Why Petunia Dursley Red Heads

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Summer 1959

Thirteen-year-old Petunia Evans watched in awe as the son of the owner of the Caravan Site where she and her parents were staying for the next two weeks whistled and called to his collie as it rounded up the sheep in next field. Being a town girl she had never really seen anything like it and appreciated the skill the young man showed.

Later that night her and several other teens who were staying on the site were sitting round the communal bonfire as their parents chatted about life in general and nothing in particular. The boy she had seen earlier had joined the group and was telling tales of working on the farm, which quite frankly bored most of them and the group thinned out until it was only the boy and Petunia left.

"We've got some puppies in the barn," he informed her, "Would you like to see them?"

In the days before 'stranger danger' Petunia thought nothing of this and when he offered her his hand she took it and walked towards the farm buildings and into the barn. As she walked in she found herself surrounded by six rambunctious collie pups and knelt down to pet them, quickly finding herself knocked over as they clambered over her fighting for her attention.

After a few minutes her new friend helped her back to her feet and led her further into the barn to see some lambs they were preparing to take to market in a few days.

As she stood watching the lambs her new friend put his arm around her shoulder and drew her closer to his side, she sighed and leant into him, enjoying the extra warmth in the cool barn.

Petunia felt rather than saw him lean down and heard him whisper into her ear, "Have you ever been kissed by a boy?"

"N-N-No," she replied.

"Can I kiss you?" was the next question,

Scared that she wouldn't be able to speak, she just nodded.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked again.

In a barely audible whisper she said, "Yes."

Very gently his lips met hers and Petunia Evans experienced her first kiss from a boy, a shiver ran down her young body and a feeling of satisfaction settled in her mind, she'd heard some of the older girls on the site saying they'd like to kiss the farmer's son, but he'd chosen her over them.

She felt his lips moving on his and tried to copy what he was doing, but it seemed like her lips were sticking to his, and instinct brought her tongue out to moisten them, the inexperienced teen unexpectantly found another tongue touching hers and quickly drew back.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern obvious in his voice.

"Yes," she responded, "Just wasn't expecting that."

"Can I kiss you again?" he asked.

Petunia said nothing, but reached up and put her hands behind his head and pulled him into another kiss this time expecting and enjoying the feel of his tongue touching hers. This time when he broke the lip-lock he peppered her face with small light kisses, ending with him nibbling on her ear as his hands gently squeezed her bottom,

"PETUNIA!" came a call from outside, "BEDTIME!"

As she made to leave the barn her new friend stopped her.

"You've got some straw clinging to you, let me brush it off,"

What Petunia didn't expect was the 'brushing off' to be 'hands on' and not with an actual brush, later she found herself wondering if he'd groped her breasts or not, but she did notice that her nipples seemed more prominent than usual as she changed for bed, she slept soundly that night, her dreams anticipating the meeting they'd arranged for bonfire time the next evening.

oOoOo

The next day the Evans family toured some of the local landmarks and behaved much like holidaymakers were wont to do, her parents had each day carefully planned, both of them knew some of the area, Harry Evans having served in the RAF as a Pay Clerk and Ivy Evans nee Green (some parents should be banned from naming children) having been a Land Girl during the War.

They'd met at a dance social set up by the WVS and discovered they came from towns only miles apart and hit it off very quickly. They married when Harry was demobbed and little Petunia arrived 6 months later, but as they didn't go back to either's hometown nobody else knew.

That evening as the bonfire roared into life, Petunia worked her way to the edge of the group and quietly made her way over to the barn where her new friend was holding the door slightly open and slid inside and was greeted with a kiss that left her breathless and her body tingling as two hands grabbed her bottom and pulled her close. She felt something rub against her and assumed it was a belt buckle.

"Follow me," he said, and led her to a ladder going up to the barn loft,

As she watched him almost run up the ladder she hesitated for a second and then nervously followed him up to the loft, as she reached the top of the ladder he took her hand and led her over to where there was a blanket lying on the hay.

He sat on the blanket and invited her to sit beside him which she did very quickly, as she sat he leaned over and put his arms round her shoulders, and drew her in for their second kiss of the evening, as the kiss grew heated they slumped over to the side, or did he gently manoeuvre her, she didn't care, all she knew was that a handsome older boy was kissing her, she didn't even mind that his hands were gently squeezing her bottom, all she knew was that it felt good and gave her a fluttery feeling in her tummy.

The kissing continued, she remembered the light kisses he'd given her the previous evening and copied them, as she nibbled on his earlobe she felt a hand stroking her tummy over her summer blouse, making a slightly bigger circle each time, on the next circle she held her breath in anticipation as a finger brushed against the underside of her budding breast.

She put her hand on top of his, stopping him from moving it, she felt his hand relax, and as his hand relaxed he started kissing her again first on her forehead, then working his way down to the tip of her nose eventually kissing under the collar of her blouse at the junction of her neck and shoulder. She knew it was her that moved his hand onto her breast, but when she was remembering it later that night she didn't know why, but knew she'd enjoyed it, she also knew that he'd stop when she wanted him to.

By the time she heard her father shouting for her, her farm-boy had been kissing her while rubbing both her breasts and lying between her legs. She went to bed that night wondering why her panties were damp and what it would feel like to have his hands on her naked breasts.

In a bedroom in the farmhouse a young man was resisting the urge to have a wank, he was saving his little swimmers.

oOoOo

The following evening Petunia hurried to their meeting place, meeting him before he even got the door open. She didn't even kiss him in greeting, just grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the loft ladder and scrambling up it like a squirrel up a tree.

She gave him a quick buss on the lips, and then to his amazement and joy, pulled her tank-top over her head and stood there naked from the waist up.

"Wh-Wh-why?" he eventually got out, his mouth suddenly drier than the Vicar's Sunday Sermon.

"When I started wearing a bra my mummy made me promise to never let a boy take it off." She said hesitantly, "So if I'm not wearing one, I'm not breaking my promise."

Feeling bolder than she'd ever felt in her life, she leaned up and kissed him and started tugging his shirt out of his trousers, he helped her by falling to his knees and raising his hands over his head, minutes later they were on the blanket, hands and lips roaming over the other's body, when she felt his tongue brush across her nipples she came undone.

She wasn't sure when her skirt and panties had come off or when his trousers and pants came off, she didn't know if she'd broken her mum's second rule (don't let a boy take your panties off until you're married to him) or had taken them off herself, she knew she'd taken his off, then his request to, "Just let me put the tip in." had led to all of him being in and that had led to a mix of pain and pleasure the likes of which she'd never felt before.

She wasn't sure quite what she'd done, but knew that after the pain had gone she'd want to do it as often as she could.

oOoOo

The following day Petunia blamed the horse-riding trip the day before for how stiffly she was walking, but as her pain eased with the aid of the aspirin her mother provided she looked forward to her evening rendezvous.

Every evening during bonfire time for the rest of her holiday she met the boy she just called Red in the barn and made love with him, they even managed an afternoon in her bed in the caravan when her parents left her on her own. She was so happy that she'd finished her 'curse' the week before she went to Devon, having on holiday would've spoilt her fun.

January 30, 1960

In a Maternity Hospital a fourteen-year-old girl had a Caesarean Section as Doctors realised that carrying her baby to term would be detrimental to her and the baby's health.

Later as Petunia looked down on the red tinged fuzz on her baby's head she thought back to the evenings of fun she'd had during her holiday, her parents had been angry but supportive when they found out she was pregnant, and had promised to adopt the baby so Petunia could have a normal life, she'd be going back to school after the summer when they'd moved to Spinners End where her dad was taking over as Production Manager in the local mill and no one would know Lily was her daughter and not a surprise little sister.

Epilogue August 1994

"When are the freaks coming to get you, Potter?" growled out Vernon Dursley.

Just then Harry heard muffled voices from behind the gas fire

"Oh, the fireplace is blocked, how strange." He heard Mr. Weasley's voice, "STAND BACK!" was shouted and suddenly the fireplace burst open and Arthur Weasley stepped into the living room.

Harry's aunt was putting away dishes in the kitchen when the heard the commotion in her living room, and stormed in ready to give anyone who'd made a mess in her house a piece of her mind.

As she scanned the mess she saw three redheaded males, the two younger ones, twins by the look of them who reminded her of someone, then she saw him and with an exclamation of, "RED!" fainted where she stood.