CHAPTER UPDATED ON DECEMBER 12th 2018!

A/N: Okay, this is supposed to be prologue to a possible quite long (or maybe not so long) fic. Though right now I am writing my other fic, Winter's Sorrow, so I am not planning on writing this one as my number one priority. I just had to write this down, as I got inspired for this like an hour ago. It wasn't that hard to get inspired, as I had in past written (or should I say planned) another fic for another series with similar plot. I never really got to the actual writing, so using this plot in another fic is what will happen with his one now, haha.

To those who will or might get interested in this, I'm mean for posting only prologue and letting it be. I know, muhahahahaa. But I am mean snake, so who cares :P But no, really. I just got inspired for this plot and who knows, maybe I will actually write both fics at the same time (Merlin help me not to get inspired for that third plot I have in my mind bot not quite inspired to write it yet!)

So anyway, I'll stop this senseless babbling and will let you read, if any of you still want to read at this point. MUHHAAHA.

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!

Prologue

Have you ever had one of those moments in your life, when you just wonder what if? Like what if you would have done that one thing differently three years ago? Or what if that one person didn't exist? And if those thing would have be different, would it change your life in any way? Or would the people around you be or act differently? Or would you yourself be different, better? If you have, it's okay. It's normal for people to wonder, even to question their decision. It's totally normal and nothing to be ashamed of, honestly. But I, Lily Luna Potter, have never had those moments. And I guess that is normal too.

No, I'm not trying to say that I have had the most perfect life one could imagine. Yes, I live in this most amazing house which has the best and the newest from both, magical and muggle, worlds. My parents love me and they used to spoil me to some extend as I was not only the youngest child but also the only girl. I have two amazing brothers who used to protect me and unleash chaos on those who tried to hurt me. I have a lot of uncles and aunts and cousins, older and younger and my age, so I haven't ever been alone. And thanks to my parents I could be considered even some kind of celebrity. But even so, I have never had perfect life, at least not since I turned eleven.

One would think that going to Hogwarts would be this life-changing perfect moment that will bring to your life things such as happiness, friendships, love and amazing memories that you would cherish through your life and when the times comes, share them with your kids and then with your grandchildren. But it wasn't exactly like that for me.

No. No! Don't get me wrong! It was full of life-changing moments for me, you can be sure of that. Only not in the way one would really expect, well at least not in the way I expected. You see, when I went to Hogwarts the reality hit me hard and for the first time ever I learned what it really meant to be Harry Potter's only daughter. Or just Harry Potter's child, really. Before Hogwarts, my parents tried to protect us, me and my brothers, from the press and unwanted attention. So, we didn't really know that being a Potter had… How would I put it… A dark, or just a nasty, side. But Hogwarts did burst our bubbles, or at least it did burst mine. My parents weren't there to keep bad people and nasty rumours away from their little innocent angels. But even then I would have never changed anything in my life and never wondered how my life would have been if I would have chosen to stay in muggle world, which had been a possibility.

Of course I made friends, though most of them were related to me and I knew them before Hogwarts. There was actually two reasons for that. First reason was the fact that I just happened to have that huge family I already mentioned. Two siblings and countless amount of cousins, I don't even want to count as I am sure I will have to start again for several times before I get that right. The second reason was almost as simple as the first one. I was Potter. Daughter of the most famous wizard in the whole magical world. Before Hogwarts I used to think that making friends would be really easy. But soon I learned that I was wrong. Most of the time it was really hard to know if someone wanted to be my friend because I was Lily or because I was Potter. And for that reason I started to naturally prefer to stay among people I knew my whole life, mainly because I could be sure of them. However, later I did learn that even with those people you can't be sure. But still, even then I never wondered how it would feel if I wasn't a Potter.

I also found love in Hogwarts, don't ever doubt that. Downside of that was the fact that I fell for the wrong guy. But hey, you just can't force yourself to love or not to love someone! So yeah, I fell for the one and only person I should have never even spoken to. But when you spend almost 24/7 with same people, who aren't exactly the brightest, you just need a time away from them. And this person gave me the escape I so badly needed. We didn't share same bloodline, but we sure as hell shared the burden of expectations and prejudices. So yes, after countless talks during night in the astronomy tower, I fell in love with Scorpius Malfoy. But even when my whole family was against it and I almost lost them, I never wondered what would have happened with my family if I had fallen in love with someone else.

After a year of fighting with my family, I finally managed to make them accept Scorpius, at least enough to give him a chance. But as we got rid of one obstacle, we faced another one. Though I must admit that this one wasn't as bad as the first one. It was just some jealous girls from Malfoy's close circle who have had hopes of becoming future Mrs. Malfoy all their life. Celeste Zabini being the worst of them. They tried hard to make me jealous and break up with Scorpius by flirting with him constantly or make me fear the Slytherins by jumping on me in dark hallways. Sometimes it became physical and quite violent, but even those bruises and cuts never made me wonder what if I just gave up.

If I have never wondered about what if's, then why I am talking about this right now? That's what you are wondering right now, am I not right? Well, the explanation for that is crazy but still really simple. Do you want to hear it? Of course you do. So here you go, believe it or not.

It all happened on this beautiful winter morning during my sixth year. I had gone up to Owlery to send a letter to my parents and just as I was about to go down and meet up with Scorpius in front of the Great Hall for our date in Hogsmeade, Celeste freaking Zabini entered the Owlery. I don't really remember what she said to me or what I said to her, but we ended up shouting at each other and taking our wands out. It had taken only one spell to send me flying out of the window.

One innocent spell and I was apparently dead.

One fucking spell and my life changed forever.

One stupid spell and I ended up learning what my life would have been if things would have been different.

A/N: So, this was it. I guess I don't really know what I can say about this or I can't really ask for reviews and such... I guess, haha, but who knows really... Oh, I know! If any of you read this, would you be actually interested to read more? I guess that's something I can ask and who knows, maybe I'll get inspired to write :3

- Asta B