Dudley shoo his fucktoy upstairs

Dudley hand moving away from Harry tight pucker hole. He said. "Go upstairs sweetie. I need to talk with my parents for a few minutes about you."

Harry open his mouth to protest to stay. But Dudley slap his ass hard. Not even trying to hide his dominance over Harry. "Now leave."

Harry scamper upstairs to his room. His thoughts on what Dudley were talking about down stairs with his aunt and uncle. Harry pace back and forth inside his room.

As Harry waits anxiously for Dudley to come upstairs. He heard a very familiar sound. A low buzzing noise coming near his window. Harry eyes shot over to his window seeing nothing.

Harry inch closer pulling the window open. Harry still heard the buzzing. But now the sound were louder and nearby. Harry knew it were odd to do. But he outstretch his dainty hand trying to feel something. His hand touching an invisible metal like object.