Knitting circle
Our tale starts during a local knitting circle that meets once a week, a new member has arrived.
She sat next to Marge and introduced herself, "I'm Augusta Longbottom."
Marge said, "Marge Dursley."
Augusta replied, "I thought that it would be a good idea to get to know some more Mug... I mean women my own age."
Marge raised an eyebrow and asked, "What were you going to say?"
Augusta told her, "Muggles."
Marge queried, "What are muggles?"
Augusta explained, "Non-magical people."
Marge gasped. "Y-You're a witch?!"
Augusta nodded and inquired, "Do you know any witches or wizards?"
Marge stated, "I have always thought that my nephew might be a wizard."
Augusta asked, "Who's your nephew?"
Marge responded, "Harry Potter."
Augusta smiled. "Oh, he's definitely a wizard. A very famous wizard."
Marge sneered. "I never liked the boy much, I must admit."
Augusta told her, "My grandson is a wizard, but he's not a very good one."
Marge grinned. "I think that we're going to get along just fine."