Hello everyone! This story, as always, is for the Houses Competition, but it will be the last one for Year One. But who knows, maybe I'll join again in Year Two. And, by the way, this is late, but I thought it was a good story, so I published it anyway! I will probably extend this into a multi-chap, so be on the lookout for that! Anyway, on with the story!
House: Gryffindor
Category: Drabble
Prompts: Dudley Dursley, Shopping
Word Count: 258
The final story for Year One: A Trip to the Grocery Store
Dudley sighed as he walked along the shopping aisle with his mother as she picked up various spices and canned soup.
"Mum, when are we going home?" he whined as she inspected the label of some canned tomatoes.
"In a minute, darling," she said, not looking up from the can.
Dudley groaned but trudged along as she put the can into the cart and rolled it to the deli.
"One pound of turkey, please," she requested.
As the man prepared her order, Dudley started whining again. "Why do we need all this food anyway?" That wasn't something he ever thought he'd hear himself say, but then again, he was missing The Great Humberto right now. "Because of Daddy's big dinner party, Diddykins," she said, rummaging through her purse for some change.
"But we already have food!" said Dudley.
"Yes, pumpkin, but we need special food for our guests."
"But—"
"We don't want them to eat all of your food, do we, sweetheart?"
This was enough to calm him down for a few minutes, until he spoke again.
"Mummy, what are we going to do about the freak?"
Petunia paused in the act of handing some money to the grocer.
"We'll just leave him in his room, of course. And don't call him 'freak' in public."
Across the room, a man looked at them curiously.
"Excuse me," said the man, walking towards them. "But I don't think it's very polite to call someone 'freak'."
"And who might you be?" asked Petunia, narrowing her eyes at him.
"Remus. Remus Lupin."