Y/N Potter?

Chapter 1 : The Letter

"Y/N Potter?"

I bet you're thinking right now this is another love story where I fall for Draco then DIE. Oh please it's a lot more. Let's start from the beginning when I first found out about all of this.

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I've always had this strange mark on my neck—a lightning bolt-shaped birthmark. My parents, Jericho and Lavender Nightfall, always said it was just a birthmark and that it explained why my hair is brown when everyone else's is blonde. They claimed it was a trait from my great-grandfather. I never really questioned them, even though the mark felt like a riddle I couldn't quite solve.

On the morning of my 11th birthday, I woke up at exactly 7:30 a.m., my excitement bubbling over. Today was the day I would finally get my acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The letter had arrived a week earlier, but my parents had insisted on waiting until my birthday to let me open it. I raced downstairs to find one of the house elves holding the envelope. "Where are Mother and Father?" I asked, eager to share this moment with them.

"Masters left to goes to a meeting. Theys will be back ins two hours," the house elf replied.

I sighed and made my way to the kitchen, where another house elf brought me my breakfast. After I finished eating, I took the envelope and headed to the living room, my heart pounding with anticipation. I sank into the sofa and examined the envelope closely. To my surprise, it was addressed to:

To: Y/N Potter
From: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

My eyes widened in shock. "Y/N Potter? But my name is Y/N Nightfall. This must be a mistake," I muttered, my confusion growing.

I tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter, which read:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Y/N Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

My confusion only deepened as I read the attached page detailing the required uniform, books, equipment, and the list of acceptable pets. It instructed me to bring an owl, cat, or toad and noted that first-year students were not allowed their own broomsticks.

The house elf came back with a handful of gold coins. "Master gave these tos you fors schools," she said.

I stared at the letter and the coins, my mind racing. The address error and the strange lightning scar on my neck hinted at something more. Determined to start preparing for my new adventure, I decided to head to Diagon Alley to gather my school supplies. I hoped that a visit to the magical shopping district might offer some answers about my unusual acceptance letter and the mystery surrounding my mark.

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I know that it seems pretty slow so far but I promise it will get more intresting.