Once upon a time, there was a girl named Krysctelle Desstyni Raven Potter, but everyone just called her Starr, because she was a super star! Starr was named Potter because she was secretly Harry Potter's younger sister!

A muggle in Godric's Hallow was walking through the cemetary and heard a baby's cry and an irresistable force pulling him towards the grave of Lily Potter! He dug up her grave and opened it to see her rotting body, but found a baby had come out! He rescued her. She had purple eyes that sometimes changed colors to green or blue and her skin was alabaster and sparkled like diamonds and she had beautiful flowing blonde hair with natural pink highlights, even though she was a baby!

But before the muggle could take her home, Voldemort killed the muggle by breathing his evil bad breath on him and spirited away the magical special girl, who was actually marked by the prophesy until all of a sudden Buckbeak showed up and drove away Voldemort with his awesome wings, and took back Starr! She was raised by hippogriffs in the forest so she could communicate with animals, but she was also picking up perfect human manners and knew how to speak English (as well as French and Klingon) by her genius abilities!

Then one day, when Harry Potter was a second year, she got a letter that said, "Krysctelle Desstyni Raven Potter, aka Starr of the Hyppogriffs, you're invited to Hogwarts!"

She was like, "J'aime le poulet! jIH neH [tacos]! I am so excited, Buckbeak!"

Buckbeak cooed to her kindly.

And okay this is boring, flash foward to Hogwarts the next year!

"Potter, Krysctelle Desstyni!" McGonagall cried in front of the Great Hall for the sorting!

Starr's skin sparkled in the lights of the Great Hall and everyone was like, "oooh, ahh, she must have awesome magic." And Dumbledore though to himself, "Blimey, I think she's the actual chosen one!"

And then they put the hat on her head, and the hat sat there for like 2 hours, because he was like, "You're so brave, and so smart, and so loyal, and so ambitious that I don't know where I could put you, you'd be the best in every house!"

And Starr started crying to the hat. "If I'm so perfect, how can I ever fit in! I just want everyone to lvoe me! Nouilles dans mon pantalon!"

"It's okay, Starr, that's part of being special. I'll put you in Slytherin, because the colors best match your sparking eyes."

"But sometimes they're purple or blue! So maybe I should be in Ravenclaw!"

"But I feel Slytherin has more dramatic potential. SLYTHERIN IT IS!" the hat shouted to the whole hall, and Slytherin broke out in cheers and the rest of the hall sighed.

"Hey, Harry," Ron said, his mouth full of food. "Her name's Potter. Do you think you are related?"

"I hope so," said Harry.

TO BE CONTINUED!

AN: Thanks for reading! I based some of Starr's struggles on my own life. I hope you liked it, I won't update till I get 5 reviews! Love Potter Life ! less than three