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Chapter Three: Emmeranne

I brushed off some dust from my lampshade while Leandra told me about the incident.

"So You-Know-Who has a daughter, and you owe her", I say.

"Yes, he has a daughter", Leandra says as she brushes her long, brown hair. "However, I imagined her to be more like You-Know-Who. She's more normal".

I raise my eyebrows.

"Well, it's not my problem. I need to worry about my own horrible life", I say.

"Wow", Leandra says sarcastically.

"Oh shut up", I tell her.

You have no idea how much I hate my life. My mother, Lily Potter, died when I was only one year old. I ended up in an orphanage until I was eight. Eight years of loneliness and sadness. I didn't have friends. Then my father found me. At first it was weird, I wasn't used to having a father. Then it finally became normal. But I was still pretty lonely.

I was glad when Leandra came along. But for some reason she hates my father. He is a nice person once you get to know him, yet Leandra can't get to know him because she stays as far as possible from him.

Now my life is just boring. There is no purpose to it except getting Leandra to talk to my dad. Every day, we would get up to have breakfast, get dressed, and spend the day together. And every time my father pops out of nowhere, I elbow Leandra to say hello or something. And she keeps her mouth shut and glares at him.

Maybe my life will have purpose when Leandra and I start Hogwarts. It seems like an amazing place. I'm actually excited, for the first time in my life. I received my letter a few days ago. My father said that we're all going to Diagon Alley tomorrow morning to buy the school supplies. I can't wait.

I stick my tongue out at Leandra for her earlier comment. She does the same. I wrap the covers around me as I lay down to sleep on my bed. It takes me a while,  but I eventually fall asleep.