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Sins of Angels: I know this is short. But, well, I really didn't feel like not updating because, quite frankly, I felt like I was letting everyone who took time to review this story down. So think of this as the reason I will eventually ace my creative writing final! And, as always, thanks to all reviewers, you guys made my day!
Chapter 27 – Sisterly Love
"Having a good holiday, yes?" Lily said, politely looking around the narrow hallway.
"It was," Petunia muttered and sighed. "Well, I suppose I really don't have a choice, do I? Come in, why don't you? Make yourselves comfortable."
"That's my sister, always the entertainer," Lily said and smiled.
"Yes, well, someone ought to have learned from mum."
Lily didn't say anything again until the tea was brought out.
"And I suppose you're a friend of hers?" Petunia asked James.
"Yes," James said, smiling.
"Oh, yes, this is James Potter," Lily said, turning a slight pink in forgetting. "We go to school together and have been, well, seeing each other for three months now."
"Wonderful," Petunia said off-handedly and looked out the window.
"Out of curiosity, Petunia, does your husband still think I do to military school?"
"What?" Petunia asked, turning back to her. "Oh, no, I told him. I daresay he won't be pleased when he finds you lot here."
Lily stood up. "I'm sorry, do you want us to leave?"
Petunia hesitated. She sighed heavily again. "No, I suppose it's proper to see each other now. At least finish your tea." She had taken to looking at James in a slightly calculating way while talking to Lily.
"Family time during the holidays, huh?" James said, if anything to stop her staring.
Petunia flashed a warning look at Lily and her gaze stayed there. "You aren't expecting me to offer you a place to stay, are you?"
"Would be rather nice, sister," Lily muttered.
"What was that?"
"No, we'll be staying at James's estate."
"Estate?" Petunia said and fixed James once again with that look. He squirmed under it, recognizing it on the faces of his adoring fan club members.
"Yes, my family is rather well off," James said, glancing at lily for help.
"His father helped when mum and dad…when…" Lily started before she realized she couldn't finish it.
"When they died. And I don't suppose you've wizened up and taken the blame for it yet?"
"Taken the blame?" Lily yelled, setting her cup down. "Taken the blame for what?"
"For being the freak that you are, Lily! I can't believe no one else saw it! Well, now they're dead! The lot of them!"
"Adam is not dead!"
"Then what is he? What did you do to my brother?" Petunia screamed, standing up.
"I didn't do anything! It was a dementor that got him!"
"You didn't do anything, Lily! That's why they died!"
"You think I should've used my magic to stop it, Petunia? Then you'd be all alone!"
"Better than with a lunatic sister who thinks I'm going to believe the prison guards came after an eight-year-old!"
"The blasted guards are against us!"
"I will not have you yelling at me in my own house, Lily!" Petunia shrieked. Lily gave her a glare of disbelief at what had passed and walked out. James bounded after her, and Petunia just followed until she could see both of them put their shoes on. Lily opened the door and let James through, who said "Goodbye." She held the door open a little while longer, glaring at her sister.
"Happy bloody Christmas!" Lily yelled and slammed the door shut. Petunia jumped as her house shook.
"James Potter, eh? Always had to outdo me, Lily, didn't you?" Petunia muttered and went to wash the teacups. Outside, the Knight Bus came and loaded its two passengers. It promptly took off, convincing all muggles who saw it that it was perfectly normal for a purple bus to just vanish.