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Rating : Well currently it rated as PG 13 (just to be save).
As he walked toward the kitchen, he saw or he thought he saw tears from Aunt Petunia's eyes. "Is she crying?" thought Harry but he never dared to ask directly at her. "Well I thought I'll never gonna miss them. I was wrong. I always miss them. I miss the old time. It's been more than 16 years since the last time I saw it", said her as she pointed to the photo.
"I think you already heard most story about your father when you at that school." Harry just kept quite. He knew few things about his parents when he started schooling at Hogwarts from Hagrid and Dumbledore. Beside, Sirius also had told him some story about his father's parents last year. "I think it was time for you to know your mother side. Our side. It's no use to hush it up. You are so grown up. Sit down boy. Sit beside me", said her kindly.
Harry pulled a chair beside Aunt Petunia and sat quietly. He never had this kind of discussion with his aunt before. He put the photos in his hand onto the kitchen table. Aunt Petunia picked some of them and looked at them one by one. None of them spoke anything for few minutes. Harry never dared to ask anything right now. He did not know what to ask.
Then Aunt Petunia started to speak, "The picture that you looked just now was during Christmas holiday. Let me introduce you, this is your grandfather and your grandmother", said her while she pointed to the two adults in the photo. "It was the first Christmas that we're celebrating in our new house. Dad was promoted a month before that. The company where he worked had transferred him to a new branch in London. It was the best thing for Lily and me. We got new house, new school and perhaps new friends", she said smilingly as though it was happening right in front of her eyes. "Although she was the cleverest student in her class, she's not really popular because the colour of her eyes. Most of the kids at school called her witch because they said only witch can have green eyes." Aunt Petunia paused for a second and closed her eyes before she continued her story. "I never had a friend too because of Lily but I don't care much. One thing I cared was to protect her from those kids. I make sure she never got lonely during lunchtime or walking back from school. God knows how horrible those kids can be sometimes."
Lily and Petunia just arrived at school. They had been in this school for almost a year. As they passing by the hallway…"Hey, witch! You still here? I thought they hang or burn you already," said a tall boy named Eric. Then he and his friends laughed. Although he was handsome but he was also a big bully in the school and his main target was Lily.
"Hey! You! Don't talk to my sister like that," said Petunia shrilly. "I talk what I want, unless she can give me a kiss. then I'll never make a fun on her", said Eric with a wicked smile and a wink.
"I'd rather kiss an ugly frog than you!" Lily exclaimed. Then...SMACK! She had slapped Eric around the face as hard as she could. Everybody was on their way to their lessons, goggling to both of them. Some people even laugh at Eric.
Petunia pulled Lily's hand and said "C'mon just ignore the git. He's not worth it." Both of them walked away to their classes without looking at Eric.
Eric was so humiliated. No one in the school had ever humiliated him before. Even worse, a girl had slapped him, and this girl was 3 years younger than he was. "You'll pay for this witch," shouted Eric from behind.
"Lil, why did you that?" asked Petunia. "He deserved it Nia", said Lily angrily.
"I'm not concern about him, I'm concerned about you. Didn't I tell you to steer clear of Eric?" said Petunia in more worried voice.
"I did, but he's the one who being jerk around me. All I did just now was giving him a brush-off."
"You can't brush him off just like that. Did you remember last month? He punched a second year boy and tied him up at the flag pole because he told Eric's mum that Eric took his school bag."
"I remember but I'm not a little girl, Nia. I know how to take care of myself", explained Lily. She hoped that for once her sister would not be so overprotective. She wanted to prove that she had grown up. At least she was a year older than last year.
"I don't want anything happen to you. Don't look for trouble, Lily"
"Alright, as long he'll stop being a jerk around me. I won't be in trouble", promised Lily.
The next day at school, Eric and his friends waited for Lily at the hallway's main door. He had something in his pocket that might make Lily terrified forever. He had got it on his way back home the day before. So today, he had made a plan with his two best friends, Joe and Danny, about what they needed to do. After a few minutes, Lily walked towards the door with Petunia as usual. Suddenly, Joe walked towards them and purposely knocked down Petunia's books. As she bent over to pick them up, Eric and Danny walked straight to Lily and blocked her way. Petunia could smell trouble now. She tried to go to Lily but Joe had blocked her. "Eric, let me pass", said Lily.
"No. I won't let you, unless you do what I ask you to do," said Eric with a mischievous smile. "Kiss me first."
"No, I won't. I've told you before and I'll tell you again that I rather kiss an ugly frog than you", shrieked Lily loudly. Everybody straight away looked at them as they heard Lily's scream. 'This will be an interesting fight', some of them thought.
"OK witch. You've asked for it," said Eric with an evil smile on his face. He took something out of his pocket. It was an ugly, big, fat frog. "Well c'mon, kiss it. May be it will turn into prince charming", said Eric with a disdainful look.
For a moment, Lily just stood there and looked hatefully at Eric. Her eyes seemed never let Eric out of sight. Suddenly Eric felt something slimy and cold in his pants. It felt like somebody just put in a bucket of ice in his pants, but the thing in his pants was slimier and moving. "Wh…Wh… what is it in my pants", said Eric, stuttering as he tried to wiggle the thing out of his trousers and stamped his feet as though he could throw what ever in his pants out.
Then, Joe shouted in more panic tone, "Hey...is...is that a frog", as something green and slimy felt onto the ground from the bottom of Eric's pants. It turned out that what Joe acclaimed was correct. It was a green frog but smaller and slimier than the frog in Eric's hand. The frog was not only one but there was hundreds or may be thousands falling continuously from Eric's pants.
Joe and Danny were panicking and clueless. Some girls at the hallway screamed and ran away as they saw the frogs, but not Lily. She just stared at Eric without looking at anything else as though she was hexing Eric. Eric screamed and screamed as he kicked each of his legs, "Let go off me… let go off me", cried Eric.
"Lily, I'm sorry. I'm really…really sorry. Please makes this disappear, please", pleaded Eric. He was so scared of the frogs that he almost cried. "Sorry Eric. I'm not a witch. I can't make them disappear", said Lily as she walked back to Petunia. "Let's go Nia," said Lily as she pulled her sister hand and walked away.
"Two days later, Eric moved to another school. Some people said he got an offer from Eton. Well, most of us were sure that he was ashamed about the frog incident. Lily and I always had a good laugh when we remembered it, because he really screamed like a girl," said Aunt Petunia as she ended the story with a smile.
Harry just smiled a little. The story remained him about the vanishing glass incident at the zoo. Luckily that time he did not do a duplicating spell on the snake, if he had, then he could not imagine what might have happened.
"The frog-incident not the only weird thing that had happened. One day, there was a boy made fun about your mum's hair. 'Hey your hair's on fire', and suddenly his hair colour turned from black to flaming red. Well despite of all her weirdness, I still love her as my sister," said Aunt Petunia as she stared longingly at the photo in front of her.
As Harry heard his aunt said that she loved his mother, he felt a bit weird. For almost 16-years he lived here, there was nothing slipped from Aunt Petunia's lips that she loved his mother, and the way she treated Harry all these years confirmed it. "Aunt Petunia, can I asked you something?" asked Harry.
"What is it?"
"If you love my mother, why do you hate her?" asked Harry.
Aunt Petunia just kept quite for a while before she answered, "I can't tell you now Harry. Not now. It is too painful for me to say it now." Then she shut her eyes. Harry swore that he saw a few teardrops rolling from her eyes. May be he should not ask the question again.
"I'm sorry," said Harry, hoping it would calm her a bit. He did not know what to do if a woman cried.
"There's nothing to be sorry about Harry. I'm not ready to tell you about it. Maybe later. Maybe later," said Aunt Petunia absentmindedly while her eyes still looked at the photo.
"Well Harry I think I better get the dinner ready. Your uncle will be home in an hour", said Aunt Petunia as soon she realized the time was almost half past four. "You can keep all of these photos if you want to or…"
"I love to keep them. Thank you Aunt Petunia", Harry smiled.
"OK. Go now. I think you better clean up the mess in front of the cupboard too", said Aunt Petunia mentioning the accident that happened before. Harry just remembered he had not finished putting all the boxes into the cupboard under the stairs.
The day continued as usual in The Dursleys' house that day. Uncle Vernon and Dudley still did not say any word to Harry during the dinner, which Harry found usual and fine with him. Aunt Petunia somehow in same condition as a day before, never tried to be nice or anything to Harry. It was like the conversation between her and Harry that afternoon did not happen at all.