The Evans family had always been closely knit. The three sisters, varying in ages, could always been seen together - laughing. They laughed a lot. Each named after flowers, their father often commenting that they were his 'precious petals'. In many ways the family made up a flower, each one a petal that allowed the world to see the flower's beauty.
Like most beautiful things, it was not to last. The first time the family would be torn apart happened when Lily Evans received a letter confirming that she was, indeed, a witch. Of course any child would be excited to learn that magic was real, Petunia had been an exception. She felt envious of her sister, she was to learn a whole new world.
Bryony, Lily's little sister just felt excited for Lily. She had seen the things Lily could do and had always tried to copy her, sometimes being successful. Lily, thrilled with the news confidently assured Bryony that she would be joining Lily in Hogwarts in a while. This left Petunia as an outsider in her own home.
Bryony and Lily, too ecstatic with their newly found abilities barely noticed this. Their parents doted over the two red heads (the only similarity other than magical blood the pair shared), enthusiastically encouraging their abnormalities. Mr and Mrs Evans almost completely forgot about their eldest daughter. In fact, it was almost like Petunia didn't exist at all.