Dudley lay in his cell and realised he could be here for a very long time, his father wasn't available to bail him out of trouble and any lawyer he got would be court appointed. Considering the kid he bashed was the son of a judge he reckoned his lawyer might not be trying too hard. Truth be told he had no defence, three teachers had pulled him off, and changing 'Merry Christmas' into a threat so vile he deserved the beating was beyond his meagre abilities.
When he heard the key in the door he was way beyond terrified.
Two guards told him to move and marched out of the cell, Dudley was led down past the area where the rest of the prisoners were enjoying breakfast. As the shouting began again Dudley felt someone grab his arse and nearly had to be carried by the guards while heading towards the wardens office.
Upon entering, his gaze was held by the sternest man he had ever seen. "Mr Dursley, Lord Gryffindor here has arranged for you to be handed over to his custody. This is on the strict understanding that he will carry out appropriate punishment on our behalf. Do you agree to these terms or will I have my officers take you down to breakfast?"
Dudley noticed the other person in the room, it was Harry dressed in a suit more expensive than anything his father ever owned. A choice of going with Harry or being gang rapped before breakfast was no choice at all.
"Please Sir! I'd prefer to go with Lord Gryffindor"
"Very well, wait outside while I have a word with his Lordship"
As soon as Dudley left the warden got ripped into Harry, "I hope this is seriously trying to help that young man and not some sort of bet or initiation rite. If it were anyone else but Kevin Carter they would have been told to go to hell. My officers have more work than they can handle, they don't need to be baby sitting someone's pet project."
"Sir I can assure you this is serious, that is my only cousin and I'm trying to make sure that last night is the only time he has to stay in one of these establishments. To prove how serious I am and by way of thanks I would like to offer you this." Harry pulled a bulging envelope out his pocket and the warden looked ready to explode.
Realising his mistake Harry quickly tried to defuse the situation, "Sir, this envelope only contains documents. My company is opening a clinic for the treatment of addicts and that is our offer to you for use of the secure wing we are building. It will hold ten and we will take responsibility for their treatment, safety and security. Our treatment will last from ten to fourteen days and allow you to reduce numbers slightly while helping alleviate the drugs problem in the prison. If you keep working to cut of the supply in here, we'll try to take away the demand."
Looking through the documents the warden could see that everything was above board and going to be run privately, without the taxpayer having to stump up a penny. "My Lord, I owe you an apology and would like to graciously accept this offer, hell I want to bite your arm off! We have been asking for this for years but funding was never available. You plan on having this up and running by late March?"
"Yes, please plan on sending the first group on the first Monday in April"
They shook hands and Harry left, he had just turned the corner before whispering, "Winky!" It was a blushing elf that appeared before Harry.
"What happened? You were supposed to guard him yet he turned up almost in a state of collapse."
The red-faced elf explained, "We were walking and he was being taunted so I came up behind him and squeezed his bum, I didn't mean for him to react like that. I was trying to give him a little fright instead I nearly scared the life out off him."
Harry tried to keep a stern look on his face but lasted all of five seconds before crumbling in laughter and hugging the elf, "Winky Potter, you are just brilliant! Please don't let any of the Marauders here that story, Dudley will never live it down and neither would you."
Harry went to find Dudley as it was time for phase two of his plan.
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Dudley now found himself in a vast room where the ceiling looked alive and, when he sat at a table, breakfast just appeared.
Harry was having some toast and orange juice when Dudley asked him where they were, "this is the great hall at Hogwarts, we are initiating a new fitness program in the new term and, as part of your punishment, you shall be giving it a trial run for the next four days."
Dudley, out of prison and a bit of breakfast in him, reacted like his old self, "how dare you bring me to this freak school ahhhh…"
Dudley had shot out of his seat, straight into the air, and stopped about three feet from the ceiling. He was slowly revolving when he heard Harry speak in a tone that caused his breakfast to curdle in his large stomach.
"Your life is in my hands Dud, I could smash you into the ceiling or just let you fall. This isn't the playground, if you piss someone off enough here you could end up dead! When someone can kill you with just a look, why the hell would you go out of your way to antagonise them?"
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