A/N I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter universe, there are a few characters of my own creation and the story . I just couldn’t get the idea out of my head. This has not been beta’d any mistakes are unintentional. There are to be going about 45 chapters. This story is AU from about 2/3 way through deathly hallows. Most events in dh pre epilogue will take place. However they may be in a different order to the book. In this fic Colin Creevey and Nymphadora Lupin/Tonks did not die in the battle of Hogwarts, all other characters who die in the book die in the this fic . 15 Chapters have been written once they are upload updates will be very slow.
Prologue
I'm 11 but you already know that, I won't even bother with my name as whether I like it or not our whole world already knows who I am or rather who my dad is.
As long as I can remember my life and my family have been different, people treat us as if we are special and we always get a lot of attention. For a long time I thought we got the attention because of my mum's Metamorphmagus abilities , my aunt's position as director Department of Magical Law Enforcement or my other aunt's position in the Quidditch world. However, when I learnt that my whole extended family including my godparents are heroes from a war that brought about peace in our world and of course my birth I thought that must be part of it.
Even so I didn't really understand why people treated me and family the way they do when other war heroes are left in peace. But that all changed 2 Years ago when I turned 9 and the whole story of my existence was explained and boy you couldn't make it up if you tried.
I've always known my dad Harry Potter was important (My family never let us forget it!) but I never really got why people are so interested in us, after all my life and my family are the norm to me.
My Dad died before he even knew if I existed but mum's made sure I know he wanted me so much. I only hope I can make him proud although I know I'll never do anything as world changing as he did but my mum says that's a very good thing.
Even with a family as big and welcoming as mine, growing up without dad is hard:
1. Everybody seems to know more about him than I do.
2. Everyone compares me to him or my grandparents saying how alike I am to him or my grandparents.
3. People expect me to be extraordinary but apart from my morphing abilities, I'm average, unlike my half sister.
4. Despite how good my family are I will always feel like I'm missing out on something.
I wish my Dad, grandparents and uncle were still here but I'm glad my Dad gave me the family I've got. I'm not sure I'd be able to handle the expectations of everyone if they were just on me. I will never fully understand the sacrifices the fallen from the war against Voldemort made nor will I know how my dad felt about his destiny.
The one thing I know for certain is love is powerful and should never be underestimated. My mum and my aunts have made it very clear to everybody including us that love comes in many forms and each on its own is powerful.
My mum says those who love us never truly leave us I hope she's right because I'm going to need all the help I can get if I'm going to live up to my name.
I love my weird and wonderful family and I wouldn't change but boy is it complicated a lot of people don't get how it works and I can't blame them. I don't get it half the time! All I know is that my mum and my aunts have tried very hard from the beginning to make sure we are surrounded by love and have as normal up bring as possible given the circumstances. Unfortunately this means we still get chores (despite the army of house elves we have between us) and grounded. Sometimes I think we get given a harder time because we're his children and expected to live up to his name some day.
Apparently when dad younger he lived with his aunt and uncle who spoilt his cousin and apparently it turned him into a monster. Once he even grew a snout and tail! According to uncle Hagrid it suited him very well. Auntie Hermione says it's very important we learn to treat all people and creatures with respect it's something my father was famous for. Despite our name and the way people treat us outside the family we know that who our father is makes us no better than anyone else. My mum's always said the only way to deal with who we are is to be ourselves and be the best versions of us we can be. Our dad wouldn't ask any more than that of us.
I was 9 when our family decided we needed to know about our history and how we came to be born. They said we needed to know before we heard the rumors at Hogwarts and if we were ever going to explore Diagon Alley on our own we needed to understand the press's comments and questions so we could avoid getting ourselves or our family any more media attention.
How we came to be is not something talked about much in the family it's something that most of the family came to terms with a long time ago (except maybe uncle Ron). The losses of love ones during the war means that the specific events are not talked about by the family except on Remembrance Day (May 2nd). If we have questions we tend to ask our godparents but also being who we are means you often catch snippets of our history from strangers but I learnt very soon after I started paying attention to outsiders that I should always check with my mum or aunts anything I overhear. One time I overheard an elderly witch say that my mum made up who my father was coz she was ashamed of whom my real father was. I tried to run away it was 3 hours before uncle George found me huddled up in his store room at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes in Hogsmead, I've never seen my mum or my aunts so worried.
Since I started at Hogwarts a lot of people tell me I'm lucky that my dad is Harry Potter and I think they're right but they've got the wrong reasons it's not the power, money or fame that makes me lucky but the family he left me with.
I've decided to write down the story of my life and my family so that people understand where I come from and why my life is the way it is.
They always say to me that everybody thought my father would unite the wizarding world but they didn't know the half of it...
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