Drabble: November 7, 1981
Title: November 7, 1981
Characters: Petunia Evans Dursley, Baby!Harry
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, grief isn't always recognizable.
A/N: My entry for drabble_las Round 3. Round 4, here I come.
Novermber 7, 1981
She’s dead, you know. My sister.
The sun still rises every morning. Dudley cries for his breakfast. Vernon sniffs and snorts and reads the business report.
Did it hurt?
Dudley hollers and throws his porridge to the floor. Vernon chuckles and turns the pages.
Where is she buried?
Harry’s lips never tremble. He stares at me with Lily’s green eyes, wet and wide with unshed tears. He hasn’t uttered a sound all week. I don’t even know if he can talk, but I know what he’s asking.
Can’t I say goodbye?
No, never again.
She’s dead, you know. My sister...
Characters: Petunia Evans Dursley, Baby!Harry
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, grief isn't always recognizable.
A/N: My entry for drabble_las Round 3. Round 4, here I come.
Novermber 7, 1981
She’s dead, you know. My sister.
The sun still rises every morning. Dudley cries for his breakfast. Vernon sniffs and snorts and reads the business report.
Did it hurt?
Dudley hollers and throws his porridge to the floor. Vernon chuckles and turns the pages.
Where is she buried?
Harry’s lips never tremble. He stares at me with Lily’s green eyes, wet and wide with unshed tears. He hasn’t uttered a sound all week. I don’t even know if he can talk, but I know what he’s asking.
Can’t I say goodbye?
No, never again.
She’s dead, you know. My sister...