Let's start with the very ordinary beginning of Harry Potter's extraordinary story.Before Dumbledore pops up with his Put-Outer.Before the stern-looking tabby cat stalking Privet Drive reveals herself to be Professor McGonagall.Before Hagrid arrives with baby Harry on the back of Sirius Black's flying motorbike.Back,back,back before any of that,it is the Dursley name we learn first–in the opening sentence of that first book, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone :
‘Mr and Mrs Dursley,of number four,Privet Drive,were proud to say that they were perfectly normal,thank you very much.'
Since Harry's story starts with the Dursleys–a family of Muggles seemingly far removed from the wizarding world–it feels only fitting to start this collection with a look at the Dursleys'own origin story.Particularly his aunt,Petunia Dursley,who is definitely not quite as far removed from the wizarding world as she might like.
The Dursleys of number four,Privet Drive are the antithesis of anything magical.But when Dumbledore leaves baby Harry on their tidy doorstep,he is not simply hoping to stir up some long-buried notion of familial responsibility.No,he is quite literally relying on the bond of blood Petunia shares with her sister,Lily–a brave witch who has just given her own life to save her son's.As Lily's sole surviving relative,Petunia's blood carries within it the lingering magic of Lily's sacrifice.And so it is that Petunia,who has spent years deliberately rejecting the wizarding world of her younger sister,becomes a central part of the magic that will protect Harry for most of his childhood.
Thus,Harry's story begins,in the company of his Muggle relatives,on the doorstep of their house in Little Whinging,on a dull grey Tuesday.At first glance,it is all very ordinary.But as we know,Harry's life is anything but ordinary–and not even the Dursleys can escape that for long.
In this chapter,J.K.Rowling peels back the curtains of number four,Privet Drive,providing us with ample opportunity to peer in.
Vernon and Petunia Dursley
By the time Harry appears on the Dursleys'doorstep,Petunia and Lily are long estranged.Having firmly closed the door on her sister's family,Petunia is happily ensconced in her snug,smug Muggle life,along with her boorish husband Vernon and the son she dotes on.
And yet,as children growing up in Cokeworth,she and Lily had been close.Petunia had been envious of Lily's magical abilities,even once writing to Dumbledore to ask if she could also attend Hogwarts.For her part,Lily tried often to comfort and include her big sister,particularly when Petunia began to feel left behind by Lily's growing friendship with Severus Snape.
So,what happened during those intervening years?Why couldn't Petunia put aside her feelings and welcome her nephew with the love her sister had always shown her?And what on earth happened when Vernon Dursley (beefy and pompous,fond of cars) met James Potter (thin face and untidy hair,fond of turning into a Stag) for the first time?
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 fiancé 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 benefits.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.
The shock of finding their orphaned nephew on the doorstep a little over a year later was,therefore,extreme.The letter that accompanied him related how his parents had been murdered,and asked the Dursleys to take him in.It explained that,due to the sacrifice Lily had made in laying down her life for her son,Harry would be safe from the vengeance of Lord Voldemort as long as he could call the place where her blood still existed home.This meant that number 4,Privet Drive,was his only sanctuary.
Prior to Harry's arrival,Petunia had become,if anything,the more determined of the Dursleys in suppressing all talk about her sister.Petunia had some latent feelings of guilt about the way she had cut Lily (whom she knew,in her secret heart,had always loved her) out of her life,but these were buried under considerable jealousy and bitterness.Petunia had also buried deep inside her (and never confessed to Vernon) her long-ago hope that she,too,would show signs of magic,and be spirited off to Hogwarts.
Reading the shocking contents of Dumbledore's letter,however,which told her how bravely Lily had died,she felt she had no choice but to take Harry in,and raise him alongside her own cherished son,Dudley.She did it grudgingly,and spent the rest of Harry's childhood punishing him for her own choice.Uncle Vernon's dislike of Harry stems in part,like Severus Snape's,from Harry's close resemblance to the father they both so disliked.
Their lies to Harry on the subject of how his parents had died were based largely on their own fears.A Dark wizard as powerful as Lord Voldemort frightened them too much to contemplate,and like every subject they found disturbing or distasteful,they pushed it to the back of their minds and maintained the ‘died-in-a-car-crash'story so consistently that they almost managed to persuade themselves it was true.
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.
Vernon and Petunia were so-called from their creation,and never went through a number of trial names,as so many other characters did.‘Vernon'is simply a name I never much cared for.‘Petunia'is the name that I always gave unpleasant female characters in games of make believe I played with my sister,Di,when we were very young.Where I got it,I was never sure,until recently a friend of mine played me a series of public information films that were shown on television when we were young (he collects such things and puts them on his laptop to enjoy at leisure).One of them was an animation in which a married couple sat on a cliff enjoying a picnic and watching a man drowning in the sea below (the thrust of the film was,don't wave back–call the lifeguard).The husband called his wife Petunia,and I suddenly wondered whether that wasn't where I had got this most unlikely name,because I have never met anybody called Petunia,or,to my knowledge,read about them.The subconscious is a very odd thing.The cartoon Petunia was a fat,cheery character,so all I seem to have taken is her name.
The surname ‘Dursley'was taken from the eponymous town in Gloucestershire,which is not very far from where I was born.I have never visited Dursley,and I expect that it is full of charming people.It was the sound of the word that appealed,rather than any association with the place.
The Dursleys are reactionary,prejudiced,narrow-minded,ignorant and bigoted; most of my least favourite things.I wanted to suggest,in the final book,that something decent (a long-forgotten but dimly burning love of her sister; the realisation that she might never see Lily's eyes again) almost struggled out of Aunt Petunia when she said goodbye to Harry for the last time,but that she is not able to admit to it,or show those long-buried feelings.Although some readers wanted more from Aunt Petunia during this farewell,I still think that I have her behave in a way that is most consistent with her thoughts and feelings throughout the previous books.
Nobody ever seemed to expect any better from Uncle Vernon,so they were not disappointed.
Marge Dursley
Vernon Dursley's big sister Marge is,if possible,even meaner to Harry than her brother.But then,Vernon knows Harry has magical abilities.Marge does not.If she did,perhaps she might not goad Harry quite so much.Although,if the following glimpse into Marge Dursley's life is anything to go by,perhaps even magic wouldn't have stopped her meanness.
Marjorie Eileen Dursley is the older sister of Vernon Dursley.Although no blood relation of Harry Potter,he has been taught to call her ‘Aunt Marge'.
Marge is a large and unpleasant woman whose main interest in life is breeding bulldogs.She believes in corporal punishment and plain speaking,which is what she calls being offensive.Marge is secretly in love with a neighbour called Colonel Fubster,who looks after her dogs when she is away.He will never marry her,due to her truly horrible personality.This unrequited passion fuels a lot of her nasty behaviour to other people.
Marge dotes on Dudley,her only nephew.She does not know that Harry Potter,who lives with her relatives,is a wizard.She believes him to be the offspring of two unemployed layabouts who dumped their son on their hardworking relatives,Vernon and Petunia.The latter,who are terrified of the prejudiced and outspoken Marge finding out the truth,have fostered this impression over many years.
When Harry becomes angry with Aunt Marge,who has been insulting his parents,and loses control over his magical abilities,she is blown up like a barrage balloon.Two members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad must be dispatched from the Ministry of Magic to deal with this incident and modify Aunt Marge's memory.From that time forward,the Dursleys do not invite Marge to stay while Harry is in residence and he never sees her again.
I regret making Aunt Marge a breeder of bulldogs,as I now know them to be a non-aggressive breed.My sister owns one and he's the most loveable,affectionate dog you could hope to meet.On the other hand,they do look grumpy,and on appearance alone seemed to suit Aunt Marge.
Cokeworth
The unassuming town of Cokeworth is another seemingly ordinary Muggle setting where there is a fair bit going on beneath the surface.After all,it was the place where Harry Potter's least-favourite teacher,Severus Snape,met and developed feelings for Harry's mother,Lily Evans.And those feelings go on to impact more than Snape's own life: they are an unseen force that also shape Harry's destiny,affording him another level of protection he knows nothing about.And it all started in apparently mundane Cokeworth.
Cokeworth is a fictional town in the English Midlands where Harry spends a night at the Railview Hotel with his aunt,uncle and cousin Dudley.Cokeworth's name is supposed to suggest an industrial town,and to evoke associations of hard work and grime.
Although it is never made explicit in the books,Cokeworth is the place where Petunia and Lily Evans and Severus Snape all grew up.When Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are trying to evade the letters from Hogwarts,they travel to Cokeworth.Perhaps Uncle Vernon has a vague idea that Cokeworth is so distinctly unmagical,the letters will not follow them there.He ought to have known better; after all Petunia's sister,Lily,turned into a talented witch in Cokeworth.
It is therefore Cokeworth that Bellatrix and Narcissa visit at the start of Half-Blood Prince ,where they visit Snape at his parents'old house.Cokeworth has a river running through it,evidence of at least one large factory in the long chimney overlooking Snape's house,and many small streets full of workers'houses.