Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

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Although the Easter holiday lasted two weeks, Dudley felt as if it went by in the blink of an eye. Having spent days and nights working on starting his Wizard Bank, he lost the track of time.

Before he knew it, he was sitting in the Hogwarts Express, heading back to school. It was already April, and he knew the next two months were going to be the most hectic as the entire Peter Pettigrew plot was going to unfold.

He was prepared, however. He had a plan, and it was based on minimal direct involvement. He didn't want anyone to know he had anything to do with Peter's capture.

Fucking hell, I just want to make some money.

Sadly, he was also a Muggleborn. That meant no matter how rich he'd get, he'd always be seen as an enemy by Voldemort.

I need more than just money. He reckoned and looked at the leather duffle bag he was carrying with him. He patted it and heard clanks of the Gold Galleons. But money will get me that.

"Anything off the trolley, Mr. Dursley?"

Dudley looked at the door. He'd felt it already. How people around him addressed him differently now. Previously the woman used 'dear' to call him. Now, she was far too formal.

"Absolutely! I'm famished." Dudley jumped to his feet and looked through the trolley. He randomly grabbed things he wanted. "How's your grandson these days, Ma'am? Did he like the birthday present?"

"Oh, he's inseparable from it. You didn't have to do that, Mr. Dursley."

Dudley just smiled and paid for the food. He wasn't really a magnanimous charitable person. Everything he did had a reason and worth. Trolley Witch rolled around the entire train and was a part of the Wizarding community. Being on her good side meant occasional gossip or information. On top of that, she spread the word about how amazing Mr. Dursley was.

"Glad I could make him happy."

"You're such a sweetheart. Well, I better get going—Aaaanything from the tro…"

Dudley closed the door and relaxed back in his seat. As he ate some chocolate, he looked at his belly. Although he had a lot of muscles and overall had a bear-ish body, large, broad, and generally healthy, he still couldn't grow some abs. Some of the chubbiness remained there.

The dadbod allegations by Harry were slowly becoming hard to tackle.

Ah, who cares? I still get more ladies than any of the lads combined.

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Dudley arrived on Sunday and dined with everyone in the Great Hall.

He met with his two beautiful housemates—Susan and Hannah. He handed Harry some items that Lily wanted to send. Of course, Dudley got them indirectly from Petunia. Had some friendly banter with Ron, some nerdy talk with Hermione, and then an exhausting quick session with Susan because she was too pent-up without him in the school.

Besides, he also desired her after being separated for two weeks, and this time he had come prepared with a bag full of 'special potions'. As for Hannah, he still didn't take her virginity, wanting to make it special for her and not some quick session in the school. Still, he made out plenty with her.

Hannah looked confident but was still as shy as ever. But with Dudley, she had started to speak her mind and occasionally bark out a few jokes. They were often too direct and bordered on bullying, enough to make him and Susan laugh out loud.

Sadly, when the night came, Dudley had to return to his dorm room that he shared with three other boys. He truly didn't enjoy that and hoped he could bring his girls instead.

That'll be too much.

He knew he was already treading a thin line. Having not been caught yet was already a boon.

But it was an undeniable fact that after exhausting himself with Susan, the sleep was always quick and soothing. He slept like a log, unbothered if he snored or not, stuck in the same position the entire night.

By the time the sun sprinkled its warmth on him through the windows, he was already up and awake, hard as a rock, and energized like a hippogryph in heat. He rushed to the boy's bathroom, took a hot shower, combed his hair, and dressed up in nice school robes.

Clack!

He put away the mirror into the drawer and grabbed his books.

Ah, I love being rich and successful. Everything feels exciting.

"Good morning, girls." Dudley saw Hannah and Susan chattering with their friend, Megan Jones.

"Morning, Dudley," Megan shyly replied first.

Susan winked from the sidelines.

What's she plotting now?

"Well, I'm off to class. Professor McGonagall isn't going to be happy with my half-assed homework."

It was a quick return to the everyday life in the school. Dudley, as always, struggled with common magic and excelled in other subjects. After Transfiguration, he struggled with Charms and then enjoyed himself in the Arithmancy classroom. However, he was more interested in Professor Vector's research.

Then, for the double classes of Potions, he regrouped with Hannah and Susan and tolerated Snape's brooding presence for two straight hours. With Ravenclaw joining them for the shared class, Dudley got the chance to see Padma again.

As per the promise, he decided to teach her potions. Well, he wasn't going to lie that he had other intentions too since she had already hinted her interest. Still, he was serious about teaching her.

"Average." Snape tested Dudley's potion and remarked. "Slightly worse and I would have failed you, Mr. Dursley."

Dudley silently nodded and once the man walked away, rolled his eyes. No matter how good he became in potions he knew the brooding professor would never praise him.

"Professor, I'm done with the potion. Can I leave?" Dudley asked confidently.

Snape looked back at him with such an intense glare as if Dudley just asked him for his liver. "Mr. Dursley, if this class bores you, you need not return again."

"I loved potions class," Dudley shamelessly responded.

"Then help your classmates with the brewing."

Doesn't that mean I'm too good at Potions? Dudley chuckled at the indirect praise.

More than half an hour was left, so Dudley quickly walked over to Hannah and guided her. Of course, his hands took the liberty to give her reassuring pats—on the ass. He loved seeing her blushing face.

Then, he helped Susan, who was more shameless than him, and smashed her rear against his erection. He had to pinch her to sanity before getting caught.

One by one, he helped Hufflepuff first and then walked over to the Ravenclaw students. Of course, he helped the girls first.

Dudley stood beside Padma and helped her deal with the ingredients. He rather liked that she had changed into her summer uniform since it allowed him a better view of her figure. Her white shirt was tight around her waist, and her skirt went till below her knees, though the jutting rear was a sight to behold since she had discarded her black robe—a hazard for brewing potions due to its loose sleeves.

"Thanks, Dudley," the dusky Witch chirped.

"No problem." He poured the ingredients into the cauldron. "Padma, meet me outside the second-floor girls' lavatory after the class. I know a place where we can practice potions."

"Really?" Her eyes excitedly turned towards him.

"Shhh…" Dudley calmed her down and stepped closer to her side, letting her feel his physical presence with his side rubbing against hers. "The place is a secret, so don't tell anyone about it. Not even Hannah and Susan."

Not yet, at least.

"Oh…" She pressed her lips tight. "Don't worry about it, Dudley."

"That's it. Just stir the pot… keep stirring it." Dudley stuck to her side and softly placed his hand behind her back over the shoulder blades. "Potions aren't hard, as long as you have patience. Relax your muscles and don't jerk the spoon."

Padma jolted against his touch at first, but then a shy smile formed over her lips. Her body relaxed into his tall body on her side with her hand finishing the potion.

"Which potion are we going to study today?" she asked.

"Hmm… How about skin softening potion? I bought the recipe recently," Dudley offered. "And also a Babbling Beverage potion."

"I'd love that." Padma melted into his touch on her back as she felt his hand trace the curvature of her spine and go downwards, yet never too low.

Dudley sensed her body needily squirming into his touch. He smiled and stopped abruptly, stepping away from her. "I'll go help the others."

One after another, Dudley helped every single student in the classroom. Most of the Ravenclaws didn't need his help, but he still saved a few from sudden explosions and other accidents. That day, it was one of the most successful Potions sessions in the entire 3rd year.

Snape barely found anyone to punish or take House Points away from.

Just like that, the last class of the day came to an end. Dudley walked over to his table and grabbed his book.

"Susan, I have something to discuss with Professor Vector. I'll see you two at dinner." He excused himself, not really a lie since he did plan on meeting the woman. He desperately wanted her to succeed in her research.

Of course, there was no way he could fool Susan. She had already noticed Dudley's presence beside Padma.

"I hope the 'discussion' goes well, Dudley," she said cheekily. "Good luck."

"See you later, Dudley." Hannah waved innocently and left.

Dudley also left the class quickly and grabbed a few items he needed for the potions tutoring. Just like how he remembered the Half-Blood Prince had made notes in his potions book, Dudley had done the same but for all the school years. His adjustments were based on arithmancy and calculations.

For Padma, he chose to teach her some 4th Year Potions as they'd help her the next year.

"There you are." He soon rushed to the 2nd floor and found Padma standing alone with a few books clutched on her side. "Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"It's a secret," Dudley replied and climbed the stairs with her all the way to the fifth floor. "Close your eyes, Padma."

Quickly, he made the door to his imagined private potions lab.

"You can look now." He walked ahead and opened the door. "Follow me in."

"Where did that…"

"Shh… Secret."

Padma pressed her lips with a hand and followed Dudley into the brightly lit room. Her eyes widened at the first sight—clean without a speck, long table with all the potion-making ingredients neatly set. There were chairs beside the table, and surprisingly, she noticed a bed-like bench in the back too, but it wasn't a bed since it lacked the sheets. Instead, the cushion was covered in gray leather, with a large white towel neatly spread on top of it.

"What's th–"

"Let's start." Dudley cut her off and removed his black cloak. Then he removed his tie, opened the first two buttons of his shirt, and folded his sleeves. "Let's start with the Babbling Beverage first."

Following Dudley, Padma also removed her cloak and tie and folded her sleeves. She took a deep breath and followed him to the long potions table.

"Here, have a look at my book. It's a fourth-year potion, so check the ingredients first. If there's anything you don't recognize, just ask me." Dudley gave her his custom-marked book and then proceeded to set up the materials, cauldron, and everything else.

Slightly nervous about not wanting to embarrass herself, Padma focused on the booklet. "Wait… why did you cross the instructions?"

"It's not bad, Padma, but I like to make little changes to my potions. That's probably why they come out so well."

"Woah!" Padma gasped in awe and focused on the instructions.

Clank!

Shhh…!

Dudley finished all the preparations and fired up the hearth. "Alright, let's get started. Just follow what the book says, and if you run into trouble, I'll help you out."

"Thanks, Dudley."

Shy, hesitant, a little flustered, and somewhat excited, Padma stepped in front of the cauldron and began adding the ingredients. The start was always the easiest.

"Squeeze it harder. You need to take out all its juices." Dudley was tall enough to stand right behind her and look down over her shoulder. "With a little more strength. Let me help."

Dudley suddenly stepped closer behind her and practically stuck his entire front side to her back. His half-saluting cock squeezed into the upper part of her crevice, his arms slithered around her slender, tight waist and reached the front from under her arms.

His wide palm pressed her hand that was already pressing a nut-like ingredient with a knife's flat side, squeezing her curving bottom even more as his tall body pushed down a bit.

Padma flinched a little, feeling the sudden warmth from behind. Her heart thumped so loudly that even Dudley felt it from her body. The butterflies in her stomach started to churn, igniting a scorching flame in her lower belly. For a moment, Padma felt weak at the knees. But when Dudley pressed her hand down, she did it too. However, she instinctively pushed her bottom against his cock to feel his sizable manhood even more, slowly wiggling like a slow dance.

"That's right, now pour it all into the pot."

"Hmm…" Padma hummed and followed his lead. The lingering presence of Dudley's warm body hugging her from behind made it hard to focus, but she did her best. She gulped and read the next instruction. "I… I should cut it."

"You're doing great."

Dudley's hand gently rested on the side of her waist, near her hips the whole time. He loved the way his palm could slide over her slender curves, so smooth and soft. Yet, her ass was so full and fit as she pressed against him. He couldn't help imagining how amazing it would feel to squeeze and slap. His cock was growing very hard too quickly.

The fact that he felt Padma's bottom push into him on her own made her interest clear. At this point, nothing was going to hold him back from tasting her.

As Padma was about to pour her last ingredient, Dudley pressed harder into her from behind. His face suddenly lowered beside her cheek and his hand stopped her hand. "Be careful, this might ruin the entire potion. Place the leaves in one at a time."

Dudley's one hand "mistakenly" landed on one of her breasts while the other calmly guided her extended hand to place the ingredient gently into the cauldron. His palm felt the subtle thumps of her heart going crazy.

"Great! Now just stir as per my instruction." Dudley put his hands back on her waist, deliberately slow as his fingers glided over her belly. "Clockwise five times as slow as you can."

Dudley moved his hips in the same direction, as he "taught" her how slowly she should move. His bulge grinding over her cloud-like ass, while his hard, thick shaft struggled to burst through his zipper. The friction was just too tempting, like a piece of fresh meat in front of a lion.

"Counterclockwise…"

Dudley felt Padma's hips following his motion as he kept moving, grinding against him. He smiled and lowered his face to her side, his cheek almost rubbing against hers.

"Almost done… Now slowly douse the hearth."

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