"Salazar, I cant"
"Your existence, your life depends on this. You have to."
When James and Lily Potter have twins, a girl and boy, only the boy is found.
Years later Anastasia Potter finds herself stuck in the past with the 4 founders of Hogwarts sc...
(A/n all the things go the same as they did in the books and movies. But Harry and everyone else thinks his sister is dead and died during the attack 14 years ago. Harry is in this 5th year.)
14 years after surviving the killing curse (Anna is now 15)
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"You girl should be scrubbing, you're lucky you're even still in this orphanage. Though I do guess no one wants a ungrateful brat like you"
"Of course Miss Petrova" came an almost automatic reply out of my mouth. It was wired into me from when I was brought here at the ripe age of 1. Petrova didn't care for me when I was 1, when I was a toddler and she never will care for me. I learnt everything from Stephen. When I was brought here Stephen was 10. He taught me how to walk and talk. He taught me where to get snacks from. He's like the brother I never had.
One day I was really ill but Petrova insisted I do the chores like everyone else. That's just how things are run in Wool's orphanage. Petrova tried to drag me out of drag but I started shouting for her to get off me. I tried to shout but my throat was sore and dry from throwing up all day. Stephen heard the commotion and dragged her off me, and then stood in front of me. I imagine if I had a brother he would be just like Stephen. After that incident Stephen told me how to stay unnoticed and not get on the wrong side of Petrova's wrath. He wired it into me, it stayed there. Stephen left when he turned 18. I have to stay here for another 3 years unless someone adopts me, which isn't going to happen.
Last night there was a fire that Petrova thinks started. She thinks I somehow got hold of a lighter and tried to set the place on fire. The flame was only small, it danced around casting shadows. Though I admit the beauty of it, I would never set anywhere on fire. I'm not an arsonist. I am confused as to how it started. I was dusting Petrova's officer or her when I came across a letter addressed to me from1981. As soon as I touched it a flame started. Like it could sense my anger, as my panic grew because of the flame, the flame became bigger. I threw my letter in my grey hoodie pocket and tried to extinguish the fire.
Petrova keeps threatening me that she will call the police and explain the situation to them so she 'can finally be free of you, a little brat who takes up too much room'. In her words she would only cease her threat if I did triple my cleaning this week. I agreed, I have no choice. If I get snitched on by Petrova my clean record will go to shambles.
"GET SCRUBBING OR ELSE" I'm snapped back to reality by her. I don't understand her issue with me. As far as I'm concerned I've never done anything to her. "What have I done to you Petrova?" I just want answers, my whole life is full of questions.
'Who were my parents?'
'How did I get the lightning bolt scar on my back that wraps around the left side of my neck?'
