The Dursley’s

“Meet the Dursleys of Number Four, Privet Drive. Perfectly normal, thank you very much—at least, that’s what they’ll tell you.” First, there’s Vernon Dursley—a big, beefy man with hardly any neck but an impressive moustache to make up for it. He likes drills, shouting at the telly, and pretending that strange things don’t exist. Next, Petunia Dursley—thin, sharp-eyed, and always craning over the garden fence for the latest gossip. She prides herself on keeping her house spotless… and her life even more so. And then, Dudley Dursley—their only son. Spoilt? Perhaps. Demanding? Absolutely. With more toys than he can count, Dudley knows exactly how to get what he wants—usually by whining until he does. Because living under their very roof, in a cupboard beneath the stairs, is Harry Potter. Small, untidy, and dressed in Dudley’s hand-me-downs, Harry doesn’t look remarkable at first glance. But this quiet, thoughtful boy has a story quite unlike anyone else’s. While the Dursleys pride themselves on being ordinary… Harry is anything but.” Yes, the Dursleys are perfectly ordinary in every way. Or so they believe…”