Basically, this is my viewpoint on what really happened to Petunia. We never hear a lot about Petunia, so it's an interesting story to write! (For anyone who read this before, tis being totally revised.) I thought up the story when I was reading fanfic, the meat of the story came from a thoughtful bike ride. Well... On with the story!
Disclaimer: I know not the secrets or mind of JK Rowling. Nor do I own anything having to do with Harry Potter. (Except for lots of HP shirts, posters, and jazz like that wink)
(I am just putting this stuff as the default chapter, less clutter on the first official chapter.)