A Tragic Visit (Discontinued)

Chapter 2

Dudley sat with his hands folded, his face looking at his feet until Harry said "So uh...what um, what brings you here?"

Dudley's head snapped up and he looked at Harry guiltily. "I um, know it's long overdue, and I don't expect you to forgive me whatsoever," Dudley started. "Well, what I'm trying to say I'm very, very truely sorry for how I treated you all those years when we we're younger. Again, this is something that I've had on my chest for years and I should've come sooner, but I...I don't know."

Harry stared at Dudley in shock as horrible memories raced through his brain. Memories of in the closet all those years, memories of Dudley shoving him and calling him god awful, cruel names. Memories of his stomach growling, the feeling of it almost eating itself. Harry tried his best not to cry, as he sat wishing he hadn't invited this man into his home. He then began to say "I...I can't forgiv-" then Draco came rushing down the stairs.

"Uh Harry..." Draco said "um...we have a bit of a problem."

His attention went to Draco as he turned his head. "I'll be there in a second," he said, voice cracking.

Draco noticed a tear fall from Harry's eye, and shot another nasty glare at Dudley before wiping the tear with his hand, and going back upstairs.

"Uh...anyway." said Harry once again. "I don't think I can forgive you. I'm sorry but the things you did were horrible."

"Believe me, I know. But like I said, I didn't expect you to forgive. I mean I wouldn't." replied Dudley starting to get up.

"Sorry for ruining your morning Harry. Take  care."

"I-um.." said Harry, Draco coming down the stairs again.

"Have a good day, your friend too." said Dudley looking at Draco.

Draco snarled at him, before Harry said "What?"

"Your friend," said Dudley once again.

"You mean my husband" corrected Harry.

Dudley had horrified look on his face, "You're um...gay or something?"

"Yeah, or something," said Draco nastily. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"I-nice meeting you...um"

"Draco" said Harry.

"Right um, Draco" Dudley said, "Sorry again, um goodbye." he said, leaving.

Harry shut the door behind him and turned to Draco. Draco hugged Harry, "Are you okay?" he said.

"I think so," replied Harry. "What was the problem?"

"Right. Well, Teddy won't get up. Like he will literally not move." said Draco, walking up stairs  again, in front of Harry.

"Oh geez."

"Indeed" said Draco. He walked into Teddy's room, and saw James violently shaking Teddy, nothing.

"Dad, he still won't get up!" said James.

Harry sighed, this had become their new normal. Teddy never wanted to get up. "I got it."

Harry walked down to the kitchen and grabbed to large, metal pans and ran back up to Teddy's room. He walked over to Teddy's bed, as Draco looked concerned. Whilst screaming, Harry violently began to slam the pans together, causing Teddy to wake up and yell " What the hell?!"

Harry stopped clanging pans together and replied, "Good. You're up. You don't wanna be late on your first day at Hogwarts!"

Teddy's tired face lit up and he jumped out bed, grabbed some clothes and screamed "Race you to the bathroom James!"

James followed after him, grabbing a pair of mismatched trousers and a shirt. He bolted to the bathroom, but Teddy had beat him. Teddy's laugh rang through the bathroom, and James groaned. Harry and Draco chuckled before going back down.

"Did you fix breakfast?" Harry asked Draco.

"I thought you did!" said Draco looking at Harry confused . "Well, now we don't have time, they can eat cereal."

"Oh fine, you lazy arse," Harry said, staring affectionately at Draco.

"Oh you love me, and my laziness." Draco said, kissing Harry softly.

Harry smiled, but then sat down, the thoughts of Dudley still haunting him. He wasn't hungry anymore.

Draco pulled the boxes of cereal out, along with the milk and bowls and set them down on their kitchen table. He handed Harry a bowl, but Harry refused. A concerned look came on his face, this always happened whenever the Dursleys came up. Draco, agitatedly cursed under his breath, before sitting next to his husband, embracing him in his arms and telling him to eat. Harry refused again, and Draco was nearly about to shove cereal down his throat, but the boys came running down, looking like unfed animals. They plopped down at the table and poured themsleves some breakfast, while playfully teasing one another. Harry rested his head on Draco's shoulder and smiled. They were all ecstatic about their first day.