Celandine's Chronicle (celandineb) wrote in cels_fic_haven, @ 2012-04-20 13:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | hp ficlets petunia, hp quill-it 100.3 |
HP ficlet: Petunia Resents [Petunia, Lily, Harry, general]
Title: Petunia Resents
Author: celandineb
Fandom: HP
Characters: Petunia, Lily, Harry
Rating: general
Length: 345 words
Summary: Petunia loved her sister once.
Note: For quill_it, 100.3, prompt 70, "breaking". For accioslash who asked for Harry & Petunia.
Petunia was nearly four when her sister was born, and from the moment Lily came home from the hospital and gazed at Petunia with her big green eyes, Petunia loved her. Lily adored Petunia right back.
Lily tried so hard to keep up with her beloved older sister that she outshone Petunia at every stage, but that didn't matter until she started to show that she could do magic. Real magic, not like performing card tricks and making scarves disappear. As hard as Petunia tried, she couldn't do any, and when Lily received the letter from Hogwarts, Petunia felt as though something were breaking inside her.
As much as she could, Petunia ignored Lily from then on. She told herself that Lily was a freak, conceited about her ability, deserving no attention. When Petunia met Vernon Dursley, she knew that here was her chance. It wasn't until the wedding--their mum insisted that Lily should be Petunia's bridesmaid--that Vernon even knew Petunia had a sister.
The baby on the doorstep couldn't be anyone but Lily's son. Petunia had known of Harry's birth, had even sent a note of congratulations to keep up appearances, but she had never seen him. Nevertheless she was certain this was her nephew as soon as he opened his eyes, the same clear green as his mother's.
For an instant all the affection that Petunia had once felt for Lily rushed back. She stooped and lifted Harry, and the fold of blanket that had covered his forehead fell away, revealing an odd cut, shaped like a lightning bolt. Petunia frowned. She heard a rustle of paper, and pulled a letter from the blanket. Reading it, the brief sympathy she had for the now-orphaned boy vanished. If this child had so much magic that he had survived a powerful wizard's curse that had killed his mother, he would be even worse than Lily.
Petunia would keep Harry, but she would never let herself love him, not when he was a living reminder of the most painful part of her own past.