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Sugared Violets and Broken China by Amand-r (G)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: Lily/James
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turned_earth
Why this must be read:
This could so easily have been another "Why Petunia is justified in hating Lily/Harry." But life and families are more complicated than that. This story shows the back and forth, the anger and forgiveness and anger again that layers your understanding of people and continues relationships even after those people are gone.
"Pet?" Sniffles in the dark. A sliver of light from the hallway. "Pet?"
You roll over to see her, thinking that you still don't forgive her for doing what she did for whatever reason, though you know that it was probably an accident.
But her little hands hold out one of your mother's Wedgewood plates –the good white china ones—and you see that she has managed to cobble a large slice of cake together in the semblance of a wedge. She had smoothed a great deal of chocolate icing over it, and has littered the top and sides of it with half-wilted petunias and fractured sugar flower petals.
You think of all of the things you are going to have to say to your friends when you go back to school on Monday. You think of all the excuses you will give, and the fear in their eyes as you know they don't believe you. You even think of the chocolate stained dress –a gift from your grandmother—that is downstairs on the laundry room drying, its white lace pinafore forever ruined.
But you take the plate anyway.
Sugared Violets and Broken China
Pairing: Lily/James
Author on LJ:
turned_earthWhy this must be read:
This could so easily have been another "Why Petunia is justified in hating Lily/Harry." But life and families are more complicated than that. This story shows the back and forth, the anger and forgiveness and anger again that layers your understanding of people and continues relationships even after those people are gone.
"Pet?" Sniffles in the dark. A sliver of light from the hallway. "Pet?"
You roll over to see her, thinking that you still don't forgive her for doing what she did for whatever reason, though you know that it was probably an accident.
But her little hands hold out one of your mother's Wedgewood plates –the good white china ones—and you see that she has managed to cobble a large slice of cake together in the semblance of a wedge. She had smoothed a great deal of chocolate icing over it, and has littered the top and sides of it with half-wilted petunias and fractured sugar flower petals.
You think of all of the things you are going to have to say to your friends when you go back to school on Monday. You think of all the excuses you will give, and the fear in their eyes as you know they don't believe you. You even think of the chocolate stained dress –a gift from your grandmother—that is downstairs on the laundry room drying, its white lace pinafore forever ruined.
But you take the plate anyway.
Sugared Violets and Broken China