After the Quidditch Match, Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Bill, Charlie, and George sat on the couch. Fleur, Audrey, and Mrs. Weasley went “baby shopping” with Molly, Victorie, and Teddy. It was just them, Mr. Weasley, and Percy. Mr. Weasley opened a bottle of Firewhiskey, then offered it to Harry, Ron, Bill, Charlie, George, and Percy. Then, he took out Butterbeer, and gave it to Ginny and Hermione. The door to the Burrow suddenly banged open. Harry’s eyes glazed at the person in the doorway. Harry couldn’t believe who was standing there. His eyes must be seeing things. He saw in that doorway; Dudley Dursley. His Cousin. Harry stood up. 

“Dudders?” He said in the most babyish voice he could do. Dudley walked into the Burrow. 

“Pottah,” He said, cracking his knuckles.

 “Don’t you start with me!” He demanded. Dudley laughed.

 “I wouldn’t dare, seeing you’ve gotten some backup,” He said. Harry laughed a big, sarcastic laugh. 

“Backup?” He repeated. “Backup?” Dudley nodded. Ginny stood up. 

“What do you want?” said Ginny.

 “A talk,” He said. Bill stood up, and drew his wand. 

“How’d you find us?” He demanded. Dudley took his phone out. 

“Searched, The Burrow!” He answered. Ginny kicked his foot. 

“What do you want?” She asked again.

 “A talk!” He told her again. Ginny slapped him across the face. “Who’d want to talk with you? You’re fat enough for someone to hit you, and it wouldn’t hurt!” She said, smirking. Dudley turned to Harry. 

“Who is this?” He asked. 

“His girlfriend!” Ginny said furiously. 

“Why would you date him?” he asked Ginny.

 Ginny smacked him across the face once more. She then took his arm, and turned it the wrong way. She kicked him in the shin, then raised her wand. 

“Petrificus Totalus!” She said, 

“I’ll wipe his memory!” Hermione said. 

Harry laughed harder than ever. “Best if you wipe it so he reckons I’m his little brother!” Harry joked. 

“Alright,” Hermione said seriously. “Obliviate!” Dudley’s head went spinning. 

“He’ll wake up in about………..three……….two………ONE!” Dudley rose up. 

“Harry?” He asked. Harry stared at him. Dudley hugged him. 

“Harry, mum’s dead.” he said. Harry looked confused. 

“Aunt Petunia?” “Aunt?” Dudley repeated. Harry looked at Hermione. 

“Did you —,” Hermione cut him off. 

“Yes, I did!” She said, Tears fell from her eyes.

“Harry, I didn’t kno —,” 

Harry’s hand found his scar. It had started burning. 

“Hermione, it’s alright. You’re alright. I didn’t know either,” Harry looked at Dudley. 

“Aunt — Mum, is dead?” Harry asked. Ron stood up. 

“You’re Dudley?” He asked. Harry stared at Ron. “Wow, Harry’s been giving me loads of you,” Ron said. Hermione glared at him. “He is really fat,” Ron said. Ginny laughed. “Looks like a big fat pig, if you ask me,” She exclaimed. 

Harry pushed Dudley on the back. He lifted his wand. “I’ve been wanting to curse him for years!” He said. Ginny looked at him. “Don’t,” She whispered. Harry lowered his wand.

 “As if! I was way more happy with a pig’s tail,” He said. He raised his wand once more. He waved his wand, and Dudley shrinked. He got shorter and shorter, and he looked a little skinnier. A moment later, all the Weasleys found a pig in their house. Hermione and Ginny gasped. “Best put him in the bucher!” Ron yelled. Harry roared with laughter, and so did  George, Bill, Charlie, and Ron. Hermione and Ginny glared at them. 

“I’ll send him back to Vernon.” Harry said firmly. Harry swished his wand, and the pig disappeared. 

“Sure, that’ll be lovely,” muttered Hermione. “Sorry?” Ron said sharply. “Oh, Shut up!” She said, and threw a pillow at him.