Suo dudes! I'm The 379th Hero!So this is some weird idea I had while on the bus, and I started writing:

"HARRY POTTER!" Vernon Dursley screamed. A few house down from them, in Number 12, Privet Drive, two young ladies, perhaps in their 20s, named Jamie and Lizzie, heard the shout.

"There goes that Dursley again, screaming at his nephew," Lizzie commented.

"I wonder what he did this time? Poop in the toilet maybe?" Jamie replied.

"Possibly. Lord knows he'd yell at that poor boy for just about anything," Lizzie took a sip of her lemonade (did I mention they had lemonade?).

"I know. Last time it was when he got good grades at school."

"Good God, again?"

"Third time this week, and it's only Tuesday."

"How does one do that?"

"Apparently," Jamie took a bite of her biscuit (they had those, too), "he was yelling at the boy for doing well at Sunday School."

"How in the world would that even work?"

"I'm honestly not sure. I get this feeling that Vernon Dursley lacks any common sense."

Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Clearly. Although, your sister does seem quite taken by young Potter, doesn't she?"

"Yes. Said he saved her from that oaf Dudley."

"Really makes you question what Venom and his wife keep saying about him."

"Venom?" Jamie raised her eyebrows.

"Well, his attitude does seem quite venomous, and the spelling is close."

"I see. Well, the point is, he's much too old for her. I mean, she's only 8, and he's... maybe 14... I don't know."

Well you know, I have a feeling that in their 20s, the age gap wouldn't be a problem."

Jamie looked thoughtful. "You might be right. I mean, Jeff is 7 years older than you."

Lizzie laughed. "I know. Speaking of boyfriends, how's that Sean fellow you were hanging out with yesterday?"

"Just a friend."

"Sure. Anyway, would you like some more lemonade?"

"Yes, please."

Yeah... this really got away from me...Anyway, thanks so much for reading. If you liked it, please be sure to click favourite, share it if you really liked it and follow my account for more stories by me. BYE!