Completely rewriting and editing the story, so sorry to people who were reading it or wanted me to continue, but I honestly hated this story to the point that I didn't even want to think about adding more to it. But I kept a copy of it and it's backed up to a disk, so if I ever feel like it I can change it and put it on a new story.
Anywho, now I'm reworking this, using the first chapter as a starting point for something not cliche and planning out what is going to happen this time, so I don't have too many plot holes and can actually twist what happens instead of following a path every other fantasy epic has.
Feel free to message me with ideas or comment some things, I'm not the kind of plot writer that writes every detail and has to follow it, I just need a vague idea of where to go and some twists, filling in details as I go.
{Marauders Era - Post War} {James Potter x OC}
{Second Chance Romance}
"I'm a potter," Fawn announces, her head inclining in the direction of the floorboards suddenly creaking very loudly.
James is rearing back, his eyes growing round like bludgers and his hand coming up to clasp his throat, his voice box, hoping he sounds less embarrassingly taken aback than he feels.
"I beg your pardon?"
A clear, bright strand of orange emerges, betraying Fawn's slight amusement when she clarifies,
"I'm a potter. I make pottery."
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 James Potter reluctantly returns to Hogwarts three years after war end and happens to stumble across the brightness, the colour he lost all sight of. Maybe he wasn't the only one.
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(This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)