Who: Dudleyukr & Harrycolour Where: Dudley's room When: Saturday times What: Talking? Dudley being Dudley...THINGS Warnings: None likely.
Dudley still wasn't comfortable. The things that he'd been told, he should have remembered. There were still people out there that would hurt him because he was a muggle. Muggle was a stupid word. He'd always thought so...but they'd not been harmed for being muggles in a while. You had to be against Voldemort to get in trouble. Not only that but that doll was staring at him. He knew he was supposed to be nice to it...but it was just staring.
He stared back for a long moment before saying, "Hi..." And now he was talking to an inanimate object. Great. This was going great. It was going to try to kill him soon. "So...I'm going to go uh...over there now." He pointed toward the door and moved to stand by it awkwardly. Yes. He'd wait for Harry to show up and hopefully he'd still be alive by the time Harry showed up.
He wondered idly how Harry would react to the change in appearance and the difference in the way he acted around other people. All of this was...ridiculous, really. Harry, the cousin he hadn't seen for years and hadn't exactly been nice to at all wanted to see him. Not to mention the fact that he was nervous. Really, it was stupid.
Sighing, he looked in the direction of the doll again. "If you could keep from trying to kill me, that would be brilliant."