A/N: Here is my first Fanfiction writing venture! Please give feedback!

Harry Potter Belongs to J.K. Rowling, other inspirations and barrowed bits of world building belong to their respective authors, which will be mentioned as I use the material

Chapter 1

Viciousness they name is Housewife.

Petunia Dursley nee Evens, was the picture of the perfect housewife, mother, and middle class socialite. She made sure that her family was impeccably dressed and well presented. She hosted tea on Tuesday, attended the local ladies book club, visibly worked with the charity groups, and strived to have the most perfect English garden in the neighborhood. She dotted every i and crossed every t, she ferreted out the best gossip and set herself up as the one to go as in the know. She found every loophole and brutally exploited it, and balanced her checks and shopped like a pro for the best at the cheapest. Kept hurtful words subtle and compliments as sincere as was possible while still finding lacking. Would have made a more cut-throat business women then her own husband, were it not for her traditional views of the female role in the family, which to her meant increasing social standing to the highest possible given the salary her man brought home. Viciousness they name is Housewife.

So when her nephew was so abruptly dropped on the doorstep with only a letter informing that they boy must reside under the same roof as blood family, it was only the doubtful, in her mind (after all, magic hadn't kept Lily form dying in her own home now had it), allusion to protection and a promise of an allowance for his care that she humored the devil spawn in. She had no intent to keep it, and there were plenty of places she could put it out of the way. Just keeping it under blood's roof was what they asked of her, so she saw no need to do an inch more.