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Ten Things You Never Knew About Petunia Dursley nee Evans
She found Harry on the doorstep, and she almost, almost didn't take him in because accepting him would mean accepting the pain that had been buried, recognizing the past and the terrifying thought of living in a world where her special sister did not exist.
She fell in love with Vernon because he was beautifully not unique, there was nothing intriguing about him and she could love someone like that.
She may have written to Dumbledore, but that was before she realized that magic makes you different and different means that you're a freak.
She was the daughter that was there when her father died, she was the one who helped her mother organize the funeral, and she was the one who organized her mother's funeral one year later. She was the one who heard their soft whispers of poor Lily.
Dudley was a fine young boy, so like his father, and she would be damned if Lily's son overshadowed him, much like Lily had overshadowed her.
Ever moment of her life was Lily; Lily safe and sound in childhood, Lily extraordinary and condescending in adolescence, Lily free in early adulthood, Lily haunting every hateful decision she made in her later life, and Lily patiently, smugly waiting in the last years of her existence.
She loved vanilla ice cream.
Her middle name was Cornelius.
Upon their return to Privet Drive, after the end of that war, she deep cleaned the house for two months, in case any magic remained.
She was fascinated and scared of the Snape boy, who so obviously held her in contempt. In her teen years she often compared her boyfriends to the greasy, stoic boy… and her beaus never quite surpassed Severus' appeal.
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