Petunia Evans wasn’t special. At least not compared to her younger sister Lily. Lily had bright red hair that anyone would be envious of. Petunia had bland chestnut brown hair, it had a grey tinge to it, nothing special. Lily had bright green eyes that could enchant anyone. Petunia had bland brown eyes that definitely couldn’t enchant anyone, nothing special.
Lily had a charm about her that made anyone feel comfortable. Petunia had been told she was alway so uptight and cruel, nothing special. Lily had a beautiful thin but curvy body that made her beautiful in every way. Petunias body was much to wrangle and thin, with a long neck and square shaped body, nothing special.
Lily was smart and playful, she could make people laugh easily. Petunia was the one who would make jokes no one would laugh at and wasn’t smart in any way, nothing special. Lily had a perfect boyfriend, one with a tall and strong build and with money, a boyfriend that loved her just as much or even more than she did. Petunias boyfriend was much more interested in cars than her, nothing special.
Lily had magic, she could make things float or change and she attended a boarding school of magic where she learned how to do more magic and became popular and well liked. Petunia was not magic, she attended a public secondary school and was in no way popular, nothing special. Lily had a best friend, Marlene McKinnon a girl whose presence demanded attention. Petunias best friend was her mum, nothing special.
Lily had died for a reason, she sacrificed herself for her son and saved her world and Petunias. Petunia was to die of old age beside her husband who still cared more about cars than he did her son and wife, nothing special.
Petunia was nothing special. Definitely not compared to her perfect younger sister.