difference

difference

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The difference between the two was that she was liked by everyone, he was not. She was a Slytherin, he was a Gryffindor. She was best friends with the Slytherin prince, he hated him. But deep down they still loved each other, they had to, as they were the only ones they had left. This is the story of Rayla Potter, Harry's twin sister, who was loved by the Dursleys and treated right her whole life. But she still cared about her brother and vice-versa. She knew she was a witch since age nine. He didn't find out until a month before school started. She could manipulate anyone into doing things for her, he was treated like dirt. Everyone who knew her praised and adored her, while he was beaten up and bullied most days. Severus Snape practically adopted her, while he hated her twin. She was at the very top of all her classes, while half the time he couldn't find them. The Malfoys invited her to galas as their special guest, treating her like their own daughter, while Harry stayed with the Weasleys. But of course, not everything is as perfect as it seems. This is her story. The story of Rayla Euphemia Potter.
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Disgrace

You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!

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