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Rating : Well currently it rated as PG 13 (just to be save).
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On the proceeding Monday, Aunt Petunia has made peace with Harry (sort of). "Harry, I have decided that I can only discuss about your mother-side family if only your uncle and Dudley are not around the house. I don't want both of them know about it. So I hope you can understand why I didn't talk to you last weekend", said her softly. He just agreed on it as long as he could know more about his mother's family.
Since then Harry was around the house, talking with his aunt. They usually talked about his grandparents or his mothers at the kitchen table. They only talked only on Monday to Friday and, from 10 am to 4 pm. The time was a bit fixed since that the only time Uncle Vernon and Dudley were out of the house (Dudley always when out once his father went to the office).
"Tell me about my grandparents Evan", Harry asked his aunt one morning.
"Well your grandfather's name was Michael Evans. He worked as Engineer in one of constructor companies in London. While your grandmother's name, was Rose Evans. She was a housewife and she like flowers. Petunia and lily were her favourite flowers. Now you know where your mother and me got our names", said Aunt Petunia. "I never know how both of them met", said her further.
"Why?" asked Harry curiously.
"When they still alive, I never bother to asked them."
"How they looked like?"
"Well your grandfather has eyes like you but his was blue instead of green. His has straight blond hair. He was tall and a bit thin. He loved to read. As your grandmother, she was red headed, slim and short. She has a strong like and dislike."
"What do you mean with strong like and dislike?" asked Harry curiously.
"Well if she didn't like anything or anyone, she would say or show it. It also the same if she liked them", explained Aunt Petunia.
They continued talked about Harry's grandparents for almost the whole week. Aunt Petunia told him most of the story related to his grandparents. Harry also found out that Uncle Vernon's father was good friend to his grandfather.
"Well I've known your uncle through my father", said Aunty Petunia one day. "He has come one of Christmas dinner with his family. His father was one of your grandfather's clients," explained her further.
Although Aunt Petunia had told him more about his grandparents, she never said much about his mother. He never dared to ask much in case she burst out in tears again. He did not know what to do if a woman cried in front of him.