At the end of Sirius' letter, Harry found himself smiling. He heard his parents voices in his head, and not like when he faced the Dementors for the first time, it was a caring and loving sound, unlike when Lily was pleading for his life. He could hear the soft, tender voice of his mother, gently urging him to the pensieve. He could hear the deep, strong tone of his father James, joking that he would be missing out if he didn't. Harry went over to the pensieve, peered into the mist filled bowl, and escaped into his godfather's memories.
He found himself at a playground, the only people who were there were three children and of course, Harry. There were two girls, one with dark chestnut brown hair wearing a green polka dotted dress, and the other with flaming red hair wearing a light blue polka dotted dress. The brunette's name was Petunia, and the other, Lily. The third child however was a boy with black hair that hung limply to his chin. He wore clothes that seemed to be numerous sizes too big for him – hand me downs. The boy was named Severus Snape.
The two girls were sisters, Petunia was older by a few years and a tad bit bossy, Lily however was special. Not your average kind of special, she was magical. The only one in her family to possess these powers, and she didn't even know it.
The two flowers were on the swings, with Severus hiding behind a tree, not wanting them to see him. Lily was swinging very very high, with Petunia not far behind. Peals of laughter could be heard coming from the two girls, both enjoying the feeling of flying.
Petunia looked over at her giggling sister and frowned. Lily was grinning widely and the twinkle in her emerald eyes told Petunia something she was hoping would not happen.
"Lily don't do it," Petunia cried but Lily had already jumped- no, flown off. She soared into the air and landed so softly it was impossible. No normal girl could have done something like that.
"Mummy told you not to," said Petunia, stopping her swing the 'proper' way.
"Mummy said you weren't allowed, Lily!" Petunia said stomping over to her younger sister and putting her hands on her hips.
"But I am fine," giggled Lily. She loved the feeling she got from jumping off the swings. It was wonderful, almost magical, really. It made her feel weightless and erased any worries from her mind.
"Tuney, look at this! Watch what I can do," said Lily, a big smile appearing on her face.
If you want to find out what our dear little flower can do, check out the next chapter! Special thanks to MauradersMischief for once again writing a fantastic chapter.