Boy at the playyard

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Dudley woke up earlier than he normally did, just as the sun came up. He got dressed and ran to his cousin's room, pounding on the door.

"Wake up, Potter!" The boy shouted, smiling at the groan that came from inside his old room. He continued to pound on the door until it open, meeting his cousin's tired eyes. Smiling, he shoved Harry back and onto the floor. "Get ready, you oaf!"

Harry was out of his room, again, in about 15 minutes. Confused until two members of the 'Dudley Gang' knocked at the door. Right.. We're going to the field.., he thought dreadfully. He wondered why they had to go this early, but he was sure Dudley just wanted to wake him up.

"I'll meet you all there." He sighed, walking to the kitchen. "I have to make Uncle Vernon breakfast."

"Whatever. I better see you there."


*time*skip*

The other two members of the Gang were found on the way. They got to the playyard after a bit of walking, to find someone already there. A girl.

Dudley smirked, looking back at his gang. His eyes saying 'This one's mine' with ease. They all walked up to the girl, who had her eyes too fixed on the book to notice them. She had a short, pink skirt on, an over-sized blue sweater, and (what Dudley fancied the most) a pair of tall white stockings. Her hair was a bright blond and cut rather short, her silver eyes fixed on the book in her lap.

"I'm Dudley." He finally spoke up, earning to reaction from the girl. Bowing slightly, he continued. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

". . ." The girl still did nothing. Dudley scowled and snatched the book, finally getting her to look. She stood up and made a desperate grab at the book, which was held out of his reach.

"You're a boy!" He cried, bewildered at the sight. It was a boy in a skirt. A boy in those stockings.

"And you're a pig." The blond boy retorted, reaching for the book again. "Now give it back!" Dudley seized the boys arm in his other hand, looking him up and down with a look of amazement.

"Malfoy?" A voice suddenly rose, Harry came walking up to the yard. Draco went wide-eyed and slammed his heel on top of the Dursley's foot. Dudley yelped and dropped both the boy and the book.

"Can I not get away from anything?!" Malfoy yelled and picked up the book, storming over to his trunk. He picked it up as smoke rose from where he stood, the Gang stood in awe as Harry ran up. He grabbed at air as Darco was covered in smoke, then flying off.

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