IMPORTANT A/N: I'm gonna get strait to the chase in this chapter, and pretty much skip the beginning of what happens after they graduate. I want to finish this story before the next book, so, yeah, that's why. :

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MEETING THE FAMILY

(Three weeks after graduation…)

Lily rushed frantically around her house, trying desperately to have everything as neat and orderly as possible. James would be here any minute for dinner, and since he came from a wizard family, she doubted he ever lived in a mess, counting on all the wonders magic could do.

Her sister Petunia sat on the couch, watching her sister slave over getting the house clean without a trace of interest. She shoved another piece of toast in her mouth, and made sure to lean over the side of the couch as she did, just to make sure every crumb dropped on the floor.

"Petunia! I just vacuumed!" Lily shrieked angrily as she fell on her hands and knees, trying to get every crumb up with her fingers.

Her sister just smiled smugly and took another bite, "Honestly, Lily, I don't see what the big deal is. Your ditzy little boyfriend won't care."

Lily glared at her. "What about you, I thought you where having someone over to…?"

"I am. A smashingly handsome one, too." Said Petunia, hotly.

"And you really don't care that he sees this mess?"

Petunia just shrugged. She really was a big neat freak, but she had resisted the urge to clean when she saw Lily had started doing so. And she wasn't about to help her perfect sister.

They stopped glaring venomously at each other as the doorbell rang. Lily rushed to the door. She brushed back her red curls and put on her sweetest smile as she opened the door to greet the love of her life. But she opened the door to see someone far from James, and far from anything she could ever love. Her smile faded. A bulky man of many chins stood before her. A single, yellow flower in his hand.

Petunia walked up from behind her and pushed Lily away with her shoulder casually, as if no one was there. "Vernon!" She said happily.

The large man grunted something and then pecked a sloppy kiss on her cheek. If you could call it a kiss. Petunia lead him in their family room to sit down, neither of them looked at Lily as they passed.

Lily snorted mentally in laughter as her sister's words echoed in her mind, and a smashingly handsome one, too. In Lily's opinion, he was far from the word handsome. He resembled a pig!

She shut the door. Only as she began walking away again toward the room of her sister's shrieking laughter, did the doorbell ring once more. Lily's excitement flooded her heart once again.

And sure enough, every bitter thought she had had, ebbed away as she opened the door to a handsome raven-haired man dressed in the most exquisite muggleclothes she had seen. Truthfully, she had secretly been afraid of what he was to wear; she guessed that intelligent, old Remus had noted him in on muggle clothes. And what a fine job he had done. His dark brown leather jacket and his tan shirt brought out his sun-kissed skin. And his faded jeans topped it all off spectacularly, making him look as though he was an expertise at muggle fashions. Lily's green eyes lit up happily, especially when he pulled out a dozen roses from behind his back.

"Hello, beautiful." He said with a big smile. Lily practically melted.

"Hello, James." She replied happily. She grabbed the roses and took his hand, leading him into the house. "My father and mother should be in the living room already."

They walked into the living room and were instantly greeted by her mother. "Oh Lily, look at those roses! That's a good man!" Her mother said to James with a wink as she carefully took them from her daughter and placed them in a vase of water. At her mother's comment, James beamed, and Vernon looked down at the one, puny flower he had picked for Petunia, in defeat.

"It's good to meet you again, James. Potter, isn't it?" He mother said merrily as she walked back over to greet him. James nodded and shook her hand. "Come, have a seat you two."

Lily and James sat down on a couch across from where Petunia and Vernon sat at. The only thing that separated them was the coffee table. Lily's mother and father rested in the two armchairs on James's right.

"Vernon, I don't believe you know James yet." Her mother inquired.

"No, I don't." The rude man grunted.

"This is James Potter. Handsome little thing, isn't he? And James, this is Vernon Dursler."

"It's, Dursley, mum." Petunia snapped in irritation.

"Oh yes, of course." Her mother replied without a care in the world.

Just then, Lily's father entered the room. Smiling, he walked over and shook Dursley's hand. "Vernon, I presume?"

The man next to Petunia just grunted.

Looking a little unsure of what kind of an answer that was, he backed away and turned to James. "Ah, so you're the one Lily's been talking so much about." James stood up in respect and shook her fathers hand.

"Honey, you remember James Potter, don't you?" Her mother asked in delight.

"Aw, yes! Your much taller from the small boy that introduced himself quite awhile ago." Her father chuckled.

James laughed quietly at the memory. It had been in their fourth year, when Lily hated him, and James decided that if he couldn't charm Lily, there had to be some way at getting to her. So, he had waltzed over to her parents and introduced himself as 'a really good friend of Lily's'. He still remembered the angry look on Lily's face when her parents fawned over how cute he was. She ignored him far worse after that than she ever had. He was certainly glad those days were over.

"So, Vernon, what line of work are you in?" asked Lily and Petunia's father as he took a seat in an armchair next to his wife.

"Drills." Vernon grunted proudly.

"Oh. Drills. How exciting." His father said, dipping his reply in just a hint of sarcasm.

Petunia shot a venomous look at her father, and Lily held back the urge to snigger.

"And what are you going to do now, James?" Asked Mr. Evans questioningly.

As soon as her father said this, Lily began to panic. Lily's parents already knew about the wizarding world (of course), and she doubted this Vernon did. His parents and James seemed to take no notice to the dangerous waters they were treading into.

"Well," James started. And Lily (realizing his was about to mention him becoming an Auror), nudged him very lightly and unnoticeably as she could.

James glanced at her and got the hint.

"Well, I was thinking along the lines of, er, c-crime fighting." James said, recovering his ground quickly.

"Oh, yes. Right." Said Lily's father, catching on. He looked a bit uncomfortable, and kept glancing at the Dursley fellow, who seemed to take no notice.

Lily gave a silent sigh of relief. She knew it wasn't her father's fault, for her school and such was normally talked about openly in her house, with her being a witch and all. It was easy to forget.

"Well, I'll go check on the tea, shall I?" Said Lily's mother joyously, and then she shuffled out of the room.

After only a few minutes of nonchalant talking, Lily's mother called her father into the kitchen for help (as her mother had just accidentally dropped some teacups). And after he left, an unbearable, awkward silence filled the room. For a few moments, nobody even looked at one another.

Finally, Vernon spoke, without looking at James, "What line of crime-fighting?"

"Oh, not sure yet." James replied, exchanging glances with Lily.

"Really."

"Yep, really. But I daresay it will never be as exciting as drills." Said James, smoothly.

Vernon looked a little dismantled at the joke. He didn't take well to humour. "Are you calling my job bland, Potter?"

"No, no. Of course not. Drills. Very exciting." James said casually. Though, Lily doubted James had the slightest clue what a drill was.

"Perhaps, you should go help Mum and Dad in the kitchen." Said Petunia, trying to get rid of Lily hoping that James would follow.

"Why should I do it? Haven't you got legs?" retorted Lily. She really didn't want to sound rude in front of James, but everything about Petunia pushed her buttons.

Vernon however was having another go at James with his job. "I find it funny that you plan to do crime work, yet you don't know what kind. So I suggest you stop nagging at my job. At least I have prepared future ahead of me. You really think your something, don't you? You, waltzing in with your big roses-"

"You mean because I love Lily enough to actually go buy her beautiful flowers, instead of picking a weed out of my mother's garden?" James said, indicating to Petunia's little flower Vernon had given her.

Vernon stood up in a rage.

James stood up to.

"I know what you are." Said Vernon in a deadly whisper, pushing a pudgy finger in James's chest.

"And what am I?" said James, raising is voice, and hitting Vernon's fat finger away from him.

"Your one of those freaks, just like her!" Vernon said, raising his voice as well as pointing his finger now at Lily.

"You told him?" yelled Lily angrily at Petunia, standing up to face her sister who stood too.

James took a violent step forward; causing Vernon to stumble a bit, " How dare you! If I ever hear you call Lily such a name again, you'll regret the moment you stepped foot in this door!"

Suddenly, James and Vernon began shouting at one another, who, if possible, was shouting over Lily and Petunia who were also arguing with one another. It was muggles against wizardry at this point.

All the noise ceased abruptly as a confused Mr. And Mrs. Evans walked into the room with the tea. "Er, is everything all right?" asked Mrs. Evans.

They all kind of glanced at eachother. Vernon grabbed his coat, "Actually, I was just leaving."

"You don't want to stay for some tea?" asked Petunia's mother, a bit hurt.

Vernon didn't answer, he just stalked out of the room with an angry Petunia at his heels.

"Oh. What about you, James? Won't you stay for some tea?" She asked with some hope.

"James gave her a sorry look and replied, "Tea sounds lovely, but I really must be on my way as well. I would like to ask your feelings on me wanting your daughter's hand in marriage."

A huffed Petunia stopped in her tracks, as she had just been about to head up the stairs after she had escorted Vernon out.

Mrs. Evans nearly dropped the tea tray. "That's splendid!" She exclaimed in joy. She set down the tray and kissed James in a motherly sort of way on the cheek.

"I daresay you'll make a wonderful addition to the family." Mr. Evans said, clapping James on the back.

Mrs. Evans waddled over to Lily, "Oh Lils!" She said hugging her, "I feel like the most horrible mother for not noticing a ring on your finger earlier!"

"Really Mum, it's okay." Said Lily laughing.

"Oh, this is just wonderful!" Her mother shrieked.

"Yes," whispered Petunia to herself, sourly, "just wonderful." She marched up the stairs angrily. How could they do this? How could they actually let another freak join the family? Petunia thought bitterly to herself.

She entered her bedroom and slammed the door behind her, falling on her bed with a grumpy sigh. Vernon had proposed to her half a month ago and her parents weren't half as excited as they had been with Lily! Sure, Lily was much prettier than she was, and James, unlike Vernon, was charming and talkative and, well, dare she think it, cute! Still, she knew her parents loved Lily more. She just knew it! Little miss perfect, so pretty and sweet, always getting all the attention. She burned in jealousy. Why couldn't her parents see Lily for what she was? A freak! Well, she knew one thing… She was NOT going to let another one of them join the family.

She would stop their wedding if she had too; destroy their relationship, anything! If it meant it got rid of him… and made Lily miserable.