"You're a good lad, Harry. Much better than you could've been, I think." 'And no thanks to me,' she added to herself… or maybe *out loud*, if the change in his expression was any indicator. Oh, bollocks. Petunia Dursley's magical visitor catches her on an off-day, and it leads to a series of revelations about their family that are long overdue.

Eileen Virginia Prince had terrible taste in men. Sixty 100-word drabbles exploring of the life and relationships of Severus Snape's mother. It ties into my shorter drabble fic, A Thousand Words Paint a Picture. Themes of domestic violence and child abuse/neglect. This is not a happy story, so reader beware.

Ever wondered why Vernon Dursley was so virulently against magic? While Harry always assumed it was because his uncle was bullish and dull, perhaps there was something more substantive at play. Being a witness to unspeakable horrors does have a way of forming prejudice. When you lurk in the shadows, you're bound to find darkness. Rated M to be on the safe side. Violence ahead.

Ten 100-word drabbles exploring Vernon Dursley's life before Harry Potter. This is not a happy story, and nor is it an attempt to excuse his brutish treatment of Petunia's orphaned nephew. Rather, it is a series of moments that lend insight into who he became. Themes of domestic violence, child abuse/neglect abound. Nothing described explicitly, but you are forewarned.

Hermione Granger had a really strange dream about a lemon-haired lad and a warm, wet place. Just a tongue-in-cheek one-off.

"You were jealous of my mum," Harry said, in a bland tone one would use to talk about the weather. A conversation between Petunia and Harry about parents and flaws. Vaguely set in the same almost-canon-but-not-quite universe as "Obligation" (but you don't need to read that in order for this to make sense).

Petunia Dursley woke up first that morning, not knowing it was the morning *after*, and that her life was soon to change.