PROLOGUE

It was a few days before Christmas and Vernon picked Petunia up at her flat. They couldn't decide where to have dinner so they settled on Watson's Chip Shop and ordered battered sausage. Vernon was almost done with his second sausage when she started telling him about her sister Lily.

"Wow I'm shocked!" Vernon replied nervously as he wiped his hands with his napkin.

"I know it's hard to believe her and her lot actually exist!" She replied as she wiped her lips with her napkin.

"No I'm shocked that you're talking about your sister like that!" Vernon replied sternly.

"What!" Petunia replied taken aback.

"I bet when she started showing signs of magic she was scared correct?" Vernon asked.

"Of course we all were!" Petunia asked confused.

"And instead of being there for her you were jealous and mean to her!" Vernon replied raising an eyebrow.

"Well!" Petunia replied unsure what to say next.

"I love my own sister Marge to death and we're incredibly close," he began as he started the car back up. "Fate made them our sisters and it's up to us whether they're our friends. Our future children will look to us for an example on how to treat each other!"

Vernon stopped the car in front Petunia's flat and sighed.

"So what now Vernon?" Petunia shakily whispered.

"Petunia unless you make amends with your sister," he began. "I don't think we can get married!"

"Goodnight Vernon!" Petunia sobbed as she got out of the car and slammed the door.

She watched him drive away with tears in her eyes. Then she got into her own car and drove off.

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He drove straight to his mother's house where he knew she was expecting Marge for tea. He took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.

"Mother!" He called as he walked in.

"In the kitchen dear!" Came his mother's voice from in the kitchen.

He walked into the sitting room and leaned against the mantle. He stared at their family Christmas photo from the year before the very last one with his father.

"You're just in time for tea dear!" His mother replied as she placed the tea tray on the coffee table.

"Is Marjorie here yet?" Vernon asked as he picked up a cookie.

"She should be here any second!" She replied as she looked at him and furrowed her eyebrows. "Is something wrong?"

Suddenly there was a loud crack and Marjorie appeared next to Vernon.

"Sorry I'm late!" She replied smiling as her fluffy bulldog, Gruffles jumped out of her arms.


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