6 Privet Drive ( rewritten )

He could be dead

New chapter my dudes AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

This is a short one

 Determination hit Draco rock hard, urging him even more to save the nephew. He then started sweating, knowing he had to answer negatively about the subject if he wanted to get something out from the pig, even if he had the Vertiraserum on him. He had no problem with 'gay' people at all. What was so wrong with loving a person of the same gender? He cleared his throat, putting on a disgusted face and with an arrogant tone, he stated " He's one of those queers?! That's disgusting!" Draco cringed so much at that, hating himself for saying something like that "I too have a gay cousin, and I know the burden they can cause "what a big lie, even if it was said every family had a gay cousin, he didn't have one " They're freaks !" Dudley made a gesture in agreement " He goes to a school for even more freakish people than that!"New intel!Finally! He just had to somehow get the name of the school out of him and the identity of the nephew could be finally found! "Ugh, and what would the school's name be? Just so I avoid it "the other boy seemed to open his mouth to give an answer, but nothing came out " I-I can't tell you" the boy started weakly and ended more confidently.

 This took Draco unprepared "Huh? Why not ? " he tried to hide his anger that accidentally siped through a crack in his mask " I just can't ." the other said powerfully, closing the subject "How about I show you the picnic place? " Draco observed that they arrived in a park while he was concentrating on the conversation, and were moving towards a few wood tables scattered around, reminding him of Hogwarts because of the long sitting benches. "Let's eat already !" said the fat boy while he 'ran' to the tables and put the bag on one of the ones who provided more space between the bench and the tabletop so he could fit more comfortably.

 After seating himself on the opposite bench of the one Dudley sat on, slightly bending it under his massive weight, Draco watched as the boy started setting the surprisingly copious lunch on the table, seeking for the right moment to drug with the potion currently residing in his back pocket the pig's lunch. He finally got what he wanted when the fat boy went to fill a bottle with fresh water from a nearby fountain, quickly pouring the contents of the vial on the boy's beef burger, that was so greasy that he wouldn't notice the just added fluid on it. Draco knew that it was a bad idea to feed someone as much as an entire vial of the truth serum to a person because the inability to speak for a week would settle after a few hours, but he was sure that the monster deserved it.  

Taking in a few deep breaths, Draco prepared himself mentally for the upcoming interrogation he'll have to lead and settled back in his seat, empty vial hidden in its previous residence, making himself look like nothing happened. When the pig returned, the Slytherin watched as he hungrily devoured his burger like an actual beast. When he 'bent' down to take yet another burger from the bag, Draco decided it was the moment to start, so after regaining the pig's attention by clearing his throat he asked in a commanding tone" So who is this foreign cousin of yours ?" with dazed eyes and a behaviour like being in a trance, the boy responded obediently "He  is not actually from a foreign country . He is my mother's nephew, that she was obligated to take care of after her sister, the mother of my cousin, died, killed by a 'dark lord'" Draco chose a newer version of Vertiraserum that gave the consumer liberty in elaborating answers " And what's his name? What do you mean with a dark lord?" he asked eagerly "His name is Ha-" he suddenly stopped, like bound by something, then continued "I'm not allowed to tell you his name. We always call him freak, because he's a wizard. Mother says that a dark lord wizard killed his parents ." he looked dumb fooled at the muggle boy who defied a whole vial of magic Vertiraserum. He knew too well that the boy clearly wasn't that powerful, and the only thing that could, was a blood spell, only done by the most powerful, and there were only two persons known that could do the spell flawlessly, and to hold it that long . Dumbledore and Tom himself. 

Of course, the answers the pig gave shocked him to no end, and it was still hard to process that these people were abusing a wizard child that probably went to Hogwarts too. After calming himself, he continued interrogating the boy, before any of the side effects of overdossing the potion started to show "So does he live with you? Is the school that he goes to Hogwarts? Is he your age? Do you and your parents abuse him ?" he starting assaulting the obese boy with question over question, wanting to know more and more before it would be too overwhelming for the pig "He does live with us. In the past 3 years he lived in my second bedroom, but this summer father send him in his prior bedroom, the cupboard under the stairs" now the blood made sense , but also a sense of dread to rise in him "The school he goes to is named Hogwarts, but he is not allowed to talk about it, or about magic in our house . He is 15 now, but I am older than him with a few months ." the boy was in his year! How couldn't he see anything at all! He was so stupid for ignoring what other people do " We do treat him badly, father beats him and mother puts him to do chores, but freaks need to learn their place ." the boy continued, without his permission. Draco couldn't stop thinking about all the horrid information. The screams that hunted him at night and left him restless several times, they were coming from a wizard in his year, yet he, the foolish stupid idiot, didn't move a finger sooner, and for all he knows the poor boy could be dead. He held in tears, getting ready to ask him more, only to be interrupted by the boy regaining his senses.