AN: i was on a roll with Doomsday, the inspiration and motivation led to this.
Enjoy!
Petunia had always been a jealous person, ever since her parents had come home with her baby sister Lily as a matter of fact. It just grew upon itself as time went on, Lily got everything, the beauty, the attention from everyone weather it was for her looks or her brains and when she was eleven years old, she got to go to a magic school to learn to do magic.
If Petunia held jealousy for her sister before then, it just hitched a rocket ride to Saturn, which quickly morphed to spitefulness and scorn as the years went on. When she had received her rejection letter from Hogwarts Headmaster Dumbledore that had been the final straw, if she didn't have it and couldn't take part in that world, then it didn't deserve her, anything remotely related to that world was dead to her, including her sister.
Years of festering resentment exploded as the one thing that Petunia had coveted in secret for so long was given to her from the son of the sister that she had scorned for so long and she was overcome with feelings she didn't know how to deal with.
One of the most prevalent emotions she as feeling was guilt.
Unknown to Petunia, Harry, whose magic had connected to the letter, which was connected to the dome around the street, had altered more than just having Petunia feel like Harry, it changed the emotions felt between the two that the dome was centred around.
Love and Protection.
As Petunia recounted her childhood to Harry, Harry's magic was slowly adding, through the connection of the letter to the wards, a magical 'subroutine' to the wards steeped on emotions.
Whereas before Petunia felt a raging resentment for Harry and Lily for having magic while she didn't and secretly coveted magic as a whole, now that she had it she never felt so close to her sister, and now her nephew, than she could ever remember feeling towards anything, even her husband and son.
It rewrote the emotions that Harry and Petunia felt towards one another, as technically speaking the dome fed Petunia Harry's raw magic that was being used to power the wards around them, Harry was sharing part of himself with his aunt, the wards with this strange variable made it impossible for there to be conflict for the one who's magic it was centred around to protect.
Finishing her tale, which had taken a long few hours, with Harry butting in a question every so often, Petunia having cried herself of all the tears she had was now holding Harry in a hug so tight and overcome with heartfelt feeling Harry himself was crying.
"Shhh shhh, its ok Harry, everything will be ok from now on, I promise." Petunia said as she ever so gently wiped away Harry's tears. Harry turned his eyes to gaze into Petunia's own, the glimmer of hope in the small boys' eyes Petunia couldn't help but hold Harry tighter.
"Bu-but what about Dudley and Uncle Vernon?" Harry asked, worried that all of this, hat he was feeling and experiencing with his Aunt Petunia would come a jarring halt and Harry would be right back where he was before, totally alone.
"You leave those two to me, nothing bad will happen to you as long as you are my blood." Petunia promised. Harry could only sniffle.
"What's wrong Harry?" Petunia asked concern shining off of her in droves.
"This is the part here I wake up, in my dreams. What if I wake up and this is all a dream?"
"Oh Harry… sweetheart… this is a dream, that came true for you and for me." Petunia managed to saw before she began peppering Harry with light motherly kisses.
0v0
A few hours later as Vernon and Dudley were approaching Number 4 of Privet Drive from Marge's dog breeding farm they felt something around them shift. Dudley for his part had no idea what this strangeness was and quickly discarded it in lieu of watching the cars his dad was overtaking, blowing them all a raspberry as they were overtaken.
Vernon however, his mind immediately screamed that the freak had done something freakish. Primal rage built inside of Vernon the closer he got to his home, he'd show that freak what was what, and stepped on the gas, speeding up the car to nearly twice the speed limit on a domestic street.
"Daddy?" Dudley asked, a little uneasily as he saw the outside turn to blurs faster and faster, just missing another car at an intersection he was supposed to give way to.
"Not now son, the freak is due for some punishment as soon as we get home." Vernon replied heatedly, missing the police car he just sped past.
The police officer, seeing the racing car, started her lights and siren and gave chase.
The chase wasn't a very long one as the car nearly crashed to a stop at a house on Privet Drive.
The officer grimaced, she'd heard rumours about this area, none of them good, and as she came to a stop outside the forth house she got a look at her perp.
And grimaced again.
Vernon Dursley.
His reputation proceeded him.
And by the look on his face, he was about to explode.
His purple hue was legend at her husband's workplace at Grunnings Drills. Why her husband worked there she'd never know…
'Lord give me strength to get through this without shooting someone.' She begged before parking her car and exiting the vehicle and marching towards the Dursley household which, with a cop car in front of the house in the early afternoon on a Saturday was garnering a lot of attention from snooping neighbours and gossipers. Her partner hid his presence behind his partner, if just in case his partner needed a surprise advantage, it was a surprisingly good tactic.
"FREAK! Get over here now! I swear if you've done anything freakish I'll wring your neck till it twists off!" the officer's heard just as the officer in front was about to knock on the door.
Inside, Vernon just caught sight of his wife cradling the freak protectively, as if to shield the boy from Vernon's just punishment.
"What have you done to my wife freak?!" Vernon bellowed, charging at the pair, intent of ripping the boy from his wife's arms and beating him bloody.
"You won't touch him Vernon, I won't allow it, never again!" Petunia stated, holding Harry behind her in a display of defence of Harry and a display of defiance to Vernon.
"Pet, the freak has done something to you! Snap out of it!" as impossible as it may seem, the large man that was Vernon Dursley did actually love the woman that was Petunia Evans.
Too bad the woman he loved had been radically altered by powers beyond his comprehension.
"No Vernon." Her response was resolute.
"Fine then, I'll beat it out of you once I'm done with the Freak!" snarled Vernon as he advanced of the pair.
Then the door burst open, stalling him.
'What the bloody hell was that?' he raged, his face turning to see a police officer coming through the front door, her hand on her gun holster as she cautiously approached. Seeing the cop, Vernon's brain froze his eyes turning back to the Freak and Petunia.
"Sir, I'm going to ask you to please calm down and come with me." The officer requested. Vernon blustered.
"But I haven't done anything!" he argued.
"But you have sir, you were speeding down the street just now, and threatened harm on your wife and son just now." The officer disputed. That last part setting Vernon off, he hated being associated with that freak!
"That freak is not my son! It's a monster that should have been killed like his freak parents!" he bellowed.
"No Vernon, the only monster here is you, for trying to harm such a sweet innocent boy that hasn't ever done anything to you." Defended Petunia.
Vernon's face was beginning to change shades to a deep red as he heard his wife's words, his hands clenching into meaty fists.
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to come with me, you can either come quietly or in cuffs, it's up to you but you will be coming with me. I was only going to issue a speeding infringement but you've escalated the issue."
"The hell I will!" Vernon cried before charging at the officer, who when Vernon got within distance, took hold of Vernon's arm and used the man's own momentum to flip him on his back, and given Vernon's weight that was quite a feat in and of itself.
The second police officer came out from behind and assisted in transporting the large man to their car to take him to the station to be detained.
Vernon of course did not go quietly, as he ranted and raved about freaks corrupting his wife and destroying his life.
Petunia and Harry watched from the door as the police drove off with Vernon. It was only after the cop car had vanished out of sight that Harry let out a sigh of relief.
Then screaming hit Harry and Petunia's ears.
It was Dudley.
"Mummy! Get me out of the car!" the little fat boy wailed from the window he'd wound down. Petunia sighed ruefully before going to the car on the driveway.
"Dudley, Harry can get out of the car himself, so you can to, afterwards come inside, we need to have a talk." Petunia told her son as she retrieved the car keys that Vernon had left inside the ignition in his haste to dish out his version of punishment.
Dudley, for his part, was totally stunned, his mother never talked to him like that, his mom and dad only ever spoke to the Freak like that!
What the heck was going on with his mom? And why did his dad get taken away by the cops? And why was his mom acting like the Freak was Dudley?
Questions spilled through the pudgy boys mind as he waddled to the front door, trying to push the Freak out of his path as he did so. An action his mom saw and intercepted, bewildering the stout boy even more.
'What the hell was going on?!' Dudley asked himself.
"Dudley that behaviour won't be tolerated anymore, try that again and you'll go to the cupboard." Petunia told her son making him stumble in shock.
"But that the Freaks room!" Dudley spat back instantly.
"Not anymore, Harry's getting the room upstairs by the bathroom." Petunia informed him. Both Dudley and Harry gaped at Petunia like fish out of water.
"But that's my room!" Dudley complained, very loudly.
"All it's used for is storing your vast amounts of toys, which you will be cleaning up before dinner. Do you understand me?"
Dudley stared at his mom like she was an alien, this wasn't like her at all!
AN: Harry has hacked into the wards around Privet Drive and changed everything!
What will happen next?
Parts of this were really hard to put into words, so i'm sorry if some of the technical 'how Harry hacked the wards' didn't make as much sense as it should, i may come back to that part and redo it if i can think of a better way to articulate it. and yes i understand that the letter left on baby Harry wouldn't have been so magically significant to the wards, but i needed to use something and that was the best solution i could think up. call it a cop out if you want, i don't care, it's done, move on.
it was quite strange writing a nice Petunia so soon after writing the last Doomsday peice, its a bit like a seesaw in a way, ha