The Dursleys sick

Vernon stumbles, red-faced and sniffling, clutching tissues instead of his briefcase. He sneezes so loudly the screen shakes. Petunia walks in next, still trying to dust the house, but she looks pale and wobbly, coughing delicately into a handkerchief while glancing out the window. Dudley waddles in, bundled in a blanket, moaning dramatically with a thermometer sticking out of his mouth and an empty chocolate wrapper at his side.