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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,

"There are ... memories," she conceded. Many of the happier ones of her childhood had been tainted by changes though. Her memories of Severus were shadowed by what had come between them, and the ones of Petunia ... well, her sister's jealousy and anger had dulled those. But there were memories of her parents, the house, the cat, and these were pleasant enough.

"It isn't a place I'm like to go back to," she confessed. "Not willingly, at any rate. There's little left for me there." If she got to go back at all ...

Well, it was a bit different now, wasn't it? Faces with the idea of never seeing Petunia again made her wish for the opportunity to at least try to mend the bridge between them.

Emerald eyes played over the street before she lifted her gaze to catch his. "I can walk," she murmured. "If you'd rather not wait." She'd only meant to get directions, after all, not drag him out of the park and chat his ear off.