He could hear that pathetic excuse for a human rummaging through his drawers like a wild boar. Harry laughed to himself, knowing that Dudley wasnt trying to find a pair of trousers to fit his fat bottom; but was in a frenzy to find his stash that had to be sold this week. Any second now and the big lummox would burst through the door demanding Harry to give it back unless he wanted an extra beating that week. Not that he wouldnt get one anyways; Harry figured he might as well give Dudley a real reason for getting angry at him.
The stash was in his trunk and he knew Dudley wouldnt touch anything relating to Harrys school. Anytime he even had his wand out, Dudley would go whiter than a sheet and back into things like a clumsy elephant. Whats the matter big D? Harry would taunt him with an evil smirk, laughing as he fell tripped over his own feet and stuttered. He wouldnt dare rat Harry out, not unless he wanted his parents and everyone in h