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A New Perspective by leannemariesnape
Chapter 2 : The Celebration
Rating: MatureChapter Reviews: 7

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People at the wedding started to mingle in with one another, as if an aisle melting and turning into a dance floor was the most normal thing in the world. There was a large cluster of people around Harry and his wife offering their best wishes. He usually didn’t like large crowds of people so he would usually have waited until the newly weds were alone, but Dudley realised that if he didn’t go over to them, he would be standing alone in the middle of a dance floor.

As he made his way over, he straightened his tie nervously. Harry caught Dudley’s eye and held his hand out for Dudley to shake. Dudley did so. Harry suddenly smiled. “It was a bit of a surprise when you said you were coming” Harry stated.

Dudley smiled back. “It was a surprise to me, too.” He said. He noticed Harry’s wife looking at him cautiously. Harry laughed nervously.

“This is Ginny,” he said. Dudley nodded and held his hand out to her. He wasn’t sure whether he should give her a kiss on the cheek or shake her hand.

“I’ve heard all about you” she said staring at him in the eyes. Dudley felt himself go pink, and he let his hand fall to his side.

“I...I’ve changed.” He told the floor.

“Right, well it was nice to see you! I’ll catch up with you later” Harry said, putting his hand on Ginny’s waist. Harry must have sensed the panic in Dudley at the idea of being left alone. “The people here are nice, honestly. They’ll probably just start speaking to you randomly. You’ll be fine.” Harry added, before exclaiming “TEDDY!” He kneeled down and picked up a small blue-haired little boy. Harry was beaming. Dudley felt a little bit jealous of Harry at that moment. He had a massive family, a loving wife, and clearly, he was very close to this child.

Dudley turned, and spotted an empty table. A waiter offered him a glass of champagne, which he took to the table and began to sip, watching the strange people around him. Suddenly, he heard a delicate cough. “Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?” a feminine voice asked. He looked around to see a very pretty young woman. She had long dark hair, and dark skin, and she was smiling politely.

“Sure” Dudley said, continuing to stare at the beautiful woman as she sat down.

“I... I’m never good with weddings” she said “they make me feel like I’m going to end up alone...” she laughed at what she said. Dudley did too. He kind of felt the same way. “I’m Cho,” she said.

Dudley felt tongue tied. “I...Dudley ... I’m Dudley” he said, finally. Cho smiled again. The two sat in an awkward silence for a few minutes. “So, how do you know Harry?” he asked curious. She didn’t look like a witch. She didn’t look like any of the witches present, anyway. She was much more elegant than the other women. Except the extremely pretty, blonde haired, pregnant woman.

She laughed once more, this time, however it sounded forced. “Well... we went to school together. We were a couple in my sixth year, and his fifth year. How do you know him- you’re a...a muggle, aren’t you?” she asked.

Dudley couldn’t say that he was surprised that they had been a couple. Harry seemed to be surrounded by pretty women, all of the time. “Yeah, I’m his cousin. We didn’t get on too well when we were young, but we’re ok now... I think” Dudley said honestly. Cho nodded.

“Do you get on with Ginny?” he asked, curiously.

“Before I answer, what do you think of her?” Cho asked, raising her eyebrows.

Dudley wasn’t expecting that. “Well- I... don’t know her. She seems... strong minded?” He said. Cho actually laughed, and placed her hand on Dudley’s.

“I agree with what you think of her” she said, laughing still. She took a glass of champagne from a waiter and sipped it, in a ladylike manner. Suddenly, out the corner of his eye, he saw the blue-haired child running towards him, his hand being held by Harry.

Harry smiled at both of them, and sat down. The child sat on Harry’s lap rather forcefully and Harry let out an “oomph” noise. “So, how are the Dursleys these days?” Harry asked.

Dudley shrugged. “Same as always, but without me in the house.”

Harry smirked. “I bet Aunt Petunia is feeling lost without her Diddykins, isn’t she?”

Dudley laughed slightly. “A little. Although, I still phone her once a day. It keeps her from freaking out...” Dudley admitted, trailing off. Harry nodded. Dudley looked at the child, and wondered what kind of parent would let their child dye their hair blue... Harry must have noticed this.

“This is my Godson, Teddy. He can change his appearance at will- hence the blue hair. Andromeda begged him to turn it brown for today, but he wasn’t buying it...” Harry said. He was beaming at his godson, and ruffled his hair. Teddy smiled. “Show Dudley what you can do!” Harry told him.
Teddy got off of Harry’s lap and Harry made small talk with Cho, whilst Teddy climbed onto Dudley’s lap. Dudley was never good with children, so he didn’t know what to say. “Look, lellow!” the boy said. He then screwed his face up, as though he was in pain. Then, suddenly, his hair was vivid yellow. Dudley smiled.

“Cool” he told the boy. The boy nodded. Harry laughed and held out his hand for Teddy to hold. Teddy smiled and waved goodbye to Dudley . Dudley found himself grinning back at the child.

Then, he remembered that Cho was watching. She was smiling again. “You’re brilliant with kids” she said gently. “Sounds like you’re good to your Mum, too...” she said. Dudley went pink. He felt like a teenager again. He desperately tried to look cool.

The song changed, and Cho began to hum the lyrics to the song playing. It was something Dudley had never heard before. “Let’s dance!” She said, impulsively. Dudley looked at her shocked. If there was one thing that Dudley would never do, it was dance. He shook his head. Cho sighed and stood up. “Don’t make me force you to dance!” she said standing up and poking his arm. He stayed where he was sat. “Arthur Weasley is looking at you. He’ll probably come over in a minute and start asking you about being a muggle if you don’t look busy...” she said into his ear. Her breath was warm and it tickled his ear. Sure enough, the older man was stood on the other side of the dance floor, smiling at him eagerly.

Dudley stood up immediately. Cho laughed once more and pulled him into the middle of the room. He placed his hands around her waist, and she placed her arms around his neck and swayed. To most people, it was probably not dancing, but for Dudley Dursley, it was the equivalent of wearing a tutu and prancing around the room.

They stayed on the dance floor all night, laughing and dancing (swaying). Then, Dudley received a tap on the shoulder. Diggle was stood there, smiling at Dudley. “I’m leaving now, if you want to come with me... but if you don’t mind Miss Chang taking you home...” He said, leaving his sentence unfinished. Cho smiled.

“I’ll make sure he gets home safely” she said. Dudley smiled back at her. Her happiness was contagious. Before he knew it, there were only a few people around and most of them seemed to be family members. Dudley wasn’t sure how much champagne he had consumed, but it was enough to feel intoxicated.

“I think it’s time to go home, don’t you?” Cho asked. She had consumed just as much as him, and was swaying, even though the music had finished. Dudley nodded.

“5 Pulmers Way, Little Whinging” he told her. Cho nodded. Dudley wondered whether it was a good idea to do this when drunk, but before he had a chance to air his concerns, he was once more being squished through existence and had arrived inside his house. Cho looked around, smiling.

“It’s just how I imagined it!” She said. Dudley laughed. He felt comfortable in her presence even though he had known her for less than a day.

“Do you want a drink? Water, coffee?” Dudley asked.

“Something stronger?” Cho suggested. Dudley nodded. He didn’t want to be the one to suggest it so he was glad she did.

Dudley pulled out a bottle of whisky and poured it into two glasses. Both drank it quickly.

“You know” Cho said, leaning back on a sofa and examining her fingernails. “I’m surprised you don’t have a lady in your life...”

Dudley smiled. “I’m surprised you don’t have a man.”

Cho shrugged. “Don’t need one” she said, standing up. She moved over to Dudley. “But, I’ll think about having one... if I like him enough...” she added moving closer to him. Dudley didn’t know what to say. She was even closer now. He could now see that she had a scattering of freckles over her nose.

He moved forwards and his lips met with hers. His heart was pumping furiously as the kiss went deeper. Cho pulled away, biting her lip. “It would probably be strange, wouldn’t it? I mean you’re Harrys cousin...”

Dudley felt his heart sink slightly. “Yeah, probably... You’re Harry’s ex...” before he could move away, Cho was kissing him again. She was pulling his jacket off. He let his hands run through her hair. It was soft and smooth. He could smell her perfume. His hands fell to hers, and he pulled her towards the bedroom.

The next morning, Dudley woke with a start. His doorbell was ringing furiously. Cho also woke up startled, she then seemed to realise where she was and gave Dudley a sly smile. Dudley smiled back at her, surprised at the situation he was in.

“Duddy!” a shrill voice called through the letterbox. Dudley suddenly realised it was his mother. He looked at Cho urgently. Cho giggled and Dudley found himself doing the same thing.

“Sorry about this. It’s not the best way to wake up, is it?” He said, still laughing.

Cho shook her head. “I’ve been in worse situations” she paused, “I... don’t mean situations with men- I mean-“

“Situations that require a quick exit?” Dudley suggested, smirking. Cho looked up at him, and smiled.

She stood up. “Well, it was nice to meet you, Dudley” she said, smiling and picking up her bag. She was just about to turn on the spot...

“Do you want to go for a meal or something?” Dudley asked quickly. The silence was filled once more by the noise of his mother calling his name through the door. Cho smiled.

“Definitely.” She said “how about tomorrow night? I’ll be here for seven?” she suggested. Dudley nodded and watched her disappear with a noise that sounded like a whip.

He went downstairs and opened the door to see his mother looking frantic. “Dudley! Why didn’t you answer the door?” She asked. Dudley imagined his mothers face if he would have told her the reason...

Dudley grinned. “I was asleep...” he said smirking as he watched his mother boil the kettle. He was preoccupied, thinking about tomorrow night.

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