Yes, to those who read what I normally write, this is all very unusual, to those who like reading this stuff, congrats :)
Your mum used to brush your hair for you in front of your big mirror, she used to brush Petunias hair first and say it was like poppy seeds, then she'd brush yours and say it was like dragon fire. And back then you used to smile and Petunia used to grumble because dragon fire could SO beat poppy seeds in a fight, and flowers where to be picked and stomped on, and dragon fire was really really cool.
Now you go to a school where dragon fire isn't out of the ordinary, everyone knows about dragons and pixies and gnomes and ghosts. Petunia sends you nasty letters filled with jealous and hurtful things, and you know more than ever that she really really wants to be dragon fire.
And somewhere deep down you can't help but think that poppy seeds are kind of beautiful things, they can make life flourish with flowers and are normal happy looking things that can live forever through flowers and seeds and then more flowers. But dragon fire? Dragon fire fizzles out, and hurts people, and it was weird and magical and normal people didn't know about it. Petunia said she hated you because you were a freak, and you really really wished then that you could be a normal poppy seed haired girl.
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