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            “I’m pretty sure you got that from my closet, Petunia.”

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          She had expected her sister to refuse. Their relationship had more or less tumbled to the sidelines in recent years. Lily had often reached out to her sister. After their parents had died, Petunia was the only family she had left. So it was much to her surprise when her sister accept her offer to dinner.

          She and had James had only been engaged for a few weeks. And she knew her sister had been dating a man, Vernon, for some time, though she did not know the current status of their relationship. She was nervous as they approached her sister’s house. James had a temper, and having grown up in the wizarding world he knew very little about how to act outside of it. Blending into the muggles was one thing, but actually interacting with them, well, that was another.

          Petunia was one thing, her sister knew of magic, knew the world Lily was in, but Vernon, well, Lily doubted Petunia had told him anything. She begged James to behave. Begged him to not let his ego get in the way of things. Once he had sworn to her he would behave, did she feel slightly more at ease. But still nervous.

          She rang the doorbell and waited. She rolled her weight on the balls of her feet. James told her to relax, that her sister might think her to be nervous, but his words were met with a cold stare. Now was not the time for his jokes. If all went well, there might be hope for repairing things Petunia, and if not...well, Lily didn’t want to think of that.

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     DEEP BREATH   is drawn out, her lungs releasing the air       slowly, a subconscious effort to further delay the passing time.       Her hand rests hesitantly on the door to her sisters room, -- but       her fingers hesitate to turn the knob. She MISSES  her childhood,       she missed when she played with Petunia, the sisters blissfully       unaware of the tumultuous relationship their future held. But even       the passing time and the growing distance didn’t stop the yearning       in Lily’s heart to rekindle their relationship.  She shakes her head,       red hair falling around her face and squares her shoulders - she       knew not even trying would have hurt more then any words Petunia       could say to he  though hearing those words would not be painless.                                    ❛   Petunia!  Are you in here?  ❜

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A lui la normalità faceva piuttosto schifo, non voleva starci dentro fino al collo.

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          traditionally, sirius was a very  H E A V Y  sleeper. of this, he’d assured          mrs evans at her original hesitance of leaving him to sleep upon the sofa          -- something he was definitely too tall to do so comfortably, by anyone          else’s standards. still, upon him continually stating how if he did get a          crick in his neck, he’d be able to fix it  ( a lie ) , the woman had seemed          suitably  a p p e a s e d.

         all that being said, he was finding it somewhat difficult. were he anywhere          else,  he’d have switched forms by now,  always finding it far more easy          to sleep as a dog ---- but he did imagine it would be questionable if they          were to find canine hairs upon their couch. 

                                       it was a  r e l i e f, then, that he’d have such FORE-                                        SIGHT not to do as he would have done,  typically.

         eyes opening  b l e a r i l y,  sirius glanced down,  confused by his lack          of room for now, before finding that the hair that tickled his nose wasn’t          his own, as he’d  f i r s t  presumed. 

                                                               ‘ pet------------ ‘

         thinking better of it,  unable to imagine her being pleased if she were to          wake him or that he’d found her their,  he’ll merely place his head back          upon the sofa arm, tugging the blanket over the two of them in SILENCE,          an arm settling around her waist, taking a mental note to question her           about    t  h  i  s    tomorrow.

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❝ AND YOU are? ❞

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*KISSES FOREVER* I MISS YOU