About the Dursleys

Though Pottermore isn't scheduled to open until later this month, I figured the Potter fans who hadn't got into the beta would love to find out the backstory of Petunia and Vernon Dursley. And, with a disregard for the rules, have added the elusive backstory below. For those who hadn't read it before, I hope you thank J. K. Rowling for writting more about the most non-Magical Muggles in the Potter world. Pottermore should open to everyone in about a week, barring a future, unplanned delay.

Harry's aunt and uncle met at work. Petunia Evans, forever embittered by the fact that her parents seemed to value her witch sister more than they valued her, left Cokeworth forever to pursue a typing course in London. This led to an office job, where she met the extremely unmagical, opinionated and materialistic Vernon Dursley. Large and neckless, this junior executive seemed a model of manliness to young Petunia. He not only returned her romantic interest, but was deliciously normal. He had a perfectly correct car, and wanted to do completely ordinary things, and by the time he had taken her on a series of dull dates, during which he talked mainly about himself and his predictable ideas on the world, Petunia was dreaming of the moment when he would place a ring on her finger.

When, in due course, Vernon Dursley proposed marriage, very correctly, on one knee in his mother's sitting room, Petunia accepted at once. The one fly in her delicious ointment was the fear of what her new fiancè would make of her sister, who was now in her final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Vernon was apt to despise even people who wore brown shoes with black suits; what he would make of a young woman who spent most of her time wearing long robes and casting spells, Petunia could hardly bear to think.

She confessed the truth during a tear-stained date, in Vernon's dark car as they sat overlooking the chip shop where Vernon had just bought them a post-cinema snack. Vernon, as Petunia had expected, was deeply shocked; however, he told Petunia solemnly that he would never hold it against her that she had a freak for a sister, and Petunia threw herself upon him in such violent gratitude that he dropped his battered sausage.

The first meeting between Lily, her boyfriend James Potter, and the engaged couple, went badly, and the relationship nose-dived from there. James was amused by Vernon, and made the mistake of showing it. Vernon tried to patronise James, asking what car he drove. James described his racing broom. Vernon supposed out loud that wizards had to live on unemployment benefit. James explained about Gringotts, and the fortune his parents had saved there, in solid gold. Vernon could not tell whether he was being made fun of or not, and grew angry. The evening ended with Vernon and Petunia storming out of the restaurant, while Lily burst into tears and James (a little ashamed of himself) promised to make things up with Vernon at the earliest opportunity.

This never happened. Petunia did not want Lily as a bridesmaid, because she was tired of being overshadowed; Lily was hurt. Vernon refused to speak to James at the reception, but described him, within James' earshot, as 'some kind of amateur magician'. Once married, Petunia grew ever more like Vernon. She loved their neat square house at number four, Privet Drive. She was secure, now, from objects that behaved strangely, from teapots that suddenly piped tunes as she passed, or long conversations about things she did not understand, with names like 'Quidditch' and 'Transfiguration'. She and Vernon chose not to attend Lily and James' wedding. The very last piece of correspondence she received from Lily and James was the announcement of Harry's birth, and after one contemptuous look, Petunia threw it in the bin.

Even though Petunia was raised alongside a witch, she is remarkably ignorant about magic. She and Vernon share a confused idea that they will somehow be able to squash the magic out of Harry, and in an attempt to throw off the letters that arrive from Hogwarts on Harry's eleventh birthday, she and Vernon fall back on the old superstition that witches cannot cross water. As she had frequently seen Lily jump streams and run across stepping stones in their childhood, she ought not to have been surprised when Hagrid had no difficulty making his way over the stormy sea to the hut on the rock.

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Do we need God?

I've been questioning the existence of God, the truthfulness of the Bible, and the flip-flopping lies from the highest levels of the Catholic church for more than seven years now. Gradually, I have come to terms with the fact that there is no "supernatural entity" that created the world, reincarnated into a human to save our "sins", and allowed mortal folks to enter "heaven".

It's logical to assume that religious pursuits began as a way to try to understand why we are here, how we came into existence, and what lies beyond. However, thanks for the thousands of years of scientific exploration that deepens our understanding of the Earth and the universe, religion seems obsolete.

In addition to religion being obsolete, the Catholic religion, for hundreds of years, has been on the forefront of countless wars, deaths, persecutions, deceit, and sexual abuse. Yes, humans are not perfect. But why would the church authorities say that they are equal in terms of a pure "God" when countless priests, bishops, and Popes have been caught breaking their own laws?

The Roman Catholic organisation was built to establish order among the peasants and ordinary folk. It incorporated every aspect of religious instruction from countless other religions to create a broadly-accepted form of worship for all people. The organisation has a history of not moving forward with new, scientific developments. In most cases, the church has condemned any change to how we think of the world. Do you really want to support an organisation that pulls us back from progress?

Hopefully this short essay will give you a bit of perspective as to why I do not believe in God nor do I support the Catholic organisation. Do you agree with my perspective? Comment below.

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