She is the Slytherin twin of James Potter but she has made her own name as captain of the quidditch team, the best player ever, and her name? Ivy Potter. This is the story of how I came to be who I am.
As I took the letter from the owl it flew off into the night leaving me alone again. I read the words on the front of the letter 'Miss Ivy Lopez, 15 Tewkesbury rd., London' written in perfect ink letters. The letter was seemingly unmarked as to whom it came from but as I turned it over the wax seal closing the letter had and inscription; 'Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry'. Written on the letter outlined what I must buy from diagon ally before the commence of the school year September 1st or in other words the day after tomorrow. At the end of the letter, it was signed 'Minerva McGonagall'.
I ran downstairs to find my mother and father sat by the fire. Me being a Half-Blood (mam's a witch, dad's a muggle, bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out) when I showed my parents the letter my mother reacted quite calmly and said that she would take me to diagon alley tomorrow and that she was happy for me. My dad on the other hand jumped up like he'd been stung by a wasp and started rambling on about how excited he was about another witch being in the family. While he was speaking and immersed into his own world and took my chance to escape back up to my room. I mean I love my parents and all, but they can be a bit much sometimes. One more thing I forgot to mention was that they are not my real parents who were killed when our house was blown up, I was about 9 when this happened so I remember it, unfortunately in full detail including my parents' blood and bodies sprawled across the lawn after the explosion. I have a photogenic memory meaning I still see their lifeless faces every time I close my eyes, even though I try to hide it that event still haunts me and sometimes it gets too much, and I just break down. I have panic attacks most night but I've never told anybody, even though my adoptive parents love me I still feel like can't show my emotions around them, I hide them until I'm alone in my room.
The morning after my mother woke me calling me down to breakfast, she had made waffles with strawberries, my favorite. I was excited to go to diagon alley so I got dressed in to black cargo trousers, a grey sleeveless turtleneck top and green camo jacket with a grey jersey hood. I wore my blood ox docs with my brown fingerlings leather gloves.
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just for context Ivy doesn't have blonde hair she has black wavy hair with silver tips.
Again I'm sorry for any mistakes and i do not own any Harry Potter places or people. if you are confused about anything reread the first chapter i changed it a bit because i decided i wanted a different story line.
