"Has there been a tracking device placed on me?!" Petunia cried in
anger."Or were you
there beside me the whole time under one of those invisible cloaks?"
"Neither!" he answered, laughing."I can find people easily with my delicate senses. Do
you want the scarf or not?"
She hurled it back at him and began to walk back towards the castle, adding,"I don't
need a person in my life that cares more about house points more than people..."
"Petunia Evans!" Remus warned, his voice suddenly tense and irate."If you take one
more step away from me, I swear on the lives of all Witches and Wizards that I WILL use my
wand!"
She turned around, truly shocked to see that he held it out, aimed in her direction.
"What are my other choices?" she asked.
"The ONLY choice," he said,"other than being sent back in time to ancient Egypt, is
to hear me out! Today, you made a mistake and Lily wouldn't hear your explanation. Don't
do the exact same to me now."
"Then I'd advise you to begin explaning," she notified,"because at this point, ancient
Egypt is looking pretty nice."
He did. "Just because your sister has a problem with something as trivial as you reading
something personal of hers doesn't mean I do! Even though you probably shouldn't have...by
the way, do you happen to remember if there was anything in there about me?"
"No!" she tried to yell. However, it didn't come out as a yell.
This led to silence.
"Is there something you would like to tell me?" he asked. His voice was patient and
considerate, the kind that brought Petunia so close to tears as she was becoming.
"I'll tell you," she agreed, "but only because we'll never see each other again after today.
Vernon Dursley, you don't know him, wouldn't stop pestering me to go out to dinner with him
at some expensive restaurant. And he asked me on my birthday, since I was closer in age to
him then, which had-"
"I must interrupt here," said Remus." First of all, why are you never going to see me
again after today? I'm not really going to send you back in time; I don't even know if that's
possible. Also, you can go and tell Vernon that he's not the only one...how would he like a
werewolf as his competition?"
Petunia laughed as she imagined a werewolf chasing that oily, egotistic Vernon through
a forest.
Remus put awaythe wand and said,"See, we've gotten somewhere now."
That reminded her.
"Whatever happened to your spine injuries?"
"Skele-gro,"he answered."It tastes like poison and I have to take it each transformation,
but it rebuilds bone!"
Remus fell silent and stared at Petunia for the longest time. It seemed as if he wanted
to laugh at something. Finally she asked,"What?!"
"Well," he explained,"I WOULD kiss you right now, but you're wearing a silver necklace."
Petunia removed the jewelry, which had been a gift from Lily, and threw it over the edge
of the cliff. Then she fell into his arms.
Perhaps this was the end of the volatile relationship with her sister, but a new one was
currently filling its void.
there beside me the whole time under one of those invisible cloaks?"
"Neither!" he answered, laughing."I can find people easily with my delicate senses. Do
you want the scarf or not?"
She hurled it back at him and began to walk back towards the castle, adding,"I don't
need a person in my life that cares more about house points more than people..."
"Petunia Evans!" Remus warned, his voice suddenly tense and irate."If you take one
more step away from me, I swear on the lives of all Witches and Wizards that I WILL use my
wand!"
She turned around, truly shocked to see that he held it out, aimed in her direction.
"What are my other choices?" she asked.
"The ONLY choice," he said,"other than being sent back in time to ancient Egypt, is
to hear me out! Today, you made a mistake and Lily wouldn't hear your explanation. Don't
do the exact same to me now."
"Then I'd advise you to begin explaning," she notified,"because at this point, ancient
Egypt is looking pretty nice."
He did. "Just because your sister has a problem with something as trivial as you reading
something personal of hers doesn't mean I do! Even though you probably shouldn't have...by
the way, do you happen to remember if there was anything in there about me?"
"No!" she tried to yell. However, it didn't come out as a yell.
This led to silence.
"Is there something you would like to tell me?" he asked. His voice was patient and
considerate, the kind that brought Petunia so close to tears as she was becoming.
"I'll tell you," she agreed, "but only because we'll never see each other again after today.
Vernon Dursley, you don't know him, wouldn't stop pestering me to go out to dinner with him
at some expensive restaurant. And he asked me on my birthday, since I was closer in age to
him then, which had-"
"I must interrupt here," said Remus." First of all, why are you never going to see me
again after today? I'm not really going to send you back in time; I don't even know if that's
possible. Also, you can go and tell Vernon that he's not the only one...how would he like a
werewolf as his competition?"
Petunia laughed as she imagined a werewolf chasing that oily, egotistic Vernon through
a forest.
Remus put awaythe wand and said,"See, we've gotten somewhere now."
That reminded her.
"Whatever happened to your spine injuries?"
"Skele-gro,"he answered."It tastes like poison and I have to take it each transformation,
but it rebuilds bone!"
Remus fell silent and stared at Petunia for the longest time. It seemed as if he wanted
to laugh at something. Finally she asked,"What?!"
"Well," he explained,"I WOULD kiss you right now, but you're wearing a silver necklace."
Petunia removed the jewelry, which had been a gift from Lily, and threw it over the edge
of the cliff. Then she fell into his arms.
Perhaps this was the end of the volatile relationship with her sister, but a new one was
currently filling its void.
