Dursley Slytherin Mudblood

I don't know what else to do when I hear the news, so I run out the door, climb into the car, and drive to my cousin's house. I don't even bother to knock, but just burst in the door. I find my cousin, along with his wife and kids sitting in the front room. His daughter is holding the same letter that arrived at my house just before I left. They all stare at me, and all of them, but my cousin, look frightened. None of them, but him, know me. We haven't kept in touch, even though we grew up in the same house. For one I was a spoiled bully, and he was a well ...was a..., we'll get to that in a second.

"Er... Dudley... Are you alright?" My cousin, Harry Potter, asks me.

"I - er - it's my daughter. She got one too," I point a shaky hand at the letter his daughter is holding,"She's one of you - she's a...a...a... witch."