"Darling, don't do that," Petunia said. "It was Harry!" "He's not here, honey, or was it a spell he cast to make you do that?" "Yes, I only broke that vase because he put a charm on me." "Yes honey." Dudley just trampled up to his room with a cake tin in hand. Opened the door slammed it behind him and laughed hysterically. After changing his clothes and hopping into bed he opened the cake tin. Grabbing huge chunks of cake, he stuffed his face until he was full. Footsteps came up the stairs and three loud knocks. "Dudley have you seen the tin with the freshly baked cake in it?" "No," he said quickly shoving the tin under his sheets. "Have a good sleep darling," came the sweet and reassuring reply. Forgetting about the tin he fell asleep.