The sun was setting beautifully on privet drive in a wonderful mixture of pinks and gold. It was a sunset that would make anyone and everyone weep for happiness but sadly this sunset went unseen as all the inhabitants of private drive were in their little cookie cutter houses watching TV and paying bills or in some cases were nodding off to sleep after a hard day of playing. If you were to look down upon this street you would see only its innocence you would never know that the Pembereks that lived at number twelve were stealing from their neighbors to pay the bills or that Mr. Brack from number seven was cheating on his wife with her brother, nor would you know of the conversation Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were having at this very moment. It's a good thing you aren't looking down on the street then isn't it...
