"Cry! Take that whip cream out of your mouth this instant!" The loud and fake obnoxious voice echoes across the Gryffindor table. The intended girl, Cry, laughs and yells back, "Shut up, Padfoot!" - She frowned. Her dress dampened with water and her feet sunk into the sand. My rage grew the more I looked at her. How can she be so untouchable? When she looks like me? Why can't I? I leaned in, my hot tears dripping from my jaw and teeth slightly bared. My temper seethed the longer I reside here. "I would burn everything and anyone until I get him," I spat.

Jemina Potter is a witch, a mother, a sister, a wife, a friend, an enemy, and an ally - but not a baby fish. She is incredible; kind and thoughtful, but incredibly secretive and stubborn. She loves with all of her heart, but she holds grudges with all of her soul. Jemina has one of the most important roles in the first wizarding world, but how did she get there? And how the hell did she lose half of the people she cared about in one day? #2 in "lilyevans"!