JamesPetunia. Prompt: share. Okay, so 'share' isn't actually in the fic, but I wrote it with sharing in mind.

Side note: I had a horrible time writing this. It's been in the works for about a week? Or maybe it just feels like a week?


Lily didn't understand, and that wasn't okay because neither did James, and he needed her to explain it to him, needed her to rub his back and tell him it was all okay like she had done so many times before. He knew he was asking a lot, and to expect her to be fine with it and help him sort this out - Merlin, she wouldn't even talk to him - would be nothing short of a miracle. But his mind was in agony and his heart was shattering into a million pieces. He couldn't understand, no matter how he looked at it.

Petunia wasn't his type.

She was shallow-minded, arrogant, and a Muggle - through and through. He didn't like her at all. But his love for her thrummed in every fiber of his being and his body screamed her name whenever she was near, whenever she was mentioned. It made no sense. She was Lily's annoying older sister. He had heard horror stories about her for years. He had learned to hate her.

James rubbed a hand over his face and thought back to when this whole mess started. It was Lily's fault, his clichéd devil cackled, but the angel dismissed it because no, it most certainly was not. They had been cuddling by the Gryffindor fireplace over a weekend, and he had blurted out the words with no forethought as to their consequences.

"I think I love Petunia." He still cringed at the words. Where had he come up with that idea?

A stupid question. He knew the answer. It was the truth, no matter how he denied it.

Petunia wasn't his type, but she was better. She was beautiful, graceful, and sophisticated. She pulled the best out of him because she would only accept the best. She was so refreshingly normal that there wasn't an air of expectancy with her: no pressure for him to become a great wizard, merely the pressure to be, because she didn't know any better. And he loved her.

He hoped Lily could understand, because he loved her too, just in a different way.