Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people that you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.
Mr. Dursley was a director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. Mrs. Dursley was thin, blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.
One day, when Mr. Dursley went to work, James and Lily Potter showed up to see Mrs. Dursley at her house on number four. Lily knocked, but there was no answer. "Petunia, i know that you're in here." said Lily, holding a bundle in her arms.
Mrs. Dursley opened the door to let them inside. "James and Lily, what are you two doing here?" she asked. James looked at Lily giving her the "Do what you have to do." look.
"Petunia, we wanted to tell you that James and i are going into hiding." said Lily. "So you may not here from us, due to a certain problem."
"Well, what does this have to do with me?" asked Petunia, not knowing the situation.
"We thought you'd like to see your nephew before we leave." said James, trying to be polite.
"oh, so that's why I've not heard from you at all in the past few weeks?" Petunia asked...
"I've been taking care of my son." said Lily, getting up to head to the door..
"i'll see you guys soon, i hope." said Petunia...
"Of course, Happy Halloween." said James, taking Baby Harry and walked out the door..