Petunia Dursley sighed as she dried the dishes, vigorously scrubbing them dry with a tea towel and leaving them on the side so she could put them away after she had finished her current task. Misty eyed, she stared out into the front garden where her darling angel Duddikins was playing football with his little friends. More than once or twice he tackled them against the rules, but Petunia pretended not to notice.
The brat was in his cupboard, to the relief of her and Vernon. He was being punished for an incident at school where he had climbed onto the school roof using his freakish powers. They couldn't have that sort of behaviour now, could they? Imagine what the neighbours would say!
Yet no matter how much Petunia tried to justify her actions, she still felt a little twinge whenever she thought about it. Lily, she thought, I'm so sorry…
