I would like to be Harry!
okay here it goes!
Harry waited for the rest of the gang to move on before setting off again. When their voices had faded once more he headed around the corner into Magnolia Crecent and by walking very quickly he soon came within hailing distance of Dudley,who was strolling along at his ease, humming tunelessly.
"Hey, Big D!"
Dudley turned.
"Oh," he grunted. "Its you."
"How long have you been 'Big D' then?" said Harry.
"shut it," snarled Dudley, turning away again.
"Cool name," said Harry, grinning and falling into step beside his cousin. "But you'll always be ickle Diddykins to me."
"I said, SHUT IT!" said Dudley, who's ham-like hands had curled into fists.
"Don't the boys know thats what your mum calls you?"
"shut your face."
"You don't tell
her to shut her face. What about 'popkin' and 'Dinky Diddydums,' can I use them then?"
Dudley said nothing. The effort of keeping himself from hitting Harry seemed to be demanding all his self-control.
"So who've you been beating up tonight?" Harry asked, his grin fading. "Another ten-year-old? I know you did Mark Evans two nights ago-"
"He was asking for it," snarled Dudley
"Oh yeah?"
"He cheeked me."
"Yeah? Did he say you look like a pig that's been trained to walk on its hind legs? 'Cause that's not cheek, Dud, that's true..."
Did I get the part? I hope so! I have a wicked British accent!
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