It was the day that Harry was leaving to go with his friends to the World Cup. Dudley figured he would give his mission one last try before admitting defeat. He made his way up to Harry's room.
"Do you need any help bringing your trunk down?" Dudley asked.
"No way, you'll just break it or throw it down the stairs." Harry said.
"No I won't, I just want to help. I thought we could make amends and be friends." Dudley said quietly.
"Ha! Us, be friends? Don't make me laugh!" Harry said chuckling as he made his way downstairs. Dudley could do nothing but follow and admit his plan hadn't worked.
Harry and the Dursley's all sat in the living room. Uncle Vernon in his best suit with a pompous air about him, Aunt Petunia in a slimming dress and not a single hair out of place with a sneer on her face, Dudley saddened by the fact that his plan hadn't worked and thinking of another way to go about it, and Harry anxious to leave. The Weasley's finally arrived to get Harry. Dudley noticed that as they were leaving the twins had dropped a piece of candy. Dudley, hungry from trying to give Harry his food all summer, picked it up and put it in his mouth. It tasted very funny. Before he knew what was happening his tongue began to swell. Before Mr. Weasley could fix it, it was half the length of the living room.
After all of the Weasley's had gone, Dudley began to laugh. He thought it was really funny. But he stopped because the look in his father's eyes told him that he didn't find it the least bit funny and his mother was hiding in the kitchen lest his tongue start growing again. Dudley decided he might as well go to sleep and wait for the next day that he was sure wouldn't be much better.
"Do you need any help bringing your trunk down?" Dudley asked.
"No way, you'll just break it or throw it down the stairs." Harry said.
"No I won't, I just want to help. I thought we could make amends and be friends." Dudley said quietly.
"Ha! Us, be friends? Don't make me laugh!" Harry said chuckling as he made his way downstairs. Dudley could do nothing but follow and admit his plan hadn't worked.
Harry and the Dursley's all sat in the living room. Uncle Vernon in his best suit with a pompous air about him, Aunt Petunia in a slimming dress and not a single hair out of place with a sneer on her face, Dudley saddened by the fact that his plan hadn't worked and thinking of another way to go about it, and Harry anxious to leave. The Weasley's finally arrived to get Harry. Dudley noticed that as they were leaving the twins had dropped a piece of candy. Dudley, hungry from trying to give Harry his food all summer, picked it up and put it in his mouth. It tasted very funny. Before he knew what was happening his tongue began to swell. Before Mr. Weasley could fix it, it was half the length of the living room.
After all of the Weasley's had gone, Dudley began to laugh. He thought it was really funny. But he stopped because the look in his father's eyes told him that he didn't find it the least bit funny and his mother was hiding in the kitchen lest his tongue start growing again. Dudley decided he might as well go to sleep and wait for the next day that he was sure wouldn't be much better.