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A Sister's Love

Chapter Two: A Sister's Smile, part 1

Harry stood completely frozen as Raye hugged him. After the initial shock, he felt himself automatically raise his arms and weakly hug her back.

Uncle Vernon cleared his throat loudly, signaling that they were still standing in the doorway, in plain view of the neighbors. Harry saw his uncle looking over, passed their heads, down the street checking to see if any of the neighbors were watching. Harry knew that last thing his Uncle wanted was for the neighbors to see this stranger's odd behavior in the front of his house. Apparently satisfied that no one was around he rounded on the two teenagers.

"Get in now!" Vernon was able to say in that same fake polite voice; though Harry noticed it was through clenched teeth.

Harry and Raye broke apart and putting her hand on Harry's shoulder followed Uncle Vernon silently inside. Aunt Petunia had moved from the living room into the foyer, she watched Vernon with wide curious eyes as he shut the door. She kept a close eye on Raye and Harry as her husband turned around to face the siblings.

"I don't know who you are, but I won't allow you to waltz in here making non-sense accusations." He said waging a finger at Raye as if she was a misbehaving pet.

"Please sir," Raye addressed Uncle Vernon sweetly. "If I could just take a minute to explain..."

"I don't want to hear your tall tales." Vernon interrupted sharply, abandoning the pleasant tone, he'd used when he answered the door. "I don't know what brought you here, but it's late, surely whatever stories you have to tell us can wait for a more decent hour!"

Harry felt his stomach burn in anger, this was no way to treat a guest, especially when that guest claimed to be family. But it didn't seem to bother Raye at all, it was as if she was expecting Uncle Vernon's hostility.

"Tall tales, sir?" Raye blinked. "I understand that it was rude of me to visit so late, but that doesn't mean what I have to say is any less important. In fact, it proves that it is more important if I was willingly to pop by sooner than expected."

She waited for Uncle Vernon's retort but none came. The four of them just stood there; his aunt and uncle glaring, his sister returning the look with a polite smile.

Finally as if coming to the conclusion that there was nothing else to discuss, Raye turned to Harry. "Is there someplace that we could talk I am sure that you have a lot of questions and have a few of my own as well."

Harry looked at his aunt and uncle, they were both staring at Raye with contempt.

He thought the best place for them to talk would be his room. It didn't look like his relatives were going to offer any other place for their discussion. He motioned to the stairs.

"...er..We can talk in my room." He offered, this seemed to be what Uncle Vernon and Raye wanted to hear because neither of them made any argument as Harry lead Raye upstairs.

Harry could hear his aunt drill her husband for answers as soon as they thought Raye and Harry were out of ear shot.

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I know that this was short, but I decided that I was going to spilt up chapter two into two different sections. I am working on the second part as soon as part A is uploaded. Bramblerose4