It's hard being the twin sister no one sees when they walk past our table in the library or seats in the great hall's dining room gaping with their eyes wide open staring wide mouthed drooling as they whisper words back and forth to each other. "That's Harry Potter" one would say, "what a courageous lad, and smart two". I'm sick of it! To clear things up I'm Celeste Potter, yep that's right Celeste Potter twin brother to Harry Potter, daughter of Lily and James Potter and beloved friends to Hermione and Ron.
Now don't get me wrong I love my brother to the moon and back and I know he loves me the same but a little credit would be nice. I mean Voldemort even attempted to kill Harry before me, how sad is that! Since it's my first time being properly being addressed I would like to share some of my hobbies as well as likes and dislikes. I love swimming, adore the colour green (though I am a proud Gryffindor), have a pet cat and I dislike butterbeer. You may not be able to tell but I am quite clearly the complete opposite of my brother and I love it. The fact that I am my own person despite being apart of a set of twins, that I'm not associated with a title of the girl who lived and that I can express my opinions and perspective on things without being judged by my peers', teachers and the fellow wizarding world.
Today Harry and I turn sixteen and things are going to change. I'm going to make new friends, I'm going to experience new things and I will be seen not as the sister of the boy who lived, not as the daughter of Lily and James Potter but as Celeste Potter, student of Hogwarts, a noble Gryffindor and best of all my own person, with my own feelings, emotions, and opinions.
As I walked out of the Gryffindor common room I saw Draco Malfoy focused in a deep conversation with his father and Professor Snape. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation I walked the other way when I heard a deep voice grumble, "Stop", I halt and turn around eyeing professor Snape unfortunately still bothering me even when it's a Sunday. "Professor Snape, Mr. Malfoy, Draco to what do I owe this pleasure," I snapped plastering on a fake, wide grin, "It seems that you've walked past a very private, secret, personal conversation invading our privacy, are you aware of all of this." I give my eyes a dramatic role and step closer towards Draco eying him nervously.
Over my time spent in Hogwarts Draco and I have become friends, sometimes I wonder if we could ever be more than friends, but it'll never work. He's a Slytherin and I'm a Gryffindor, our families are mortal enemies and most importantly his family supports Voldemort, his family are death eaters who've broken apart my family one by one till there's no one left. Draco smiles at me with a sidelong glance and proceeds to speak, "I'm sure it was purely our fault for having our extremely private, secret, personal conversation outside the Gryffindor common room entrance, need I remind you she is a Gryffindor after all," Draco states with as much attitude in his tone his father will take before slapping him dry.
Draco sure does give Harry a bad time but with me, he is a prince capable of rescuing its princess from all danger and harm in the world, what a gentleman. I give a silent nod of my head in thanks to Draco and walk off before capturing his fathers and professor Snape's reaction, leaving with a large smile. Someone would think I've won the lottery but really, Draco's won the key to my heart.
