Hello let me introduce myself, I am Cassiopeia Dahlia Potter also known as Freak or Girl by my 'so called family, the Dursleys'. I am currently eight years old and I'm running from my cousin, once again. I (Cassie) am used to being chased by my cousin but if I get caught by him or his so called friends (the bully crew) they will beat me up and leave me lying on the ground bleeding and bruised, or possibly worse. If I so happen to evade my cousin (by hiding anywhere), my Uncle Vernon would beat or whip me with his belt for not playing my cousins favorite game, Cassie Hunting.
Several days later I was sent to clean out the attic and find the families luggage for their trip. I had found the luggage but I also found my Grandfather's old pocket watch, his pipe still in its protective case, his briefcase with books plus some paperwork, an old rolled up sleeping bag, old survival and camping gear, my Grandmother's antique China tea set (20 pieces), Vintage Dinnerware set (38 pieces) and antique sterling silver silverware set for twelve (66 pieces).
I also found a trunk hidden in the far corner buried, this trunk is seems had belonged to my mother, the trunk contains her belongings from her old boarding school, called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I think its a very funny name for a school. I placed everything inside the trunk, I'm extremely surprised that it all fits, I then took it to my sleeping area to hide it from my abusive relatives (the cupboard under the stairs, hidden beneath a loose floorboard). Now you may be asking how am I able to fit a large trunk in such a small space without being noticed, well the trunk shrank surprisingly enough after I touched the top corner (MAGIC). I was nearly scared half to death when it happened.
The day after my relatives had left on their two week vacation, the neighbor lady that was supposed to be watching me, seems to have completely forgotten. I looked through my moms trunk once I realized she wasn't coming, I found personal journals by both my parents, books, an ink well with quils, parchment rolls, couldron with funny looking plants and a letter addressed to me from my parents. I was completely shocked to say the least but I'm also very excited as I have something from my parents.
To my darling Cassiopeia (Bambi),
If you are reading this letter it means your father and I have died. I wish it could have been different but at the time of our passing the Magical World was at war. We have much to tell you, it may be confusing but we know you are very smart girl and will hopefully understand with all the information we have left in this trunk.
First of all, we love you very much and never for even the smallest of moments doubt how much we love you. Second, if you are indeed reading this than my worst fears came true and you are with my sister Petunia, for which we are truly sorry because you were never supposed to go to her. We left our wills with the Goblins at Gringotts, so if you are with Petunia they were ignored or misplaced somehow.
Third don't trust Albus Dumbledore, we realize that fact far too late. He somehow convinced us to leave the safety of Potter Manor with all of its ancient wards to live in our cottage in Godrics Hallow with nothing but a Fidelius Charm which requires just a secret keeper.
Be extra careful of Dumbledore, he is a very powerful man Magically, politically and even position wise, also never look him in the eyes. If you are ever able to escape my sister go to Gringotts immediately and ask for an Inheritance test, more has been explained in my (moms) journals.
The Goblins are a warrior race and that fact alone demands respect, of which they sadly receive very little from Wixens. I believe this is very stupid because they handle all of the Wixens money in Britain. Trust and respect the Goblins but don't be afraid of them because they would never harm a child.
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Surviving The End?
FanfictionCassiopeia Dahlia Potter is known throughout the Magical World however she doesn't know anything about them until she reaches the age of eight, when she is told to get the luggage from the attic by her Aunt Petunia. While looking for the luggage she...