Withccraft Stories

A poem about how a Christian can too be a witch!

Everyone knows The Boy Who Lived. No one remembers the little sister who disappeared-me. I'm Nova Potter. The not chosen one, I guess. I was only a few months old when He Who Must Not Be Named killed my parents. To this day, no one knows where I was that night... not even me. Now I'm seventeen, finally transferring to Hogwarts after years at Durmstrang. The Sorting Hat puts me in Gryffindor, -just like my brother-but I'm different from him. Why? And then there's Draco Malfoy, a pathetic daddy's boy to be honest. Not to mention Harry's sworn enemy, and an easy way to get back at Harry's immature actions. What started as a game of rivalry and fake dating quickly turns into something forbidden... something complicated. Something dangerous. Something that Left Scars Behind I'm not the girl the wizarding world expected. I'm the Nova Potter- and this is my story.