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Chapter 8: “What am I supposed to say to that?”

He sighed to himself when people turned to stare, was this going to happen every time he stepped in a room? He took a seat at his desk ignoring the stares.

“Hello, I’ll get right to the lesson, can anyone tell me what a dementor is?” Professor Gating, Dudley assumed, looked alot like his son or rather his son looked like him. Hands shot up.

“Yes?” Professor pointed to a boy.

“They used to guard the wizarding prison” he said.

“Ghostly figures that steal your soul” another boy added.

“Can anyone tell me the dictionary definition of a dementor?” he asked, Dudley raised his hand “ah” he prompted him.

“A creature manifested of bone and skin that feeds off of misery, the dementor’s kiss is not literally stealing one’s soul but taking memory of happiness” he said.

“Very good, Mr. Evans, has anyone seen one?” he asked, nobody raised their hands but Dudley did. “I see, you’re lucky to be here then” he said and Dudley nodded simply. The day was simply talking about dementors and the advantages of a patronus and that they would begin to learn the charm the next time they had class. They were told to get up and find a partner and as Dudley stood up he found someone standing in front of him. Dudley looked up, spotting heeled boots laced expertly but that was pretty much the only thing out of school code.

Neatly worn skirt and thigh high stockings, white shirt with a pressed tie with Hufflepuff colors. Artificially red hair but if she didn’t wear it like she owned it, Dudley would eat his shoe. She wore makeup but she clearly didn’t need it with model high cheek bones and severe eye shape giving a cat's eye flare.

Her lips were a dark maroon, fitting her hair “you’ll be my partner” she said, not quite a demand or a question. Dudley sat back down and nodded, glancing at two boys who snickered his way.

“Looks like the ice queen found a new toy” the girl had clearly heard them but only pressed her lips together, dignified even with the thoughtless comments. She cleared her throat “my name’s Iris Jackson, Dudley Evans was it?” she asked.

Dudley squirmed a little nervous “y-yes.”

“Right, let’s get started” she said opening her book to a page with the reading and Dudley got out some parchment to write things down.

“So Dudley, how do you like Hogwarts?” she asked pointing out words for him to write on parchment.

“It’s good, potions was fun” he replied.

She was quiet then and Dudley wrote in silence glancing over at her. She didn’t look happy, he jumped when her fist hit the table. “What am I supposed to say to that?” she asked.

“I don’t...” Dudley was terribly confused and his eyes shimmered a mixture of colors.

“You’re not supposed to just end a sentence like that, you’re supposed to ask a question to me like ‘how was your day’ and then we go back and forth. That’s how a conversation is started” she said sharply.

Dudley went red as students around them snickered “I’m sorry” he said.

She huffed and started back on her the work and Dudley slumped a little then looked toward her, making her eyes slide to look at him. “S-So how was your day?” he asked, his lips pressed closely together to keep from laughing.

She smiled slowly and silently giggled, her face red “it was good” she said with a completely straight face and they both snickered.

“So what was your first class of the year?” he asked.

“Transfiguration, took no time to dawdle as always, we transfigured tree roots into chester drawers” she said.

“Ah, bet that had you stumped” he said.

“Oh no, it was quite easy for m- oh, that was really quite awful” she laughed then frowned disapprovingly.

“Yes well, I do aim to be as terrible as possible” he said raising his eyebrows “I can do a Jekyll and Hyde impression very well too” he added changing one of his eyes green and the other brown, scrunching up the green side.

“Oh bravo” she said, smiling.

“I’m glad you got that reference” he stated simply then they continued to chat and work until class was dismissed. He walked out with her asking if she had lunch now.

“No, I have Lunch after Runes” she said then her eyes moved to a boy passing them. Dudley followed her gaze to the boy, he was cute he guessed with blonde hair and slightly skinny. He glanced back at her again “do you like him?” he asked.

Iris turned to him and her cheeks burned and he smirked “he’s terrified of me” she said.

“You come on a little strong” he said.

“Why shouldn’t I?” she asked “I’m good looking and smart” she said. She stated it simply with nothing but real confidence behind it. Dudley saw through in that she didn’t say it to be braggish but just simple confidence.

“You are” he agreed “but, maybe if you used some of that confidence to talk to him. And maybe tone it down” he added.

“Um… yeah, okay” she nodded then looked at Dudley “are you gay?” she asked.

Dudley looked at her then hummed “maybe, I don’t know” he said.

"I just wondered, most boys seem to enjoy staring at my boobs more than you seem to.." He looked at her chest and legs, yup, nice body but he didn't exactly fixate on it.

“Nice rack” he said completely straight faced and she laughed and swatted at his arm.

“Oh Merlin, what happened to being shy” she said, her cheeks warmed.

“When I meet new people, then I get to know them and my mouth filter flies out window” he said.

“I can see that” she muttered “well, I’ve got a class to get to, I’ll talk to you at dinner hopefully, bye” she said walking towards the stairs.

Dudley walked to the Great Hall feeling great, he’d already made two new friends. He had a big smile on his face when he bounded up to James and sat next to him. “Good day?” James asked seeing his cheerful mood.

“Uhuh, I met two people today” he said cheerfully, James ruffled his hair and placed a sandwich on his plate when he ate without another word to James.

“You’re in a good mood” Rica said with a bit of surprise as she sat down across from him and watched him get ladle of soup to go with half of sandwich.

“Made two new friends today and I get to do an advanced studies in Potions” he said nearly bursting with excitement.

“That’s great, Dudley” Damian’s voice came into range then sat down across from him by Rica.

“I know” he chirped biting into his sandwich, he caught a reflection in his soup. His eyes were a golden honey color, once he was done with his sandwich he finished his soup and got a biscuit and put some jam on it. He was so happy he hummed.

“You’re adorable” Rica deadpanned then smiled a little “no doubt the cutest being in the history of all wizards, I need to hug you right now” she said stepping onto the table and then on the seat like stairs to get to him.

Dudley blushed but didn’t refuse the hug, it was an honest to Merlin hug of close kind where molecules touched and no awkward-nonsense. “Thanks” he said still bashful and James kissed his head before getting up.

“I’ve got to run to the library to help Fred with his homework since he didn’t finish the rest over summer. I’ll see you later” he said.

“‘Kay” Dudley said smiling a little at the affection he was being given at the moment.

“So adorableness aside, which I fully support” Damian added causing Dudley to flush again “what kind of advanced studying are you going to be doing?” he asked.

“Just doing some potion assigned each week and maybe training with a battlefield healer” he said.

“Is that what you want to do?” he asked interested.

“Maybe, I’m not sure yet” Dudley said.

“I’m sure you’ll do great since you’re so smart” Damian said, Dudley smiled even more if that was even possible. The rest of Dudley’s day went really well, he finished his potions essay and his notes on a patronus then got to read for fun on books with his free period and hung out with Iris later that day and met her friends too.

Interestingly enough, in the next few it would get a little more interesting.

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Chapter 8: “What am I supposed to say to that?”

He sighed to himself when people turned to stare, was this going to happen every time he stepped in a room? He took a seat at his desk ignoring the stares.

“Hello, I’ll get right to the lesson, can anyone tell me what a dementor is?” Professor Gating, Dudley assumed, looked alot like his son or rather his son looked like him. Hands shot up.

“Yes?” Professor pointed to a boy.

“They used to guard the wizarding prison” he said.

“Ghostly figures that steal your soul” another boy added.

“Can anyone tell me the dictionary definition of a dementor?” he asked, Dudley raised his hand “ah” he prompted him.

“A creature manifested of bone and skin that feeds off of misery, the dementor’s kiss is not literally stealing one’s soul but taking memory of happiness” he said.

“Very good, Mr. Evans, has anyone seen one?” he asked, nobody raised their hands but Dudley did. “I see, you’re lucky to be here then” he said and Dudley nodded simply. The day was simply talking about dementors and the advantages of a patronus and that they would begin to learn the charm the next time they had class. They were told to get up and find a partner and as Dudley stood up he found someone standing in front of him. Dudley looked up, spotting heeled boots laced expertly but that was pretty much the only thing out of school code.

Neatly worn skirt and thigh high stockings, white shirt with a pressed tie with Hufflepuff colors. Artificially red hair but if she didn’t wear it like she owned it, Dudley would eat his shoe. She wore makeup but she clearly didn’t need it with model high cheek bones and severe eye shape giving a cat's eye flare.

Her lips were a dark maroon, fitting her hair “you’ll be my partner” she said, not quite a demand or a question. Dudley sat back down and nodded, glancing at two boys who snickered his way.

“Looks like the ice queen found a new toy” the girl had clearly heard them but only pressed her lips together, dignified even with the thoughtless comments. She cleared her throat “my name’s Iris Jackson, Dudley Evans was it?” she asked.

Dudley squirmed a little nervous “y-yes.”

“Right, let’s get started” she said opening her book to a page with the reading and Dudley got out some parchment to write things down.

“So Dudley, how do you like Hogwarts?” she asked pointing out words for him to write on parchment.

“It’s good, potions was fun” he replied.

She was quiet then and Dudley wrote in silence glancing over at her. She didn’t look happy, he jumped when her fist hit the table. “What am I supposed to say to that?” she asked.

“I don’t...” Dudley was terribly confused and his eyes shimmered a mixture of colors.

“You’re not supposed to just end a sentence like that, you’re supposed to ask a question to me like ‘how was your day’ and then we go back and forth. That’s how a conversation is started” she said sharply.

Dudley went red as students around them snickered “I’m sorry” he said.

She huffed and started back on her the work and Dudley slumped a little then looked toward her, making her eyes slide to look at him. “S-So how was your day?” he asked, his lips pressed closely together to keep from laughing.

She smiled slowly and silently giggled, her face red “it was good” she said with a completely straight face and they both snickered.

“So what was your first class of the year?” he asked.

“Transfiguration, took no time to dawdle as always, we transfigured tree roots into chester drawers” she said.

“Ah, bet that had you stumped” he said.

“Oh no, it was quite easy for m- oh, that was really quite awful” she laughed then frowned disapprovingly.

“Yes well, I do aim to be as terrible as possible” he said raising his eyebrows “I can do a Jekyll and Hyde impression very well too” he added changing one of his eyes green and the other brown, scrunching up the green side.

“Oh bravo” she said, smiling.

“I’m glad you got that reference” he stated simply then they continued to chat and work until class was dismissed. He walked out with her asking if she had lunch now.

“No, I have Lunch after Runes” she said then her eyes moved to a boy passing them. Dudley followed her gaze to the boy, he was cute he guessed with blonde hair and slightly skinny. He glanced back at her again “do you like him?” he asked.

Iris turned to him and her cheeks burned and he smirked “he’s terrified of me” she said.

“You come on a little strong” he said.

“Why shouldn’t I?” she asked “I’m good looking and smart” she said. She stated it simply with nothing but real confidence behind it. Dudley saw through in that she didn’t say it to be braggish but just simple confidence.

“You are” he agreed “but, maybe if you used some of that confidence to talk to him. And maybe tone it down” he added.

“Um… yeah, okay” she nodded then looked at Dudley “are you gay?” she asked.

Dudley looked at her then hummed “maybe, I don’t know” he said.

"I just wondered, most boys seem to enjoy staring at my boobs more than you seem to.." He looked at her chest and legs, yup, nice body but he didn't exactly fixate on it.

“Nice rack” he said completely straight faced and she laughed and swatted at his arm.

“Oh Merlin, what happened to being shy” she said, her cheeks warmed.

“When I meet new people, then I get to know them and my mouth filter flies out window” he said.

“I can see that” she muttered “well, I’ve got a class to get to, I’ll talk to you at dinner hopefully, bye” she said walking towards the stairs.

Dudley walked to the Great Hall feeling great, he’d already made two new friends. He had a big smile on his face when he bounded up to James and sat next to him. “Good day?” James asked seeing his cheerful mood.

“Uhuh, I met two people today” he said cheerfully, James ruffled his hair and placed a sandwich on his plate when he ate without another word to James.

“You’re in a good mood” Rica said with a bit of surprise as she sat down across from him and watched him get ladle of soup to go with half of sandwich.

“Made two new friends today and I get to do an advanced studies in Potions” he said nearly bursting with excitement.

“That’s great, Dudley” Damian’s voice came into range then sat down across from him by Rica.

“I know” he chirped biting into his sandwich, he caught a reflection in his soup. His eyes were a golden honey color, once he was done with his sandwich he finished his soup and got a biscuit and put some jam on it. He was so happy he hummed.

“You’re adorable” Rica deadpanned then smiled a little “no doubt the cutest being in the history of all wizards, I need to hug you right now” she said stepping onto the table and then on the seat like stairs to get to him.

Dudley blushed but didn’t refuse the hug, it was an honest to Merlin hug of close kind where molecules touched and no awkward-nonsense. “Thanks” he said still bashful and James kissed his head before getting up.

“I’ve got to run to the library to help Fred with his homework since he didn’t finish the rest over summer. I’ll see you later” he said.

“‘Kay” Dudley said smiling a little at the affection he was being given at the moment.

“So adorableness aside, which I fully support” Damian added causing Dudley to flush again “what kind of advanced studying are you going to be doing?” he asked.

“Just doing some potion assigned each week and maybe training with a battlefield healer” he said.

“Is that what you want to do?” he asked interested.

“Maybe, I’m not sure yet” Dudley said.

“I’m sure you’ll do great since you’re so smart” Damian said, Dudley smiled even more if that was even possible. The rest of Dudley’s day went really well, he finished his potions essay and his notes on a patronus then got to read for fun on books with his free period and hung out with Iris later that day and met her friends too.

Interestingly enough, in the next few it would get a little more interesting.