M r. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
"You're welcome!" The pranksters in the room yelled.
They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense. Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.
"What are drills?" Arthur questioned.
"How about write down all the muggle terms on a piece of parchment and I'll explain later?" Lily suggested to him. He nodded apparently pleased with the idea.
He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache.
"A walrus you mean?" Questioned James.
Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors.
"A walrus and a giraffe. What an unlikely pair." Sirius mused.
The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.
"Every parent thinks that." Molly remarked.
"Not everyone parent." Muttered the children belonging to blood supremacist parents.
The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.
"Woahhh!!! What!?" Sirius exclaimed.
"James you're related to these muggles?" Remus questioned.
James shook his head in response.
"You sure mate?" Alessandro questioned his best mate.
"Well Potter is a very common name so it could be a muggle.." Lily said trailing off in the end. For some she couldn't help but think of how Mrs. Dursley reminded her of her sister.
Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.
Lily's suspicions started to grow stronger and stronger.
The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street. The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, but they had never even seen him. This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.
"A child like what exactly?"
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country. Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work,
"Who does that?" Gideon asked.
"Apparently this weirdo." Answered his twin Fabian.
and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.
Molly frowned at the child's behaviour.
None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window.
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Unveiled
Fanfiction" Secrets are going to be unveiled." Perce told them. " Traitors will be found." Castor commented. " Wrong will be right." Estella informed. " And hopefully love will blossom sooner in my parents this time." Perce said. "Let's get this party starte...
