For Pairing the Character (PetuniaArabella)
"I'm out of sugar," Petunia announces. "I'll have to borrow some from Mrs. Figg."
Vernon grunts from behind his newspaper. If he finds it suspicious that this is the third time this week that Petunia has had to visit their neighbor to borrow something, he doesn't voice it. Petunia smiles to herself. Having her husband be completely oblivious makes it all so much easier.
Without another word to Vernon, she slips out the door. Her pace is quick, almost eager as she makes her way to the other woman's house. These little stolen moments are her only sources of excitement these days.
She doesn't even have to knock. Arabella is waiting at the door for her, a knowing smile on her thin lips. "What do you need this time, dear?" she asks sweetly.
"Some sugar, if you don't mind."
The older woman chuckles softly and grips Petunia gently by the wrist, pulling her inside and quickly closing the door. "How fitting," she muses.
And as Arabella kisses her, Petunia melts into that sweet, familiar embrace.