Dudley didn't know what happened just one moment he had been mocking his cousin with his friends and then suddenly it was cold. So cold.

The wind picked up around them and his friends bolted in fright. He didn't feel afraid though he knew the rules.

"Stop that! You can't use magic!" He sneered at his cousin. Pausing however he noticed how the color seemed to drain from his cousin's face.

A look of horror made itself known on his cousin's face as he looked into the sky wearily and Dudley was startled, "Run."

Dudley froze looking at him in confusion not obeying the command. His cousin seeming to realize that looked at him with a pleading expression. "Dudley, run! Get away from here, go home and stay inside! Don't leave the house until I get back! Please." When he made no moves a murderous scowl appeared on his cousin's face as he yelled at him, "BLOODY HELL DUDLEY RUN!"

He bolted. He didn't know why he listened. Maybe it was the utter look of horror on his cousin's face. Maybe it was the fear in his voice. Maybe it was the commanding voice that scared him. Or maybe it was the haunted look that had appeared in his cousin's eyes as he pleaded with him before dashing off in the opposite direction of the way home.

Or maybe it was the terrifying faceless wraithlike creatures that descended from the sky. The way one of the video game like creatures paused and turned to look at him before going following after his cousin still looking hesitant.

"RUN DUDLEY!" Harry practically screamed at him and that time he had listened. He ran and ran, and he could swear his blood turned cold as he heard a heart wrenching scream behind him.

He couldn't hold the tears as the horrifying memory of one of the creatures sucking some mist like thing from his cousin's face. He ran to afraid to look behind him as the cold seemed to follow him.

He threw himself inside slamming the door shut. A glance out the window found him looking at one of those wraiths backs as it departed into the sky again.

"WHATS WITH ALL THE RUKUS?!" He heard his father yell angrily from the Tv room. And Dudley was sure he thought it was Harry making the noise. He froze again at the thought of his cousin.

"Hah." A sob escaped him. He couldn't even feel embarrassed that he was crying despite being 15.

He heard loud angry stomps from behind him before they paused.

"Diddykins what's wrong sweetheart?" A flinch escaped him as he felt his mother place a hand on his shoulder.

A look over his shoulder found him looking at the concerned faces of his mother and father. He choked, "Har.. Harry he-he—"

"WHAT DID THAT FREAK DO TO YOU SWEETHEART!?" His mother screeched.

"He saved me..." His voice was soft but he could tell his parents heard by their widening eyes.