"In a panic she scooped the bundle in her arms and slammed the front door shut.

She stood with her back against it, breathing heavily. The blankets made a slight gap to reveal the face of a tiny sleeping child, he looked about the same age as Dudley. Petunia’s stomach gave a nasty churn as she looked at the tuft of thick jet black hair poking out of the babies head. She had never laid eyes on this child before, but that black hair gave his identity away in an instant"