Word Count: 310 Words
On August 14, the day was fully hectic under Nymphadora Tonks' house. Harry Potter, and Blaise Zabini were running around the house, packing their school trunks, including Jamie's and Aster's to last the day from the Quidditch World Cup all the way towards the end of the school year that was about to come.
The four kids, and Aster, would catch a train with the people they were going to stay with on the day of the Quidditch World Cup, since Tonks was unavailable to take care of them, getting a new Auror case that was all over at Nottingham.
Jamie and Harry were both happy with their current living situation—living under the same roof, with a great parental guardian...that was a bit like a mother figure, and a friend their age to keep them company. Things were going well for them and they're glad.
"She looks so much like you." Aunt Petunia whispers, holding the only picture of herself and her younger sister, Lily, that she wasn't strong enough to burn, where she hid it in the back of her closet where nobody knows but her.
I deeply regret the way things ended between us. I truly do. Petunia says in thought, looking into her deceased, younger sister's bright green eyes in the picture.
The stairs creak all the way towards the room where Petunia was in, where she currently was putting the picture right back where she kept it all these years.
"Petunia, dear," Aunt Petunia's husband, Vernon Dursley, called his wife, panting as if he got scared and ran away to Petunia, "There's an old man here, and he's asking you to come down and talk to him."
She turns around to see her husband's face and nods, "I'll be right there in a moment."
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