Author's note: I was inspired by the deleted scene from Deathly Hallows P1 where Petunia tells Harry that she lost a sister when he lost a mother. Reviews are appreciated. I don't own any of the characters (disclaimer to indicate my respect for JKR)
-Sound of dialing-
"This is Vernon Dursley."
"Is Petunia there?"
"-Hello?"
"Tuney? It's Lily."
"-"
Lily Potter walked in the rain to the gas station from the dark park where she had apparated. Her red hair was matted down by the wet downpour and she pulled up the collar of her trench coat to shield herself.
She had planned to come at dusk as she had the past 2 nights at the same time to phone her sister. Last night she had gotten only the answering machine and the night before Petunia had hung up. But she was resigned to keep trying, to getting through. She wanted her sister to know that she wanted to reach out across the gap between their two worlds and fix the relationship that had always been strained between them.
-Petunia Dursley speaking.
-This is Lily. Did you get my message?
-Yes. I would've called back, except there's no way to.
- I know. I understand. I can only call when I go to a pay phone.
- I see.
- Petunia, I've missed you. I'm really sorry.
- For what?
- For everything. For not talking longer at my wedding, for Mark, for showing up without warning to yours, for mum and dad, for getting married so soon after mum and dad died…
- Lily, it was your big day. You looked beautiful. I'm glad you and James got married. I like to know that James is taking care of you, that he cares about you.
- How are you, Petunia?
- Vernon and I are fine.
- Can we come over sometime?
- No magic.
- I promise.
- Okay. Sunday night at 5:00. Don't appear suddenly. Come to the front door.
- Okay. See you soon.
- Goodnight.
Petunia Dursley was practically shaking as she put down the phone.
"Who was that?" asked Vernon.
"My sister. They're coming over Sunday night." Vernon only grunted in response and turned back to watching the television.
Petunia looked sadly at the wedding ring on her finger. She thought of the other wedding ring upstairs, that Mark gave to her. And how Lily and James had first met Mark when they had all gone out together and how they had gotten on so well. She thought of all the times she had wished she could phone up her sister the way other women did. Then she got up from her tense position on the edge of her chair and went to the kitchen to find something to clean.