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Because Harry's fond of Malfoy's white peacocks an	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4634 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Because Harry's fond of Malfoy's white peacocks an
- 2-Aunt Petunia and Harry
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Chapter-2
Aunt Petunia and Harry
"Uncle Severus."
Severus stares at the five year old boy in surprise. He had always scoffed at parents who melted at the sight of their crying or smiling children and had vowed to never succumb to their huge eyes and adorable pouts. However, he really finds himself empathizing with all those parents as Harry stares at him, settled on his lap and dangling his legs in the air.
"No, Harry, we're not going to visit her." He says sternly. Sirius snickers at him. Severus glares at his husband. Atleast Severus's trying to be stern. If there's anyone Severus has hated more than James Potter, it's Petunia. After Lily's demise, he literally lived in terror that that woman would snatch the child away from him. Sirius's repeated assurances that he's Harry's godfather and that no-one can take Harry's custody from him did nothing to ease his mind.
He hadn't thought that he would get attached to this little child and he hadn't wanted to get attached. He can't afford it. Of course, fate had something else in store for him. Severus will never understand why Harry's not afraid of him. Weasley's children tremble and hide whenever they come across Severus. Only Draco isn't afraid of him and that's because Draco's not afraid of anyone.
"But-" Harry starts and Severus shakes his head before saying, "No."
Severus knows what's going to happen a second before it does. Harry's eyes become huge and sparkle. Yes they sparkle and he sticks his lower lip out and then crosses his arms before saying, "But mom wrote me a letter. I showed it to you. She wants me to give all those things to her and she wants me to give that toy wand to Dudley."
Severus sighs and closes his eyes.
"Uncle Severus." Says Harry in a small voice. Severus doesn't open his eyes and Harry wraps his fingers around Severus's forearm right over the dark mark and Severus knows what he's going to ask him.
"Are you angry with me?"
Severus doesn't know why he asks this question time and again when he knows very well that Severus does not get angry with him.
"Uncle Severus." His quiet and small voice compels Severus to finally look at him. Sirius is looking worriedly at him.
"I'll not let her take me away from you." Harry says very abruptly. His cheeks turn red subsequently and he lowers his head to stare at his hands, "I heard you talking to uncle Sirius. I'm sorry."
Severus takes a deep breath and starts, "We can just owl the things to her. Why do you want to visit?"
"Mom asked me to visit her." He answers before continuing in a soft voice, "Pweeeaaase. I'll eat all the vegetabws and I'll drink milk also. I'll be a good boy."
"You're always a very good boy, Harry." Severus mutters honestly and the child's lips stretch in a wide smile.
"We'll go, then." He asks.
Severus sighs and replies, "Only if Lucius, Narcissa and Draco come along with us."
Harry squeals excitedly before wrapping his small arms around Severus's neck and kissing his cheeks.
"Thank you, father."
Severus stares at the child. Harry does this sometimes. He calls him 'father' and Sirius 'dad' and never ceases to amaze him. How did he end up as a father of Potter's five year old, naughty, adorable and intelligent son. Being a father or having a family was never in the cards for him.
Will wonders never cease?
Petunia has always been proud of being normal and she loves having a normal family.
"You're missing her." Says Vernon, gazing at her as she looks at the sky. It's clear and beautiful today. Maybe they should go out.
"Of course not." Petunia answers him because she's not missing her freak of a sister. She's not missing her little tricks and she's not missing the pizza that Lily baked for her and she's most certainly not missing her smile.
"You are." Vernon insists.
Petunia smiles at him. Vernon frowns because she ends up grimacing instead.
"They had a son, didn't they?" Asks Vernon. Petunia looks away. Lily's son has her eyes and she doesn't want to look at him. She doesn't want to meet him, not because she would miss her freak of a sister even more but because that Lily's son is a freak too. She hates freaks.
"The other day, Dudley told me that he turned a frog into a flower. He-"
"Our son isn't a freak." Petunia insists firmly. Being a freak was what took her sister's death and he won't lose her Dudley too.
"Petunia, just-"
"No!" She snaps at him and glares coldly at nothing in particular.
"It's been three and a half years since she passed away. You've to move on." Vernon says quietly.
"I don't miss her. She chose her freakishness over me and it killed her and I-" Her voice breaks at the end and so she shuts up. She doesn't miss Lily. Lily was a freak and one of those freaks took her death.
They were happy until Snape appeared out of thin air and told Lily about that freak school.
"Petunia, look at me."
"No. Just leave me alone." Petunia whispers.
"You need closure. You need to visit her grave and you need to visit her son. You're his mother's only sister." Vernon says, "And- and Dudley is one of them. I saw him doing it. We can't lie to him about what he is. He's terrified of you."
Petunia doesn't answer but then the door bell rings and she doesn't need to.
Vernon sighs and stands up to open the door. Petunia doesn't look at him. She keeps on staring at the sky. When they were small, they used to climb trees and sit on the branches and play together and then Lily realized that she was a witch and Petunia wasn't and everything changed.
Initially, it was hard to accept it, particularly when Lily left her to go to that school. With time, Petunia learned to accept it but it was too late to apologize. So Petunia stayed away and then she married Vernon who convinced her to talk to her little sister. He promised that Lily would forgive her and then- and then you-know-who killed her and Petunia lost the chance.
Snape thinks that it's because of her jealousy that she stayed away from Lily and maybe it was in the starting but she learned to live with it and at the end, she only wanted to reconcile with her sister. She was only afraid that Lily would never talk to her or forgive her and it's just that-
Petunia clenches her hands into tight fists.
It's just that now Lily would never know that- Petunia closes her eyes and doesn't let herself finish the sentence. There are some things she can't accept yet.
"Aunt Petunia."
Petunia freezes when a small voice reaches her ears.
"Harry, wait." It's Snape who says these words. The softness in his voice leaves Petunia stunned.
Slowly, she turns around and gasps.
A little boy, dressed in simple trousers, shirt and robes is staring at her with Lily's eyes.
"What's he doing here?" She asks Vernon who is looking quietly at her.
Vernon doesn't say anything. Petunia looks back at the child.
"Go away. You're a freak like your mother. Go away!" She hisses. Of course Snape comes to the child rescue. His eyes flash and he takes a step towards her.
But the child simply looks at the man and shakes his head, "Mom told me that she would say something like this. It's okay, uncle Severus. She's hurting."
Petunia freezes and her jaw drops as she stares at the little child who's once again looking at her with those huge and adorable eyes of his and he's just as cute as Lily was when she was tiny.
Petunia starts taking deep breaths and her eyes become damp.
Petunia was five years older than Lily. Lily wasn't supposed to die before her. Petunia was supposed to beg for her forgiveness and Lily was supposed to be difficult before finally forgiving her and then they were supposed to celebrate the rest of their Christmases together. Petunia was supposed to give Lily, all the gifts that she had purchased for her and never given. She wasn't supposed to die so young.
Petunia could never tell her exactly how much she loved her. Vernon had literally begged her to go and she was too late. What if she had visited her earlier. What if Lily had Petunia's help and support too. Would she be alive right now?
God! She loved Lily so much. She shared all her things with Lily and had been too possessive of her. Why had she wasted so much time in fighting uselessly?
Petunia's eyes flicker towards Snape who is staring at her with stunned eyes. Belatedly, Petunia realizes that she's crying. Tears are falling from her eyes. She hasn't cried even once since she saw Lily's dead body.
She sniffs and wipes her eyes but tears keep on falling relentlessly down her cheeks and all the while Lily's son's green eyes stare at her just like Lily used to do when Petunia cried.
The child turns to look at Snape and says, "I tow -uh- to-l-d you, uncle Severus." and then, "Pwease give me that letter and the bag."
God! I called her a freak. The last time I talked to her before she died- I called her a freak. I could never apologize. I was supposed to be the elder sister. I was supposed to accept that fate gave her a gift that I didn't get. It was fine. Why didn't I apologize?
Her knees feel weak and she stumbles on the floor, watching young Harry walk towards her with a letter and a small bag.
The small boy sits in front of her. Petunia's eyes flicker towards the blank faces of a blonde family standing behind Snape. They must be the Malfoys Lily ranted so much about.
"Mom wrote that she woved you. She weft a wetter for me and asked me to give these things to you. She weft a wetter for you too." Petunia looks at Lily's son and sobs. Her tears just won't stop.
"The bag has a wand. She said in the wetter that cousin Dudwey is a wizard." Says the child before taking out a toy wand from the bag.
Petunia nods. She won't treat Harry or Dudley like she treated Lily. But it won't bring her sister back. It won't.
"Mom wrote that she forgave you." His eyes are really huge- larger then Lily's and much more beautiful.
Petunia opens her mouth to say something but nothing escapes from it. A sob wracks her frame when she realizes that this child will never meet his mother. Petunia was supposed to protect Lily like she had promised she will.
"Can I pway with cousin Dudwey. I brought my toy wand too. We can practice together. Uncle Severus and uncle Sirius taught me."
Petunia nods and the child smiles before getting up and kissing her cheeks.
"Where's he?" He says. Petunia finds herself at a loss of words. She stares speechlessly at little Harry Potter.
"Ah! He's in his room. First room on the first floor. You can take your friend with you." Vernon answers on her behalf and Harry runs out of the room. The other child follows him.
"I'll get some tea and snacks for everyone. Let's sit in the living room."
Vernon looks relieved as he says these words. The Malfoys follow him while Snape stares quietly at her.
There's no love lost between them. Petunia hated Snape for taking her sister away from her. A part of her will always hate this man.
"She did love you." Says Snape, his eyes kind for once, "She forgave you. Harry is right. She told me."
Petunia hiccups and nods.
"Than- thank you." She whispers, "I loved her too. I miss her."
Finally- finally Petunia accepts it and all because of Lily's son.
"You're the only connection he has with Lily." Snape mutters, "We're doing our best but you know the most about his mother. Maybe you could talk to him- of course, after you are done with grieving."
Petunia replies, "I'll talk to him. I could never apologize. I was very sorry for what I said to-"
Petunia sniffs before continuing, "-to her."
Snape nods and leaves the room.
Petunia rests her head on the wall and closes her eyes. It's time to say goodbye to her little sister now. Maybe she can do for Harry what she couldn't do for his mother.

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