AUTHOR NOTE- I got this idea from a duet acting scene I saw at State Conference. I don't own Harry Potter, because if I did, I'd be a rich, English lady. I'm not. So Enjoy!
Dear Petunia,
I'm silly for writing you, you probably just toss my letters in the rubbish bin- but I can't stop. It's almost lent, did you know that Pet? Of course you did, what am I thinking? Anyway, I can't decide on what to give up. I remember being little, when I would chose something stupid like chocolate, or ice cream. Back then it seemed like such an ordeal, being deprived of my innocent thrills. But now I know true deprivation. I've been deprived of my sister, for more then the 40 days and 40 nights prescribed. And it hurts; it hurts so bad, Tunia.
But never mind that, I've decided to give up something to you. So you can look at it, and think of me. But what to give you? I could give you my heart, but you already have it, you always have. Besides hearts are fragile, anyone can break them. Plus they grow cold so easily. So no, my heart won't do.
My arm could work! Never mind, that one isn't right either. I mean I could always learn to write with my other hand, and you see people all the time get along fine without their arms. It has to be something big, something I couldn't live without. I know! It's perfect!!! For you Petunia, I would give up my leg. (Not really of course, but figuratively) Imagine it- I wouldn't be able to walk without my leg, so everyone would see that I had given it up to someone I cared about. And if you gave up your leg too, it would be just like old times! We would be united again, supporting one another equally, because without each other we'd fall. So for you Petunia, I'd give up my leg time and time again.
Love,
Lily
Petunia closed the letter and sighed "For you Lily, I'd give up my life". Turning her head towards the window, she let herself be taken away by daydreams of two girls leaning on each other and laughing. Each of them only having one leg.