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"Snape looked no more than nine or ten years old, sallow, small, stringy. There was undisguised greed in his thin face as he watched the younger of the two girls swinging higher than her sister.
'Lily, don't do it!' shrieked the elder of the two.
But the girl had let go of the swing at the very height of its arc and flown into the air, quite literally flown, launched herself skywards with a great shout of laughter, and instead of crumpling on the playground asphalt, she soared, like a trapeze artist through the air, staying up far too long, landing far too lightly.
'Mummy told you not to!'
Petunia stopped her swing by dragging the heels of her sandals on the ground, making a crunching, grinding sound, then leapt up, hands on hips.
'Mummy said you weren't allowed, Lily!'
'But I'm fine,' said Lily, still giggling. 'Tuney, look at this, watch what I can do.'
Petunia glanced around. The playground was deserted apart from themselves and, though the girls did not know it, Snape. Lily had picked up a fallen flower from the bush behind which Snape lurked. Petunia advanced, evidently torn between curiosity and disapproval. Lily waited until Petunia was near enough to have a clear view, then held out her palm. The flower sat there, opening and closing its petals, like some bizarre, many lipped oyster.
'Stop it!' shrieked Petunia.
'Its not hurting you,' said Lily, but she closed her hand on the blossom and threw it back to the ground.
'It's not right,' said Petunia, but her eyes had followed the flowers flight to the ground and lingered upon it. 'How do you do it?' she added, and there was a definite longing in her voice.
'It's obvious, isn't it?' Snape could no longer contain himself, but had jumped out from behind the bushes. Petunia shrieked and ran backwards towards the swings, but Lily, though clearly startled, remained where she was. Snape seemed to regret his appearance. A dull flush of colour mounted the sallow cheeks as he looked at Lily."

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Chapter Thirty Three - The Princes Tale
Pages 532 and 533

Another image that stuck with me from the book...
Petunia and Lily when they were younger - through Snapes memories.
Petunia has blonde hair in the books ^^
More fun with crazy curls!!

Photoshop CS5, wacom intuos 3
Around 4 - 5 hours

Whilst watching Harry Potter 5 and 6 YAY!

Description
"Snape looked no more than nine or ten years old, sallow, small, stringy. There was undisguised greed in his thin face as he watched the younger of the two girls swinging higher than her sister.
'Lily, don't do it!' shrieked the elder of the two.
But the girl had let go of the swing at the very height of its arc and flown into the air, quite literally flown, launched herself skywards with a great shout of laughter, and instead of crumpling on the playground asphalt, she soared, like a trapeze artist through the air, staying up far too long, landing far too lightly.
'Mummy told you not to!'
Petunia stopped her swing by dragging the heels of her sandals on the ground, making a crunching, grinding sound, then leapt up, hands on hips.
'Mummy said you weren't allowed, Lily!'
'But I'm fine,' said Lily, still giggling. 'Tuney, look at this, watch what I can do.'
Petunia glanced around. The playground was deserted apart from themselves and, though the girls did not know it, Snape. Lily had picked up a fallen flower from the bush behind which Snape lurked. Petunia advanced, evidently torn between curiosity and disapproval. Lily waited until Petunia was near enough to have a clear view, then held out her palm. The flower sat there, opening and closing its petals, like some bizarre, many lipped oyster.
'Stop it!' shrieked Petunia.
'Its not hurting you,' said Lily, but she closed her hand on the blossom and threw it back to the ground.
'It's not right,' said Petunia, but her eyes had followed the flowers flight to the ground and lingered upon it. 'How do you do it?' she added, and there was a definite longing in her voice.
'It's obvious, isn't it?' Snape could no longer contain himself, but had jumped out from behind the bushes. Petunia shrieked and ran backwards towards the swings, but Lily, though clearly startled, remained where she was. Snape seemed to regret his appearance. A dull flush of colour mounted the sallow cheeks as he looked at Lily."

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Chapter Thirty Three - The Princes Tale
Pages 532 and 533

Another image that stuck with me from the book...
Petunia and Lily when they were younger - through Snapes memories.
Petunia has blonde hair in the books ^^
More fun with crazy curls!!

Photoshop CS5, wacom intuos 3
Around 4 - 5 hours

Whilst watching Harry Potter 5 and 6 YAY!