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The Heritage - Chapter 53
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A/N: Editor for the chapter is Dave
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.
"Yes, Mr. Dursley, there is food," Hermione said with a polite smile.

"Well, girl, why didn't you say that before? Show us the way and let's go," he said happily.

Hermione, followed by the three Dursley's left the ballroom to the suite of the Dursley's, which was located not far from the foyer opposite the bedroom of Harry.

"Please, tell me again why I must be hidden from the Dursley's, Su?" asked Harry disgruntled, watching the Dursley's go.

"Because revenge is best served cold," Su said with a feral smile on her face. "I want to have them in my power the whole day and night. And I don't want that you do anything rash, I want that you only watch and learn how the Dursley's will receive what they deserve."



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"Is everything ready?" asked Su.

"Yes, Su, everything is ready and now we are only waiting for the first Dursley to come out of their hole," said Hermione with a grin. "Oh, this is going to be such fun!"

Pansy snorted. She knew that Muggles were disgusting creatures and she understood many purebloods who agreed with her.

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"Charles, those Dursley's are the most disgusting creatures I have ever met, and they did very bad things to a child and that child will become family, and I want that something to be done with those awful people. What do you think?" the Queen asked her son.

"You see, mother. I have read the file about those Dursley's, and they are very strange. Firstly, they live an absolute normal life in their town ... well ... normal in the sense that they do not behave stranger than any of the other many families. The only thing that is different is that Mr. Dursley has a foul mood most of the time and is not popular at work or with his neighbors, and that their son is being suspected abusing other children. That is the only thing what is wrong with that family. Oh yes, and according the file they have a child, that goes to a boarding school in Scotland, and that is all that is known about this family."

"What can you do about those creatures?" asked the Queen.

"Well, I can demand that this family will be investigated by the proper authorities and that this time we will be watching what is going on during the investigation and when we find traces of abuse, we can nail Mr. and Mrs. Dursley," Charles answered.

The Queen was looking pensive for a moment, and turned to her husband, who was looking mildly interested.

"What do you think, Philip?" asked the Queen.

"Destroy those Dursley's in a way, which hurt them the most, do it slowly but hidden, until they are all destroyed. Take away the ability to do more evil and we are finished with them. They are too much disturbed to handle them in another way, because if we are seen to touch them, we will have dirt on our hands as well. They are disgusting," Philip answered with a revolted expression on his face.

"Kill them, grandpa. Order your soldiers to kill them slowly. Give your soldiers a practice by shooting them first in the feet, then legs, and then the rest!" said Zara fiercely.

The Queen looked almost amused at Zara.

"But Zara, that is barbaric!" she exclaimed.

"Well, you were not being touched by their whale of a son," she said disgusted.

"Did he touch you?" asked Charles, suddenly very awake.

"Not exactly," said Zara. "It's not that he wanted to touch me," Zara smiled suddenly," except that Su did something with his ... behind, I think," she smiled.

"What do you mean?" asked Charles mystified.

"Well, Su told me after he was gone to his parents in their suite that the Caretaker of their school once changed his tailbone into a tail of a pig," said Zara with a laugh.

Charles looked incredible. "That would be ... very fitting," he said with a grin. "But tell me what happened exactly.

"Well, he tried to grab me, but he was too slow ... he is such a fat pig ... anyhow ... I walked away and he followed me. But I was not alone, because when he managed to corner me, Su was right behind that pig. Before he could do something with me, Su did something with a stick ... they call it wand I believe, and that pig was squealing like a ... well ... right ... a pig," ended Zara laughing.

"Did she turn his tailbone into a tail of a pig?" asked Charles incredible.

"No, she didn't," Zara answered. "I believe that she gave him something of an electronic shock. It was enough to let him squeal and run like all devils were hunting him down."

The Queen held out her hand. "Do they still believe that they are in a normal castle?"

"Yes, they do for sure," said Zara. "I did not see anything magical while they were here. And I believe that they did not notice anything out of order as well. If they would, they would scream blue murder."

"How do you know that, Zara?" asked Charles.

"Because Su told me; according her, the Dursley's hate everything that has to do with magic, they won't even use that word. The only reference to magic is what they call the M-word." Zara grinned suddenly. "I think that I am not going to sleep, because I am going to sit near the suite of the Dursley's tonight. I think that the girls have something planned and I want witness their little game."

Charles looked intently at the Queen, and then turned to Zara with a mischievous smile. "I think that I will join you," he said. "It is a long time ago that we had a chat, young lady."

Zara smirked. "Too late, my dearest uncle, I am already engaged."

"Not yet," smirked Charles. "I still don't see any ring on your finger and there is still no suitor who is sweating to ask for your hand."

"That suitor supposes to come to me first," asked Prince Philips. "I am looking forward to that." He grinned and wrapped both hands together in glee.

"Boys!" exclaimed the Queen, but the corner of her mouth turned up and her eyes were shining.

"Behave!"

"Yes mother," said Charles, but Prince Philip said nothing ... he was only laughing silently. I wondered when the Lord-Baron would find the courage to come to him.

"I want to split up the girls ... mainly the slaves ... and let them marry in our presence," said the Queen suddenly.

Princes Philip and Charles were looking flabbergasted at the Queen.

"I want to help the Lord-Baron, and he is very slow with arranging his business with the women. If he does not look out, the decisions will be taken out of his hand and he will suffer greatly because of that," she said with a steely glance in her eyes. Both men and granddaughter knew that nobody could change her mind, so nobody said anything, except Prince Philip.

"Well dear, you have taken it upon yourself to interfere with his life already," he said.

"I am doing it for his own good," hissed the Queen hotly. "And you better be quiet, because someone will need to take charge and our Lord-Baron is not able to do that."

Prince Philip frowned and looked at his wife.

"You know, somehow I think that our dear Lord-Baron would not appreciate if you are going to meddle in his life," he said slowly, looking all the time at his wife.

The Queen huffed. "Men, what do you know about those things. All men are hopeless and need help."

Charles smirked. "And our dear Lord-Baron has a lot of that," he whispered to Zara.

"I heard that!" exclaimed the Queen, and Prince Philip smiled fondly at his son.

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"Those ruddy towels stink," said Vernon Dursley, when he came out of the bathroom. "And there are all mirrors in the bathroom, even on the sealing. They are ruddy mad here. Who wants to live in such a ruddy place?"

"The taps are made of gold," whispered Petunia.

"They are not made from gold," said Vernon brusquely. "That shit is a simple cheap and simple copper."

"At least you have new trousers," said Petunia.

Vernon grunted. "Strange that they knew I needed other trousers."

Petunia ignored her ill-mannered husband and smiled longingly, but their son Dudley was still looking disturbed. "I tell you, dad, that ruddy girl grabbed my arse and she squeezed the daylight out of me," he said.

"My Dudleykins, my darling, those women are not good for you, my Dudleykins. You need to have a nice girl ... maybe I know such nice and sweet girl, who is decent and hardworking," said Petunia absentminded.

"You don't understand men, Petunia," smirked Vernon. "Dudley, the next time you take a girl like that, throw her on the floor, tear her cloths off and have your way with her, you hear me, Dudley?"

"Yes dad," grinned Dudley gleefully.

"Vernon, how can you say that?" scolded Petunia. "We might have problems when he does." She turned to Dudley. "Don't listen to your father Dudleykins, because if you do, the police will throw you in jail because of rape."

The eyes of Dudley widened. "But that girl wanted me," he whined.

"You don't know that, Dudleykins," answered Petunia, who stood up from her chair and hugged him. "Girls are too strange for such a beautiful boy like you," she whispered in his ear. "But when you get older, then you will understand them better."

Dudley nodded stupidly, and this time Vernon was scowling. He winked at his son, who grinned suddenly at his father.

"Dudleykins, you go to your room, but before you go to bed, you must take a shower," said his mother warmly. There were tears in her eyes.

"I'm so proud," said Petunia. "He is so grown and he is already thinking about girls. The time flies and before we know it, Vernon, we are sitting in a castle like this with a lot of grand children."

Vernon opened his mouth, but stopped, thinking about grandchildren. Then he looked at Dudley and he scowled.

"Dudley, if you are thinking in getting a couple of girls knocked up, I am going to force you to take responsibility for that, do you hear me?" grumbled Vernon at his son.

"Yes dad," said Dudley, not impressed at all. He wished he could get a girl in his bed. He did not give a shit about what would happen with the girl because he only wanted to have a simple fuck. Thinking about fucking ... a shower could do the job at the moment as well, he thought.

"Yes, mum, I'm taking a shower in my room," Dudley said, turned and ran almost to his room, while his parents were eyeing his backside proudly.

Dudley reached his room, slammed the door closed, and started to undress himself, while he was walking towards the bathroom. He opened the door and entered, and dropped his last shoe, and started to undo his trousers. He looked up strangely ... funny ... he was standing in the bathroom ... a big room with a huge bathtub ... which was already fully with obviously warm water ... steam came from the water. Dudley shrugged, dropped his trousers and stepped out of it, dropped his underpants and felt the temperature of the water. He briefly wondered how it was possible that the bath was already filled with hot water, but dismissed it as quickly as possible. He didn't care; the fact that the bathtub was filled with warm water was already enough.

He felt the temperature of the water with his fingers ... not hot ... perfect temperature and carefully he stepped in the bathtub with one leg. That was nice! The other leg followed and he lowered himself into the warm water. He felt his skin sprinkling and tingling, this was heaven!

The bathtub was huge, at least five meters wide and ten meters deep, and it did not seem to be deep ... at least not in the section of where he was sitting. This was not a bathtub, but a small pool! He relaxed in the water, facing the bathroom door. He did not remember if he locked the door, but he did not care. Suddenly he started to grin. Maybe with some luck, some of the girls he saw in the ballroom would come in ... naked ... to have a nice bath with him.

The water in the little pool was warm and soothing for his tired muscles and mind ... and slowly he started to doze. What Dudley did not realized was that the light in the bathroom came from within the pool ... a warm yellowish light seemed to come from within the depth of the pool ... and when Dudley started to doze off, the warmth of the yellowish light started to change ... the warmth of the light changed somewhat ... the yellowish light changed in character ... it became paler and less intense ... the bathroom started to darken somewhat.

Behind the body of Dudley the water started to move ... and the smooth surface was broken by a piece of downy skin ... yellowish and greenish colored skin ... and the long body of a large dangerous looking serpent broke out of the water. The only sounds which were heard were the drops of water coming from the serpent, which was now towering above the still dozing Dudley. The serpent opened its mouth and two huge fangs were visible and it started to hiss at the half sleeping boy.

The eyes of Dudley sprang open and he stared wide eyed at the bathroom door. Again he could hear the sound ... hissing? For a second Dudley did not belief what he heard ... hissing means a snake? In the bathroom of the castle? Dudley started to think that he had his imagination running amok with him, but the hissing repeated again ... closer then before and right above his head.

Dudley looked up and he looked started into the open mouth of a gigantic snake with two huge fangs ... ready to eat him!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaach," he screamed and he dove with all his power forward to wards the bathroom door.

His unexpected move had the snake even surprised, because for such large body to move, it had to have a large amount of power needed to accomplish that! Dudley collapsed with his face against the closed bathroom door, his chest and large belly on the floor, his legs and arms high up, and because of the fall on the floor he lost all his air.

"Uuhmpf" he said against his will. Dudley was terrified ... a real monster in his bath. He grabbed with both hands the door handle and pushed with all his power and the bathroom door opened immediately.

He scrambled up and run as fast as his fat legs could carry him out of his room, not paying attention that he didn't have on any cloths. Dudley looked behind him and he saw the yellow and greenish skinned snake lifted itself from the bathtub coming for him, and his speed increased. Dudley was in full panic mode, he slammed a door open and run as fast as he could, while screaming in absolute terror.

Dudley did not see where he ran, and before he realized where he was he smacked against a wall. He bounced back from the wall and fell straight on his back, paralyzed for several moments before he looked at his surrounding. He lay on the floor in a corridor, the floor was cold against his back, but everything seemed to be quiet around him. The first thing he saw was a painting against the wall where he collapsed with, the second thing he realized was that he laid on the cold marble floor in an unknown corridor.

He realized that he did not know where he was, he wanted to run to his mother, but in the panic he felt he did not realized where he had run. Dudley scrambled from the floor and looked afraid around him. There was no sound, and the corridor was abandoned it seemed. Nobody was there, and he heard no hissing of that green snake ... what a monster. Dudley became slowly aware that he was standing in the corroder with several entrances to other sections of the castle. From the position he stood, there were two other corridors which led somewhere unknown to him; he looked back from where he came from, and he saw the corridor straight in front of him. On the walls were paintings full with stuffy people; he assumed forefathers of the people who lived in the castle. Maybe they were the forefathers of the Queen, who seemed to live in the castle, and Dudley breathed easier.

He was also aware that he was naked and cold. He was lost, and naked, and he had not the courage to continue walking to god knows where. So Dudley decided to go back from where he came from, and he hoped that he could find the suite where he and his parents were. But the snake, that terrible monster! Suddenly he heard somebody sniggering and Dudley squealed and looked behind him.

Nobody was there!

Where was that sniggering coming from?

"Who is there?" Dudley whined.

There was of course no answer and Dudley thought his imagination was playing the fool with him. Dudley was looking hesitatingly at the corridor. What would happen when the snake came for him?

Again that sniggering and this time Dudley knew it came from the wall. He looked confused at the wall ... maybe an intercom? And suddenly he was aware of movement ... in the painting?

The huge painting was a painting of three men, who were dressed in black dress-ropes and large hats ... the type of clothing people wore in long pasts and Dudley looked in horror again at the three men. Their faces moved ... they were laughing! How is that possible and Dudley could not believe in what he saw happening straight in front of him. Dudley froze in front of the painting, and the three men were laughing loudly at the poor Muggle.

"Boo!" one of the figures in the painting yelled.

Dudley jumped in fear straight into the air and started to run straight back from where he came from, away from the talking paintings. This whole dump was haunted! A monster in the bathtub, moving and talking paintings ... this was a haunted castle, and Dudley expected every moment the castle started to eat him.

"Muuuuuum, Daaaaaaad, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!" wailed Dudley while running as fast he could from the magical painting into the direction from where he came from as fast as his little fat legs could carry him. He reached the end of the corridor and he was not sure where he needed to go now. There were two corridors, which led to opposite directions and he was one moment contemplating where he needed to go. Suddenly he heard a loud plop ... a sound, which sounded like a cork plopping from a bottle of whine ... and a little green and winkled monster appeared, with large eyes, small nose and wide mouth with yellow pointed teeth, and small pointed ears.

"Can I help you, Sir?" the little monster asked.

Dudley went into panic mode again, and he flew into the opposite corridor, waving his arms, while he was screaming and whaling for help.

"Monsterssss" he screamed loudly. "Monsters from Mars, heeeeeeeeeeeelp!" and Dudley was running as fast as he could, breathing heavily in all his nakedness. The corridor led into a small hallway with easy looking chairs and some coffee tables with several doors in each of the corners. One of the doors opened and Dudley fled towards the door.

"Heeeeeeeeelp!" he screamed.

The movement of the opening door halted for a moment and a person appeared ... the Queen of England stood staring at the naked panicking boy.

"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee," squealed Dudley.

"Iiiiiiiiiieeee aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," squealed the Queen, her hands covering her open mouth. The sight in front of the Queen was more then shocking for her. Not only a screaming person was in front of her, not only that he was naked, but he was unbelievingly fat!

"Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum!" screamed Dudley. He turned immediately and ran back towards the corridor he came from, but there he saw that little green monster grinning at him, and Dudley froze in mid-movement.

Two figures appeared from behind the Queen, the Princes Philip and Charles was ready to defend their Queen, wife and mother till death, but they stopped frozen in their tracks because of the sight in front of them.

A little house elf blocked the entrance towards the corridor which led to the dinging hall, and a very naked and fat Dudley was screaming in fear and terror, not knowing where he was going.

A sound of fast footsteps came from the opposite corridor and Petunia Dursley appeared in the small hallway.

"Oh Dudleykins," she whaled, and held her arms out towards Dudley, when she suddenly froze in her movements and her eyes went wide. There was her son jumping in fear ... but naked as naked could go. Dudley noticed his mother and the boy turned to Petunia, held out both arms and ran to her.

"Muuuuuuuuuuuum," he cried, and Petunia did not know what to do at first. But when the little whale reached her almost, the sight of her naked son was too much for her ... she turned and started to run the opposite direction as fast as she was able to, and smacked into the heavy body of Vernon, and she fell promptly eagle spread to the ground. Vernon, who had followed his wife towards the wailing of his son, lost his balance and fell with his large arse on the cold marble floor.

Dudley saw his mother bolting from him and he wailed in despair, he was even able to increase his speed to reach for his mother, who was now running into the corridor, when suddenly Dudley saw his father appearing and his mother collapsing against him. She fell on the floor on her back, her arms and legs spread out, and Dudley could not stop on time, he stepped on her hands and he lost balance ... he fell on his mother.

The Queen was staring at the little disaster in shock, her hands were still covering her mouth, her husband, Prince Philip cringed, while his son winced and looked on purpose at the ceiling. That was much too much to look at, that was absolutely so disgusting.

Vernon was still sitting on the cold marble floor, but he was staring at a scene in front of his, he never ... ever want to see ... not even in the worst nightmare.

His naked son laid on his mother ... he had her whole body covered ... his chin rested on her abdomen and he had a dazed expression on his face, which suddenly changed into a more bewildered expression ... his eyes went wide. Petunia's face was covered by the testicles of Dudley and his small penis pushed straight into her nose ... and suddenly she felt the pressure of the penis become more noticeable ... and she suddenly she realized that her Dudleykins was having an erection ... the penis slipped from her noise into her wide open mouth, because she had difficultly with breathing.

Her first reaction was to choke ... and she almost did, and suddenly her old psychological syndrome came back to her in full force. After Vernon had sex with her right after her wedding day, she got sick every time Vernon laid on her when he wanted to have a sex. That was the last time they had sex together, and Petunia was very relieved that she got pregnant.

And suddenly she felt a penis penetrating her moth and she threw up ... her sickness spattered everywhere, but it did nothing about the penetrating penis in her mouth, and the whole world for Petunia Dursley went red ... her mouth contracted and her instincts kicked in ... she bit ... and Dudley started to scream like a pig ... he became an eunuch right at that moment.

Blood spattered everywhere and covered the face and mouth of Petunia, and Petunia tried to breath, but that was hard because of the blood and a part of the penis of her son, and Petunia panicked. She spit out the penis and turned her face away from the heavily bleeding crotch of Dudley, who was crying and yelling of pain.

Her husband saw enough, and shook him out of his stupor and he scrambled on his feed, stepped towards Dudley, grabbed the fat boy by his arm and started to pull his son from his wife. Vernon's face was purple of the effort and the feeling of disgust, because he saw that his son's crotch was in the face of his wife, and with renewed energy he pulled again to get his son from his wife.

The floor was red and slippery of all the blood from Dudley, and he slipped and fell on his arse again ... straight on the bitten off penis of Dudley and crushed the little organ of his boy. From his position on the floor, he continued pulling his son from his wife, and at last Petunia was able to squeeze herself from the body of Dudley. She sat on her knees and threw up again ... all the food she had eaten this afternoon, her breakfast and the dinner of last night ended on the floor and on Dudley.

The Queen, who was witnessing everything in front of her eyes, felt very weak in her legs. Such a disgusting scene she had never witnessed in whole her life ... not even in her worst nightmares and she really needed to sit, otherwise she would collapse on the floor.

Prince Philip had his eyes closed, because he was not able to witness the drama in front of his eyes. The fact that the derailed boy was putting his willies in the mouth of his mother and obvious enjoyed that ... was enough to make him throw up and he was fighting that feeling at the moment. He tried to reach the hand of his wife, and when he did, he noticed that she was shaking ... he understood that the scene was even too much for his wife. The Prince opened his eyes, and what he saw make him puke on the spot. He saw the blood everywhere and he witnessed right there that the mother was spitting out something white ... like a sausage and the screaming and wailing of that boy!

When he looked on the floor what she had spit out, he realized what happened ... the mother bit the bits of her son! Oh my god, he thought. At that moment he had problems with standing as well, and he dragged his wife towards the easy chairs of the little hallway and forced his wife to sit down ... he took the chair next to her.

Prince Charles was studying the ceiling, so he did not witness what exactly happened, but when all that screaming started, he looked and he winced. He saw that the mother bit off the willies of her son and spit it out on the floor, and Charles was already thinking how he could help those poor people.

He knew that is the penis of the boy could be preserved, that the doctors could attach it back and the boy would not go through life like a eunuch! Then he saw the father taking action and he tried to move his son from his wife. And saw the failed attempts, and he also understood why, because that son was so fat and heavy, he might need a crane to do that. Then he saw the father slipping and falling on his arse, straight on the penis of the son, and crushing it.

Oh my, Charles thought. That was the end of a possible rescue of Dudley's willy and he winced. He saw that the father continued to pull his son of his wife and at last he was partly successful, his mother managed to move away from under her son, sat on her knees and became violently sick.

The whole scene only lasted ten seconds, and nobody of the Royal family could react or assist the poor people. What they had witnessed was so disgusting, that they had no idea how they could help them. The fact was that the son needed medical care and fast as well, because he was bleeding heavily and if it would continue like this, he would bleed to death.

Charles knew that he needed to ask for help, and he remembered that he needed to ask for the house elves. Getting the Lord-Baron or one of his wives would be taking too much time, and he became aware of a house elf standing at the back of the hallway. If he was not mistaken, that was Gidi who was standing there witnessing the whole thing from the beginning to the end.

"Gidi!" the Prince yelled.

Gidi did not react, she was witnessing the whole scene and she was beyond shock.

"Gidi!" the Prince yelled louder this time.

The little elf did not hear him, she felt like paralyzed in fear.

"Gidi!" the Prince roared.

This time Gidi was brought out of her stupor and she looked up confused. She saw the Prince waving at her and she plopped in front of the Prince.

"Gidi, please warn the Lord-Baron of what is happening here and get medical help immediately for the poor boy," he commanded.

The little elf looked at him for some moments with big eyes and nodded shortly. She plopped away to get help and to warn the Lord-Baron.

Charles was staring at the drama again, and he saw that Mrs. Dursley was still sick, but she probably had nothing left in her stomach but she was still trying to throw up, while her husband was looking in shock at the crotch of his son. Probably he went into shock when he realized what exactly was happening. His son probably fainted because of the pain and shock, or the loss of blood became too much for the poor boy.

Charles did not want to approach those people, and he moved towards his parents, who were sitting both on chairs looking very white.

All around him he saw elves popping into existence and they moved to the trio on the floor. They immediately went into action, the blood on the floor disappeared immediately, and one elf approached Mrs. Dursley and several others were concentrating on Dudley. His bleeding stopped immediately, one elf held something against the boy and the both disappeared ... that would be a portkey and he assumed that they disappeared to the sickbay of the castle.

Suddenly Mr. Dursley came out of his daze and he noticed the little green creatures and he started to roar ... he attacked one of the elves ... he hit the elf straight in the face, and the body of the little elf flew against the wall and the sound of sickening crashing was very noticeable. The elf collapsed on the ground and was not moving anymore. The enraged man attacked the next elf and kicked the little creature in the chest, and she flew four meters away against a magical painting, and collapsed against the floor ... also not moving anymore.

The man was crackers! And that might be a potential dangerous situation when the man would lose his marbles and the Prince's hand went into his pocket to get his SIG P226. If needed, he would shoot the man!

Vernon was still roaring, but this time the elves were prepared, and they pointed their little fingers at the enraged man and six thin beams of grayish light collapsed on Mr. Dursley and he collapsed on the ground with a lot of sound.

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A/N: Editor for the chapter is Dave