[HP] If Dudley had a sister

"Dear Mr. Headmaster, I am very pleased to receive the acceptance letter from your school. My cousin and I both received the acceptance letter, but neither of us know how to buy those 'magic paraphernalia', you know, we I've never heard of it before. By the way, will the people who receive and live together at the same time be assigned to the same class..."

— A letter from Harry Potter

"Boom—boom—" The violent knock on the door woke the Dursleys from their sleep.

Vernon scrambled out with a rifle in his arms, watching in horror as the door shook violently.Vernon swallowed, stood in front of his wife and children, and shouted, "Who's that at the door? I warn you—I have a gun!"

Deborah stepped forward and opened the door directly.

"Deborah—!"

"Oh my god my little princess what are you doing!"

A burly man stood at the door.His face is almost completely concealed by long unkempt hair and a thick, tangled beard, but you can still see his black beetle-like eyes glowing beneath the hair.Seeing such a person standing next to her weak little princess, Petunia screamed again.

"Could you give us a cup of hot tea? It's not easy to go this far." The giant just finished speaking when he saw the little girl standing in front of him, so he lowered his head and said to her, "Oh, lovely little girl." , can make a—”

When Deborah looked up at him, his expression froze.Tears began to well up in the giant's eyes, and his voice became choked up: "Lily?"

Hearing the name "Lily", Petunia reacted instantly.She quickly pulled Deborah back to her.

"I'm not 'Lily'." Deborah said what she wanted to say in the first three episodes, "My name is Deborah Dursley, and Lily is my aunt."

"Sorry, because you look so much like her," the giant sobbed.

"This is Harry!" The giant saw Harry standing not far away, and the tears that had stopped seemed to start to flow out again.

Harry looked up at his fierce, savage, disfigured face, his beetle-like eyes narrowed into a nostalgic, sad smile. "Last time I saw you, you were little Fluffy," said the giant. "You look like your father. You have eyes like your mother."

Both the Dursleys and Dudley were sure it was from the wizarding school, but they both moved chairs and sat in the living room—they were worried that Deborah would be alone.Harry and Deborah sat together, while the Giant filled three-quarters of the way on a divan, which was deeply sunken.

"Is it too late to regret it now?" Vernon couldn't help muttering.

"Anyway—Harry," said the Giant at last, his sentimentality had ceased, "very happy birthday to you. I've got something for you here—I may have crushed it in places, but it still tastes the same."

He took out a slightly squashed box from the inner pocket of his black coat.Harry opened it with trembling fingers, and inside the box was a big sticky chocolate cake.In green syrup it says: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY.

Birthday.

Not many people said happy birthday to Harry that day, except for Deborah and some of his friends at school, and Dudley never said anything he thought was disgusting.Petunia and Vernon naturally didn't prepare dozens of gifts for the weird child they didn't like very much from the beginning, but Petunia still made a lot of dishes from morning to night-all Harry liked .

Deborah gave Harry a pen, and Harry felt a little guilty, because except for the last two years when he had pocket money to buy gifts for Deborah, in the past few years he just said "birthday" orally or on greeting cards. hapiness".

Harry looked up at the giant.He originally wanted to thank him, but the words disappeared from his lips, and he blurted out, "Who are you?" The servant giggled.

"Honestly, I haven't introduced myself to you yet. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Gamekeeper at Hogwarts."

He reached out a giant hand and took Harry's entire arm.

Deborah looked at Harry and Hagrid chatting happily with a smile. Hagrid was the first person to bring news about his parents to Harry. The happiest and most excited expression in years.

In the first three weeks, Hagrid was very friendly to Deborah, maybe because Hagrid was friendly to almost every Hogwarts child (except Slytherin who despised his blood), maybe because She looks like Lily.

First week Deborah didn't like Hagrid at first, because she thought he was very - unreliable.In the book, she once complained about why Hagrid told others the way to crack the guard of an important item so easily?What if Harry wasn't really a Death Eater asking those questions?

Later, because Hagrid really took care of her all the time, she slowly changed her inherent arrogant thoughts.

"So you're coming back tomorrow?" Deborah was pulled from memory by Harry's voice.

"Yes. It's too late. We still have a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I'll go first." Hagrid said.

Harry woke up early the next morning, a little excited.The Dursleys still hated it, but they got up early to prepare breakfast for Harry and Deborah, and Dudley continued to sleep in the room.

"Are you nervous?" Harry asked, turning to Deborah, who was sitting next to him.

"Me? Why?" Deborah cut the omelet into small pieces with a steady knife.

"But this is a magic school!"

"Well... a little excited?" Deborah said.But she went through three weeks of shopping, and she really lost interest in the fourth week.The memories she kept were—a lot of things, a lot of things, a lot of things.

It's super tiring to hold it!

"Don't talk so much while eating." Petunia's complexion was a little dark. She didn't like to blame the boy to discuss magic with her daughter, which would make her feel that Deborah would only get too close to Harry. into that world.

When Hagrid came to pick them up, he and Petunia nodded, which surprised Deborah, because it was the first time she had seen Hagrid and the Dursleys maintain a semblance of decorum.They went to the bar first, as before, and Deborah watched Harry shake hands with everyone in the bar, pretending to be a little surprised.

Harry, on the other hand, was delighted to have such an experience that made him imposing in front of Deborah.

When Harry asked what Gringotts was, Deborah blurted out "It's a bank for wizards run by goblins in the wizarding world."

"How do you know?" Hagrid and Harry were a little surprised at the time.

"Uh—my mother told me that, she heard a kid tell her sister that." Deborah hurriedly explained.

"Oh... Lily..." Hagrid's expression fell into sadness again.

Hagrid helped the Potters take out the inheritance left to Harry by the Potters, and then exchanged the Muggle currency given by the Dursleys with the currency of the wizarding world.When Hagrid went to the Leaky Cauldron to have a drink, Harry and Deborah said they would go out and buy uniforms.

After Hagrid left her sight, Deborah said to Harry: "I still want to follow Hagrid, Harry, you go first."

"what?"

"Hagrid doesn't look very well, does he? I'll go see him," said Deborah.

"Then I'll go with you."

"No need. You can buy the uniform first." Deborah ran away quickly after she finished speaking.

She really didn't want to see Draco Malfoy.

The bad boy who worships pure blood!Deborah thought angrily.

If Deborah and Harry stepped into Madam Malkin's robe shop together now, it was inevitable that they would meet that proud little Slytherin, who would ask them about their parentage in a haughty tone.

Every week Deborah can only tell him that her parents are Muggles.

Deborah isn't ashamed of it, but that doesn't mean she's good-natured enough to accept a kid's disdainful and mocking looks—and sarcasm, by the way—for four weeks in a row.

In the first week, Deborah was still trying to get along with him, probably because she read too much fanfiction. She was sure that Draco would take care of girls, and he was very arrogant and kind inside—it’s all bullshit okay!

There's never been a week when Deborah hasn't been called a "Mudblood" by Draco.

In the first episode, Slytherin also laughed at her toad who wanted to eat swan meat, and actually tried to match the heir of the Malfoy family.

The more Deborah thought about Draco, the more unhappy she became. She was walking alone on the street of Diagon Alley, and then she saw a shop with several people coming and going-it was a cat shop.

"Are you here to buy pets too?" A brown-haired boy asked friendlyly when he saw Deborah who was also standing at the door.

"No, I'm just here to see," Deborah replied.She knew Hagrid would give her and Harry two owls.

"I thought about whether to buy an owl or a cat. The owl is very handsome, but the cat is also very cute. Later, the professor who brought me disliked me for trouble, so I made a decision right away." The boy continued, "Speaking of which, is there no professor following you? But no better, my professor looks terribly scary... oh here he comes!"

Deborah turned her head subconsciously, and saw a man in a black robe, with oily black hair, an aquiline nose, and sallow skin—it was Snape.

Deborah suddenly held her breath for some reason, she was a little nervous and scared, or the whole Hogwarts students would be like this when they saw him.Snape also obviously saw Deborah, he slowly looked down at the little girl who was several heads shorter than himself, and when he saw her face, his expression instantly became astonished - Deborah knew he remembered who.

The boy was a little overwhelmed by the atmosphere, but Deborah smiled reluctantly: "Hello, Professor?"

Snape's expression was ever-changing. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. After a long time, he slowly changed back to that expressionless "old bat".

"I don't think you are a child of a pure-blood family." Snape said slowly, and he looked at Deborah's Muggle clothes.

"Ah... no, I'm not."

"Then, please tell the honorable lady, where is the teacher who took you shopping? Don't tell me that you are stupidly sneaking out for a stroll." Snape's tone was full of habitual mockery.

"I know the way—"

"A Muggle-born telling me I know my way?!" Snape exclaimed. "A stupid Gryffindor with a troll in his head—"

Speaking of Gryffindor, he saw Deborah's face and suddenly stopped talking.

When Deborah thought it would be so embarrassing, Snape said aloud, "Then lady who knows the way, why did you come here?"

"Uh..." Deborah was embarrassed to say that she didn't look at the road because she was too preoccupied when she left, so she lied, "I want to see the cat."

"Oh—" Snape made a mocking sound, his black eyes still unfathomable, and while Deborah's heart was pounding, he walked into the cat shop again.

"Don't be afraid." The brown-haired boy on the side finally dared to comfort Deborah, "You are also a student, so he shouldn't make things difficult for you... right?"

Deborah laughed dryly.

She had met Snape for the first time in school before.

Sometimes Snape saw her in Sorting, sometimes in Potions class.

How should I put it... because Snape is not as handsome as in the movie, so Deborah doesn't want to whore?

Every time Snape saw Deborah's expression was wonderful, even after four weeks, Deborah was still not used to it.

Deborah thought her face would make Snape take care of herself a bit - it turned out not at all.

Unlike Harry and the Dursleys in the first week, he never regarded Deborah as the little lily in his heart.

In the same way that Snape had never been too kind to Harry because he was Lily's son and had Lily's eyes, Snape treated Deborah like every Gryffindor he hated.Deborah was wiped out of her mind by hatred when she was only three weeks old, and Snape reminded her once because of this, by the way - look at your eyes now, your eyes, they are so ugly.

Maybe it was because Harry's eyes and Deborah's face would easily remind Snape of Lily, so Snape would never refrain from thinking of her because of them, the perfect double agent would always want to think of Lily. Lily will only be remembered when he is in love with her. When he doesn't want to, no one can easily wake up his memory.

Probably, Deborah guessed, because when Snape thought of Lily, it was more painful than happy memories?

Those memories of arguing with Lily, the memories of calling Lily a mudblood, the memories of breaking up with Lily, and...the memories of Lily's death.

Deborah, who was thinking about this, felt that it didn't take long before she saw Snape coming out of the cat shop.He was holding a cute cat that didn't match his appearance, and threw it into Deborah's arms in a daze.

"Thanks...?" Deborah said hesitantly.

"Turn around and go straight ahead, turn left is the robe shop." Snape sneered, "You better hope you don't meet me next time you do these stupid Gryffindor things, or you pray May you deduct less than ten points from the academy."

The author has something to say: There was a language error before, so I reiterate it now!Currently confirmed candidates are - Cedric.

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Lupine, I really want to whore, but I don't know if I can do it successfully...Harry, I should be able to whore because it's easy to write...

The branching school will probably be the next chapter... Oh, by the way, I won't tell you which school the heroine will enter this time.

As for the object of whoring, I probably have some doubts in my heart.Why do some people think that the heroine I wrote is not Sue!She is super su!Super super super Su's!Wouldn't Su be able to time travel?Wouldn't Su start Zhoumu again?Wouldn't Sue be liked by several boys when she was in school! !

Wouldn't Su travel across time and meet Riddle?

I really want to write about the heroine Mary Sue!It's just probably reasonable.

Everyone likes different people in their hearts, so they like different people with the heroine. How should I put it, I hope everyone can read the article with the mentality of "the heroine is happy" and "you are happy".No matter how the plot develops, don't guess who will be with the heroine until the end - and the big deal is that the main world will be the main family and friendship and then the ending will be divided.