Y/n Cullen- Potter

part 1

My home is typically bustling and filled with noise, especially during the summer when my brothers gather to watch sports games on TV. Even though they are not my biological family, I consider them my true family. 

One morning, while I was washing my face, a peculiar silence fell over the house. Intrigued, I made my way downstairs and into the living room. 

As I descended the stairs, I noticed that my entire family had gathered near the couches, their attention focused on an old man with a white beard and eccentric clothing.

Flashback

"Albus, are you sure? I don't think we should separate the children."

"Minerva, this is the best choice we have."
Flashback ends

I moved closer to the man, my curiosity piqued. "Good morning, Y/n. I assume you're interested to know who I am?" he greeted me.

"No need, sir. I can assure you that I remember you quite well, Professor Albus Dumbledore," I replied confidently.

The man appeared momentarily startled, but his surprise quickly vanished, replaced by a curious expression and a soft smile. "May I ask how?" he inquired."One man granted me the power to remember, and that same man tried to kill my twin. I, Y/n Cullen-Potter, witnessed with my own eyes and still remember the night when he and my mother lost their lives," I explained.

As I spoke, Dumbledore's face transformed into a mixture of confusion, fear, and shock. "May I ask you to share the whole story, Y/n? I'm quite curious," he requested.

"Of course, you are. That man saw something in me that even I am still trying to comprehend. I remember seeing my mother in shock when he bestowed upon me that extraordinary gift. But when he turned towards my twin and aimed his wand at him, my mother intervened, sacrificing herself to protect my brother from the Dark Lord. The ancient power of love saved my brother's life but resulted in the demise of both the Dark Lord and my mother. Since that night, I have vividly remembered every single detail of my life," I recounted.

Dumbledore remained silent for a moment before speaking again. "Interesting... So, I believe you already know about the Wizarding World and that both you and your brother are witches and wizards?"

"Certainly, Professor," I confirmed.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a letter, extending it to me. "What's this?" I asked curiously.

"This is your acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are officially invited to attend the finest and safest wizarding school in the world!" he announced with a smile. Excitement welled up within me, and I couldn't help but grin and jump up and down with joy.

"Wow, wow, oh, tch! Okay, calm down, or you're going to make a hole in the floor," Emmet, one of my brothers, commented playfully. "When can I get my school supplies?" I eagerly inquired.

"We can arrange that for tomorrow. Now, I must excuse myself as I have a meeting soon. I'll see you tomorrow at 8:30 AM," Dumbledore informed us before disappearing with a swift apparition.