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The Sister's Story
Prologue
The funeral was over. Harry was still thinking about various things, and didn't notice his uncle until he was right in front of him.
"Here, boy. Take this." Uncle Vernon plonked a big trunk down in front of Harry.
"What's that?"
"Something your aunt insisted on keeping for God knows what reason. Now that she's gone, I'm not going to have it taking up space. You do what you want with it." And with that, Uncle Vernon walked swiftly away.
Harry stared at the trunk. It looked completely normal. As he examined it, he saw the faint remainings of a few letters. Letters which seemed to make up the name...
Lily Evans
His mother's old school trunk. Harry's mind was too full of questions for him to think very clearly. He realised, however, that he wouldn't have the time now to open it. The Portkey which Dumbledore had given him would be taking him back to Hogwarts in a couple of minutes.
Later on, after supper in the sanctuary of his dormitory, Harry opened the trunk. The first thing which caught his eye was a small leather notebook. He picked it up, and flicked through it. It was filled with writing. Thinking that he should deal with the contents of the trunk one at a time, he started reading it.
I am dying now, and I do not have much time left. I had always wanted to write down my story, my version of the events. I had never had a chance to do that, and it looks as though I might not ever have a chance again. So this is my story. The story of the one who no one knows about. The story of the sister of the famous Lily Evans.
So. His Aunt Petunia's diary.
That's the end of the prologue! I have uploaded chapter one as well, so please head onto that if you're still interested. Thanks for reading, and please leave a review!