A/N: Sorry for not updating soon enough! I hope you like this chapter, better than the last... I would like to thank everyone who reviewed! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter…

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Start of the new me

After that fateful night, days and weeks seemed to fly past in a blur.

It was the night before the 'Big Day', as my parents called it. This so-called, 'Big Day', was the happened to be the first of September. The day that Lily would enter the magical world that she belonged to. The day that wasn't about me.

Since the night that Dumbledore had visited us, informing us about Lily's… freakishness, I began to ignore Lily. When she was in the same room as I, I would storm out of the room. When she tried to catch my eye, I'd look away, rudely. When she tried to talk to me, I covered my ears with my hands, and simply walked away from her.

I was mad at her. Worse than mad. Whenever I looked at her or thought of her, or heard her voice, I felt like screaming at her. Even though I watched her eyes fill up with tears, and watched her look so hurt, I couldn't stop hurting her. Every time I opened my mouth, an insult flew out, immediately. Every time my eyes gazed upon hers, my plain brown eyes shot her emerald green eyes, a look of hatred. Yet, even through my anger, I couldn't help knowing that this wasn't my sister's fault.

I knew I should have been happy for her. I knew I should have been supporting her, like the older sister that I was. Trust me; I wanted to be happy for her. I really did. Yet, I just couldn't bring myself to it. I couldn't help the feeling of jealously, sweep over me. I couldn't help feeling betrayed.

Lily and I had, always, talked about what we'd do in the future. I was so excited when she was accepted into my secondary school. I couldn't wait to show her around the school, and to introduce her to my teachers. I just wanted her to look up to me, and to come to me for advice. I wanted to be a proud sister, looking down on my younger sibling.

We promised each other that, we'd be best friends, forever. That we'd be there for each other, and never let one another down. When we were married, with kids, our children would be best friends, and we would be sisters forever.

But when she had gotten accepted to this magical school, all that we had planned seemed to go down the drain. I knew that we could still stay best friends and sisters. But I couldn't help feeling jealous. Lily was accepted to a school of magic, because she was special. But I was left here. I felt betrayed by her, because she was going off to that school, and leaving me behind.

My parents were proud of Lily. They were proud of her, more than they could ever be of me.

They bragged to all their friends, that Lily was accepted to a very good boarding school, for extremely smart people. They bragged about how their Lily was special, as they put their arms around the girl.

I looked on, as I tried not to cry.

It was night before Lily's departure. I pretended that I couldn't care less, but really, I felt sad. I wondered how life would be, without Lily.

As I sat on my bed, there was knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yelled.

Lily came in, shutting the door behind her. I rolled my eyes and scowled.

"What do you want?" I snapped, rudely.

Lily looked at me. "Petunia, I know you don't really like me, but can't we be friends, again?"

Her face was full of hope, as she looked at me.

I considered saying yes. She was my sister, after all. Deep inside, I loved her, and I wanted her to be happy. But I was still supposed to hate her.

I opened my mouth to say yes.

"No."

The word shocked both Lily and I.

"B-but, Petunia! You're my sister! I love you…"Lily insisted, looking really hurt, which was rather common, these days.

"Well, I don't love you!" I snapped at her.

I hadn't meant to say that! I really didn't, but it just slipped out. It was like I had no control over my mouth. I couldn't stop my bitterness coming out at her.

"Petunia! If you don't want me to go to Hogwarts, then, I won't go!" Lily pleaded, "You're more important to me!"

I just rolled my eyes at her. "Whatever, freak! Go off to that freak school of yours! Why would I care whether you go or not? Even if you stay, it won't change anything between us! You're just a big freak! I wouldn't have your stupid powers, if you begged me!" I started saying to her, but ended up, yelling at her.

Lily's eyes filled up with tears. She began to shake.

"H-how can you say that? Y-you're my sister!" She said, her voice shaking.

I simply ignored her, and looked up at the ceiling.

"Petty, please!" Lily begged, "I'm sorry! I won't go to Hogwarts!"

She reached over to hug me, but I pushed her away, hard. Lily fell on the floor. I laughed, coldly, at her.

"As I told you, freak, I don't care whether you go to that freak school, or not! I'm going to be normal! Oh, and, you're not my sister, anymore! You're just some stupid freak!"

It pained me to say that. It pained me to see tears falling down Lily's pale cheeks. I pained me to see her rushing out of my room, crying.

I knew I should have run after her. I should have run after her and apologize. I should have told her that, I didn't think she was a freak, and that I loved her too. But I didn't.

I just sat on my bed, my head in my hands, as tears of my own, fell down my face.

I couldn't sleep for a long time.


Finally, the day had come. It was the day that Lily would go to that… school.

Over the night, I had come to a decision.

I decided that Lily was an abnormal freak, and I couldn't care less, if she was alive or dead. I was proud of being normal. I decided that it was all Lily's fault that she was accepted to this freak school, and she had a freakish power. It was her own fault.

I went downstairs to get breakfast. As normal, Lily, Mum, and Dad were already down there. But there was a big black trunk, with Lily Evans on it, in gold. They were huddled together. Mum and Lily were crying, and Dad was teary eyed, but looking proud.

"Oh, Lily, I still can't believe you're going off to this school! I'm going to miss my baby girl so much!" Mum sobbed, hugging Lily tight.

"Lily, I am very proud of you. Like that Dumbledore fellow said, you'll turn out to be great! You'll be special!" Dad said, patting Mum on the shoulder and giving Lily a pat on the back.

I felt angrier than ever, as I watched Mum and Dad coo over Lily.

"Well," I started, coldly, "I'm sorry to intrude, but I want my breakfast!"

Mum, Dad and Lily all looked at me.

"Petunia Evans!" Mum shrieked. "How dare you be so insolent?"

"Petunia, can't you be happy for your sister?" Dad demanded, angrily.

Lily didn't say anything. She just stared down at the floor. I knew she had tears in her eyes.

"Oh, please! I don't care whether that poor-excuse-of-a-sister lives or drops dead!" I yelled.

Lily looked up at me, hurt evident in her eyes. Mum and Dad started shouting at me. I yelled back at them, and stormed up the stairs.

I fell back on my bed and screamed.


We arrived at King's Cross Station at half past ten.

It looked so normal and so not freakish. It looked like an ordinary train station with ordinary people. For a moment, I forgot about the reason we were here, and believed it was a perfectly normal day. I couldn't imagine people like that fellow, Dumbledore, walk around an ordinary place like this.

Mum and Dad looked around the station, as if there would be a big sign popping out of the thin air, saying, "Lily Evans and family! Come over here!"

"What platform is it again, Lily dear?" Mum asked, looking around.

"Platform Nine and Three Quarters!" She chanted, without even looking at the ticket.

Mum, Dad and I whipped around and stared at her.

"Platform nine and three quarters?" Dad snorted. "That's ridiculous! Nine and three quarters, indeed!"

"Excuse me, but are you looking for Hogwarts?" A voice suddenly interrupted.

We all looked around. There was a pretty red haired woman (hair not that different from Lily, actually), with hazel eyes, looking at us. She had a kind face and she was smiling at us.

Mum and Lily positively sighed with relief.

"Yes! But we don't know where it is!" Lily said, politely.

"Oh, of course! You must be a muggleborn! My name is Helena Potter, by the way. My son James is starting his first year, too. I'm sure you'll be good friends." Mrs Potter chatted, as we followed her.

We finally got to a brick wall with the signs "Platform Nine", and "Platform 10" on each side. We all eyed it, confused, except for the Potter woman.

"Mum! There you are! What took you so long?" A boy's voice called out. He had jet black hair and hazel eyes.

If he wasn't younger than me, I would have fancied him. I thought. But then, I remembered he was one of them freaks, and hit myself on the head, for thinking such a thing. Everyone looked at me, strangely.

Anyway, we all introduced ourselves and then, we had to get onto the platform.

"So, how do we actually get onto the platform?" Dad asked the lady.

"Oh, of course. You have to run straight between the numbers 'nine' and 'ten'. You will go straight through onto the platform." Mrs Potter explained, gesturing to the signs.

We all looked at her as if she was nuts. Actually, I thought she was.

"I'll go first!" The messy haired boy called, James, volunteered.

Mrs Potter smiled, proudly. "Of course you can go first, James. In fact, Lily! Why don't you go with him?"

Lily looked nervous. But she nodded her head.

James and Lily ran straight to the wall. I waited for the crash to happen, but it didn't. Before I could blink my eye, they were gone.

When I slipped through the wall, onto the platform, I gasped.

The train was what first caught my eye. It was red and it was old fashioned. It was breathtaking.

"Wow…"Lily gasped, interrupting my thoughts. Automatically, I scowled at her.

I walked away from my family, who seemed to be having the time of their lives without me. I could see loads and loads of students talking about the most extraordinary things!

"Hey! Are you going to the Quidditch World Cup, next year?"

"I was nearly bitten by a werewolf this summer!"

"I can't wait to go to Hogsmeade!"

"Oh, I just can't wait until I get to Honeydukes!"

Suddenly, there was a hand on my shoulder. Jumping in surprise, I whipped around. Standing in front of me, was a handsome blonde haired boy wearing obviously rich clothes… and a smirk.

"Hey, calm down. So, you're starting at Hogwarts this year?" He asked me. "Know what house you're going to be in? I'm so going to Slytherin. I'm Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy."

I didn't know what Slytherin was, but I thought it must be good, because he was saying it with such pride.

"I-I um… Well, you see, I'm not going to Hogwarts-," The blonde haired boy raised his eyebrows. "I'm not a witch. My sister is, though."

"Oh, so you're a squib? But that still means you're pureblood. Your parents are magical, right?" He asked, wearily for some reason.

Squib? Pureblood? I was confused.

"Um, no. My parents aren't magical. It's just my sister." I said, quickly.

His easy going smirk turned into a look of disgust. He drew his hand back from my shoulder before I could even blink. He got out a handkerchief and began to wipe his hand, shuddering.

"You stupid muggle! You're dirty blood, that's what! Your sister must be scum, too! I can't believe a high pureblood like me even let you, a filthy muggle, breathe on me! I will get you back, someday!" Malfoy hissed, angrily. He threw the handkerchief at my face, before storming off.

I just stood there in shock. One moment, he was perfectly nice. Then, he was horrid to me. Would Lily be like that?

"Petunia! There you are!" Lily yelled, bounding up to me. "I was looking for you, everywhere!"

I looked into my sister's green eyes.

"Well, I don't want you to look for me! I hate you!" I snapped, harshly.

I said this out of pure jealously and grief.

I was jealous that Lily had made a few friends at this new school. I was jealous that Lily got to go off to this magical school in a magnificent red train. I was jealous of her powers. I was sad that she was going away. I was angry at myself for being so horrible to her. I was afraid that she would turn out like Malfoy.

Giving into my emotions for a second, I pulled her into a big hug. Lily seemed surprised, but wrapped her arms around me. I pulled apart and smiled sadly at her.

"Lily, I know I have been completely beastly to you. But please know that I love you and I'm happy for you." I said to her, my eyes filling up with tears.

Lily began to cry. "I don't want to go to Hogwarts without you!"

Before I could answer, a clock chimed for eleven o' clock. Mum and Dad came from Mrs Potter and gave Lily a big hug.

"Lily dear, keep in touch. Daddy and I are so proud of you!" Mum sobbed.

"Now, you go and be a good girl." Dad smiled, teary eyed.

They all looked at me.

But for some reason, I couldn't say anything. There was a big lump in my throat and the tears in my eyes were threatening to spill. I just looked down on the ground and held back my tears.

"Bye Mum, bye Dad." Lily said, crying softly. "Bye Petty."

When I finally looked up, the train door was shut and I could only see the image of Lily behind the window of the train.

I took one last look at my sister, and I knew, then, that when she came back, we would never be the same.

As I sighed, sadly, I followed my Mum and Dad out of the platform and into the car. From that day, I was never the same.


A/N: Did you like this chapter? I guess it's a bit too much detail on Petunia's feelings… Anyway, I'm sorry for not updating soon enough, I'll make sure I get chapter three up, soon… Please review:)