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Harriet Fawn Potter's life had not been very pleasant. At the age of fifteen months her parents were murdered, and she was left with her Aunt and Uncle on her mom's side. There she had suffered a decade of being forced to live in the cupboard under the stairs, as well as doing all of the cooking, cleaning, and other chores around the house. The rules she had to follow were simple; do as you are told, do not speak unless spoken to, do not eat unless given food, do not do better than Dudley in school, do all chores in the given time, and never, ever tell anyone about what goes on in the Dursley home. Break a rule, and the punishment will be severe.

She lived her miserable life working like a slave. She only had ragged, old, discarded clothes from Dudley that were four times too big for her. Her shoes had holes in them and her hair was a rat's nest beyond its natural messiness, and underneath the oversized shirts she wore, her ribs were visible enough to be easily counted between the bruises and welts. She had only ever dreamed of leaving the Dursley's behind until her eleventh birthday when she received her Hogwarts letter. At school her life was peaceful and happy, at least as peaceful as life could be when the same psychopath that killed your parents is on the back of one of your professor's heads and is trying to kill you.

The whole Sorcerer's Stone fiasco took up all of the first half of the school year, leaving her to have a happy Christmas for the first time that she could remember. She had received her father's invisibility cloak and a wood flute from Hagrid earlier that year, and got a Weasley sweater as well as fudge among other things for Christmas. They got a new defense teacher over the break, and had to get all of his books. After the holidays though, things started happening again. The Chamber of Secrets had been opened. By that summer she had taken down a basilisk. Before going home for the summer, she practically begged Dumbledore to let her stay somewhere else, but he would not allow it.

That summer was a nightmare. Her treatment just became more extreme, there were more beatings and spaces of time without food, as well as more verbal abuse. She was just skin and bones, she was deathly pale, and her cheeks were sunken in.

It was that year at school that she learned about her father, godfather, and their friends being the Marauders, and said godfather escaped from Azkaban. She also received the Marauder's Map from Fred and George, who were starting to become like overprotective older brothers to her. They had noticed her odd and alarming behavior. They took her under their wing and she was their little sister, next to Ginny of course. Just before the end of the school year, after they found out Uncle Padfoot was innocent, her Uncle Moony took her to Godric's Hollow to visit her parents for the first time. After sitting by her parent's graves they went to the Potter's old house and there she found a stuffed animal stag in her old nursery that had somehow escaped the elements and a family heirloom music box that could only be wound by a member of the Potter family. It was the same music box that had been used to lull her to sleep as a baby. Sadly that year when she went back to the Dursley's. She tried to use the fact that her godfather was an escaped prisoner that was thought to be a mass murderer to get a better treatment, but it failed. She was worked harder, starved more, and beaten harder and more often than she ever has before. So after half of the summer had gone by, she packed up the few things she had: a spare set of clothes, her stag, and her music box, before using her wand which she had smuggled into her room to unlock her bedroom door, release Hedwig from her cage, and retrieve her school things from the cupboard under the stairs. Then she shank her trunk containing her books, robes, beloved invisibility cloak, and her firebolt and placed it into the ragged backpack she had with the rest of her things, and with Hedwig by her side she took off into the night.

She knew the ministry would be trying to track her down for using underage magic, so she kept moving. She ran until she could not anymore. In her rush she had agitated the injuries on her back and stomach, which had been bleeding, and began to feel dizzy from blood loss, starvation, and fatigue. She felt her beloved owl land on her shoulder. The last thought that ran through her mind was a wish, she wished to go somewhere she could be loved, somewhere where her parents were alive. As she collapsed to the ground, no one was around to see the bright flash of light whisking away a small, tortured fawn to her salvation.


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