Petunia reread Lily’s letter once more, focusing on the very last part with her eyebrows furrowed.

‘Professor Slughorn says I am the best potions student he has ever had...besides a student he had very long ago. I think it made Severus very angry…’

And Petunia wished she could have understood, completely, what this meant. She flipped through her notebook she had started a while ago covering all of the magical topics she knew she wouldn’t get the hang of otherwise. Potions seemed a lot of muggle cooking to her.

She began her response. “Forget Severus. You’re a great witch…”