levisie and maybe
even have a go on dudleys puter).
auuhough shed just swallowed a lemon.
”and e bad the house in ruins?” she snarled.
”i wont blow up the house,” said harry, but they werent
listening.
”i suppose we could take him to the zoo,” said auunia
slowly, ”... ahe car....”
”that cars new, hes not sitting in it alone....”
dudley began to cry loudly. in fact, he wasnt really g --
it had been years since hed really cried -- but he k if he
screwed up his fad wailed, his mive him anything
he wanted.
”dinky duddydums, dont cry, mummy wo him spoil your
special day!” she cried, flinging her arms around him.
”i... dont... want... him... t-t-to e!” dudley yelled
betweeend sobs. ”he al!” he
shot harry a nasty grin through the gap in his mothers arms.
just then, the d -- ”oh, good lord, theyre
here!” said auunia frantically -- aer, dudleys
best friend, piers polkiss, walked in with his mother. piers was
a sy boy with a face like a rat. he was usually the one who
held peoples arms behind their backs while dudley hit them. dudley
st to ce.
half an hour later, harry, who t believe his luck, was
sitting in the back of the dursleys car with piers and dudley,
ohe zoo for the first time in his life. his aunt and
unt beehink of ao do with him,
but before theyd left, un had taken harry aside.
”im warning you,” he had said, putting his large purple face
right up close to harrys, ”im warning you now, boy -- any funny
busihing at all -- and youll be in that
now until christmas.”
”im not going to do anything,” said harry, ”holy..
but un didnt believe him. no one ever did.