After the Battle of Hogwarts, Hope Potter, move to Storybrooke where she met characters from stories and such, she make new friends or maybe even fall in love.
Hope just got her hair curled (you know, the no humanity Hope hair in Legacies?).
The hair and the clothes:
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Hope was walking and saw when Teddy shouted "Hen - Hen!"
Hope looked up and saw Henry's castle being torn down, she picked Teddy in her arms and ran over to Henry.
"Henry? What's going on?"
"The castle, she's tearing the whole thing down!" Henry yelled and ran over to the ruined castle and dug for something, he dug up a box and opened it but there was nothing.
"My book! It's gone!"
"What?"
Hope just ignored the arguing of Regina and Emma and decided to question Henry "Why were you hiding the book?" she whispered.
"To keep it hidden from my mom. Emma know I hid it and now it's gone." He explained, looking upset.
"I'm sure we'll find it. Let's go to Granny's and I'll buy you a sketch book and you can draw and write the stories down."
Henry smiled a little and Hope buys him a sketch book and went to Granny's.
"Nice hair by the way." Henry complimented while writing and drawing "It suits you."
"Thank you, Henry."
Then, August walked over to them.
"Hello, Hope."
"Hi, August."
He seats in front of them and looked at Henry and asked him "What you doing?"
"No time to talk. I have to write it all down before I forget." he answered.
"Yeah, I hate it when Ideas slip away from me."
"They're not ideas. They're stories from a book I lost."
"Must be a hell of a book. What's it all about?" August asked.
"Stuff." Henry answered not wanting to spill any secrets of his book.
"Sounds exciting." August said.
Henry raised his head "You seem pretty interested about me and my book."
Which Hope agrees on, it's pretty creepy when a stranger asked about stuff to a stranger.
"No, I'm just being neighbourly." said August.
"What are you doing here?" Henry asked going back to what he was doing.
"I'm a writer." August answered.
"You can write anywhere." Henry argues.
"What are you really doing here in StoryBrooke?" Hope demanded.
"Stuff." August answered and turned to Henry "Good luck with the stories."
And he left.
Henry turned to Hope "Who was that?"
"His name is August. He's a visitor." Hope answered.
