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Jamie wakes up as the sun rises, more and more sunlight making its way to the bedroom. She stands up and sees Harry sleeping on the floor right beside the closet, and Aster on top of Harry's chest, laying on her stomach, sleeping as well.
The red-haired girl smiles at how cute it was. Then she turns to her right, where Harry's table was, revealing that a letter was there—untouched.
She sits on the wooden chair and opens the envelope quietly, not wanting to wake up her brother and son, as she sees the letter was written by Blaise, so she reads it as quickly as she can.
"Oh, Blaise." Jamie mutters under her breath as she tries not to cry, I'll try my best to save you. Just hang on. Hang on for a little bit more, please.
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"Harry." Jamie whispers as she enters the kitchen, carrying Aster, where she sees Harry washing the dishes after lunch.
"Yeah?" He replies, cleaning a plate.
"We need to pack all our stuff." As he heard that, he accidentally shatters the recently clean plate onto the tiled floor.
"Excuse me—what?"
"We're getting out of this shithole. You don't get a fucking say in this."
And Jamie leaves the kitchen to enter the shared bedroom, putting Aster on the single-sized bed as she begins to pack up, leaving Harry shocked as he continued to clean the dishes.
It's all about the Blaise Zabini boy, isn't it...?
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As soon as dinner in the Dursley's house was finished, and so were the chores, they all went to bed except the Potter twins and Aster.
Harry carries the two trunks under the two owl cages, clearly struggling to carry it all for more than ten seconds.
"No, no." Jamie hisses, forcing Harry's hands away from the trunks, "I'll do it. Set up the stroller for Aster." Her brother hesitates but follows.
She relaxes her arms and plants her feet to the ground, her mind focusing and trying not to be disturbed.
The trunks along with the owl cages begin to float. It wouldn't be a surprise to Harry if it were to be performed with a wand...except it wasn't.
Jamie floats her left hand in the air, then opens her eyes, which were now a deep shade of maroon. She looks at Harry and talks in the most calm and unbothered way, "Come on."
The both of them, along with Aster being pushed on the stroller, quietly leave the Dursley's with Jamie handling the trunks and owl cages, and Harry pushing the stroller as they walk to a nearby park, clearly empty.
Harry stops pushing the stroller, and Jamie slowly makes the stuff she made float, descend, and runs over to the swing, followed by Harry who was still pushing Aster.
"Harry..." She begins, as Harry sits on a swing beside her, taking a hold of the chains, "Do you think it would've been different if Pettigrew was caught and got locked up in Azkaban instead of Sirius?"
"Yeah." He replies, looking at the two owls communicating with one another as Jamie pulls out her phone, feeling hopeless.
I know that nobody messaged me when I last opened this, but we at least need to try.
She presses the icon on Discord, waiting for the app to load on her screen, fully charged up, and dozens of notifications coming from one person. Scarlett...
Holy shit. Her heart gets heavier.
Where are you?
Then another message popped up.
The cops interrogated me, Cam, and Bea.
They found Diane's body. more like body parts.
I know you have your phone with you. Evan saw your message that you got pregnant by him?
Please don't tell me you killed Diane.
You didn't, right?
All of those messages were sent in different dates.
Just when I thought my life was getting better.
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The Girl Who Lived; Surfaced Scars and Oblivious Eyes
ContoJamie's first summer from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She and Harry hoped to have stayed with their godfather-Sirius Black. Unfortunately, they still had to stay with the only biological family they had that were still alive-The Durs...
