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sirius had heard the conversation from across the three broomsticks. it was a popular draw, the only place to eat in town that didnât look particularly shady. but until the woman had turned to leave, sirius hadnât gotten a look at her face when she walked in. it played in a corner of his mind. a movie? a poster? âŚa picture. at school? in town? âŚat the potter house. it clicked all at once. âey! evans!! fuck, whatâs your⌠some fucking⌠daisy?? petunia!! evans!!!â he fiddled with the lock on the barâs door, taking a few seconds to step into the main area and start walking toward her. âyouâve got my kid.â
  Petunia heard her last name but it wasnât from a familiar voice. She turned her attention directly at who was speaking to her. She stared at the male, confused as to how he even knew her name. Petunia had never met any of Lilyâs friends except for Severus. She tilted her head at the statement, âAre you talking about Harry?â She questioned him. âI wasnât sure that Potter had family.â She was too tired to insult, she didnât have the energy to fight right now.Â


















