Another life. Another identity.

Leading my life

Upon arriving at Virginia Airport, Harri collected her new dark green car from a nearby dealership. Despite being a Gryffindor, she always had an inner Slytherin.

Driving on the open road and singing along to songs was perfect for Harri. She was excited about her new life and hoped it would be everything she had read about in books. For the first time, she was going to experience what it was like to be a Muggle.

Soon enough, Harri drove past the "Welcome to Mystic Falls" sign and, consulting her map, found her new home. The Goblins had organized everything, and she had a way to communicate with them if needed. Goblins are your friends, though it comes at a cost. At first glance, Harri fell in love with the house and began unpacking her belongings. Fortunately, it was easy to pack as, with a few flicks, everything in her bottomless bag flew to its designated place. She loved magic, and at 18 years old, she no longer had a magic trace.

Once finished, it felt like home, and she couldn't be happier with the result. She had a room dedicated to all the Potter and Black books collected over the centuries by her ancestors. Her green and silver bedroom was spacious, with a large window seat and a king-sized canopy bed. She chose this bed purposefully after years of abuse from the Dursleys and being cramped on a small, thin mattress. Her closet had a collection of clothes and shoes befitting her noble status as part of the Potter and Black families.

In the other rooms, mainly guest rooms, she added personal touches with flowers, family photos, and Hogwarts souvenirs like the snitch. Each guest room was painted in the colors of the other Hogwarts houses to represent the teams. The kitchen was her sanctuary, as she loved cooking and baking. Blame it on the Dursleys; she wouldn't let them define her love for cooking anymore.

Nightfall came soon enough, and feeling too tired to cook, she decided to rest. She was sure she must have stirred something in the community, and there would be questions asked. Closing her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep for the first time since the battle, resting peacefully until the next morning.