Author's Note: Hello everyone! It is 3:40 in the morning; and I am still wide awake, and board like hell. So I decided to write this story. Now I do know that I do have three other stories that I should be working on, but I am not really in the mood for them, and how can I type if I not in the mood. Besides, the evil plot bunny is holding me hostage till I type a story or another chapter for one of my other stories. Now just a word of warning, I am a very fucked up person, so this story is more than likely going to be fucked up as well. If this is still ok, then sit back and enjoy.

Disclamer: I no own, that is JK Rolling's but I can always dream.

Chapter One

Mrs. Dursly of number four pivite drive was frantic this morning, and it was not from the fact that she had found her sister's son on the door steps of her house. No, not that at all. It was from the letter that was left will the child. Now Mrs. Dursley, pretended that she did not have a sister, even as far as to tell her husband that she hated her and her freakish ways. But that was far from the truth; the truth was that she was envious of her older sister. Jealous that her sister had a life that she had dreamt about her entire childhood; but was never given. And it was because of this that she started to hate her best friend, her sister.

FLASHBACK

Petunia was so excited when she learned that her sister was a witch and could do magic. It was Lily's 11th birthday and she had got a letter from Hogwarts, a school of witchcraft and wizardry. And every year Lily would write letters to her sister while she was in school, telling her all about the school and all of her adventures. Even went with her sister to get her school books and supplies and then letter reading the books in the summer; Petunia couldn't wait till she was 11, so she could go to Hogwarts. Four years went by, and when Petunia turned 11, no letter. Petunia then became so envious of her sister that is blinded her into hating her sister and magic.

END OF FLASHBACK

But now, knowing that her sister was gone, and she never told her sorry and that she still loved her. Mrs. Dirsley then looked at her sister's baby. It was then and there that she decided that she would take care of this child as if it was her own, no matter what her husband said; she owed her sister that much. And if the child was as special as her sister was; well hell be damned, because she would make sure that he was the best in his world.

"Verdon!" Mrs. Dursley yelled for her husband.

"Yes dear, what's wrong?" Mr. Dursley replied.

"My sister and her husband are dead and I have her son here with me." She replied.

"You mean that freak is dead and we were wade lade with the Freak's brat?" He said, as if it was below him just to speak it.

Mrs.Dursley then turned around and slapped her husband across the face. "I'll admit that my sister and her husband were different; and more than likely, their son will be the same way. But you are not going to speak that way about my sister. And as far as I can, Lily's son, Harry, is as good as Dudley's brother. Do I make my self clear?" Mrs. Dursley said dangerously to her husband.

"Yes dear." He replied.

"Good!" was his only replied, as his wife had turned picking up the baby and took baby Harry up stairs to meet his new big brother?

Yay! What do you think of it so far? Should prove to be interesting. Please review!