Harry never knew his Father James Potter had a little sister. That he had other options besides living with the extremely vile Dursley family. Where Eleanor Potter becomes a professor at Hogwarts, beginning her journey in protecting her nephew.
"Her name is trouble. That's what her name is." "She's a 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯." "Trouble with a capital everything."
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...