p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"the potters were a well known wizarding family, they were known for being a light family and fervent followers of Albus dumbledore, they were later known as the parents of the girl who lived, Amelie Rose Potter./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /Amelie's life started nicely, the girl was surrounded with love, care, and mischief, she was always in the arms of either her mother or one of her uncles, ranging from a scars covered uncle to the mischievous long-haired one, James had always expressed how happy he was for his daughter's appearance, indeed, she looked exactly like her mother, gorgeous red hair framed a beautiful pink face with the same emerald eyes as her mother, neither Lily nor the marauders could resist such an angelic child, causing her to be spoiled beyond belief./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /James would take her flying without his wife's knowledge and hand her to Moony in order to flee from an enraged, hollering lily who spat profanities at her husband while Sirius rolled on his side from another bout of laughing./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /but that happiness was soon disrupted by a dark figure who marched in their house on the day of Halloween, a day that was supposed to be spent having fun and wearing costumes, it was supposed to be Amelie's first Halloween but fate had other plans,/p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /Little Amelie did not understand why her Daddy raced for the door, she did not understand why her mother picked her up from the sofa and bolted towards the brightly decorated nursery, all she knew was that her mother had sat her in the nursery, hand trembling as she whispered words that the young child could not understand nor remember, but she did remember the dead form of her mother, sprawled on the rug that normally held her toys, and more importantly, she remembered the burning pain that burned itself on her chest, overwhelming her young senses into unconsciousness./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /"Oh Albus" whispered the stern-looking Transfiguration professor as they watched a giant in a motorcycle, obviously holding a little bundle in his enormous hand, a tuff of red hair was visible from the blankets, making Minerva tear up and try once again to change the mind of the eccentric headmaster but to no avail, he was dead set in his goal, in the end, they had to leave the child in her aunt's doorstep, a letter laid on top of the baby's bundle, a letter that would change young Amelie's life./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /Amelie's life started nicely, the girl was surrounded with love, care, and mischief, she was always in the arms of either her mother or one of her uncles, ranging from a scars covered uncle to the mischievous long-haired one, James had always expressed how happy he was for his daughter's appearance, indeed, she looked exactly like her mother, gorgeous red hair framed a beautiful pink face with the same emerald eyes as her mother, neither Lily nor the marauders could resist such an angelic child, causing her to be spoiled beyond belief./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /James would take her flying without his wife's knowledge and hand her to Moony in order to flee from an enraged, hollering lily who spat profanities at her husband while Sirius rolled on his side from another bout of laughing./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /but that happiness was soon disrupted by a dark figure who marched in their house on the day of Halloween, a day that was supposed to be spent having fun and wearing costumes, it was supposed to be Amelie's first Halloween but fate had other plans,/p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /Little Amelie did not understand why her Daddy raced for the door, she did not understand why her mother picked her up from the sofa and bolted towards the brightly decorated nursery, all she knew was that her mother had sat her in the nursery, hand trembling as she whispered words that the young child could not understand nor remember, but she did remember the dead form of her mother, sprawled on the rug that normally held her toys, and more importantly, she remembered the burning pain that burned itself on her chest, overwhelming her young senses into unconsciousness./p
p style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: #64676e; font-family: Segoe-UI; font-size: 17px;"br /"Oh Albus" whispered the stern-looking Transfiguration professor as they watched a giant in a motorcycle, obviously holding a little bundle in his enormous hand, a tuff of red hair was visible from the blankets, making Minerva tear up and try once again to change the mind of the eccentric headmaster but to no avail, he was dead set in his goal, in the end, they had to leave the child in her aunt's doorstep, a letter laid on top of the baby's bundle, a letter that would change young Amelie's life./p