Chapter 7 (or Chapter 6b):
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Petunia sighed. "Harry, who gave you this idea?"
"Piers, a mean boy from the kindergarten", the little boy snivelled.
"Harry, listen to me. You are a wonderful little boy and your parents loved you very much!"
"But why did they leave me?"
"Harry, your parents didn't want to leave you!", Petunia stated, even though she hadn't seen her sister much before Harry and Dudley were born and after that had avoided her at all costs, she was sure of that.
If only she had known... She had always waited for her sister to make the first step, as she had always done, but her little sister had eventually given up on her after she had a family of her own and Petunia hadn't come to her marriage or to see her little nephew. Lily had written her a letter, had told her that she was tired of trying to contact her, tired of being rejected, but that she loved her very much and that Tuni could visit them every time, should she want to one day. Lily had told her she missed her and truth to be told Petunia had missed her too. That day she had almost packed her things and visited her little sister. She had almost been out of her door when she remembered the reason why she had avoided her sister for so long and jealousy and the hate for being non magical, while her young sister was oh so gifted, their parents little darling, stung her like thorns. That day she stayed away, as she did every day after that. And now her chance was gone.
Little hands tugging at her hair pulled her out of her self-loathing. Emerald eyes met hers, waiting for an explanation, that was needed so much.
"Harry, darling, they didn't want to leave you, they had to leave because they had to go to heaven", Petunia stated, hoping he would understand.
"Oh", the little boy was silent for a moment. "When will they come back?"
"I'm sorry, my baby, but they died, that means they can never come back."
Those incredible green eyes filled with tears, trying to comprehend that he would never meet the parents he just found out he should have. Those parents who aunty said loved him, but still left him behind. He had always felt that those people, who loved you would never leave you, had never questioned this view of the world, but now he couldn't be sure any more. If his parents had to leave him, what if his aunt and uncle or Dudley would have to leave him, he would be alone.
And being alone was the scariest thing for a shy little three year old!
Petunia watched the little boy fighting tears. There was a tug on her trousers, Dudley was demanding to be taken up, a determined expression on his small face. Carefully she picked the other three year old up too, then she went over to sit down on the sofa.
Immediately Dudley started hugging the smaller boy.
Petunia watched them a while, remembering how she had done the same thing for her little sister after a nightmare. Lily would slip into bed with her and Petunia would hug her and tell her stories until she fell back to sleep.
Silent tears streamed down Petunia's cheeks as she remembered and before she knew it, she started talking.
"You know Harry, your eyes are just like your mothers."
That had the little boy listening.
"You are a lot like her, that's how she will always be with you, she is inside you."
At first the words came slowly, painfully. It hurt to talk about all the things she lost, but after a while Petunia began to loosen up.
She told the kids how would sneak out one night to camp in the garden, but soon enough had to get back inside, because it was still in the midst of winter. She told them how she used to carry her sister with her everywhere when Lily was only two, she would take her to the garden and show her everything, from a little ladybug in the grass to a big bird on the fence. She told them that, even though other kids would occasionally mock them, it had never bothered them, because they still had each other. She remembered how one day her little sister would hide in her room and pretend to be a ghost, rattling doors and all. Petunia had been pretty scared until she found her laughing sister in the wardrobe. The incident had ended in an epic pillow fight.
Soon the little boys fell asleep, smiling, it had been an eventful day.
Petunia found that she too was smiling. For the first time she had allowed herself to grief for her sister. To remember not what had parted, but what had bound them together all those years.
Shortly after Petunia too fell asleep, dreaming of her sister.
Okay guys, I hope you liked it, if you did, please leave a review, if you didn't leave a review anyway :)
I am sorry it is so short... I just can't help it, but I will try to work on it in the holidays...
The next chapter will be a little father-sons bonding moment, Kendra Dhyanna asked me for :)
By the way any suggestions for chapters are welcome, otherwise I will just think of something.
I won't update before Monday the 30th, have a nice week.
FM
P.S. I am not so sure about the grammar in this chapter, anything I missed?
