[HP] If Dudley had a sister

Sirius has been getting busy since his physical recovery and his mind was slowly healed by his godson. He was arranged by Dumbledore to secretly search for Voldemort's other Horcruxes with others.During the summer vacation, Harry visited and stayed at the Dursley’s, Black’s, and Weasley’s homes. On his birthday this time, he was no longer alone. He received blessings from many people. odd postcard.

Sirius gave Harry a new broomstick, a Nimbus 2002.

One morning, when Deborah went downstairs to breakfast, Vernon, Petunia, Dudley and Harry were already sitting at the table in the dining room, watching a new brand-name TV set that Dudley had given back. Dudley had been complaining loudly about the long walk from the refrigerator in the dining room to the TV in the living room.Petunia bought a trunk of new clothes for Deborah - she thought wizarding clothes were weird and tacky.

Vernon finished his tea, looked at his watch and said, "I'm leaving soon, Petunia, Maggie's train arrives at ten o'clock."

Harry was thinking about the broom maintenance box upstairs when he woke up with a start. "Aunt Marge?" He blurted out, "Isn't she here?" Deborah pursed her lips. She knew that Maggie would come to the Dursleys for a week at this time every week.

Vernon began impatiently announcing one "rule" after another to Harry when facing Maggie.

"My little one." Petunia came over and hugged Deborah. "Your aunt didn't know you went to the magic school—so you said you went to the same school as your brother, okay?"

Deborah nodded silently.

It is very difficult for the Dursleys to change their stereotypes of more than ten years. Petunia and Vernon, because she no longer hates things in the magic world and Harry, but they dare not let others know that their daughter is different. In fact, Petunia talked to Deborah more than once, hoping that she would not become a wizard after graduating from magic school, and that she could work in her father's company even without a degree, marry an ordinary person, and live an ordinary life. Life.

"In our third year at Hogwarts, we can go in and visit those villages," Harry said to his uncle before Vernon left.

"So what?" he said, taking the car keys from a hook by the door.

"I want you to sign the consent form."

Vernon raised his eyebrows, walked to the restaurant and asked Deborah, "Do you have any consent form that we need to sign?"

Deborah nodded.

"I'll sign with you when I come back." Vernon left without looking back.Harry froze for a moment, and stuffed the consent form back into his pocket.

Vernon quickly brought his sister back from the station.Maggie looked a lot like Vernon, stocky, with a purple face and a beard, but not as bushy as Vernon's, and she carried a big suitcase in one hand, and under the box stood the vicious old wolfhound .

"Where's my lovely Dudley and Deborah?" cried Maggie. "Where are they?"

Dudley staggered into the living room, Deborah following him.Maggie hugged the two of them tightly with both hands, and kissed each of their faces. Deborah thought she could smell the perfume on her body.

When Maggie let them go, both siblings had a new twenty pound note in their hands.

Maggie began to complain to Vernon about the "rude" people she encountered in the car that she couldn't stand. Like her brother, she liked to complain, complain about the weather, and complain about the neighbors.She loves to grumble about Harry, and even though Harry is her least favorite child, she loves pointing at him in front of him.In the first episode, Maggie also didn't like Deborah who defended Harry's disrespect for his parents. She once suggested sending Deborah to a girls' high school with strict discipline. She felt that Deborah was not well-behaved enough and needed to be reformed.

"You shouldn't be so nice to the kid, Vernon," Maggie said over lunch the next day. "Look at these dogs, if the bitch has a problem, the dog has a problem—"

"Maggie!" Petunia screamed, and Deborah froze for a moment, because according to history, Harry's magic riot would follow, and then the cup in Maggie's hand burst.

Maggie and Penny are on good terms, at least on the surface.She saw that Petunia was dissatisfied, and remembered that Harry's mother was her sister. Although she didn't take Petunia's reaction seriously, she didn't continue to call Lily a bitch.

She asked instead: "That Potter, you didn't tell me what he does?"

Petunia began to be evasive, and in fact, when Maggie was angry with Petunia or Harry, she tended to point out Lily and her husband, two people who were not on the stage.

"He—" Vernon glanced at Harry, "has no job."

"There wasn't one, but then I became a cop who caught criminals." Deborah said with a smile, winking at her father.Vernon understood, and continued: "Yes, it came later."

Maggie wiped her chin with her sleeve: "Can any street gangster or worthless beggar be a police officer now—I'm really worried about the security here."

"He's not like that," Harry said suddenly, and the table fell silent.Deborah looked at Harry with some concern, although she thought Harry was right.

Maggie stared at Harry with bloody eyes: "Kid, go on, are you proud of your parents? They were hit by a car and killed, probably drunk driving, I think—"

"They didn't die in a car accident," said Harry, already standing up.

"They died in a car accident, you nasty liar. And you are a burden to them, bad relative. You keep doing many weird things, and instead of thanking Dade, you curse your relatives." Ma Ji scolded sharply, full of frenzy.

"Maggie! Stop talking!" It was Vernon who said, "I never told you that they gave us money—in fact, it was a lot of money, so my company can grow better."

Maggie didn't expect her younger brother to refute her. She stood up angrily, pointed at Vernon and yelled, "Are you blindfolded by this little bastard?! Remember, what kind of parents don't What kind of children are there!"

Vernon didn't speak, and he seemed a little annoyed at his behavior.Petunia stood up slowly, reassuring Maggie and her husband.

"Lily is a fine person," she said finally.

Deborah stared blankly at the development of things she hadn't seen before. Petunia and Maggie started arguing. Maggie seemed to think that Harry, the devil, had used strange magic to confuse the entire Dursley family. She returned to the room angrily. , The next day never talked about what happened today.Deborah looked over at Harry as they argued -- his head was down so that it was impossible to see.

For Deborah, it was a small episode of summer vacation.She soon ushered in her third year at Hogwarts.

Deborah, wearing the new light blue skirt Penny had bought her, walked the aisle of the train with the trio looking for seats, but all the cars were packed except the last one.There was only one person here, a man sitting by the window.He was wearing a very crappy wizard's suit with a few patches.He looked as if he was tired or sick.

He looked a little haggard, but that didn't stop his gentle demeanor.

"Professor Lupine," Deborah said.

"How do you know?" Ron asked.Hermione helped Deborah answer, and she pointed to a small wooden box in Lupine's luggage. His name "Professor Lupine" was a little peeled off, and it was written on the corner of the wooden box.

The man continued to sleep, occupying a seat, and there were no room for five people in the carriage. Deborah thought about leaving by herself to find an empty carriage. Finally, Hermione suggested that Deborah could squeeze together with her, and it would be okay to sit on her lap .Thinking of the crowded train just now, Deborah agreed.

They started talking about Hogsmeade, and even then the man was still not awakened.

Until the carriage was suddenly opened, Sirius laughed and shouted loudly: "Harry - I heard that you are here!"

"Quiet!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

It looks like Professor Lupine has finally woken up.

"Moon face! You have really become a Hogwarts professor—" Sirius showed a surprised expression, he rushed up and punched Lupine hard on the shoulder, his eyes were a little red, and the person sitting next to him Ron felt as if he, too, felt a sense of oppression.

Deborah suddenly felt slightly sad—they hadn't seen each other for so long.

In the former Gryffindor hijackers group of four, one died protecting his wife, one became a traitor, one was falsely accused of entering Azkaban, and one wandered as a werewolf.

Harry was a little overwhelmed by his godfather's violent reaction, and Lupine smiled and said, "Hello, Harry. Long time no see."

He said the same thing as Sirius saw him, which made him sure that this was also his father's old friend.

The two men began to chat freely, Sirius kept showing off how good Harry is now, how much like James, how good at Quidditch, and that Snape who was once hated by them still has a how annoying...

"I remember you once having a rabbit secretly," said Lupine.

When Deborah heard it, she whispered in Harry's ear, "I didn't expect your godfather to have rabbits. I thought he would have owls or something."

Sirius gritted his teeth: "I can't keep a rabbit! But that rabbit is in trouble, it's self-willed and doesn't listen to its master——"

"Don't you like it very much?" Lupine smiled, turned his head, and noticed Deborah who had just been secretly talking about Sirius.

He himself looked at Deborah's face with a surprised expression: "You..."

"My name is Deborah, Deborah Dursley," said Deborah.

Lupine showed nostalgic and emotional expressions. He seemed to see the distant past through Deborah's face, but it was strange that Deborah felt that he did not see himself as Lily.

He seemed to be looking at the past through his own face.

The author has something to say: a small theater without logic and irrelevant to the text

Disgusting Mudblood.

Draco always felt that way.

Only pure-blood wizards should be able to enter the school, and the lowly Muggle-born wizards should just stay with Muggles honestly.

He's always felt that way.

So he hated Deborah Dursley, the Muggle-born wizard.

But he was attracted to her again.

She was beautiful, and even Blaise would agree with that.She's excellent, although she's always inferior to Hermione Granger.Draco had thought more than once that it would be great if she was a pureblood -- she would wear a luxurious gown and dance like a butterfly in the pureblood ball, she would become long-sleeved and dance, standing in his Instead of staying with that arrogant scar-headed, poor Weasley all day long.

Draco kept bugging her until sixth grade.

The great Dark Lord took a fancy to his strength and gave him the task of infinite glory.

He had assassinated Dumbledore with the help of his godfather, but his hands were shaking, his heart was shaking—he wanted to stop.But Draco knew that he did not dare to resist the Dark Lord, and his father did not dare to resist the Dark Lord, so he silently obeyed the Dark Lord, until he ran into Deborah on a mission.

The beautiful blond girl used a magic spell to hide in the grass, but was accidentally caught by him.Her long, dazzling blond hair was dulled by the mix of dirt and blades of grass, a color Draco didn't like, and he applied a cleanse with his wand.

"If you still have a little conscience, then let me go, you can't beat me." The girl said fiercely.

Draco hesitated, he knew his level of enchantment, but he also knew how much the Dark Lord would punish him for letting the girl go here.He raised his wand, and the girl did the same, but her hands were shaking—Draco suddenly understood why, the girl was underage, she cast spells and the Ministry of Magic would detect her, and the Ministry of Magic was now covered by the Dark Lord controlled.

Draco showed a clear smile, which made the girl a little uneasy. He lifted the girl's chin with his wand, looked at the girl's face carefully, then lowered his head slightly, and kissed the place he had always wanted.

"Disillusionment—"

Run away, I have never seen you, and others cannot see you because of the spell.

Don't ask why Deborah met Malfoy (serious face) when she was alone and why she didn't use spells. If Malfoy likes her, it means that the whole theater is illogical!Because a comment made me find this brain hole very cool...?

Really irrelevant to the text, I don't like to abuse my daughter, so I won't let her be with Draco.A ruthless person like Lucius would not allow his son to marry a mudblood. Isn't a pureblood like Astoria also rejected by Malfoy and Narcissa because of his protection of Muggles? ?