Yes, like the god Loki, cause he's cool.

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A knock came at the door. "Petunia?" Lily's voice. Oh, she hated that sweet, musical voice that could charm anyone. "Petunia? Are you there?"

She had to answer eventually. "Yes," she answered crossly. "Come in."

Lily opened the door a crack. "Petunia, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean..."

Petunia cut her off. "Yes, you did mean it. You've always tried to be better than me. And you've never succeeded. Just because you've been so...perfect doesn't mean that you're better than me."

Lily was close to tears, Petunia could tell. "Petunia, I'm not trying to be better than you, and anyway, I'm not. I mean, you've always gotten better grades than me."

"Yeah, well that doesn't matter to Mum and Dad, does it?" Petunia shot back. "They think it's absolutely wonderful that you're a witch. They think you're brilliant. Well, think again."

"Petunia, is it my fault?" Lily pleaded.

"Yes. You didn't need to accept. You could have at least stood up for me in front of Mum and Dad. But you didn't, you're too fond of attention!"

"Petunia, if I'd known you would take it like this, then..." Lily began angrily.

Petunia interrupted her. "You should have. We used to be such good friends, until you started flirting with the boys."

Lily flinched. "Petunia, that really wasn't nice. I don't like that."

"Oh, conflict management?" Petunia screeched. "That shit never works. And just because you're so perfect doesn't mean I have to be?"

"Petunia, stop swearing!" Lily shouted. "Mum and Dad will hear!"

"Oh, my perfect little sister reprimands me? Oh, how sweet..."

"Petunia, I'm warning you..."

"Oh, going to blast me with your wand? You're such a nice sister, Lily..."

"Petunia, SHUT UP!" Lily screamed.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Petunia shouted. "OUT! NOW!"

Lily lowered her voice. "Petunia, I want to solve this..."

"I don't!" Petunia yelled. "So get out! I hate you, Lily Evans! Go to hell!"

Lily sighed and walked out of the room.

Mrs. Evans came thundering up the room. "Petunia, what was that about?"

Petunia shrugged. "Lily started it," she lied.

"If only you two would get along..." Mrs. Evans said wistfully.

"That'll never happen," muttered Petunia. "I'm going to be the one who lives. Her magic will get her in trouble some day, mark my words."