How should I to start this off…? My name is Dora Minerva Potter, eldest daughter of Harry and Ginny Potter. I know exactly what you are thinking; Harry and Ginny's eldest child is James Sirius. But, you see, I was adopted. My birth-parents were both born into highly ranked pure-blood Slytherin families. I was born March of 1998. Both of my parents died fighting for my safety and my future during the Battle of Hogwarts. I was actually swaddled away in Professor McGonagall's classroom because my birth parents thought I would be safest there. You know, let's just leave a two month old in the castle that just happened to be the location of the largest battle in all of wizarding history, the location of so many deaths. Since the rest of my family had died prior to my birth, I had nowhere else that I would be safe and have someone find me and take care of me if my birth parents were to die in battle. My birth mother was killed by the Death Eater Rabastan Lestrange in the middle of the battle, while my father was killed by Antonin Dolohov.
I wasn't so lucky in the end, because even though I was away from the majority of the battle, there was still damage to that part of the castle, I earned many scars from the shrapnel that flew around. So, when I was found, I was not very happy. I was covered in dried blood and crying my lungs out.
After the fighting ended, with Voldemort dead, many of the survivors stayed to help clean up as much of the school that they could. While she was helping clean up the mess, Molly Weasley found me sitting on top of McGonagall's desk, she took me downstairs where her daughter Ginny was sitting, recovering from the minor injuries she received during the battle. Molly had Ginny watch over me until she was done cleaning. Ginny, during the time she was watching me, deciding that the only place I would be the safest at, would be with her and Harry.
Mum's favorite story is how after I was all cleaned up and I was bundled up I had a tiny little sneeze that caused my naturally dark brown hair turn a bright red, helping my parents realize that I was a Metamorphagus, causing me to be named after Tonks.
So, I was adopted a week after I was found in the classroom, by Harry and Ginny, who were dating at the time, after about a year of me being a member of the Potter/Weasley household, I gained two other masterminds and best friends, Teddy Lupin, Dad's godson, so I call him my god-brother; and Victoire Weasley, my cousin from Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur. When Teddy and I were two and Victoire was one; Dad, Teddy, Victoire, and I concocted an ingenious idea for Dad's marriage proposal to Mom. Well, it was not as ingenious as you would assume because Dad employed toddlers for a marriage proposal so it involved a lot of glitter and puppies. But with the actual help from Aunt Hermione, Dad had a lovely proposal planned, to which, of course, Mom said yes. They got married on June 12, 2000.
Most people believe that Teddy and I are twins, for multiple reasons. The main reason is that we are both Metamorphagi. Metamorphagi are very rare, but since Teddy and I are both related through the Blacks, as most wizards and witches that are at least half-bloods are, we believe that it stems from the Noble House of Black. We have also been known to take on similar features of either each other, or with our family, so we wouldn't stick out so much.
My first brother, James Sirius was born on April 12, 2004. I never liked that day after that, because I was not going to be completely spoiled by Mom and Dad. We were then blessed two years later on February 9, 2006, by the birth of my second brother Albus Severus. I finally received a little sister on June 13, 2008 with the birth of Lily Luna. I have taken notice to the fact that Albus feels like the odd one out, between James, himself, and Lily; since James is very similar to his namesakes, being as mischievous as the marauders, matching that of Uncle George. And Lily is also very much like her namesakes. Smart and kind, with both her heart and mind open to the world. Albus, on the other hand, acted like his own self; so he usually looked to me for guidance.
He approached me this past summer, before my seventh year, since he is going to Hogwarts the next year. He was already becoming nervous about his sorting, even though it was still a whole year away, because James decided to make fun of him saying he will be sorted into Slytherin and telling him about all of the people who were sorted into that house would become evil and dark wizards, one of which he is named after. He even came into my room in the middle of the night, having a panic attack. So, even though I do not talk about them much, I told Albus about my birth parents, Pure-Blood Slytherins, who fought against Voldemort, even Andromeda, Teddy's Grandma was a Slytherin, and who's sisters were Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy, know followers of Voldemort, but Andromeda was a member of the Order of the Phoenix.
Even though he started to feel better about his sorting, I could tell he was still very nervous, so I decided to tell about when I was sorted, which feels like such a long time ago, even though it had only been a short six years. I told him about how nervous I was, hoping to be in Gryffindor to be like my adoptive family. I wanted to be able to fit in with them because I already was not biologically connected to the family, and how the Sorting Hat told me that your family does not show who you are, and he also noted on how courageous I was for wanting to be in Gryffindor, telling him that was the house I wanted to be in, just like Dad did when he was sorted.
I got my Hogwarts letter in the summer of 2009, Teddy, who was staying with us while his grandmother, Andromeda took a holiday, was very excited to finally go to Hogwarts, and I was sorted into the Gryffindor house, while Teddy was sorted in Hufflepuff like his mother, my namesake, Tonks. I found it to be quite a relief because I was sorted in Gryffindor, like my family. I was a little worried that I would be sorted into Slytherin like my birth-parents, not that there is anything wrong with being a member of the Slytherin house, the rumor that every Slytherin student turned evil is not seen as true anymore, my birth parents were a prime example of that, but I wanted to be more like my adoptive parents, because even though everyone excepted me into the family, I did not want to disappoint them. When I was getting sorted, the Sorting Hat told me that my heritage does not describe who I am as a person, I took that piece of advice, and now I live by it. Victoire joined me in Gryffindor a year later, Her and Teddy secretly started dating that year as well. Well, the only people we were keeping the secret from was her parents and his grandmother.
And this is how we've spent these past few years at Hogwarts. Enjoying our classes, especially Defense Against the Dark Arts, I usually find it funny when Dad comes in to lecture, because he is always so nervous, so he usually just looks at me, so he will be comfortable. Quidditch games are usually very dramatic, especially Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff games. I am the seeker and captain of our house team, like Dad, I have been the seeker since my first year, but I became captain my third year, since the rest of the team was either four or five years older than me. Teddy is also a seeker for the Hufflepuff team. Teddy and I are currently in our seventh year and are Head Boy and Girl, respectively. Victoire is in her sixth year, and James is currently a second year.
He was so proud of himself that he got sorted into Gryffindor House that the very next day he sent a letter back home to Mom and Dad. I could not help but snicker at that, even though he tried to act like the first James Potter, he was still very nervous, the main reason I could tell that was because he was holding his breath while Professor Longbottom placed the Sorting Hat on his head, he held that breath in until the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor. I honestly thought he was about to pass out, but I couldn't help but be really proud of my little brother, loudly cheering when he headed to the house table. James, surprisingly, made the house team in his first year as well, he is one of our chasers. He has probably been practicing with my old broom while I was at school, I have the newest model of the Firebolt, a gift from Mom and Dad since I made the team. I also receive many Quidditch related gifts from Mom's former Holyhead Harpies teammates, hoping I will be just like Mom and join the team.
This past summer when Teddy and I received the letters with our Heads badges, it caused a completely random party to take place at the Burrow. To say our family was excited would be a complete understatement, I think the closest term to their reaction would be that they were beyond ecstatic. There was then an entertaining yet heated and long argument between Uncle Bill and Uncle Percy about which one of them I was most like. It did not end until Aunt Audrey and Aunt Fleur pulled their husbands out of the living room, both saying it was time to leave. Dad congratulated me and told me that his parents would be proud of me as well, since they were Head Boy and Girl when they were in their seventh year. It was a great day in our family.
Throughout the years Hagrid did continue to bring a few strange creatures onto the school grounds, but they did not cause such a ruckus like they did when Mom and Dad attended Hogwarts, he finally learned that you cannot domesticate a dragon, especially a Hungarian Horntail. Fang was always his righthand dog, even though he is about twenty-five years old, which is exceptionally long for a dog. I usually go and have tea with him at least once at week, it started out as just me visiting him, then Teddy me joined two weeks later, Victoire joined our visits when she came to Hogwarts and James has joined us this year. We try to keep him up to date on our family, especially Dad. When Dad is visiting he absolutely makes sure he has enough time to visit Hagrid.
Even though Teddy, Victoria, and I are quite rambunctious while at school, definitely with the help from items Uncle George sends us on a weekly basis from the joke shop, the three of us do not get into trouble like 'The Golden Trio' as Uncle Neville, I mean Professor Longbottom calls my dad and Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. I cannot count how many stories Professor Longbottom has told our herbology class about the adventures he got sucked into because of my family. I just roll my eyes because I have heard every single one of these stories, most of them, more than once. I usually throw back to him jokes about how clumsy he was back at school. Even though I knew, when the time came, he was a true Gryffindor, showing how brave a person can be during the Battle of Hogwarts, brandishing the Sword of Gryffindor from the sorting hat and killing Nagini, and also destroying the horcrux stored inside of the snake. He loves telling stories about how they snuck into the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic, in their fifth year. There is also the one about the Cornish Pixies, his ears turn a little red, remembering how he was hung by his cloak by the Pixies. He actually has many stories about 'The Boy Who Lived,' "Our King," and "The Brightest Witch of Her Age'. Even though I know that their roles could have been reversed, Neville Longbottom, The Boy Who Lived; has a nice ring to it. I even have a knack for Potions, I wrote a letter to Dad when Professor Slughorn added me on his Slug Club wall, ironically next to the picture of my grandmother, Professor Slughorn says I remind him of my grandmother, which I find to be very touching since she is my Adoptive Grandmother.
Then, there are the times that Dad would come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and show us how to defend ourselves and he would use me as his assistant for spells and tricks, since he taught me every single one of them when I was younger. What can I say, both Mom and Dad were adamant for all four of us to learn defensive spells. I have not only learned defensive spells, but I am also an Animagus, a registered one of course, with the help of Headmistress McGonagall I am now successfully able to transform into a Blood Hound with such ease. Even though it took some time, I was only a second year, this task is seemingly impossible, but I was determined to finish.
Now that I am older, my aunts and uncles have been asking what I am going to do after Hogwarts, I am not entirely certain what I want to do, I have thought about being an Auror with Dad, he did say that having an Auror that is an Animagus would be very helpful. All I know is that when I make my decision my family will always support me no matter the decisions I make. I know my past is a little twisted, but I wouldn't have it any other way, or else I would not be a member of such a loving family, the fame also helps, but just a little.