The Traitors [HP6] *EDITING*

Chapter 2-Dobby Again

Dudley dropped the video to the floor, and he stayed squatted there, with his mouth opened wide. Harry knew he should have waited for a better time... but this was the best he could think of.

"I'm a... what?" stuttered Dudley.

"You're a wizard, like me," said Harry, trying to stay calm.

"But- but... how could I... be a wizard?" Harry tried not to smile. Dudley was reacting to the new the same way he did when he was told that he was one too. "I can assure you that you are."

"But... I don't go to that school of yours, and- and... I've never done anything... magical. And how could I be... that way... with parents like mine?"

Harry sighed. Voldemort had told him the answers to all the same questions at the end of last year when he was holding Harry captive, and he didn't really feel like having to repeat it all over again. But, he had to. He had brought this new burden to Dudley, and he had to try and begin to relieve it.

"Well Dudley, to answer your first question, the reason you don't attend Hogwarts is because Voldemort somehow changed the attendance sheet for the new first years, when it was your time to come, so that your name was not on it."

"Why did he do that?"

"I never told you about the Kinsafe Charm put on this house, did I?"

"Um... no?"

"I guess not then," sighed Harry. "Well, when I was brought here, Dumbledore put the charm on the house so that as long as I was around family, Voldemort could not touch me. Now, if you came to Hogwarts with me, I'd still have that protection at school, which is something Voldemort definitely did not want."

"Oh, okay. I see," said Dudley, wide-eyed and not looking like he did 'see' at all. "But still, how can I be magical? I've never done any magic and my parents certainly aren't!"

"Well, I'm not sure how to say this, but your mom is a witch, Dudley."

Dudley didn't say anything, he just merely continued to stare at Harry, with a drop of drool slowly falling down from his mouth. Harry decided to keep on talking.

"You know that your mom and mine are twins, but what you don't know, is that their father is Voldemort." Harry stopped there for a second. The thought just occurred to him: Voldemort was his grandfather. He shuddered at the thought. "It's just by chance that he chose to help my mom out at a young age and give her a magic book to read before she even started school, giving her a huge advantage. When the time came for new students to be chosen, Lily so overshadowed Petunia, that they just forgot about her, and she never came to school. So, just because she never went to Hogwarts doesn't mean she lost her powers."

"But why doesn't she use magic now?" asked Dudley, quietly and slowly.

"After a while, I guess Hogwarts discovered their mistake and they wiped her memory, making her forget she was ever a witch. But, yet again, that didn't take away her powers, and when she gave birth to you, you gained some of them."

"So I'm... a wizard?" gasped Dudley.

"That's what I said."

"Wow," said Dudley, slowly getting up and sitting in a chair. "So... am I going to be coming to Hogwarts then?"

"Err..." stuttered Harry, he hadn't really thought about that. He had been meaning to owl Dumbledore. "I think so."

"Oh man... I don't know what to say," said Dudley, starting to look a little better, and possibly excited. "So, I'll be able to make fire, and summon brooms, and even control the weather?"