Medders at Large: Siffleur extraordinaire, puckered lips and all

“Medders, what are you up to? You look absolutely grotesque.” Hermione had come upon her husband pulling a very strange face in the mirror that hangs over the great baronial hearth in the sitting room at the Manor. “Be careful or you could be stuck like that forever. Little children will run terrified from you in the street and those women you chat up at bus-stops would avert their gaze and hail a taxi.”