He’d seen something like it before, when he’d been dragged along with the Dursley’s to A&E when Dudley had fallen off his bike. While Vernon had headed off to move the car, muttering about astronomical parking prices, Dudley was sent to x-ray. With no one else to supervise him, Harry had had to stand quietly behind the lead glass screen of the x-ray room, while Petunia, wearing an unattractive beige lead apron, tried her best to pin a screaming and thrashing Dudley’s hand in place. By the end of their ordeal, Harry’s ears had been ringing. When Harry had been given a sticker as well, Dudley had quickly snatched it from him, only to throw it on the floor anyway.