Previously:

"Alright, well, I suppose it started the day you and dad were murdered-"

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"That night, the night that Voldemort came to our house and murdered you, I lived with only this as a reminder." Harry said, pulling up his hair to expose his lightning scar. Lily gasped in shock at the mark that graced her beautiful son's forehead.

"Voldemort… Gave you that scar?" She said, her voice only quivering slightly.

Harry nodded slowly.

"why?"

"I'll get to that later mum; I promise. So anyway, I lived and Hagrid took me to live with Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon."

"Was he insane? Petunia hates magic, and didn't even reply when I told her you were born."

"Dumbledore thought it was best I suppose. Anyway, they raised me, but it was where I learned the lesson of tough love. If I did anything wrong I would get yelled at by Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon while Dudley watched, then Uncle Vernon would… He would give me a beating before sending me to my cupboard, which was my bedroom until last year."

"WHAT!?"

"HOW DARE THEY!"

The shouts came from Remus and James respectfully, but Lily just cried and hugged Harry tightly.

"Harry," James said, looking dead serious, "Did they really hurt you?"

"Uncle Vernon left a few bruises, but Dudley broke my nose once."

Suddenly, Lily stood up, grabbed Harry by the hand and said, "Hold on tight Harry, don't let go."

And with that, Lily and Harry disappeared with a crack. Harry felt as if he was being squeezed into a tube of toothpaste and then squeezed out again. When they finally landed on solid ground once more, Harry looked up and saw the ever familiar street of Privet Drive.

"Mum," Harry said, "What are we doing here?"

"Giving my sister the talk of her life."

Lily squeezed Harry's hand slightly before walking up to the door with the gold number four on it and knocked. The door was opened instantly by non-other than Petunia Dursley. She took one look at Lily and Harry before she quickly pulled them into the threshold of the house and slamming the door behind them.

"What do you think you're doing here?" She demanded the venom evident in her voice.

"I came to talk to you Petunia and your husband of course."

Just as Lily said that, Vernon walked in with the half eaten donut in his hand and crumbs stuck on his bushy mustache.

"What are you doing here you freaks?" He said roughly, his face already turning a dark purple.

"I'll get right to the point then, Vernon. I understand that you raised my son after I died."

"Of course we did, we aren't cruel people." Petunia scoffed.

"Oh, you aren't cruel are you?" Lily inquired, eyebrow raised at her sister.

Petunia scrunched her eyes together before she turned her attention to Harry.

"What did you tell them, boy? What did you say?" She yelled.

Instead of shrinking away like he did when his dad had yelled, Harry stood up to his aunt, taller than he ever did.

"I told her everything Aunt Petunia. I told her about the beatings and about Dudley breaking my nose."

"Lies," Shouted Petunia, "All lies, he even has his own bedroom upstairs."

"WHICH YOU DIDN'T GIVE HIM UNTIL LAST YEAR!" Lily yelled, getting in her sisters face.

Vernon's face turned a deep shade of maroon, Harry knew that he was about to explode, he had seen the signs many time before in his life.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Vernon yelled, "HOW DARE YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE AND YELL AT MY WIFE!"

"HOW DARE I? NO, VERNON, HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU ABUSE MY SON, HOW DARE YOU STUFF HIM IN A CUPBOARD, HOW DARE YOU STAND BY AS YOUR SON BROKE MY BABY'S NOSE!"

"We did it to knock the… abnormality out of him."

"No, that may be your reasoning but you did it because you were jealous."

"Yes, alright? I was jealous, you had everything I wanted, our parents love, magic, perfect friends, perfect hair, perfect eyes, perfect husband, and you had the perfect son; and I hated you for having it." Petunia said, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh Petunia," Lily said, her own tears coming down her rosy cheeks. She moved forward quickly, not giving her sister time to back away, and hugged Petunia.

Petunia gave no objection, she would never tell anyone but she had missed her sister more than anything. Vernon was confused, but he decided to speak to Petunia about it later and headed back into the kitchen for another snack. Harry just watched in amazement as he had never seen his aunt cry before in his life.

"Petunia, I'm sorry that you felt that way. I never meant to-"

"Lily, it's alright. It's alright, and I forgive you for everything as long as you forgive me."

"Of course Petunia, what are sisters for?"

The sisters hugged again to finalize the forgiveness. It would take many years and plenty of hard work to completely repair the broken relationship the two had, but Lily was willing to work for her sister's love, and Petunia was willing as well. And Harry could see that it was the beginning of a beautiful friendship among family.

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