Harry

"Where is Dudley going to take her?", Harry muses to herself. "The sex shop? Or maybe he has other plans for her?".

The former wizard hasn't a clue on how Dudley plans to break in the ginger haired witch, though as she reaches Dudley's room and walks in, she knows she will have a part to play.

"I can start with cleaning up all of this garbage." Is the first thing that goes through the witches mind as she takes in the mess that her cousin has made. There's plates and food containers everywhere, piles of clothes and knocked over school supplies litter the floor, and random video games cover the TV stand. "I can't believe aunt Petunia hasn't bothered cleaning this out yet. She spots a few loose articles of women's clothing littering the foot of the bed, "Though she probably doesn't want to come face to face with her little duddykins nightime activities." She snorts to herself.

The Witch sets to work cleaning up the filthy room. She organizes her cousin turned masters desk, and shelves, before quickly making the bed. A few quick trips down stairs for supplies and longer visit tothe garbage can she manages to clean out litter around the room.

"Why does he leave so much crap on the ground?" Harry thinks to herself, as she starts on the piles of clothes lying about. "I swear to merlin I've seen more shirts on the floor then he's ever kept in his closet." With a huff the tired girl goes for the obviously feminine articles of clothing that his cousins "guests" have left behind.

As she reaches over to pick up a rather nice set of panties she hesitates for a second. For some reason she can't help but imagine her cousin ripping them off one of his conquests. She bites her lip as the imagery takes shape. Dudley, big and strong, holding a squirming teenage minx in his arms. His hands roaming over her bottom, tugging and pulling on the only thing covering her slit from his hungry fingers.

"Merlin" she gasps out loud, as her hands start to travel down towards her throbbing crotch. She can just imagine him pulling his fuck toy up with his dominating strength, her legs dangling as he rips her underwear down her legs, lips locked in a hungry kiss. The vision is so tantalizing, Harry's hands can't help but to pull up her own dress, a hand slipping into the band of her own panties.

The imaginary girl is obviously captivated by Dudley's ministrations, Harry slowly realizes this imaginary girl is no stranger. With black hair, green eyes and lighting bolt scar on full display, she finds herself looking at a perfect reflection. As Dudley's fingers slips into her pussy, Harry's own slender digits find themselves roaming the same sweet hole in real life.

With soft moans and fluttering eyes, she plays with herself vigorously as the vision changes before her. No longer is she imagining herself as the star of the lewd acts her mind is conjuring up. She sees red hair and pale skin, as Dudley slowly pulls a struggling Ginny onto his bed. "Yes, please, Take her, please" Harry whispers to herself, as Dudley pulls out his massive cock from the top of his sweatpants.

Harry's eyes nearly roll back into her skull as the image of Dudley looming over the youngest Weasley sends her over the edge. She pulls her finger back out from underneath her dress and stares at the slickness of it, before drying it off on the panties she is still clutching in the other hand. She fells ashamed of what she just did.

With a shake of her head she gets back to work. There's no going back now, she's given herself fully to her bullying cousin.

"I'll do whatever it takes to make Dudley happy"

After a few hours the room is sparkling clean, and Harry is patiently waiting at the foot of bed for her Master and friend to return. It doesn't take much longer before she hears the doorknob start to jiggle.