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❦Yer a wizard Harry!❦

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~The following day~

<Still the Dursley household>

3rd perspective:

Dustin awoke from his sleep to the sound of Dudley stepping out in the hallway and into the upstairs bathroom.

He thought to himself for a while before deciding to go and confront Dudley, not his best decision.

Dustin quickly pulled the sheets off himself and set them neatly down on the mattress. He leaned over the bed's edge and stepped out onto the hardwood floor.

He stepped quietly across the floor and twisted his door nob gently.

He opened the door and stepped outside his room. he stepped into the hallway and gently shut his bedroom door, just as Dudley walked out of the bathroom.

Dustin walked toward Dudley with as much confidence as he could muster; he was sure that he was shaking like a leaf.

Dustin leaned into Dudley and spoke with venom, his voice as sharp as a knife.

"Dudley what- what is your problem huh?" He asked as a statement. He spoke with the anger he'd been holding onto his whole life. "Me and Harry, we've don't nothing but show you kindness and love!" He stood back and straightened his frame. "Yet despite all of that your still an arse, no matter what-." Dustin took in a breath and centered himself.

"Do you know- do you understand how much I wanted you, you and Harry and me to get along, and be brothers! I wanted us to be family Dudley! That's all I've wanted, yet you couldn't even begin to be a decent person- could you?" With that, Dustin turned on his heel and look forward.

Dustin muttered out one last sentence before walking away, "Dudley so help me- if you don't walk down those blimey stairs like an understanding and caring person I will make sure you won't ever walk down them again." 

After Dustin turned the corner, Dudley let out a shallow sigh and collected himself. He knew he was in the wrong, and he knew this for a while. When he walked down the creaky stairs he made sure not the disturb Harry.

Dustin stumbled into the bathroom in a state of panic and fear, he had never yelled at anyone until that point. He was afraid Dudley would walk straight in and beat him to a pulp.

Dustin sat down and took deep breaths in, and out, he was okay, he was safe, he would be okay. He told himself and calmed down. He felt much better and walked out of the bathroom.

He went down the stairs and made it into the kitchen where his father and mother sat down at the table making conversation about his father's work.

His father motioned him to go and wake Harry up to which he complied, knowing Harry would get in trouble if he wasn't awake soon.

Dustin made his way to the small closet, quietly opening the door and stepping in, he sat down next to the sleeping boy.

He slowly shook the boy awake, not roughly, but gentle and soft, and whispered him awake, making sure he isn't being too rough. He didn't want Harry to wake up afraid.

Harry slowly woke up and realized that he was being gently woken up by Dustin. Harry smiled at Dustin and sat up.

"Oh, is it time to get up already?" Harry spoke roughly with a morning voice.