Hi, I'm Lycan Lovegood. Or I am now. I used to be called Harry Potter, but then something happened. Something big. And it caused me to become an orphan. You see, when I was one a dark wizard called Voldemort was after me and my family. One night, while my parents were at a party, he found us. Lord Voldemort and a werewolf by the name of Fenrir Greyback killed the babysitter before coming to kill my brother and I, Fenrir attacked me while Voldemort aimed a killing curse at the both of us, well he tried but the spell backfired.
I don't know why, but a power radiated from my brother and me and protected us from the curse. When Dumbledore turned up to see what had happened he found that Fenrir had fled and Voldemort was no more. As for us, he didn't know which one of us had stopped him, he didn't even consider the fact that we did it together. We were identical, born one minute apart, me being younger, and now both had matching lightning bolt shaped scars. So he guessed, and seeing that I had been bitten by a werewolf on the full moon of Halloween, he decided to go for my brother. You see, people bitten by werewolves on a full moon turn into werewolves, but if you are bitten on All Hallows Eve, the most magically powerful day of the year, you are able to control your wolf, reducing the effect it has on your body.
Although, even this didn't stop Dumbledore for worrying that I was a danger, so he took me away to the doorstep of No. 4 Privet Drive and burnt the remnants of Godrics Hollow to the ground, removing all evidence of what he had done. When my parents returned a while later he told them I was dead and that Darren, my brother, had defeated Voldemort and was the saviour of the Wizarding World.
Meanwhile Petunia Dursley found me on her doorstep and got her husband to take me as far away as possible. So Vernon Dursley drove nearly 200 miles to a small village in Devon known as Ottery St Catchpole and left in an orphanage there, then returned to his home in Surry as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, because after all they are perfectly normal people, thank you very much.
I spent four years at that orphanage being bullied and left alone because I made a strange thing happen once or twice. The other children were scared of me, while the adults brought priests in to try and perform exorcisms on me. I was adopted once, but brought back a week later because they found me conversing with a snake, not to mention the fact the once a month I turned into a wolf.
I had lost hope of ever living a happy life that was, until the Lovegoods came. They adopted me even after being told all that had happened in the past. They took me to what looked like a tower in the middle of a field where they then told me I was a wizard. I was so happy. I wasn't a freak after all! They then proceeded to introduce themselves. My new father was called Xenophilius Lovegood, My new mother was called Eleanor Lovegood and my new sister was called Luna Lovegood. They asked if I had a name, but I didn't, no one bothered to give me one so they did. Lycan. Lycan and Luna. Fitting, don't you think?
A week later the Lovegoods asked me if I wanted to do a blood ritual, making me a true Lovegood. I readily agreed, so we went to this big white building filled with funny little people and did a ritual. It turned my hair dirty blond, like Luna's, my eye's silver like Xenophilius and made my face more pointed like Eleanor. I still had messy hair, but it was straighter now and it covered the scar which unfortunately stayed. My knees were no longer knobbly and I was taller. I didn't need glasses anymore and I had wider eyes. The first time I turned into a wolf after the ritual I wasn't the previous midnight black, now I was pure white with flecks of brown on my ears and nose. Being a werewolf created on Halloween, I wasn't that monstrous humanoid creature like normal werewolves, I was more dog-like, like an actual wolf or a husky, which Luna seemed to love.
It was brilliant! I finally had a family! A mum a dad and a sister. Luna and I were like best friends, always getting into trouble. It really was great. Unfortunately, when I was ten my mother died. She liked to invent spells and one day, when she was demonstrating her newest one to us something went wrong and instead of turning the glass of water into chocolate milkshake, it turned her into ashes. It was terrible to finally have a family only for one of them to be cruelly torn away from you. Father sent us to stay at the Weasleys for a while and when he came to collect us he looked like he hadn't slept at all that whole week. That next full moon he spent the whole night just sitting on the floor in front of the fire, stroking me and scratching me behind the ears, it was worrying; although I wasn't complaining. This is my life. This is my story.
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AN: Another new story! Aren't you spoilt? Don't worry, I'm still working on APTTDLKN and Rue's View, but I have pretty much abandoned The Inheritance and Jailbreak, so I'm determined to complete these three. I wasn't really sure where I was going with The Inheritance and Jailbreak, although APTTDLKN is a sort of different version of Jailbreak. Speaking of APTTDLKN, there is only one or two chapters left which I will try and finish tomorrow, after all it was only a short story, but if anyone wants to expand it they can PM me. I don't know when the next chapter of this will be up so, yeah.