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The Dursley Freak by rey
Chapter 2: Cousins And Their "Friends"
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Cousins And Their "Friends"
Drake Chilton Faldo. Just his name is over pretentious. Not to mention him. The way our first meeting went down, you'd never think we'd end up where we are now.
September the first, 2018
I was always the rational one. I still am. Really. But when I first got a glimpse of the Great Hall, I was positively impressed and taken over by my emotional side. It was bigger than any room I have ever been in. And it was... well, magical. The small candles flying near the ceiling and all the people looking at us first years did it for me. I felt short of air. And short of words. Which doesn't happen. Like, ever. Well, if you don't count Faldo. Which I don't. So you shouldn't either.
Soon, a very old looking lady stepped forward to the table where all the teachers were sitting. Albus told me her name, but I kind of forgot... Don't judge me! It's a weird name! Which... would make it easier to remember. 'Cause it's unique. Well, that works for normal people. You see, the day I found out I was a witch, was also the day I excepted (Or did I really?) I was not normal any more. I guess that's why I didn't want to remember.
"Dear students, the ones that are here for the first time and the ones that are returning, I would like to welcome you all to the Hogwarts school of..."
And she went on and on, until mentioning the hat. The sorting hat, to be exact. Now, that is completely ridiculous! I still think so.
All the first years came closer to the chair and waited patiently to hear their name. Well, not everyone was patient.
Roxy Weasley for sure wasn't. I met her at the station. Together with the rest of the Weasley clan. She seemed different, though. Now, as a rational person that I was and am, I thought it would be a perfect idea to avoid her. She looked scary! I'm not a brave person! When Albus told me about the four Hogwarts houses, I was sure about one thing. I was not going to end up in Gryffindor.
So, you see why I didn't want to have anything do to with her at first? No? She had short spiky hair which was somewhere between the colors of red and brown, she was wearing boys' clothes, a very dangerously looking necklace and a murderous look in her chocolate eyes. I had a feeling she wanted to kill us all, just because we took away her air or something... I was gulping the whole time.
But, (un)fortunately, she picked me. She wanted to be my friend. And as we started talking, I realized just how great our friendship would go with my "not normal" image now. Yeah, in the beginning, I just saw her as a way to be different myself. But pretty soon, she became a part of my life. A part I never wanted to lose.
"Merlin, this is boring. I don't know why everyone is so fascinated with the stupid hat! It's old, it's dirty and has a big mouth. I wouldn't exactly say those are good qualities." She mumbled crossing her arms.
I could tell, from even that moment-Roxy hated when someone else got the attention. As a person who was either invisible or called names, when someone actually decided to notice me, I found that to be odd. She was nothing like me. But that was exactly what I wanted.
"Dursley, Dora." I suddenly heard my name being called out.
It was when I was met with half a dozen of dark looks that I knew... I was going to have a hard time here.
It wasn't like I hadn't been used to it. But still. I was hoping.
One of the professors put the hat on my head and a voice rang through my ears.
"A Dursley? You’re new, I see. I never had a Dursley here."
This actually made me quite nervous.
"Oh, don’t worry. It doesn’t mean you don’t belong here. Now, let’s see... Hm... Where to put you? Well, not in Gryffindor, that’s for sure. And... no Hufflepuff. You’re largely a solitary type. But you’ll make friends, don’t worry. You’re ambitious, but... I don’t think cunning enough. I guess, that leaves just one..."
I gazed up at the blue-grey bunch and made my way to Albus, smiling happily. I guess that was really where I wanted to end up all along.
He was sitting with two other boys, a blond one and a brown-haired one. They were both gazing at me with their sets of blue eyes.
"I had a feeling it would be this way." Albus said smiling.
He then turned to his friends.
"Dora, these are my mates. Scorpius Malfoy and Drake Faldo."
The first boy seemed warm and relaxed, while the other looked a tad smug, but was smiling nonetheless. They both nodded their heads as a sign of saying hello.
"Dora Dursley. Nice to meet you." I greeted.
And that was it.
I returned to watching the ceremony and so did the boys.
As the sorting hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR'" at Roxy's name, my heart sank. I was sure I wouldn't be able to find yet another friend and one that was in my house, too.
Then, of course, along came Charlie. But that's another story.
So, you see, my first meeting with Faldo wasn't exactly hate at first sight. And in no way was it liking either. It was... nothing.
But that was about to change.
"Mr Potter, your wife is preparing lunch and wants to see you in the kitchen."
"Oh, thank you, Drake. I guess I better listen, right?"
"If I were you, I most certainly would." Faldo returns with an actual smile.
He then glances at me briefly, with those annoying baby-blues. "As for you, Blue... No, there are no cornflakes."
He smirks and vanishes inside, not even bothering to wait for an answer. I'm left staring after him with my mouth open. Again!
One of these days, I swear, I'm gonna, I'm gonna...
No, Dora, you're the rational one! The sane one. You're above this. Above Faldo. That's right. Just breathe.
I mean, I don't get it. How girls can like... This is beyond me.
Sure, he has dreamy eyes and nice hair. But there are so many boys out there with same physical traits and, what's more important, they are actually nice. Faldo, on the other hand...
Faldo has a whole list of annoying characteristics. Let's see...
1) He's honest. Now, before you go and correct me that this is actually a good thing, let me tell you... There is a fine line between being honest and being harsh. Drake Faldo is brutally honest and doesn't care about it either.
2) He thinks he's the smartest being alive. Yes, for the most part, he leaves me speechless and open-mouthed. But I blame it on his quick exits. He doesn't even wait for my answers!
3) He continues calling me Blue, even though I’ve asked him (Ok, maybe shouted at him.) to stop it, like hundreds of times. He says I always look pathetic and whiny and that's why he calls me that way. Now I'm even more determined to make him stop!
4) I don't know what his deal with girls is. They're drooling all over him and he just ignores the lot. I swear he stays single just to torture them. You know, like: "Look, I'd rather be single, than with any of you. 'Cause you’re all pathetic." The guy's a prick. But no, girls still drool over him. I really don't get it. Granted, he did have two girlfriends. But, only for a week or so. Jerk.
5) He thinks he's my therapist or something. Every time he sticks his nose in my things, he has a diagnosis for me. And I don't like them. Faldo is mean.
6) He's so sure of himself. He is TOO sure of himself. Doesn't he ever have doubts or anything?! It bugs me.
7) Also, Faldo seems to always be... right. There, I said it! I don't like the git, but he is rarely wrong. And that's a fact, unfortunately.
8) Faldo appears where and when I absolutely don’t want him! It almost looks like he's following me around all the time. Doesn't he have something better to do? Well, of course he has! Being Mr Perfect. So, why does he lose his precious time with me?!
9) He's just so annoying! And pretends whole the time. I'm sure he has layers and layers underneath what he actually shows. And I bet it's even ten times worse than this (shudders at the thought).
10) But the worst part in all this, though, is that he is so annoyingly popular and loved by almost everyone and for no good reason. Even though he's harsh, even though he's a smart-ass, even though he ignores people most of the time. I DON'T GET IT! What do they all see in him?! It drives me insane!
But the list actually goes on and on. I just... can't seem to remember it right now.
Uncle Harry and I finally get in the house ourselves. Suddenly, I hear someone running down the stairs. The next moment I am met, or rather, almost strangled with Lily's embrace.
"Dora! You're finally here! Thank Merlin! I thought I was going to transform into a boy, one of these days!"
When we part, I notice one thing. Ok, a few things.
Number one, Lily has grown... zero. She's still so petite. I guess she'll probably stay like this, or get some more height over the year. But I'm thinking-not much. After all, aunt Ginny is a small woman, too. I kind of wish I was a little less tall. I wish I was... Normal? No! Not normal! I did normal when I was younger and it didn't work out. I'm weird. That's my drift now. So... I like that I'm model-tall. Yeah. Right.
Number two, Lily looks... pretty. Is it just me or has she blossomed into a real beauty?
Number three, she has gotten louder. All this years, I have pegged Lily as the sweet one, the joyful one, the girly one. But she seems different now. More like Roxy. Tough. I guess it was inevitable, since she has two brothers and she's the youngest. She needs to be tough so she can keep up with them.
"Well, at least you're happy I'm here." I say grumpily.
"What are you talking about? We're all happy you're here."
"Minus James and Faldo. Not that I care for the second one."
"Dora," Uncle Harry looks at me warmly. "James is immature. I know-still. But don't worry. He'll grow up at some point. He's not Peter Pan, after all."
He winks at me and, after Lily kisses his cheek, he goes into the kitchen to meet his wife.
I turn to Lily. "So... what have those angels been up to?"
"James is spending his time at uncle George's shop, with Fred. It's his dream coming true, really. To think up pranks and jokes for a living." Lily rolls her eyes. "Albus is more absent-minded than ever. I talked to Scorpius about it and he thinks..."
"Scorpius is here too?!" I practically scream.
"And I thought you'd forget all about me."
I turn around to see Albus, Faldo and Scorpius walking down the stairs.
I trow myself in his arms and he stumbles backwards a little.
"I guess water runs thicker than blood in your case, Dora. " Albus smiles at me.
I go to hug him too.
"Shut up. You know I love you."
I take a step back to have a better look at them.
"You've grown, Dora." Scorpius mocks.
"She's practically a giant now." Faldo finds it appropriate to interfere.
Which it SO isn't.
I stuck my tongue out at him.
"I do appreciate your astonishing manners, Blue." he returns.
But before I can actually answer, my aunt yells from the kitchen. "Children! Lunch is ready!"
There you go. My poor ears.
"Mum, I'm not exactly hungry..." Lily begins but also doesn't get a chance to finish.
"You WILL come here and eat or, I swear, your dad and I will exchange our love VERY publicly. AGAIN!" She threatens.
Albus sends Lily a murderous look which means something along the lines of - "See what’ve you done now?!"
"Sorry." She mutters and we all make our way to the kitchen.
Their kitchen is a lot bigger than ours, yet not so... modern. But, that's exactly what gives it a more family-homey feel. I think it's my favourite room here.
Uncle Harry is already eating and smiles at us as we take our places.
But before I do so, aunt Ginny spots me and takes me in her embrace. I'm taller than her, but she is ten times stronger. It's kind of scary.
"Dora! You've gotten..."
"... So tall. I know." I smile at her and she returns the favor even brighter.
"Oh, I've bought your favourite cornflakes. Want some?"
I turn to Faldo with a sinister look and a self satisfied smirk attached to my lips.
"I'd love that."
He smirks back. Why do I feel like I've lost again? Because... I didn't! How does he do that?! He makes me feel even more miserable than I think I am. And believe me, that's a lot of misery.
"So, what's new with you, Dora?" Aunt Ginny asks.
I struggle to make something up because of my lack of social life.
But someone comes to my rescue.
Hedwig the second. I love that bird! She's so elegant and beautiful. Not to mention she just saved my arse.
Hedwig knocks on the kitchen window and uncle Harry gets up to open it for her. He gets the letters and rewards Hedwig with some food and a tender stroke. She then flies off.
"What is it, Harry?" Aunt asks.
Uncle smiles. "Hogwarts letters."
Scorpius and Albus share a quick look and get up to race to get their letters. I watch as Faldo gets up with no trace of excitement.
Is he even alive? Maybe he's some kind of a progressed ghost or something. No. Even ghosts have more emotions than him. I mean, have you ever seen Moaning Mirtle? Yeah, in her ugly crying time. Ok, she may be a special case, but still.
This doesn't mean I'm totally against Faldo, though. Al and Scorp are actually being a little immature, in my opinion. All right, they had their OWL's last year, but I don't get what all this fuss is about. They're great students. We all know that.
While the boys are reading their letters, uncle Harry gives ours to me and Lily. It's just a list of books, so we don't even bother to open them.
Al stops with the reading first and sighs happily. Scorpius has a big smile plastered on his face, while Faldo's is completely blank.
Maybe he got an E. Oh, how shocking!
"How is it?" Aunt questions even though it’s obviously good news.
"I have an O in Potions!" Al says enthusiastically. "Oh... And another one in Arithmancy. And all the others are E's!"
"That's great, Al!" Aunt Ginny kisses his forehead, while uncle Harry smiles proudly.
"What is it, Faldo? That bad?" I smirk, but he ignores me completely.
Typical. Fine. I don't care!
"Excuse me." He suddenly puts the letter on the table and leaves the kitchen.
Albus sighs and goes after him.
I pick up the letter and frown. What the...
"What is it?" Scorpius asks, confused.
"He has straight O's. And was made a Prefect. I don't get it."
What is up with that prick?
I look at Scorpius questionably. He shrugs.
So he doesn't know either. It's just Al, then.
But I don't care anyway.
"Hey!" Scorpius reads another peace of paper which he just noticed.
He picks his head up and smiles at me. "I've been named Quidditch Captain!"
I smile too and hug him. "That's great, Scorpius!"
"I didn't think I had a chance against Smith. But... there you go."
"You deserve it." Lily says.
And he does. Scorpius is a hard worker. He's always been. I guess he needed to be in order to become Scorpius Malfoy and stop being just "Draco Malfoy's son". Our similar background stories are actually one of the reasons I call him my best boy-friend.
It's not what you think, people! I'm not attracted to him in that way. I don't know why, though. Because... he's absolutely gorgeous, smart and interesting. I guess you can chalk it up to my weirdness.
"So..." Uncle Harry breaks an awfully long silence, which I, absorbed in my thoughts, didn't quite notice until now.
* * *
Lily and I sit by the lake, near their house, taking in the sight before us. The indigo sky mirrors itself in the clear water, together with a few stranded clouds. A warm breeze plays with the grass, making a melodic sound.
The sun feels great on my bare skin. I usually don't like to lie around in my bathing suit. But, I don't know, there's something great about this place.
I guess it's the absence of people. Or rather, a mass of people.
"Dora?" Lily asks still looking at the water and with her chin resting on her folded legs.
"Hm?" I return, feeling sleepy under the bright sun, and close my eyes.
"Did you ever... Er... I mean... Have you ever..." She stumbles.
I open my eyes and glance at her. She seems nervous.
"Don't be scared, Lily. Whatever it is... Just ask me."
She turns her burly brown eyes to my blue ones.
"Ok..." She relaxes a bit and takes a deep breath in. "Have you ever been in love?!"
She almost screams at me.
I blink. But when I process the question, anxiety kicks in.
Of course I've been in love. He was and still is my first... my only crush. But Lily can't know this. It was hard enough telling Charlie and Roxy, as it is.
I bite my lip and smile. "Of course I've been in love, Lily. Are you trying to say... Are you in love?"
"Oh, Merlin!" She covers her face with her hands.
I laugh and take them off, revealing a very red face underneath.
"Lily, it's ok."
"No, it's not! Not when he sees me as his sister!"
I frown. Who is she talking about? She must've noticed my confusion, because her next sentence is...
I let out an oh.
Lily looks horror struck. "Well, say something!"
It's actually weird in how similar situations we are.
"I don't know what." I say dumbly.
"I knew it! It's hopeless, isn't it?!" Lily cries out.
"Lily, I don't know. I mean, I've seen you interact with Lorcan just a couple of times. And, even then, I didn't pay enough attention to his behavior. It's hard to tell if it's hopeless or not. It's hard to tell anything." I shrug.
Lily nods slowly. "I guess you're right."
"But you can tell me." I smile in an attempt to cheer her up.
She laughs nervously and bites her lips. The blush comes back. But there's something else there, too. Lily looks... radiant.
"Well... Lorcan and I... We grew up together. We're all the same age, as you know-Hugo, Lysander, Alice, Lorcan and I. But the two of us... we were always a team. We always got paired up together against the other three. It was obviously all of my doing." Lily laughs and I join her. "We have a lot in common. And, of course, there are things that make us different. But to me, it was never that important. It was always about how his presence made me feel. And... as the years passed... I... Oh, Dora, I like him! He makes me feel breathless!"
Her words slowly go under my skin. Is she for real? It's unbelievable to me that she's just fourteen and a year (And a half!) younger than me. She seems older. Or am I that immature?
"Blue on the sun? This can't be for real."
I turn around already rolling my eyes.
Albus, Scorpius and, of course, Faldo near us. There is no trace of what happened yesterday on his face.
Maybe he's a robot from the future. Charlie would like this idea.
"Well, yes, Faldo I can enjoy the sun."
"Considering the fact that you're always ghost-pale, I'd say that doesn't occur often." He passes me by and starts to unbutton his shirt.
"What are you doing?!" I shriek insensately.
Come on, Dora. What could he be doing, really?
I sometimes don't understand myself. Not to mention others. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be human. Maybe a cat and I swapped bodies somehow, before we were even born.
The thoughts I have... I really am a freak, ain't I?
Actually... I prefer if you don't answer that. You know, just in case there still is some hope left for me. No matter how tiny it is.
"What? Don't tell me you have a phobia of male skin? Well... Now that I think about it, I don't recall any of your past boyfriends... Oh right. It's because you don't have any."
I open my mouth and stare at him for a moment. Or maybe a minute? Don't know.
In the meantime, he takes of his shirt.
Ok, I'll admit, he is kind of... you know... You know? No? Well... Erm... Hot.
I didn't say that! It was my subconscious drunk from the sun and the heat. It doesn't know any better right now!
He gives me another smirk and walks in, not even faltering at the touch of the cold water.
Albus suddenly pats my back.
"Don't listen to him."
"Well, I'd rather not! But, unfortunately, like all human beings... I have these things."
Al looks confused.
"Ears!" I shout.
Scorpius laughs, now undressing too.
"Chill is not half as bad as you think."
"Excuse me, have you heard what he just said? Or have you been daydreaming about Rose again?!"
Scorpius turns bright red and Albus and Lily laugh.
Faldo isn't close enough to hear us. Fine with me.
"Well, she's right, mate. You do that, a lot." Albus isn't even trying to cover up his laughter.
For a considerate freak, he hasn't been a lot helpful lately.
"Shut up." Scorpius mutters under his breath.
"But Dora's right about Faldo, too." Lily jumps in. "He's kind of... rude. Not to me precisely. But, you know..."
She shrugs. Thanks, Lily.
"He'll stop at some point, don't worry. You just need to be patient." Albus practically copies his dad's words.
He, together with a very unsettled Scorpius, goes into the water, too.
Patient? Excuse me, I have been patient! Don't the past four years ring any bells?! I will never understand why he's friends with that jerk.
"You wanna go in, too?" Lily asks, already a little sunburned.
"No, thanks. As long as Faldo's there, no!" I shout for him to hear me, but of course, he doesn't react.
I storm off to the house. I walk in, happy that I'll get some rest from the bane of my existence, when I bump into... Who else? The other bane of my existence, of course.
I pick my head up and our eyes meet for the first time after almost three months. And he was supposed to be sleeping over at his uncle George's! Now I'm convinced the universe has something against me. Not something, actually. Everything!
Why, oh why, did I pick Paris?! It wasn't even for a rational reason!
Am I having a nervous break down?