Summary: Hiraeth (n.) a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or never was. Sheila was gone, and Petunia Evans remained. Semi - Au. OC insert as Petunia Evans.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I wouldn't be writing fanfiction online.

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Zinnia Evans contrary to popular belief wasn't a stupid woman.

Sure she acted oblivious to certain things. Like the fact that her husband sometimes stayed out too late and would come home with lipstick on his shirt that definitely wasn't hers. But Zinnia saw things that other people didn't.

She could tell that her daughters weren't exactly ...normal. Lily was a ray of sunshine but she was incredibly smart and was very intuitive for her age. Petunia, on the other hand, was just… abnormal. Her different colored eyes one blue, one light green that strongly reminded her of her own mother looked as if they were staring through your soul.

Don't get her wrong she loved her daughters more than anything but she could never truly understand them. So Zinnia did what she did best, she observed them. On one of the days when she had been monitoring them her husband had actually come home early for once.

All of Zinnia's worries had automatically been washed away by his presence. They had their problems but what married couple didn't? He gave her a quick peck on the lips and offered to help with dinner.

Thoughts of her children had vanished. For the moment at least.

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Petunia Evans had just done one of the stupidest things she had ever done in this lifetime. She and Lily had been playing on the swing sets when Tommy Martin one of the "cool kids" came and shoved Lily to the ground, claiming that ''Freaks shouldn't be allowed to use the swings."

Petunia usually tried to be a level minded individual. Keyword: tried, but it never ended up working well for her. When she got angry she was the kind of person to think with her fists, not her brain. That was part of the reason she died the first time.

If Petunia had bothered to pay more attention she would have noticed the bruises that occasionally littered Tommy's arms, or how whenever his step-father came to pick him up from school he'd subconsciously flinch away.

But at that moment Petunia didn't consider any of that. All she could think about was the fact that he pushed her baby sister(only by five minutes) off of her favorite swing set for no other reason than the fact that he could. Tommy caught her staring at him and sneered.

"What are you looking at freaky eyes?"

Petunia saw red. She pulled her arm back and punched the little shit with all of her might.

He tumbled to the ground and looked at her like she had grown an extra head (which was understandable considering that she was usually a pretty quiet kid) and ran out of the playground crying… but not before screaming profanities at the both of them.

Petunia almost felt bad for him. Almost. She looked at Lily struggling to hold in her tears and her motherly instincts kicked in as she immediately gathered her in a hug and tried to comfort her as they made their way back to their house. Their parents weren't going to be happy about this.

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Unbeknownst to the two of them, a certain black haired child with dark eyes that were similar to tunnels was watching them with great interest.

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Author's note: This is my first story so I'd really appreciate it if you guys could give me constructive criticism. Absolutely no flaming. I know that this idea is a bit overdone, but I wanted to give it a try.

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Here are some questions I have for you guys:

1. What do you guys think of OC!Petunia so far?

2. Romance isn't going to be the main factor in this story, but who would you guys like to see Petunia paired with?

P.S. I'll most likely rewrite this chapter later on.