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"I wake up early in the morning to appreciate the beauty of the world before the A**holes wake up and spoil it." .
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The morning air was filled with the scent of warm bread, butter, and something sweet—maybe cinnamon. The soft clinking of plates and cups echoed in the quiet dining hall, but Harry—no, not Harry—couldn’t focus on any of it.
He sat at the long wooden table, his fingers curled tightly around his spoon, barely stirring the porridge in front of him. Across from him, Veronica hummed softly as she cut into her toast, seemingly lost in thought.
He should say something.
He needed to say something.
But the words tangled in his throat, caught between the weight of his past and the uncertainty of his future.
Veronica glanced up, her golden eyes sharp and perceptive. “You’re thinking too loud.”
Harry—no, not Harry—let out a shaky breath. “I... I don’t feel like me.”
That got her attention. She set her fork down, leaning forward slightly. “What do you mean?”
He hesitated, looking down at his untouched food. “I don’t know who I am,” he admitted quietly. “Or maybe... I just don’t want to be who I was.”
Veronica didn’t speak right away, giving him space to continue.
He swallowed. “I know it’s stupid,” he muttered, his grip tightening on the spoon. “I know I shouldn’t feel this way, but I hate it. I hate looking in the mirror and seeing—seeing him.” He exhaled sharply. “Harry Potter.”
Veronica tilted her head slightly, watching him carefully.
He clenched his jaw. “All my life, I was told what I was. A burden. A freak. A mistake. Then, I come here, and suddenly, I’m The Boy Who Lived—some legend that people whisper about. But none of that feels like me.” His voice trembled slightly. “I don’t want to be the thing I hate, but I don’t know how to be anything else.”
Silence stretched between them. The words hung in the air, raw and vulnerable.
Veronica’s expression didn’t change—no pity, no forced comfort. Just quiet understanding.
Then, softly, she asked, “What do you want?”
He blinked.
Veronica smiled slightly. “Not what people expect. Not what the world thinks you should be. You. What do you want?”
What did he want?
He had never been allowed to want before. He had never been given the space to even think about it.
But now…
His red hair caught the morning light, and for the first time in his life, he felt like he had a choice.
“I want to change,” he whispered.
Veronica nodded. “Then change.”
“It’s not that simple,” he mumbled.
“It is,” she countered. “You’re not chained to your past, H—” She stopped, catching herself. “You’re not chained to that name. You don’t have to carry it if you don’t want to.”
His breath hitched.
It was a terrifying thought. A liberating thought.
A new name. A new identity. A chance to leave Harry Potter behind.
A name of his own.
His mind flashed back to a conversation in the library. Veronica had been reading aloud from an old book, her voice soft as she recited the names of forgotten stars. One had stuck with him, lingering in the back of his mind like an echo.
Hesperus.
The Evening Star. The light in the dark.
It wasn’t Harry. It wasn’t burdened with the weight of a legacy he never wanted.
It was his.
He looked up, meeting Veronica’s gaze.
A shaky breath. A hesitant smile.
“Hesperus,” he murmured.
Veronica’s smile widened. “Hesperus,” she repeated, as if testing the weight of it. Then, with a teasing glint in her eyes, she added, “I like it. It suits you.”
Warmth spread through his chest.
Hesperus.
For the first time, he felt real.
For the first time, he felt free.
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Soooo Hesperus my beautiful angel I changed him tbh cause seriously he needs a break from all the stress that "harry potter" brings, he was just a sweet, innocent child before he got thrown into a whole different world full of magic. Oh and well the scene where the Avengers are finally mentioned are not gonna happen until like when hesper' and 'rica are in their third to fourth year.
And a happy birthday to me🤧🎉 I'm surprised I lasted this long...
