A Little Piece of The Chosen One (ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

Prologue

A/n: Hey readers, how are y'all doing?? hope everyone is feeling great since I have just dropped my first fanfiction as well as my first book. I have never written a book before, so, I am sorry if there are any mistakes. Sadly, I am not British, however, I will try my best to make this fanfic as entertaining as possible xx

much love <3, hope u enjoy the stories.⚘
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🦋 pov: you are living in the 19s 🦋

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- 1991 -

The crowds have filled the house where I live, just like every year at the end of August. Apparently, my house is pretty much occupied with both my grandparents that came from America and of course, they are always accompanied by my great-uncle and aunt.

I guarantee you know them. They are quite famous actually;

My grandfather, Newton Scamander or known as Newt Scamander, had ever used an illegal portkey and broke into the France Ministry of Magic office.

My grandmother, Porpentina Goldstein Scamander or usually known as Tina Goldstein was one of the greatest American Aurors, together with my grandfather, helped the ministry captured Gallert Grindelwald, one of the wickest dark wizard back then.

Great-Aunt Queenie is a talented or I rather say that she is a gifted legilimens, and lastly, Uncle Jacob is one of the funniest kind-hearted muggles I have ever met.

Hi, my name is Y/N Charlotte Scamander, but my family loves to call me "Tip". They said that when I was one and a half years old, I used to pronounce my middle name as "harltiep", mum even said she had taught me to say Charlotte lots of times but I still couldn't pronounce it right until I was four and a half. They ended up staying with the name of Tip until now. Saying how cute it sounds like and so on.

I mean I could not speak fluently back then. I do not even recognize I was that stupid, but the fact that they still bring it up until now is truly embarrassing.

I love magical creatures so much, I think it runs in the family. My dad, Galton Scamander works together with my grandfather as a magizoogist, they take care of magical creatures and write books about them.

Grandfather has always said that magical creatures should be protected and they were not dangerous at all. I mean he wasn't wrong at all, I genuinely have no idea how could people hate magical creatures. Take nifflers for example. They are extremely adorable.

By the way, I am very excited about tomorrow, it's September 1st! And I am finally able to go to Hogwarts.

My brother, Rolf has always said that Hogwarts was literally the best place to be since he didn't have to see his annoying sister. How cruel he was.

Honestly, Rolf is a bit of a sarcastic person, and of course, quite dramatic, most of the time. I think what makes Rolf and I quite similar to each other is that the fact we love to pull pranks.

Let's take an example from one of our victims..., our beloved mother.

Mum works as an Auror, so she always goes home before dinner or sometimes after dinner about 6 PM-8 PM, depends on what shift time she gets.

So, whenever we hear mum apparated outside the yard, My brother and I would pick the glittery muggle-trumpet that we got from great-uncle Jacob and blew them out until it honked loudly.

Dad, Grandpa Newt, Uncle Jacob, and Aunt Queenie usually laughed along when we did that but Grandma Tina and mum would always say, "yoU TwO! AnyOnE COULD HavE gOtTEn a hEArT AtTAcK!!"

Typical...

~to be continued ~

A/n: How was the prologue??

I love Newt Scamander and the Fantastic Beasts movies so much so I decided to include them here...

Hope you did enjoy it 🦋

I am so sorry it was really short

I'm moving few parts to the next chapter :)