The Dinnner

--------------------------The Dinner--------------------------------------------------------------------
Earlier……….

Harry and Ron walked inside the door to meet the smoldering eyes of his aunt and uncle.

“yeeeaahh.  I’m gonna go now byeharry.” Ron was out the door in two seconds leaving the trunk floating in the air.

“Shit” Harry said under his breath.  “I think your going to find this very funny”

“You used that thing in broad daylight!” bellowed Vernan first already starting to turn purple.

“Yeah but no one could tell me and Ron didn’t really carry it down the whole block.”
  
“I thought you couldn’t use m-magic outside of school.” stumbled Petunia.

“Well since the murdering bastard Lord Voldemort, you know the guy who murdered your sister my mother, has come back, I’ve been given special permission to use my magic to protect myself.”   

“W-well then y-you.”

“No! You will not confiscate my wand to make yourself feel better!   You will not disturb me while I can actually do my summer homework in peace! All I want to for the next two weeks is to stay alive and ignore you people who just happen to be a poor excuse for a family.”  And with that Harry stomped up the stairs with the trunk floating up behind him.

“I’ll deal with him later Petunia. We have dinner guests to attend to. Come now I’ll help you in the kitchen.”

At dusk the Johnson family left their home to go next door to dine with the Dursleys.  David wore a simple outfit of khaki pants and a Lavandar dress shirt. Elizabeth wore a red halter top with blue cargo pants and red converse sneakers. Circe wore an elaborate green peasant skirt, with a simple white tank top. On her forearms were matching green lace gauntlets and around her neck was a black choker in the shape of a snake. They reached the Dursley’s front door but just before Elizabeth rang the Doorbell David decided to remind their girls of their behavior.

“Alright you two, be respectful. Elizabeth you are not Ms. Frizzle’s class pet. So you will and shall be called Elizabeth. Circe Please be kind with your words you know how you both can eaisley offend people.  Make sure to wear your glasses because you know how your eyes can make people uneasy.”

“But dad” wined lizzy turning around. “They got to be bad neighbors.”

“Now Elizabeth that’s rude. I haven’t met any of the new neighbors yet. That heavy set young man helped with the moving men.”

“I don’t know David anyone who has the right mind to name their child Dudley must be cracked somehow.  Having a name like that qualifies us to call B.C.W.”

“Now you see that’s what I’m talking about” he scolded looking back and forth between his daughters. “What would your mother say if she knew the two of you were prejudging people you never even known?” Both girls became silent. Elizabeth looked down at her shoes while Circe absentmindedly stroked her snake choker. “I love you girls but your going to make me loose all my hair I swear it.” He hugged them close. “Okay lets go into the lion’s pit girls.” Elizabeth hooked her arm into Circe’s to guide her. Then Elizabeth rang the doorbell. The door swung open to reveal Mrs. Dursley wearing a 50’s style homemaker dress with floral print.


“Oh please come in your just in time.” She said with a smile. With Circe and Elizabeth in the lead The Johnson family followed Mrs. Dursley down the hallway to the kitchen.

Elizabeth turned around and mouthed ‘fake’ to her father who gestured for her to turn around.




    The dinner had gone well into an hour with both the Dursleys.  Talking about Mr. Dursley’s Job, and then bragging bout their son. How he is on the local boxing team and so on.  It had occurred to Mrs. Dursley just how silent their dinner guest were her husband hadn’t given them a chance to speak.

“Oh dear look at us we’ve been going on and on and we haven’t even started on Asking about our guest how rude.” “So David is it.”  Why have you come to merry old England as they say it?

“Well I’ll be working in some museums translating manuscripts I’m a linguist” David then continued to talk about his job when Elizabeth leaned over to her sister.

“What’s wrong Circe?” asked her sister. “Your face is all frowned up.”   

“It’s nothing really.” Circe responded stroking her chocker.

“You’re lying when ever something’s wrong, you start playing with that thing.”

“Well it’s just….”  “It’s just a little thing really.”

“And that little thing may be?”

“Lizzy, how many people are sitting at the table?”

“Including us? Six. Why?”

“That’s the problem.”

“What are you ta… Oh.”

“Exactly.”

“Would you girls mind contributing to the conversation, instead of talking amongst yourselves it is quite rude” chimed in Mrs. Dursley.

“Sorry Elizabeth said quickly it’s just that my sister had noticed something and wanted to ask a question.”

“Well what is it out with it girl urged Mr. Dursley.” Circe shifted uncomfortably for a moment.

“Don’t you have another son?” she asked quietly.

“I beg you pardon?”

“I said is Dudley you only son? I mean earlier we did meet a boy on the lawn who said he lived here.”

“Well he didn’t say Circe his friend did.” Elizabeth reminded her sister.

“Anyway why isn’t he having dinner with us?”



“Well my cousin is not exactly example of a good citizen so we just keep him in his room. The last time my parents had a dinner party He dropped a cake on the lady’s head.

“Do you have him stay in his room every time you have guest over?” asked David.

“Yeah” said Dudley shrugging. “He’s a freak.”

“Mr. and Mrs. I have worked in child care services. So correct me if I’m wrong but don’t you think excluding your Nephew this was is what makes him so destructive? Why not have him join us, so that he can feel apart of the family.”
Both Dudley’s parents looked at each other. Vernan sighed heavily before he went upstairs to get Harry.
Upstairs…..

“Now you listen to me boy.  No funny business.”

“You know what uncle Vernan? Fuck You. I’ll be the only real person down there your whole family is fucking fake. The only reason why you’re having that dinner is to kiss their asses.”

“Why you little.”

“Ah ah ah.” said Harry taking out his wand.  “Do you want me to accidentally make your mouth disappear?  Vernan shrank away.  “I thought not.”


When they got down stairs the Dinner table was empty. Petunia and David were sitting in the living room sipping Coffee.

“David this is our nephew Harry. Harry this is our neighbor Mr. Johnson.”

“Hello sir.”

“Call me David.” answered David. “Go on ahead in the backyard your cousin Dudley is entertaining my daughters.”

“That’s not a good thing.” Harry said laughing. Harry came upon his cousin and the two girls sitting in the Grass. Dudley was gesturing excitedly with his fists apparently telling them a boxing story.”

“All right that’s enough Dudders don’t you think that don’t bore them to death with another one of your feats of sumo winnings.”

“You know you can sod the fuck off Harry.”

“Harry! So that’s your name.” Elizabeth broke in. Circe smiled at that.

“Yeah” Harry smiled rolling his eyes at his cousin’s insult and sitting down. “Sorry about the tough guy act earlier. I don’t try to emulate my cousin or anything.”

“So what kind of music do you guys listen to?”

Dudley rambled of the names of a couple of bands.

“What about you Harry?” asked Circe looking at him.

“Hmm….I guess, I dunno know I like what ever makes me want to fly.”

“Is that so?” Circe inquired with a knowing smile.

“That is I mean ummm… I run track at school. So when I run I feel like I want to fly” stammered Harry. You didn’t say what you listen to.”

“Well our music taste is pretty eclectic; it can go from Bach to Bjork to Enya.”

“Then we can listen to Avenge Centerfold, Manson or oh oh that new band.” Elizabeth started snapping trying to remember. “Circe heard from her old school the Weird Sisters!” she shouted excitedly.

“Weird Sisters? How? –“  At that moment David and Mrs. Dursley came out side. Mrs. Dursley was holding a tray with four glasses of pink lemonade.

“Alright girls I’m calling it a night. Don’t stay out too late you still have some unpacking to do and you have to feed Marvelo.”  David kissed both girls on the tops of their heads and Petunia placed the tray down on the ground. Elizabeth took a glass and handed it to her sister then started to drink her lemonade.

“So Harry” said Circe. “What’s your last name or has it been changed to Dursley.”

“Hell no it’s Potter. Why?” Lizzy started to choke on her lemonade after hearing what was said.

“Are you okay?” Dudley asked patting Lizzy on the back. Lizzy held up her hand indicating she was all right. Several beats past before Dudley broke the silence again. “So uh will either of you be going to school around here?”

“Lizy is I’m going to be going to a bording school a little farther away. Perhaps you’ve heard of it Harry Potter. It’s Beauxbaton Academy, the all girls’ school.

Harry looked up and just stared at circe not saying anything. He stared at her hard until Dudley piped in.

“Why would he know where your school is?” asked Dudley

“Because Dudders” said Lizzy putting her arm around his fat turkey neck “Let’s just say she goes to his sister school.”