If Vernon had noticed, he might have been inclined to think his son was becoming a sissy, but Petunia could see Didders was simply trying to learn the ways in which a young man might impress a girl, and in doing so, realising his own mother was one. Oh, that sums it up delightfully. I adore that line. Those moments are some of the best in life, realising that the parents are humans and have traits, whatever the reason!
There are no Wizarding laws saying we can't use metaphors too! Thank goodness, or it would be a dreadfully boring world of literature!
Adorable. I loved seeing Dudley as a true character. Heather was fantastic - she reminded me a bit of a snarkier Luna, which made me smile. Reminded me a fair bit of Gabrielle as well, grown up a bit and cultivating her rebellious streak.
Loved Petunia's history as well. I always like to hope that somewhere deep down, Petunia would learn to heal the wound of her sister's exclusion enough to witness and approve of her son's happiness. Until then I'll just be happy Dudley is. (: Fantastic story!