A/N: Reviews: Nanettez: Thanks for your review, you are correct (10 points to Gryffindor) This character is indeed a non canon, figment of my imagination character and not at all related to Arthur. She's also a blonde, blonde hair after all is delightful :) JD

This chapter is influenced by the song I hate everything about you. Thanks for the favs and follows! JD

Why didn't James get Lily? I quickly grab the mirror out. 'James', no answer, 'James', no answer. 'JAMES!' It answers but the view is from the inside of his pocket.

"So you're a guard for Snivellus?"

James sneering voice scares me, 'Get lost pretty boy, why are you so obsessed with Snape?'

"Did you hear that Sirius? He thinks me pretty, hate to disappoint but I don't go that way."

I hear Sirius laugh, "Seriously there's going to be many broken hearts when people find out."

"Now."

'Densausgeo' 'Confringo' 'Protego' 'Levicorpus'

"WHAT on earth is going on here!"

That's Lily? I've got to tell her to stop mimicking mum when she's angry.

"Hi Evans, if it were't ...

"Oh it's just you, for a second I thought it might be someone important."

"Ouch, very ouch. I need to talk to you."

"Save it Potter, nothing you have to say to me will be worth it."

I hear a door slam.

"Sure she's worth the trouble mate?"

I hear James chuckle, "Oh yeah."

'James!'

More laughter comes, I finally see James's face, "Oh hi! Um Sorry I tried to get to Lily but I ran into some trouble."

I snort, "Obviously. Lily really does hate you."

James rolls his eyes, "Hates me as much as I like her."

As the seconds turn into minutes and the minutes turn into hours and the hours turn into days and ... days turn into weeks then into months. I find my pain lessens. My body lessens to the state of apathy, I'm no longer in pain but I never feel much but emptiness and detachment. My Job is no longer a distraction, only a necessity so I don't have to go back. Vernon tries to distract me, I know he realises I am different from the other ladies in the office. He comments on my lack of need to giggle and gossip. He compliments me on my work when I neither want nor need it, the job can be done by a monkey.

James calls me via the mirror less and less, I realise it's because he's so busy with Hogwarts. This year he finally made Chaser, listening to his one sided conversations about his favourite sport makes me wish that emotions can be infectious. When was the last time I got excited? Seeing Simon for New Years, my mind grudging informs me.

I sigh with annoyance, not long until Christmas. Not that it will give me joy, I twirl my red wine then have a sip. I just finished talking to my parents so a glass or two ... maybe three, (who's counting?) is required.

I feel the mirror buzz, about time James. 'James'

I see James face in the mirror, he looks furious. Oh no.

"What's wrong?"

James looks ready to kill someone, "Your sister is impossible!"

I lift my eyebrow to say 'go on'.

"Every Christmas just before Christmas they have a Hogsmeade visit. So very nicely I might add asked her for a date and yeah she unsurprising said no but here's the problem. Mary ... Mary then a week later asked ME. Well Mary's cool and all so ..."

I take a another sip of wine, it's a relief to let him take over the conversation. I find talking hard for there isn't anything of value I wish to say.

"I accepted, I mean why not, right? Anyway then Lily got mad at me?! Started going off about how I should not have asked her for a date if I then go on a date with a good friend of hers and she even told Mary off for accepting! Mary asked ME. I mean, I then said, 'I asked you first and if you're wanting to go on a date with me you should've accepted when I asked you' ... I mean what is that all about? Urgh I will never understand girls!"

I frown, that's not right. 'You can't have me but I don't want you to have anyone else' mentality is cruel. Should I say something to her? A vision of one of her murderous looks comes to mind, perhaps not.

The work Christmas event luckily included a plus one arrangement so I naturally invited Yvonne. Yvonne though being the very social person she is decides she needs to talk to and meet everyone. I sigh and decide to get a glass of punch, non alcoholic, ironically enough.

I hear Vernon cough behind me, "So Petunia, You're room mates with Yvonne?"

I nod to confirm, "Yes."

"Right, Right it's funny. She's lovely but ...

But what Vernon, I narrow my eyes in suspicion.

"She's studying to be a beautician right? How is it that she knows so much about cars?"

I slightly smile and then explain to him about her father being a mechanic and inwardly relieved that he isn't a racist. He took over the conversation and explains what he has planned for the holidays. He is visiting his sister, she's the only family he has left. I let his voice wash over me and nod my head when appropriate, like James Vernon doesn't need much prompting to talk.

I see the Hogwarts train arrive at the platform, I have to see Lily this time. I have to be there for her, I don't want her to forget her muggle side or for her to forget me.

Dad places a hand on my shoulder and squeezes, "Everything will be fine."

"Thanks dad."

The platform starts becoming so busy, people, trunks and animals everywhere. I get lost in the crowd as I am looking for Lily, I have to quickly get out of someones way to avoid getting shoved to the ground by someone, a certain blonde someone. The boy that almost made me fall is grabbed, by a another person. Quite a pretty girl with dirty blonde hair and piecing blue eyes, better blue than mine.

"You're a bastard, you know that!"

The venom in her voice chills me.

"A right proper bastard."

She snorts, "You and that Black Bitch deserve one another, have you always been full of shit or is this since you supposedly murdered your father. 'It would have to be the end of world before I'd consider Black' ... huh? Are things really that bad?"

Looking at his face, yes, yes things are really that bad.

"Cathy ...

"Oh so you finally remember my name?"

"Miss WEAsley! I can't talk about such matters with you, especially not in public."

"You don't talk to me in private either, you bastard!"

She can't control her anger and slaps him hard across the face, He lifts his cane in a move to start hitting her. I gasp in shock, he freezes.

"Just go ... run along. You bore me Miss Weasley."

In a huff she walks off, my heart starts racing with adrenaline. I feel a crashing need to comfort this boy, in shock my hand starts shaking. I forgot this feeling, the feeling of having emotions.

He slightly turns towards me, looking to the ground in shame, "You can't judge me."

I open my mouth to reply but I get interrupted, "There you are Lucius, come."

He straightens his back with his nose in the air, I realise it's his pose to help convince himself everything will work out in the end. He is trying to convince himself he is better than everything around him, only his eyes give himself away. Those eyes hold a lot of pain.

'Yes Dear' he mutters sardonically under his breath.

I turn in shock when I feel a tap on my shoulder, It's Lily. I automatically give her a crashing hug.

"Tuney it's so good to see you."

After we let go of each other I turn to see if that blonde boy is still there, he's nowhere to be seen.