I cuddled into my mom. She was so warm. Daddy was sitting next to us smiling. I felt
myself dosing off to sleep, when, all of the sudden, there was a loud bang and a flash of green light. My mother screamed and grabbed Harry and me, running up the stairs into Harry's room. She placed me in Harry's closet and muttered "silencio." The last thing I saw was my mom smililing at me and mouthing "I love you Elli." The next thing I knew, I was surrounded by darkness. I heard Harry crying, but I stayed quite, knowing that my mother felt we were in danger. I heard another bang and a scream. There was another flash of green light, a thud and then I could no longer hear my mother. I did not know what was going on, but I just wanted my mom. I started screaming "Mommy! Mommy!" but there was no awnser. Then, I saw the the flash of green again...
I woke up screamng "Mommy!" with tears running down my face, like every morning. My aunt rushed in and held me for a while saying calming words like "it will be alright" and "I love you," and, in a hardly audible whisper, "you'll understand soon."I wrote this story when I was twelve, and after returning to this Wattpad account, I have decided to rewrite and finish it. The plot is going to be a little different because I realized some inconsistencies in my original plan and think some of it was painfully cliche. I want this to be something I'm proud of, and hopefully, with some time and effort, it can be.
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Elizabeth Potter
FanfictionWhat if Harry Potter had an older sister that grew up in America? After spending years thinking her entire family was dead, Elizabeth Potter is going to have a lot to figure out.