Sirius Black looked down at little Holly Rose. What had happened? Why?

Tears rolled down his face. Peter! His mind roared. It was Peter. He wrapped Rosy-posy in her blanket and prepared to get back on his bike. Then, there was a shape coming out of the darkness. Hagrid! His mind shrilled. Why is he here?

"I've got orders from P'fessor Dumble'dor to pick up lil' Rosie," Hagrid said.

Sirius asked "Why? I'm her godfather! She should come with me!" He clutched his goddaughter tighter against his chest. Rosy had no family left, he thought. Sirius swallowed thickly. Lily and James, dead...

I should take Holly Rose to my place, Sirius thought. But Peter! A touch of the infamous Black Madness reached in to his mind. He gave Holly to Hagrid and said, "Take my bike. Keep Holly Rose safe. I'm going after the traitor," he hissed.

Leaving his bike behind, Sirius Black rushed away, never knowing he would be blamed for what happened that terrible night.

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Hagrid looked down at the little baby in his arms. Poor Rosie, alone an' with'ou parents. For a second, he thought of himself, also an orphan. But no, she would never know either of her parents that long. Hagrid at least had a chance to get to know his father.

He looked up at the sky. It was starting to storm. Hagrid got on Sirius Black's bike, such a wonderful person, he thought, and flew off into the night.

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Petunia was looking out the window, seeing the night sky. There was a starry night today, she thought. Filled with shooting stars. She took a double take. Filled with shooting stars?!

She walked briskly to the television. There it was. A case of shooting stars in Devon. A case of freakishness. Ugh. She was reminded of her sister.

When the "magic" people came, Lily forgot all about her. So did her parents! It was always "Lily this," and "Lily that." It was never Petunia, at least, not anymore.

She knew she was jealous and angry and bitter. But she had a good reason to be. Lily was always the beautiful one. No one liked plain, ugly Petunia. Lily goes off to this school, and she's praised for this and that.

Even her own parents compared her to Lily, saying "Oh, Petunia, why couldn't you have been more like Lily?" Of course, they never outright said it, but Petunia knew they felt that way.

But no matter what happened, Petunia had never hated Lily. Oh yes, she was bitter, but she would never hate her beloved little sister. When she looked at Lily, she saw the little girl who looked up the big sis Petunia and followed her lead. She saw a precious younger sister and a friend. She saw someone she wanted to protect, even if she acted didn't like her and was jealous. So she pushed her away, and hid herself under negative feelings, all directed at Lily. It didn't help her parents did favor Lily over Petunia.

But Petunia was shrewd, even though she didn't have magic. She had snuck into Lily's room at night and read her books. Petunia knew about the blood feuds. She knew Lily would be ostracized, especially if she was friendly with her muggle sister. So she piled on the fake feelings of hate and anger.

Petunia didn't regret it, even if Lily was hurt, and so was she. It had kept Lily safe, after all.

She padded softly towards the window, closing the curtains. Petunia sighed and made her way up the stairs. Too much heavy thinking.

She could not show her love for Lily. A tear slipped out from under her eyelid, and she wiped it away.

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WooHoo! Not So Bad Petunia! A bit of character redeeming, there. I didn't really agree with the Dursleys being so foul. So that's a bit of insight on what Petunia thought about Lily.

The way this chapter is written is slightly choppy for switching the POVs.

Rose is middle name ;)

I hope I didn't do too bad in writing this chapter. :)

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