Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

"You can predict the future. That's a cheat if you ask me, isn't that right, Hannah?" Susan leaned her head forward and looked at Dudley's other side. The blonde was dressed to impress that day, a knee-length skirt, black fleece stockings, cute boots, and a blazer on top with a muffler matching Dudley's. She almost felt jealous of not having that muffler.

"That… I-I don't know. I've seen Dudley do the calculations. They take a lot of time and mental ability. I don't think it's cheating, more like… skill?" Hannah timidly replied, in her usual lack of self-confidence.

Dudley laughed and quickly wrapped one arm around Hannah's shoulder and pulled her closer. She was slightly taller than Susan, but not much different in physique, between slender and chubby, and pretty shapely around her lower parts. "See? She gets me, Susan. Now, stop trying to wriggle out of your loss and buy me the damn drink."

"Tsk… A millionaire trying to rip off a poor student," Susan complained and led Dudley and Hannah into the Three Broomsticks Inn.

The place was packed already, but they quickly found a group of Ravenclaw students at a large table and joined them. They were all friends already since Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had more classes together as compared to Gryffindor or Slytherin.

"A little room for three, please. Dudley will buy you all a drink each," Susan declared gleefully, getting back at Dudley.

She was already popular due to her aunt being a bigshot, and also for her admirable, large assets, the envy of many girls and the dream of many boys.

Dudley didn't mind spending money on such social interactions. Rather, he felt proud when any guy glanced at Susan's chest. He already knew that there were rumors about him and Susan being 'involved' and he honestly didn't care.

I've had them plenty, and they're delicious. He thought whenever his gaze met with another guy.

"But only after she buys me a Butterbeer," Dudley declared and squeezed between the Raveclaws to take a seat on the long bench.

On his right remained Hannah, but Susan had to take a seat on Hannah's further right, which left Dudley's left occupied by the Ravenclaw senior, the Head Girl in her seventh year, Penelope Clearwater, the current girlfriend of Percy Weasley.

He honestly didn't know what she saw in that guy since she was certainly a looker. Tall, blonde straight hair, a cute face, blue eyes, and a pretty fit body since she was a quidditch fanatic and tried to mimic some of it by staying fit.

On top of that, he was already friends with her since he personally saved her and Hermione from getting petrified by the Basilisk the previous year, as he did many other girls. Truly, he milked the Chamber of Secrets fiasco more than even Voldemort had planned. He was friends with a few Slytherins too because of it.

Of course, that didn't include Draco. That bastard remained a bastard to this day, always trying to get to him by mocking him as Mudblood or 'Harry's fat cousin.' Well, the girls didn't see him as a fat guy, that was clear. Muscular dadbod was in fashion.

"Hey, Penny." He used her shorter name. "How's the prep going for the NEWTs?"

Penelope grumbled and turned her face towards Dudley, "What does it look like?"

"Cute?"

"Oh, honestly, you and your flirting." She rolled her eyes, taking a long sip of Butterbeer. "No, but really—just look at these dark circles. I'm positively exhausted, Dudley. I can't imagine surviving the exam, let alone making it to the Ministry afterward."

Isn't that why I'm here in the first place?

Dudley shrugged and received the big glass of Butterbeer from a waitress then, taking a sip quickly to cleanse his throat. "I don't know why you want to join the Ministry. There's far more money to be made outside."

"More? Where exactly? I'm hardly interested in interning at some Diagon Alley shop or working at Gringotts. A Ministry position is stable, well-paid, and respectable," Penelope declared, with a hint of dreamy pride.

"Hmm…" Dudley hummed and took a short pause to look around at the table. However, he focused more on Hannah to his right side. The girl sat there silently, rarely exchanging words with Padma on the other side of the table. But he knew why she dressed to impress that day.

He hadn't touched her again ever since the last borderline threesome in that storage room. It was a part of his harmless plan, to make her crave his touch as he wanted her to come out of that self-doubting, timid persona.

"Wanna eat something, Hannah?" He asked the girl, giving her the attention she deserved for being a good girl the entire month. To praise her more, his right hand gently fell on top of her soft, squishy, fleshy left thigh. Her skirt was already bunched up, so he gained unfettered access to her creamy, stocking-covered legs. He didn't waste time and cupped his palm over the inner thighs, too close to her feminine entrance.

You wanted my attention, and now you have it.

Hannah let out a very long, heated breath. Her pale face instantly turned slightly crimson, but nobody noticed it. She gave Dudley a few side glances and then tried to act normal.

Oh? Dudley sat surprised when he felt her thighs opening up for him. This was exactly what he wanted, for her to take some initiative. Looking for some extra reward?

He quickly went further up with his hand and felt her steamy, warm core. Sadly, she wore full stockings that covered her entire legs and loins. If she'd worn only thigh-high stockings, he could have slipped in from the side of her panties.

Still, he rubbed her there on her covered cave of wonders until he felt her legs starting to squeeze his hand. Oh, how much he enjoyed that, his own manhood starting to heat up.

"Too bad, we don't have time," he whispered to Hannah. "If you can find time, I'd love to give you a thorough tour of my company office in London."

"I…" Hannah heatedly exhaled. "I'd love that."

Of course, you would. Dudley continued to fondle her damp pussy while acting normal, taking sips of his Butterbeer. Hannah did the same, silently enjoying the beer as well as his hand.

Seeing many glasses had gone empty, Dudley raised his hand and asked for another glass for everyone along with some snacks. With that, he brought his focus back to the Ravenclaw Head Girl.

"Penny, if things don't work out with the Ministry, would you consider joining my company? It's called D&D Capital—you've probably heard of it. We have both a Muggle branch and a magical one in Diagon Alley. I mostly invest in businesses, grow them, and make a profit, or sometimes sell them for a bit extra. You're really sharp, so I think you'd pick it up quickly. How does a starting salary of fifteen hundred Galleons sound?" He gave a genuine job offer to her. He really needed sharp minds to help him.

"H-How much?" Penelope was alert instantly, her back straight and sleepiness from her eyes gone.

Dudley had to lean forward a bit to hide his hand making rounds between Hannah's lovely thighs. "Fifteen hundred Galleons a year. That's about seventy-five thousand Pounds—quite decent even for a top Muggle college graduate, I'd say."

[A/N: I'm using 1 Galleon = 50 Pounds as the exchange rate. Lexicon wrote it as 1 Galleon equals 5 Pounds. That'd mean Harry gave Fred and George just 5000 Pounds. That's hardly enough to start a business.]

"What's the job about?"

"Business, calculations, reading graphs, managing assets, and investing based on my instructions. You'll be focused on the magical side," Dudley explained and took out a card from his coat pocket without stopping his other hand. "No rush on deciding now. I'll be back home for Christmas, so feel free to call me anytime."

Penelope gulped and took the business card. It was very simple, a white rectangular card with D&D Capital embossed on one side, and a phone number on the middle of the other side.

She pocketed it and looked back at Dudley. "Why me? T-That's a lot of money, Dudley."

Dudley shrugged and slowed down on Hannah's loins since Penelope's focus was on him. Then, he decided to use his occupational smooth verbal skills to derail some of Penelope's focus from him. "You're a Ravenclaw, so you've got a real knack for books and clever thinking. You're graduating soon, and I could really use someone like you right now. You're smart, and honestly, I think you're pretty gorgeous too."

"Stop with that already." Penelope blushed and shyly chuckled, looking back at the glass. "I'll think about it over the holidays. Maybe I'll discuss it with my dad once."

"That's understandable," Dudley replied and suddenly stopped touching Hannah, his absence a noticeable annoyance to her thanks to that little yelp. He finished his glass and stood up, stepping back from the long bench. "If your dad asks, just tell him that I'm worth sixty million pounds as of now, and it's just been six months since I started."

"That's a million plu—" As expected from a Ravenclaw, Penelope quickly roughly converted that amount to Galleons and gasped in shock. "In six months?"

"Penny, believe it or not, that's the truth." Dudley shrugged and looked at Hannah once, trying to make her understand to follow him along. "If your mum or dad have any concerns, they can come by my office in London. I'd be more than happy to show them around. Anyway, I'll go now, gotta pack my stuff."

Dudley took a few steps away from the table, waving at the other occupants like Padma. But then he noticed Susan elbowing Hannah and whispering something into her ear all the while winking at him.

As expected, Hannah stood up right away and excused herself.

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