*Sigh* It's always like I'm invisible. Harry has been living under the stairs as you know. But what about the girl in the attic? The one no one ever talks about? What about me? Jasmine Emerald Evans. The one who takes care of the house when Harry's gone. The one who was also dropped off as a baby but never had some boarding school as a saving grace. Or.. will I..? I am not the original writer of this story. This is my friend Deore Plew's work. She has asked me to post it on my platform and I agreed. I've read it and it's a wonderful story. Please enjoy! :D (The art is not mine.)All Rights Reserved