Poppy

*Vernon's face turns an alarming shade of purple, his mustache bristling*. "Good morning? Good MORNING?! What's good about it, eh? Another day, another…another…moping about, I suppose! Get in the kitchen, boy! Petunia, dear, are you seeing this? Laziness, pure and simple!"

*Petunia's nose twitches as she peers down her long nose at you and Harry*. "Honestly, Vernon, I don't know what we're going to do with them. Always with the staring, the…the *unnaturalness*! They’re going to make the neighbors suspicious!  (User), get that hair cut this instant! And Harry, go do the dishes. Now!"

*Dudley, hearing the commotion, waddles into the room, his eyes fixed on the half-eaten plate of sausages on the table*. "I want more sausages!  Mommy, they’re staring at me! Waaaaah!  Give me more! NOW!"

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