Petunia sighed and sat down behind the counter of the grocery store where she worked. She stared off into the distance, thinking of Remus. She could perfectly picture his strong jaw line, his amazingly reflective bright blue eyes, and his nose that had an adorable little bump at the bridge. Petunia mentally traced the jagged scar on that ran along his right cheekbone.
She couldn't believe that Lily had only been home for two weeks. Petunia had only known Remus for fourteen days, but it felt like so much longer. She felt like he was the first person she had ever truly connected.
"Miss?" A voice snapped her out of the day dream. An elderly gentleman stood in front of her holding a bottle of fabric softener. She rang up the man and watched as he went on his merry way. He was the hundredth customer to snap her out of her daydreams today. Most of them had been like the old man but one woman with a small screaming child had gotten shirty with Petunia. Although Petunia really couldn't blame her, she would never be able to handle a child like that.
She glanced up at the clock. It was finally quitting time. Petunia threw the apron on to the back of a nearby chair and bolted out of the store. She knew that she should've waited to make sure that her replacement was there before leaving but she couldn't wait to see her little sister and her new friends did.
The entire car ride felt too long even though it only last ten minutes. Well, for normal people it was a twenty minute drive but Petunia didn't believe in speed limits.
"Remus? Lily?" She called as she opened the door. "James? Sirius? Anyone?"
No answer, they must have gone to the pond of something. Petunia went upstairs to change but was met by something so much better.
Her room was covered in pink roses, there had to be hundreds of them. She had mentioned to Remus that they were her favorite but she hadn't expected this. Remus had just been asking her favorite things like color (pink), book (Pride and Prejudice), band (I'm not a huge fan of music but I do like the Beatles), and the final question he had asked was what her favorite type of flower was. She had first told him that she didn't know but he hadn't let it go. Now she knew why. Petunia picked up a bud closest to her and ran her long fingers over the silky petals.
"Do you like them?" A soft voice asked from behind her. She turned and saw Remus standing with his hands in his pockets smiling sheepishly at her. Petunia launched herself at him and wrapped her slender arms around him.
"It's perfect, Remus, Absolutely perfect." She whispered into his shoulder.
A/N: What do you think? Please review and tell me!
-Prim!