London, March 1960
Anthony Potter was in shock and felt that it was his fault that she was missing, their sweet Jessica. They hadn't even gotten to see her. Even the healers, sorry doctors, didn't know what actually happened the previous day. Her labor pains came suddenly and the only place they could reach was a muggle hospital. All he knew was that Cassandra could remember that she had distinctly heard about a boy and a girl, before she had lost consciousness. Her fatigue had caught up with her. The healers had also confirmed the birth of a boy and a girl. But somehow in the confusion of several births having taken place at the same time, his daughter had been sent off with another family. No one knew who they were. Their child was a stillborn and the nurses didn't know details of how the mix up occurred. Anthony stared at the empty crib next to his young son and sighed. Years of waiting and misfortune strikes. He then looked at his son and smiled. At least they had him, young James Edward Potter, the heir of the family. But the thought of the lost child stayed in the back of his mind.
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The unknown twin
RomanceThe Potter family had wondered what had actually happened that unfortunate night in March. The pain and the confusion that night had completely bewildered the family. Now, eleven years later, they hoped to find the truth. The truth of their missing...
