Fanfic: Forcing a Legacy by ArmandDeLaFere (Read for Free, 1,332,114 Clicks)

Description: What if Dudley Dursley went to Hogwarts?

Characters: Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceDraco Malfoy/Harry Potter Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley Sirius Black/James Potter James Potter/Lily Evans Potter Luna Lovegood/Original Male Character(s) Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley Lavender Brown/Dudley Dursley Dudley Dursley/Pansy Parkinson Cho Chang/Cedric Diggory Nymphadora Tonks/Bill Weasley Fleur Delacour/Angelina JohnsonHarry Potter Characters Original CharactersMagical Dudley Dursley Gryffindor Dudley Dursley Jewish Harry Potter Gay Draco Malfoy Gay Harry Potter Gay Sirius Black Bisexual Cedric Diggory Bisexual Remus Lupin Unrequited Love Alternate Universe – No Voldemort Albus Dumbledore Bashing Manipulative Albus Dumbledore Dark Albus Dumbledore Severus Snape Bashing Ravenclaw Lily Evans Potter Sirius Black Lives Sirius Black Free from Azkaban Credence Barebone Lives Credence Barebone Heals Angst with a Happy Ending Endgame Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Enemies to Friends to Lovers Alternate Hogwarts House Sorting Harry Potter is Not a Horcrux Cedric Diggory Lives Animagus Tom Riddle Crazy Harry Potter Draco Malfoy Saves Harry Potter Pining Draco Malfoy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Not Canon Compliant – Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone Lesbian Fleur Delacour POV Harry Potter POV First Person

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What if Dudley Dursley went to Hogwarts?They say that “a butterfly can flap its wings in Peking, and in Central Park, you get rain instead of sunshine”, meaning that even the smallest event can cause drastic changes. So, what would happen if Harry Potter’s spoiled cousin from Surrey went to Hogwarts alongside him, concealing from everyone that he’s a muggle?This is a not canon compliant rewrite of the Harry Potter series, where Dudley’s adventure to Hogwarts changes events from the past, the present and the future, sometimes giving a new meaning and a fresh perspective to the adventures the Golden Trio went through in the original series.DISCLAIMER: I, as a trans writer, do not support JK Rowling and her hateful views. If you do, perhaps you shouldn’t read this fan fiction.

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Chapter 1: Part 1

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Eleven days to my eleventh birthday.That year, I really didn’t know what to expect.Not that it made any difference — ever since I started living with the Dursleys, which was since I was a few months old, birthdays were just like normal days.I would turn 11 a few weeks after my cousin Dudley, and his birthdays were not usual at all.Dudley was a tall and burly boy with middle length curly dark brown hair and blue eyes. He had a very round face, and he always looked at everything with discontent, but he was wildly popular with girls.Either way, Dudley always asked for two of of his favourite things. The newest model of mountain bike? He’d take two of that. Even when he asked for a cat, he insisted my aunt and uncle would buy him a couple of them.It was the first time uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia had said no to Dudley, and the reaction hadn’t been nice to see. Dudley had sulked his entire sixth birthday, and even refused to eat cake.Either way, his parents, which were my adoptive parents, went all the way to try and make his birthdays very special, and then they’d have no money left for me.?For his eleventh birthday, Dudley’s friend Malcolm had bought him three tickets to the zoo. Since his new girlfriend Lucinda had to sit that one out, Malcolm insisted that I came along.Not that I was friends with any of Dudley’s friends — I felt out of place at school just like I felt everywhere else, so I tried my best to blend in and not to be noticed. However, they didn’t know how rough things between the Dursleys and I were either. When Malcolm had offered me the ticket, I was sure he was doing it out of the goodness of his heart — though, to be honest, I asked myself how someone so kind could be Dudley’s friend. I couldn’t just say no to him, it was the first time someone asked me to hang out.However, I would have rather staying home. Petunia and Vernon would be driving my cousin and his friend, and so I’d have time to spend alone reading about soccer.I’d always wanted to play soccer, but for some reason, I was never able to. It was a good mix of my father’s genes — he was skinny and small in height, everybody said I looked like him — and the fact that the Dursleys would have never paid for the lessons. However, reading about it made me feel like I was someone different. In another world, I could have been a champion.”Oi, are you coming or not?” Dudley asked, opening the door to my room.It wasn’t exactly a room — more like a little cellar.I followed him after the house and into the car.?When we arrived at the zoo, it suddenly came to mind that I had no desire to be there at all. I had to zone out most of my cousin’s conversations, because they were along the lines of,”Have you seen this snake? I bet I could make it do whatever I want to, like those people in India!””That’s sweet, mate,” Malcolm replied. I had the distinct feeling that, sometimes, he wasn’t listening to Dudley either. Or perhaps, I was just projecting my thoughts.””Mum! Dad!” Dudley shouted. “I want a snake for my birthday! Imagine all the things I could teach it to do!”Aunt Petunia became very pale in the face. “Why don’t you choose a puppy, instead? Or we could give you the kittens you asked for.””Mom! The kittens were so five years ago.””Either way, the cage of the snake wouldn’t go well with our kitchen decorations,” Petunia commented weakly.”Or perhaps,” I couldn’t help but add. “You could just tell Dudley the truth, which is that he will never be able to teach the snake any trick, and is more likely to end up the snake’s dinner.”Petunia looked a bit shocked, because I usually knew better than to reply with such witty words. I mean, I had tried to, a couple of times, but I recognized early on that it only made things worse.Or maybe, the look on her face was due to the fact that she knew just as well as me that Dudley was not able to teach the snake anything, and that it was more likely that the reptile could teach Dudley something than the other way around.But Petunia and Vernon, as much as they would have liked to, never treated Dudley like a little baby. The thing they were more proud of was that my cousin, despite his physique, was very good at doing many practical things. With a brain that was, in my opinion, below average, but that did good at school exercises, Dudley was more skilled than me in just about anything.Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to say Dudley was an idiot, even though he practically was — he just was very much like the snake he wanted to buy. His brain soaked in all kind of information, and he was able to perform little tricks that would make parents and teachers very proud of him.”You’re just jealous,” Dudley spat at me. “Because you’re not good at anything. Your marks at school are way below average, and so is your face.”Malcolm snickered, and tried to poke at the snake. Luckily, it was behind a wall of glass.I looked glumly at the animal. Perhaps I had been wrong in comparing it to Dudley. I couldn’t imagine the creature being so vicious as to hit me where it hurt the most.Not that I cared about my face, but I knew my cousin was referring to my scar.I had a scar above my right eye. It was quite big, and even criss-crossed my eyebrow. It looked a bit lightning-shaped, and I couldn’t help but think it was very hideous. According to Petunia and Vernon, I got it in the car accident where my parents had died. My aunt and uncle insisted I kept my hair long, to cover it, but no side-fringe could really hide it.And while I was not okay at people staring at it, or singling it out, I didn’t want to choose my haircuts based on one flaw of my physical appearance, so I kept my hair short the way I liked it. I had black wavy hair like my father’s, and I kept it short enough that it had not begun to curl yet. In fact, it was different from Dudley’s in texture — it was more frizzy, and harder to comb.I stared at the snake some more. I sometimes thought I could make things happen just because I wanted to.Only small things, obviously. I would have changed my whole life if I had had the power. But small coincidences happened to me, and I couldn’t ignore them. Things like, I hope today we’re leaving school early, and then the sink of the canteen would leak, and they would have to let the students go home…I tried with the snake. I really wish you could attack Dudley, I thought. Not killing him or harming him, because I was not as twisted as the Dursleys, and that was what they would have thought. No, simply giving Dudley a good scare…It was as if the snake had heard me! Suddenly, the wall of glass disappeared, and Malcolm and Dudley ran away, screaming in fright.”Mom! Dad!” Dudley was screaming. “I don’t know how, but I know Harry has something to do with it!”Vernon gave Petunia a concerned look.”If they come looking for him, we’ll have to tell him the truth,” he said. He was whispering, and thought I wouldn’t hear him.”Whatever happens,” Petunia replied. “I’m not leaving Dudley out of it, like Lily did to me.”

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