Chapter 294 - Scars? (1/2)
On the last day before Rowan and Severus were to return back to Prince Manor, the Evans family decided to take Rowan and Severus to the pool as they'd already gone out to eat and to the movies during the week. Severus was in luck as he could borrow an old pair of swimming from Mr. Evans. But with Rowan's height being taken into consideration, she could only borrow a swimming suit from Petunia.
Standing in Petunia's room, Rowan comments, ”Well, at least you have better taste than Lily.”
”In what décor?” Petunia incredulously said as she glanced up from rifling through her own drawers.
”No, in your taste in men,” Rowan said as she pointed to Petunia's posters of older men such as Iggy Pop, and other others.
”Lily did say that you liked the American actor, Robert Redford,” Petunia smirked. ”And she said that you liked them blond which makes totally perfect sense now.”
Ignoring the last part of the statement, Rowan shrugs and says, ”I can't help the fact that I like his rugged good lucks. Besides I've got a thing for Clint Eastwood as well.”
”Mm, they're both Americans',” Petunia snickered as she pulled out a black tank swimming top and mid-thigh bottom swimming shorts. ”I never wore this because it was black, but since it's you, I think it will be perfect for you.”
Petunia tossed the swimming wear at Rowan and said, ”Put it on.”
”Here?” Rowan asked as she glanced around.
”Yes, here,” Petunia said in exasperation as she folded her arms over her chest. ”I know that you're not shy after all these years living in dorms.”
Rowan removes her upper clothes without much embarrassment before slipping on the top. Petunia nods in approval as she says, ”It looks like you're really starting to fill out.” Rowan's waist was a bit more narrow as her hips had grown a bit wider and rounder over the past year including her chest.
Without glancing at Petunia, Rowan removed her shoes and then her trousers. Luckily, she had shaved her legs before but still with some discomfort she pulled on the bottom swimming wear. Petunia stares at Rowan's long legs not in admiration but in surprise. Across Rowan's pale thighs were hundreds of tiny scars.
”What happened?” Petunia whispered. ”Lily did say you had an aversion to wearing skirts, but I thought it was because you were some sort of a tomboy.”
Rowan shrugs and says, ”I don't like to be looked at.” Glancing at the scars on her legs she says, ”It was an accident, really. I fell into a pile of shattered glass when I was younger.” What she neglected to mention is that she had a bit of help from her father.
Petunia bites her lip and softly says, ”Lily said that your dad wasn't a very nice man. And I overheard mom and dad once saying that Mr. Snape went to prison.”
”Did he now?” Rowan muttered out loud knowing full well that was probably her grandfather's handy act. ”Well, I wouldn't know since I haven't seen nor heard from him since we left Cokeworth. But I'll take your word for it.”