In the end, it doesn't even matter
I don't hate you. You are my sister; I can't hate you. But sometimes, sometimes you make me so angry! Whenever I ask something from you, you turn your back to me. You consider the pros and the cons. You make me beg. Or you make me yell, run to my room, lock the door, and cry.
You'll never get it, will you? I wanted one thing, from you, from the world, from anyone: Appreciation; I needed it to keep going. But you never gave it to me. For you everything is a game. You take- you give, you give- you take. There's always something in return for whatever you do; you must always have something to gain. I don't blame you. How could I? That's how this world is, after all.
But it doesn't matter anymore. I found what I wanted. I found appreciation, Tuney; I found understanding. You made me what I am today; you made me the smartest witch of my year, you made me want the best and try to be perfect. Not even this matters, at the end, Petunia. I'm happy now, you know? I have a wonderful husband whom I love more than my life and I have Harry - my little boy…
You rarely made me happy. Maybe I've been harsh to you, all these years ago when I found out I was a witch. Maybe I let… Severus - I can't even think of him anymore without feeling the pain but you don't mind. Anyway, I let him mock you and treat you badly. I'm sorry for that. But being a witch wasn't my choice, Tuney! And I wish you were a witch too; I really do because like that you might care for me a little more. Maybe, like that, I'd still have my big sister.
But it doesn't matter anymore. It's too late. I'm sending you this letter because I don't know what may happen to me from now on, Tuney. But if something happens, promise me you'll take care of my son. Promise me! You owe me that much.
I know you are probably not even going to respond to this. It's okay. I just want you to know I love you. No matter what, I do.
Your little sister,
Lily.
A huge "thank you" to SoUsay234 for being the fastest beta reader ever!
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