A/N: This is the POV from Petunia once more. It’s set during Draco’s stay at their flat. Sorry for not updating for so long, please check my profile for details.

Chapter four:

Petunia pretended not to watch the two boys playing some sort of game in her living room, but it was hard not to. She had been quite surprised when Harry told her a boy from his school would come to stay over for a little while. Especially when he then told her it was the infamous Draco Malfoy, whom he had been fighting with ever since his first year.

Of course, she didn’t let him get away so easily and made him talk about his reasons for this move. Harry explained that he had received a letter from Draco, one which appeared to be very genuine. Draco had apparently apologised, and even told Harry that he had no wish to follow in his parents footsteps. Petunia knew this was a sensitive point to Harry and she had agreed Draco could stay, but only if he behaved himself.

To say Draco had been surprised to see Harry Potter living in a small flat in London would be an understatement. Of course, he had already popped his eyes out of their sockets just by looking at all the muggle applications around him. The first few days she and Harry had quite a bit of fun using things such as the microwave, the elevator or escalators. Draco of course didn’t have a clue what they were, so he didn’t even dare to try them out.

But now after nearly a week he was quite happy making some food, and even going shopping in London. She had to admit that the boy had good taste, as he found her a few nice dresses, and some slacks and shirts for Harry.

Now the boys were playing a card game, except she didn’t know which one it was. She was startled out of her musings when a small bang sounded. Luckily it wasn’t very loud, so none of the neighbours would’ve heard, but still. She looked in and saw the boys laughing at each other while the cards seemed to be repairing themselves again.

“What are you two playing?” she asked.

Harry grinned at her “It’s called Exploding Snap aunt Petunia, and it’s quite fun.”

She raised her eyebrow. Draco had told her earlier it made her look like his godfather, Severus Snape. “Would you like to learn the game Ms Petunia?” Draco asked. She frowned slightly, and then surprised them by nodding.

Not much later she also surprised the boys by beating them in the game. “Wow aunt Petunia, you’re really good at this you know” Harry commented. “Yes” Draco piped up “who’d have thought someone your age could still be quicker than us!” the grin on his face betrayed him though.

Petunia growled slightly “Why you young little rascal. Don’t think I will let you get away with such language.” She stood up and made a move to grab him. Of course, Draco and Harry had anticipated that move, and shot of from the couch, darting towards the front door. “We just need to go outside auntie, forgot an urgent appointment!” And off they went.

Laughing Petunia turned back towards the kitchen, making sure she would serve their favourite foods tonight as they sure would be hungry after all that running around.

Life was finally looking up, she thought.