Thanks to the fantabulous Lilybeth for the Beta.
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Posted 22 Jan 07
Petunia had excused her odious son, and he was clamouring up the stairs when Dursley pulled into the drive.
Narcissa subtly drew her wand and took advantage of Petunia's distraction.
The whale's padding did less to mute his fall than one would expect, she thought as she followed the frantic mother into the hall.
"My, that does look serious." The brat and his mother wailed louder, and Dursley narrowed his eyes at the Boy.
"I can take young Harry, if you'd like, while you take Dudley to the hospital."
Tearfully, Petunia thanked her and took her up on her offer.