𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠

ever since their separation when their parents died, Helene has felt a sense of hatred and anger toward her brother.
jealousy took over her body. she felt enraged at the mention of him.

the boy who lived, the chosen one, a war hero. names and praises for her brother were all she ever heard when she mentioned her last name. growing up, she was always looked down on, was always covered by the shadow of her brother's greatness. he always got the spotlight. even in her own story she was just a side character.

and the people she befriended along the way didn't help her situation at all. traitor, the evil potter... potter's sister, that's what she was called.

she had Remus and that was all that mattered, but that didn't last long either when harry came into remus's view, Remus had started distancing himself from helene, like all the others started to favor harry over her.

Helene had done things because of her brother, because he led her to do these kinds of things, and you know what's worst of all?

Helene didn't feel any slight bit of regret or remorse. she thought that's what she was made to do. why else would merlin have led her to befriending whom she befriended if it weren't made to be? if it weren't fate?

she knew her parents wouldn't have been proud of her and what she's done, but who were they to judge? they weren't there. and if they were, Helene knew they would have favored harry and only cared about his performance, just like everyone she knew.

the fear of disappointing her parents slowly faded as she grew up, realizing that they could never tell her they were proud of her grades and place at Hogwarts or that they were disappointed in her actions.

but what if one of them could...

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Helene and harry were more alike than they thought. could they join in helping each other or leave it as it is with rivalry? could they acquaintance just to help each other find out a secret?

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TW. Slightly mature scenes, suicidal thoughts, vulgar language

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