Returning from school

As usual, Petunia came to pick up her two wonderful boys at the school gate. And as usual, she couldn't resist the urge to greet them with a big kiss that embarrassed them in front of all their little classmates.

So what? She had to make the most of it before they got too big to let it happen. Then they walked home. Usually, she took the car, but it was a beautiful sunny day and, exceptionally, she had free time today. But on the way, she noticed that Harry seemed sullen. She turned into the park, and while Dudley ran on the slide, she took her other son aside:

Did your day go well, my darling?

Yes, mom.

You look sad. Did something happen at school?

He seemed to hesitate to answer.

Well (...) it's that (...)

Yes, my darling. Said Petunia to encourage him.

The teacher said that the name is actually called the family name because all the members of a family have the same name.

Yes, my darling. So what?

Why don't I have the same name?

You have the same name as your parents. (…)

But you are my parents. Harry interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.

Yes my darling. But (…)

So I can use the same name?

His request exploded within her an ocean of contradictory feelings. Of course, there was joy, but to her great shame, also rejection. She didn't want him to have the same name as her. She forced herself to think it was solely out of loyalty to her deceased sister.

Listen my dear, it's an important decision. I need to talk about it with your father.

But I am your son.

Finally, she gave in:

Okay, if you want.

Then he joined Dudley and she watched them play together, like two brothers. She just hoped that Vernon wouldn't mind.