A Tragic Visit (Discontinued)

Chapter 7

The next morning.
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Shivering, Harry was woken up by the blinding, white sun shining directly in his eyes from the open window in he and Draco's bedroom. His head was pounding and he couldn't recall absolutely anything from the previous night. He began to crawl out of bed the best he could; however, when he did, he realized he was wearing nothing but fake rabbit ears and lacy panties. Harry was horrified, what the bloody hell happened. Before he did anything else, he took of those horrendous ears and lacy panties and sighed.

"Accio," he mumbled incoherently, wand in hand. A pair of violet boxers and a grey shirt flew towards him.

He quickly dressed and stumbled down the stairs, to see an annoyingly peppy Draco sitting at the table, sipping coffee, and reading The Daily Prophet. "Morning!"

His greeting was replied by a soft grunt from Harry, who dragged his feet across the floor and flung himself down before saying, "What happened last night?"

Draco smirked and giggled "Let's just say rollercoasters weren't the only thing you rode last night."

Harry, perplexed said, "What?"

"Um well," Draco started, " To sum it up, yesterday we went to Disneyland. You got completely and utterly wasted. Then fucked me for half the night."

He was nothing but horrified, "And the bunny ears?"

Draco cackled, clutched his stomach, and doubled over onto the floor laughing. "Oh yeah!! You were convinced... THAT YOU WERE THE EASTER BUNNY!"

Without warning, Harry burst out laughing as well and the two were rolling around on the floor, dying. After they recomposed themselves, Draco pulled a small vase out of his pocket.

"To help with the hangover," he whispered.

Harry smiled faintly and gulped the potion down, "Blech!"

Although a few minutes later, his headache was much better, and his insides didn't feel like fire any longer. Then, when Draco decided he probably could read, or at the very least make out most of the words, handed him a letter. It was cream colored and had a deep, red Hogwarts logo wax seal. It was obviously from Teddy and James.

"I didn't want to open it without you," said Draco.

Harry tore open the letter quite violently, "Thanks," he said.

He pulled a gently folded piece of parchment out of the envelope, opened it and began to read the messily scrawled handwriting.

Dear dads,
Hogwarts is absolutely brilliant! Everything has been so much fun. The food, the teachers, and even our classes I suppose. Yesterday at the Sorting Ceremony, Teddy was placed into Hufflepuff, he was thrilled.
And I got placed into Gryffindor, along with Rose. Besides Rose, I've already made friends with another Gryffindor. His name is Finnick Longbottom, (P.S. Professor Longbottom says Hello!) Also, Teddy has made at least 5 friends, but one of them is Lorcan Scamander. He's relatively nice, and he's a Hufflepuff like Teddy. But who is not pleasant, is this nasty boy we met on the train, his name was Theodore Dursley. He was very awful! But other than that, everything has been amazing so far. See you at Christmas! (Hopefully we don't run into any evil wizards or secret chambers. XD)
Love, James.

The letter genuinely made Harry delighted, except for the part about Theodore Dursley. Dudley had kids? And one was a wizard?! Now he had to go talk to him again.

By the look on his face, Draco could tell something was wrong. "What is it?" he said.

Harry handed him the paper, and he began to read the letter quickly. After a minute or so he finished, and drew out a long breath.

"Wow," Draco mumbled, "Um.."

"Yeah," Harry finished.

"So your cousin. He had a wizard child?"

Harry shook his head and sighed, "I guess so."

"Well now we have to find his address!" Draco exclaimed, running over to the tall, black shelf in the living room, and grabbing a large phonebook.

"Revelio," he whispered, pointing his wand at the phone book.

The pages blew and flipped to a page, where the Dursley's new address seemed to be. The words were glowing in bright gold, and made it easy for Draco to quickly find them.

"19 North Celia Road," it read.

Draco smiled, "I found the address!"

"Are you Sirius?" Harry exclaimed.

"No," Draco whispered "He's dead..."

Harry looked as if he were about to cry, "Not the time, you bloody git!"

"Fuck, okay sorry," he replied. "But I really did find it!"

Harry was ecstatic, "Okay! Let's go!"

"Um.." Draco said, "First you need to brush your teeth. Your breath reeks!"

"Right," Harry replied, dashing up the stairs.

He was excited, yet nervous of course. Dudley really had a wizard son. What we're the odds of that? It was most likely he knocked up an unknowing witch. But he also envied him, at least he got to see the look on Vernon Dursley's face. He chuckled at the thought of Dudley having to tell his father his son was a wizard. Was he disowned? Did Vernon die from a heart attack when he found out? Who knows, all he knew was that the irony was hilarious.

- a/n
This one was rather short, but I hope you all enjoy! I think this story will probably end soon; although, I really want to do a Christmas story after this! What would you guys want it to be about if I did?

(Happy Early Thanksgiving! 🖤)