An Un-heard of Proposal

He’s clearly a bad influence waiting to happen. That damn hair was a rat’s nest, clearly neglected despite how much Sawyer’s tried to teach him the meaning of cleanliness, and he smelled awful. Willow had damn near fainted at the sight of him. Barnaby ought not to deal with men like him, always leeching off others, never showing even a HINT of appreciatio- “I think we should give him a serving.”“What?”“Pavak, I mean.”The table was silent.*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*small unedited tidbit from my hp rewrite. not the best but my first published fic .. constructive criticism is very welcome!! (also i originally wrote this in notes and just copy-pasted it over so im pretty sure all the italics are gone. rip in peace)if you need it : willow = petunia, barnaby = dudley, sawyer = vernon, pavak = harry