Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

He appreciated Susan's endless quest to slowly corrupt Hannah. She deserves a reward too, but later.

Soon enough, Dudley and Hannah walked shoulder to shoulder, taking a longer way back towards Hogwarts. Instead, both of them knew that they were taking a rather 'isolated' route.

"I hope I didn't annoy you back in there." Dudley broke the ice and erased her shy, embarrassed silence. "I just… I couldn't stop myself from—"

"I liked it!" Hannah blurted.

I know that already, girl. And god, she looks cute when embarrassed.

He chuckled and stepped closer to her side and silently took her hand in his. Thanks to coming out of the Three Broomsticks abruptly, both didn't wear their gloves, so the touch of that skin heat was welcomed.

She's blushing red. He noticed her face and let her be. Instead, he admired her looks. She had stopped wearing her blonde hair in a ponytail, and instead left a few locks loose on the front on both sides and used a claw clip on the back to keep her hair spread behind her head, some of it flowing down her shoulders to the front.

"Hannah, I really hope you can keep this confidence up. I loved the way you spread your legs, instead of shyly squeezing them tight. I know it might feel a bit strange to talk about, but it was great seeing you take charge and go after what you wanted. Keep that spirit, it suits you."

Dudley genuinely hoped to help this girl gain some self-confidence. He remembered seeing her crying in a potions class in their second year thanks to Snape's scoldings. She kept calling herself stupid again and again until she passed out. It was a mental breakdown he didn't want to see again… it brought back distasteful memories for him.

"I-I'm really trying, Dudley," Hannah said, her voice trembling slightly, confessing her struggles. "I want to be like you and Susan, so confident, so free. But... It's hard. I don't want to feel so scared and anxious all the time, but sometimes... it's just too much."

Finally, he stopped walking as they arrived somewhere between the woods, away from where he reckoned the whole Harry and Draco snowball thing was going on. He knew the plot but now wasn't the time to meddle.

He stepped in front of Hannah and looked at her face. It was still snowing, a bit more than before, and it started to feel cold.

"Don't stress about it. Just do your best, and whenever you feel unsure or nervous, you can always come to me. I don't think every house has to fit a certain mold, but if there's one thing Hufflepuffs have, it's loyalty." He tried to reassure her that he stood with her. "So, be confident and do whatever the heck you want. Don't worry about the consequences—you're not alone. You've got friends who'll face them with you."

Hannah looked up at Dudley's face, the shy blush on her face intensified and further highlighted thanks to the cold winter. She held both her hands together, rubbing them nervously, as if mulling over something.

"Then… I want to…"

Hannah suddenly stood high on her toes and pressed onto Dudley's chest with her body before meeting his lips with a soft, passionate kiss.

This time, Dudley's brows went uphill. He wasn't planning on doing anything to her. He just wanted to have a private talk and give her some confidence-boosting talk.

But, he wasn't a saint to ignore when such intimacy presented itself.

"Umm…" Hannah moaned as soon as Dudley passionately replied by opening his mouth and turning a gentle kiss into a sweltering hot, wet French kiss. His tongue swept her Butterbeer-tasting mouth, and she welcomed him with all her heart, forgoing that shyness.

This is a great start, Hannah. Dudley thought and pulled her further in with his arms pressing behind her waist. But he wasn't satisfied and softly lowered both hands onto the curve of his craving.

He felt the softer flesh increase under his palms, and before he knew it, his spread hands gripped her asscheeks over her skirt, one each. He tried not to turn that heated wet kiss too dirty, so he just gripped her ass and pulled her loins in towards his significant erection.

He was sure she felt it on her lower belly, and he wanted her to. But the more he felt her plump, round, ample ass, the more excited he became. In that cold winter, the only place he wanted to be was between that amazingly soft rump.

"Ummmh…" Hannah hugged Dudley's neck and kept herself raised on her toes the entire time. Her eyes closed, and she savored every single exchange of their dribble. Her tongue moved with a mind of its own, aching to explore his mouth.

Ugh, it's aching now. Dudley felt his erection turn a little painful. Hannah's ass was as famous in the school as Susan's tits, and he had already savored Susan, so the desire to have Hannah peaked there.

He kneaded her marshmallow-soft bottom gently, feeling his fingers so easily sink into her flesh. He longed to see her bare there and hoped she'd grow a habit of taking a seat on his lap.

Better to end this before someone sees us.

Slowly, he pulled back from Hannah's mouth and gave a final, curling, tugging sweep across her tongue and broke the kiss. He looked at her face from so close, her pale luster had only started to glow more. Her lips, plump as her ass, were delicious.

Unwillingly, he released her bottom from his grip and let her stand normally on her feet. But her hands still rested on his shoulders.

"Let's go back, Hannah. It's getting cold out here." He guided her hands down and only held one, gesturing for her to start walking.

"Thank you, Dudley."

He smiled and pulled her along. "Alright, alright, don't tempt me now or I'll take you to the store room."

"Hehe, I-I think… I'd like that."

"..."

Dudley breathed out to calm himself down. He didn't want blue balls now, nor could he afford to fool around with Hannah right now. He had to prepare for his Christmas Holiday, which was in reality going to be focused on working for his company.

"You girls will be the death of me."

He took her back to the school, not holding hands anymore as he'd rather have them around his shaft. Too bad, he couldn't.

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London,

It was a fun train ride home, spent sitting in the middle of Susan and Hannah, arms spread around their shoulders. He didn't do anything frisky, however, and bid farewell with a soft kiss on both their lips before deboarding the train. Initially, he was scared that Hannah wanted him exclusively for herself, but she seemed to accept Susan's presence rather well.

Afterwards, he met Harry and to his surprise, joined Vernon in his new Bentley car and headed straight for the hospital as it turned out, Lily was getting discharged that day. To an even greater surprise, Petunia had gone to help Lily out.

Better to face it now. He tried to calm himself down and recounted all the things he had spoken to her unconscious body. It wasn't just about admiring her feminine beauty, after all. There was rambling about the past, and the future, and some curses to James and Sirius too.

Before he knew it, they parked at the hospital and walked into the massive building. They took the elevator to the designated floor and finally arrived in front of her private room, its door kept open as nurses walked in and out.

"You go, Harry. I'll wait outside." Dudley took a seat in the hallway instead. "I'll help with the bags."

Harry looked at his cousin weirdly, but too excited to see his mum, he didn't say anything and vanished into the room.

"I'll go say hello to Harry's mum," Vernon muttered, pressing the car keys into Dudley's hand. "You wanted to drive, didn't you, dear boy? You can take us home later."

Normally, he'd have been excited, but right now he just nodded and blankly stared at the keys.

Did she hear me rambling about my past? Wait, I talked shit about Voldemort too. Fuck, I'm fucked if she tells Dumbledore. Divination, yeah, I can use that… yeah, it's a magical world, after all.

Pat!

"Hm?" He felt a hand tap on his shoulder, so he looked up. There was Harry staring at him, but Vernon and Petunia were behind him too, looking at him weirdly.

Did she tell them?

"Mum wants to talk to you," Harry said, sounding curious. "About some place called Walnut Ridge? She wants to talk alone. Where's Walnut Ridge, Dud?"

Dudley's eyes widened, no longer able to hold the shocking reality hidden.

T-That's where I was born… in my past life… S-she heard it all!

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