ONCE UPON A DREAM | Harry Potter x reader

Prologue

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❝ I can see the end
as it begins❞

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January 1991

Black clouds sprawled across the sky, billowing in from the west as the lightning came, a brilliant shock of white in the graphite sky, thunder came like the prelude to an upcoming war.

Y/n, who was crawled up against the large window in her room with her copy of Amazing Spider-Man #252 in one hand and a glass of water in the other with a blanket wrapped around her was staring at the distant streets when was brought back from her thoughts by the sound of the ferocious rumbling.

"No" she cried as the glass of water fell on her comic due to her sudden jerk. She rushed to grab a towel when there was a knock on the door. She opened the door, revealing the sight Thomas's smiling face, she smiled at him, gesturing him inside before rushing to wipe her comic book.

"Happy birthday Et" Tom (Thomas) said with a voice full of excitement. "Sorry I'm late, I had to sneak out so Meghan wouldn't catch me." He said before handing her a big brown envelope.

She looked at him with mild surprised and a huge smile plastered on her face. She now finally understood how it felt to get your first ever gift. The sudden rush of happiness and excitement was the best thing she had ever experienced.

Opening the envelope, she noticed it contained a new comic book– which doubled her excitement. Reaching out for the comic, a small note fell out of the envelope:

Happy Birthday to my favourite sis! Hope you you like the gift!

Love
Tom

"I didn't know what else to write" he said  sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

She was now grinning widely as she further reached to grab the comic, just by reading the title she was on her feet.

"Blimey Tom! It's the Wolverine vol 2! You are a legend!" she exclaimed as she pulled him into a hug. "how did you get it? Meghan would never get it saying that 'they are too violent' or 'we don't have money' and blah blah blah... "   she said with a roll of her eyes.

Before Tom could reply, they heard loud footsteps climbing up the wooden stairs.

They shared a wide-eyed look before they rushed to hide comic books around.
 
Meghan, the caretaker opened the door, pushing past Tom, she stood in the centre of the room, scanning the room to see anything out of ordinary. Satisfied, her gaze moved to Tom "I told you not to go anywhere near her. Don't you understand!" she said bitterly with a scowl, looking at Thomas before turning her attention to the little girl.

"Come down for dinner" Meghan said with her usual scowl or at this point you can just call it her face, sh grabbed Thomas's arm, dragging him along, leaving the door wide open.

The words of the older woman didn't wound like they used to, being so used to them, soon becoming numb. It wasn't fair to her, she was too young to be this mature, too young to see life in all its faces but happiness. But, the truth remained the same, life wasn't supposed to be fair. But how would you explain that to an eleven year old?

2 years back everything was normal. She used to play around with other children at the orphanage. Now, she cries every night to sleep, wondering what went wrong.