Jealousy

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"You know what you are?" Albus demanded. "You know why you're so rude all the time?"

"Oh, I need to hear this," Lily sneered. "Why, pray tell, am I rude?"

"Because you're jealous," Albus proclaimed. "You're jealous that Dad likes me better than you."

Lily's eyes narrowed to slits and she drew herself up to her full height. She clenched her hands into fists and clenched her teeth.

"You think I'm jealous of you?" she demanded. "You think I want to be a priggish little prat who always does what Daddy says? Because you're wrong, believe me! Just dead wrong!"