Dudley scowled through his face flushing, though it felt forced. He sighed. "My mum scuttled them away. I.... I don't really know why; I suppose she could barely explain to you herself. She was the one who helped me dig them up." Harry watched as Evangeline leaned into her boyfriend; from the look on her lovely face, he suspected that she knew everything about what had gone on during the boys" childhood. Harry had to give the lady credit: to hear the darker side of your lover's past, and yet still love them anyway. For that alone, he wished Dudley and Evangeline all the happiness in the world.