Title: A cup of iced tea
Fandom: Harry Potter Characters: Dudley Dursley
Rating: Green
Genre: Introspective was the first time that Dudley Dursley did something for someone.
A cup of iced tea
Dudley Dursley was hungry. Indeed, to be precise, hunger and thirst.
could not give up the habit: he would definitely ruin your day. When something was wrong as he wanted, he became nervous, felt an uncontrollable urge rise up in me, along with a great desire to breaking things and hitting someone.
With a satisfied grin, the boy took a huge chocolate ice cream cone, leaving the paper in the fridge: it did not want to walk up to the dustbin.
Dudley, usually, made three snacks. The first, a snack 'official', was what made him his mother, usually milk, biscuits and cake. Take the second single from the kitchen, half an hour after eating before, that he could never completely saziarlo. The third consumed her later, around with friends, chips, cola and sweets. Because of the departure that afternoon would have skipped, if it had been forced to give up even the second, it would be really died of hunger. For better to swallow the ice cream, we also drank a large gulp of iced tea, drinking straight from the bottle. His mother did not want him to do, but it was his fault that held cups and glasses in the cupboard, too far from the fridge. Maybe he too thirsty. Dudley was surprised that the thought had crossed my mind while replacing the cap of the bottle. Usually, when eating was not there to worry about whether other people were hungry and thirsty;'s ruining your appetite. In fact, however, he might have, of thirst, he spent his days locked in that room, indeed, in his
room, without ever getting up to eat, resisting fino all'ora dei pasti principali. E meno male, c'era da aggiungere: se avesse osato finirgli le sue merendine l'avrebbe preso a pugni. Anche se Lui avevaquella cosa
, non gli importava: un campione di boxe non poteva lasciarsi stendere dalla...
(Magia?)
...da quella roba da smidollati.
Il ragazzo chiuse in fretta il frigorifero, dal quale proveniva troppo freddo. Da
quella volta
odiava il freddo: gli faceva venire pensieri strani, come se avesse sempre sbagliato tutto. Quando gli accadeva si metteva a mangiare.
Anche Lui, però, era stato vicino a quei...
(Come si chiamavano?)
Dissennatori, eppure non mangiava. Forse, aveva trovato un altro modo to combat the cold, something had to be able to do because it was able to send them away. But perhaps, and pretended he was in his room for fear that there were more. And maybe he was thirsty. The water was not working against the thoughts that bring cold, we needed something sweet. Hesitating another moment, Dudley took up the bottle from the fridge: it could not give it, though. Puffing, he made the four steps needed to move to the sideboard and poured a cup: If you gave him the whole bottle, she would not have had anything for himself.
careful not to overturn it, cautiously climbed the stairs, after making sure that his parents were living in, not wanting to be seen. He stopped in front
the door of the room where he slept the cousin could not call him and give it to him, he was ashamed. Besides, I went into the bedroom where had they taken away, now had to be full of strange things. He put the cup near his feet, he thought to knock and run away immediately, but it was a bad idea: it was never quick to run, and then if the cousin saw him ... was all right: when Harry would open the door, he would find. was the first time that Dudley Dursley did something for someone.
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