"Of course Mother, yes we'll be over for tea. Goodbye Mother."
"Was that your mum?" Andrea asked Dudley, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Mmm, yes, we're going there for tea." Dudley Dursley replied, kissing his wife. "Faith still asleep?"
"Yes, but her naptime is almost over." Andrea looked at her watch.
"I'll go get her." Dudley happily thundered up the stairs to the nursery. He slowly tip-toed into his daughter's room. He was a proud and surprisingly good father. A wide, silly grin spread across his face as her peered into the crib. He carefully picked her up and cradled her in his huge arms. He smoothed her dark brown locks and looked into her big blue eyes which looked up at Dudley, full of curiosity and excitement.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Dudley, Andrea and Faith came into the Dursley's house.
"In here." A grouchy voice called from the parlor.
"Hello Father." Andrea sweetly said to Vernon Dursley, a quite large and rather grumpy man. Having recently fallen over his own two feet and twisted an ankle, Petunia had kept him in the house at all times.
"How are you Andrea?" Vernon said a slight tone happier. "Now, would you do me a favor?"
"What Father?"
"Go talk to Petunia; maybe sneak me out a few pastries? She's got me on this new diet, lots of green foods."
"I'll see what I can do." Andrea laughed and walked towards the kitchen. Dudley walked into the parlor with Faith in the baby carrier. He sat down on the couch across form his father and rocked Faith's seat slowly.
"Dudley." Vernon said after a few moments of silence. Dudley looked up, lost in train of thought.
"Yes Father?"
"Let me see my granddaughter son." Dudley cautiously picked up Faith and brought her to her grandfather. Faith looked up at the big man holding her and broke into a giant smile, and Vernon had a smile to match.
"Hello Mum." Andrea said, walking into the kitchen.
"Andrea, hello."
"Smells wonderful."
"Ah! I know what you're up to, no snacks for Vernon; don't go trying to sneak any!"
"Don't worry I wasn't."
"Well then come help me bring out the cookies, I'll bring the pie." Petunia grabbed a fresh blueberry pie and followed Andrea out into the parlor. Andrea was sitting on the ground and Dudley and Vernon were talking.
"Look food." Andrea cheerfully said, placing the plate of cookies on the table and handing Vernon a carrot. "Sorry," she whispered "she's really tough about this diet thing." She gave Vernon a sympathetic smile.
"It's fine." Vernon grumbled.
"Dudleykins! So good to see you!" Petunia walked into the parlor, holding the pie.
"Hello Mother. You see your granddaughter?" Dudley asked with pride. But he didn't get the reaction he had hoped for from his mother. All of a sudden the pie smashed onto the carpet. Everyone spun around to look at Petunia. Her jaw was dropped and quivering, her eyes with fear and shock.
"She---she." Petunia stuttered. "She's one of them.