I most certainly do not own Harry Potter. What on earth gave you that idea? Psht, Muggles these days.
"Tuney, come play dolls!" a pretty little red head called to her elder sister who was sitting at the piano.
The elder, considerably less pretty with a horse-like face, sister, smiled widely and jumped off the bench, hurrying over to join her sister.
~O-O~
"Tuney! Tuney watch!" the same red haired girl, though now older, was swinging, the swing carrying her higher and higher. Just as the swing looked like it would tip backwards, she let go and let her body arc high in the air, coming to a graceful landing.
Tuney hurried over and scolded her sister. "Lily! Mummy says don't do that!" she cried.
Lily looked sad for a moment, before brightening and hurrying over to a bush with pretty white flowers on it.
~O-O~
"We are very pleased to have Miss Evans at our school, I'm sure she will be a fine young witch," an old man with a white beard shook Lily's hand, and then her parents, before handing the little girl a letter and strolling down the lane.
"Tuney! Tuney look!" Lily cried, waving the letter in the air.
Tuney looked upset, but she masked it for a small attempt at joy for her sister.
"Fantastic Lily."
~O-O~
"Hey!" Tuney cried at the sight of her little sister and her black-haired friend in her room. "Get out!" The two scurried out the door.
Later that night, Lily knocked on her sister's door.
"Tuney!" she cried. "Tuney open up!"
"Go away!" Tuney called, her voice thick with tears.
Lily opened the door and gave her crying sister a hug
"I'm sorry. We shouldn't have, it was wrong."
"You're right it was! You two had no business snooping like that!"
"I said I was sorry!"
"I don't care! Get out you little freak!"
Lily dashed out of the room, the door slamming behind her.
~O-O~
"Mum, Dad, this is Vernon," Tuney smiled proudly five years later, her whale of a boyfriend following her into the dining room.
"Tuney," Lily said, looking hurt. "You never mentioned a boyfriend."
"I don't write to you!" Tuney scoffed.
~O-O~
"Mummy, Daddy, Tuney, Vernon," a 19-year-old Lily beamed at her parents, sister, and brother-in-law. "James and I are getting married!"
"Ooh congratulations!" her mum jumped up and pulled her into a hug. Her father shook James's hand.
"Take care of her," he said.
"I love Lils more than anything," James said, pulling Lily into a hug. "I promise to never let anything hurt her."
"Tuney," Lily smiled at her sister. "Will you be there?"
"Maybe," Tuney turned her head and looked away as Lily and James pulled out their wands and summoned some magic drink they called Firewhiskey from the bags in the kitchen.
~O-O~
"I do," a crying Lily murmured.
"I do," a beaming James cried.
"Lily," Tuney, sitting in the back row, felt a tear of happiness for her little sister roll down her cheek. As much as she hated to admit it, she loved her.
~O-O~
"Lily!" Tuney sobbed as the sky darkened. "Lily!"
Nobody was there anymore, they had all left. Except for her. She felt her tears drop onto the mound of fresh earth where her sister lie.
"Lily, I love you. Why did you die? I love you Lily, I love you."
