How did Petunia just sit there while Marge called her SISTER a bitch?
Her dead sister.
No matter how I feel about my sister you can't insult her infront of me with out me coming at you like Harry came at Marge.
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summer homework
for @greyeyedmonster-18 and @femme--de--lettres and everyone else suffering through finals rn, ilu <3
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Harry hears the sound of the Floo, and then Sirius’s booming voice. “Where are my favorite Potters?”
“Grandpa!”
Harry rolls his eyes as his three children leap up and hurry into the living room. He follows, watching as the three of them dart around Sirius and throw themselves at Remus.
“Oof!” Remus says. James surpassed him in height over a year ago, and AJ caught up to him over the winter hols. Lily isn’t far off, and so Remus is completely engulfed by the three of them. “Hello, loves.”
Sirius puts his hands on his hips in mock outrage. “And where’s my hug?”
James, AJ, and Lily disentangle themselves from Remus and, ignoring Sirius entirely, go back to what they were doing. Sirius’s mouth drops open. “I don’t even get a hello?”
James sighs and looks at Harry. “Dad?”
Harry rolls his eyes again and says, “The kids want me to tell you that they’re not speaking to you.”
“What? Why?” Now Sirius really is outraged. “What did I do?”
James, AJ, and Lily look at Harry. Harry shakes his head.
“I’m not doing this all night. If you have something to say to Grandad, do it yourself.”
“Grandpa, tell Grandad he shouldn’t have assigned us so much bloody homework over the summer,” AJ says to Remus.
Remus’s eyebrows shoot up, but he turns to Sirius and says, “The kids aren’t talking to you because you assigned--”
“Yes, thank you, I heard,” Sirius says. “You and James have OWLs and NEWTs next year. You both need to be prepared.”
“What about me?” Lily pipes up. “I don’t have OWLs and NEWTs.”
“You still need to keep your skills sharp.”
“That’s not fair!”
“Grandpa never gave us summer homework,” AJ says.
“They’ve got a point, Sirius,” Remus says. “Their previous Defense teacher never gave them summer homework.”
“Well, maybe their previous Defense teacher shouldn’t have had a run-in with a bunch of Inferi that resulted in him having to take a year-long leave of absence!”
“That’s true,” Remus concedes. “I probably shouldn’t have done that.”
“You’re still coming back next year, Grandpa, right?” AJ asks hopefully. “We don’t have to have Grandad again?”
“Hey!”
“Actually, kids, that’s what we wanted to tell you at dinner tonight.” Remus slips an arm around Sirius’s waist and leans into him. “I am coming back next year, but so is Grandad. We’re going to be co-teaching Defense.”
“Really?” Harry says. “That’s great!”
“Okay, but we don’t have to do our homework, right?” James says.
“Sorry, James Sirius, but you still have to do the homework Grandad assigned you. All of you do.”
James pulls a face. “You’re the worst grandparents ever.”
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Come to think of it, while I vaguely remember something about Book-1-Harry's glasses being held together with tape, which fits the poor quality of his upbringing, it's hard to actually imagine the Dursleys even fitting him with glasses in the first place. They were so cartoonishly abusive and brazenly negligent towards Harry up to this point that I much more easily imagine Harry complaining about not being able to see the board at school and his aunt and uncle responding with "shut up and deal with it on your own". I mean, they kept him clothed so that they wouldn't actually get in trouble or attract attention, but they didn't bother to take him to shops and pick out clothes for him or spend money on them, mind you; they just handed him badly-fitting clothes that Dudley was done with. I can't quite picture the scene of them taking Harry to the optometrist and picking out and paying for his glasses.
Then again, maybe an eye test would have been done at school and some school officials ordered the Dursleys to get him glasses or something.
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