I know the story behind my name.
My mum's best friend, Skylar Richards, was James and Lily Potter's secret keeper. Someone sold out her and Auntie Jay's brother's location to Voldemort—excuse me, Moldy Meat—and they were killed.
Mum says that she and Auntie Jay spent over a year mourning them. Both had collapsed on the spot.
I was born, along with my twin brother Ares, about a year before Harry defeated Moldy Meat.
I was sorted into Hufflepuff with Hera, my cousin (who is also a twin), and Ares was sorted into Gryffindor, no surprise to any of us. Then there's Apollo and Artemis (Dad named them). They're almost two full years younger than Ares and I, but they were born a day before us.
But enough of that. I want to tell my story and I can't do that here.
Sequel to Hera-ine
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