You had a normal childhood, growing up next door to your best friend Harry, you both were close and you knew basically everything about him your parents were just as strict and annoying as his aunt and uncle so you both knew what the other one was going through what you didn't know is your parents weren't your real parents in fact they adopted you when you were no older than a year.
"Y/N (Your Name) get the post!" Screeched your father, you rolled your eyes and got up from the table where you were writing and began making your way to the door, you picked the post up looking confused at the top letter,
'Miss Y/N Potter' you read the envelope, their must have been a mistake your last name isn't Potter, your last name is Carter you slipped the letter into you back pocket after folding it and taking the rest through to your father
"I'm going to my room father" you told him before grabbing your notebook, diary and pencil case and leaving the living room/ kitchen and heading up the stairs to your room. You sat on your bed which was pretty old, you pulled the letter from your back pocket and began reading it. It said you were a witch but they don't exist, right? You thought they only existed in films so it must have been some sick joke, and potter well you couldn't have that as your last name, your last name was Carter so surely it was a joke.
"Y/N get down here now! You have a visitor!" You once again heard your father screech, strange You never get visitors. You left my room and began making your way down stairs, at the bottom of the stairs stood a man with white hair and a white beard, he reminded you of Santa.
"Y/N Potter I'm professor Albus Dumbledore, head of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, I've came to take you to get your things." The Santa replica smiled at you, okay this was now getting strange.
"But sir my last name isn't Potter, my last names Carter, I can't be a witch, their had to be a massive mistake" you responded with a rather confused look on your face.
"Y/N you were adopted by the carters when you were little,, your parents were killed. You have a twin brother, I've heard you know him Harry Potter. Your the twins who lived" Dumbledore told you, this wasn't real was it? My best friend is in fact my twin, does he know about this.
"If what your telling me is true then how come Harry doesn't know anything about this?" You asked raising your eyebrow wanting answers, dumbledore explained everything to you and you finally understood, you packed your things and was soon off. Dumbledore took you to the Burrow, he told you that it's where yourll be staying with a lovely family untill school.
"Molly how lovely to see you again. This is Y/N" Dumbledore introduced you to the red headed woman who answered the door. You smile and went inside when you had been invited. You met her sons and daughter, you had fun and even got to know things you didn't even know, maybe things were going to look up for you now.
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Imagines
FanfictionTheir will be a bunch of imagines from Holby City to Casualty. Emmerdale to Coronation Street Harry Potter to Disney channel And many more When I finally decide to take requests I'll let you all know A few things yourll need to know: Y/N - your n...
