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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"****this story does not go along with the time line. their might be a few kinks in the time line...but sorry****/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"Summary: Lilly and James Potter had 2 kids, Harry and Genevieve. Harry was 1 year old when Voldemort killed them, Genevieve was just a newborn..nobody knew about her. Except Dumbledore, and then it's a huge surprise when she gets accepted. (It is a Draco and Genevieve love story) /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"On October 31st 1981, Voldemort came into the Potter house and murdered Lily and James Potter. While doing so, he attempted to murder Harry Potter and Genevieve Potter. They did not die in light of Lily's love, ONLY a mother would have that love. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"YEAR: 1991/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"On JULY 24, I woke up. Read some of my book, and went downstairs, it is Dudley's birthday, and I hear him yelling at Uncle Vernon about the amount of presents he got for his birthday. I walk into the kitchen,/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Good morning Aunt Petunia!" I say to her. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Genevieve ." She replied with a smile after she told Dudley that they were buying him two new presents. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Harry!" I say to my older brother. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Genevieve" he said to me while he was serving Uncle Vernon with coffee. Mail comes, and Harry goes it get it. He comes back a few seconds later, he seems very interested in it. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Dad! Dad! Harry has a letter!" Dudley yelled. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""GIVE IT BACK! It's for me!" Harry yelled back. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Please, who would be writing to you?!" Uncle Vernon replied. This must have caught Aunt Petunia's attention because she came and looked at the letter, and it was with absolute fear. Me and Harry looked at each other, wondering what was so wrong. Well, Uncle Vernon threw it away, and sent us to get ready because we were going to the zoo for Dudley's birthday. Me and Dudley went up stairs to our rooms, and Harry went to his room under the stairs. I never knew why the Dursley's liked me more. Never ever, and I always felt so bad that they treated Harry so badly. Once when I was younger, I told Harry he could take my room. He could keep all my dolls and toys too. But he just said no, because I loved my dolls and I loved my room, which I absolutely did. He always told me he would rather him be treated like this than me. I got dressed, I put a jean skirt on and then a like pink shirt, grabbed my book about birds. Eagles, Ravens, and Owls have always fascinated me. Walked down and we went to the car. Dudley and I got into the car, I was in the middle. As always. We learned our lesson a couple of years ago when Harry and Dudley sat by each other. Harry didn't get meals for a week. I looked to see why Harry wasn't in the car yet, and I saw Uncle Vernon was having a talk with Harry. He was talking about funny business. Then Uncle Vernon got in the car, and we went to the zoo. The first place we went to see was the reptile exhibit. Dudley liked a certain one, but the snake was asleep so Dudley lost interest, me and Aunt Petunia started to walk away to see the birds, until we heard Dudley's screams and we turned back and saw Dudley INSIDE the exhibit and the snake slithering around. And Harry snickering..unfortunately I wasn't the only one who noticed Harry's laughs. Uncle Vernon noticed them too. And so we automatically left. And we get home and Harry is locked in his place in his cupboard under the stairs. And he stays there for a little while. And I stayed in my room reading and doing extra credit homework. I finished my book on birds. I was now about to read a book about imaginary things, like witches and wizards. I woke up the next morning and we do the same as yesterday. But instead we had owls around our house. Which worries me, because those can be bad omens or good omens. We never know. I read that in a book. A few days pass, and these letters for Harry just keep on coming. They don't go away. And the owls keep coming too. Finally on Sunday when the post doesn't come anymore we were in the lounge and Harry was serving food,/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Fine day Sunday. Best day of them all, why is that Dudley?"/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Because there is no post on Sundays?" Harry asked. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Right you are Harry, no post on Sundays! NO BLASTED LETTERS TODAY! No sir!" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"Then the craziest thing happened, the whole house shook, and then letters came zooming in everywhere. The same letters that came the past few days. Harry jumps up to grab one, and I run to Aunt Petunia and Dudley came over by us too. Harry went running to his cupboard and Uncle Vernon chased him and grabbed it from him. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""We are going away! Far away! Where they can find us." /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"****this story does not go along with the time line. their might be a few kinks in the time line...but sorry****/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"Summary: Lilly and James Potter had 2 kids, Harry and Genevieve. Harry was 1 year old when Voldemort killed them, Genevieve was just a newborn..nobody knew about her. Except Dumbledore, and then it's a huge surprise when she gets accepted. (It is a Draco and Genevieve love story) /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"On October 31st 1981, Voldemort came into the Potter house and murdered Lily and James Potter. While doing so, he attempted to murder Harry Potter and Genevieve Potter. They did not die in light of Lily's love, ONLY a mother would have that love. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"YEAR: 1991/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"On JULY 24, I woke up. Read some of my book, and went downstairs, it is Dudley's birthday, and I hear him yelling at Uncle Vernon about the amount of presents he got for his birthday. I walk into the kitchen,/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Good morning Aunt Petunia!" I say to her. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Genevieve ." She replied with a smile after she told Dudley that they were buying him two new presents. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Harry!" I say to my older brother. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Morning Genevieve" he said to me while he was serving Uncle Vernon with coffee. Mail comes, and Harry goes it get it. He comes back a few seconds later, he seems very interested in it. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Dad! Dad! Harry has a letter!" Dudley yelled. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""GIVE IT BACK! It's for me!" Harry yelled back. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Please, who would be writing to you?!" Uncle Vernon replied. This must have caught Aunt Petunia's attention because she came and looked at the letter, and it was with absolute fear. Me and Harry looked at each other, wondering what was so wrong. Well, Uncle Vernon threw it away, and sent us to get ready because we were going to the zoo for Dudley's birthday. Me and Dudley went up stairs to our rooms, and Harry went to his room under the stairs. I never knew why the Dursley's liked me more. Never ever, and I always felt so bad that they treated Harry so badly. Once when I was younger, I told Harry he could take my room. He could keep all my dolls and toys too. But he just said no, because I loved my dolls and I loved my room, which I absolutely did. He always told me he would rather him be treated like this than me. I got dressed, I put a jean skirt on and then a like pink shirt, grabbed my book about birds. Eagles, Ravens, and Owls have always fascinated me. Walked down and we went to the car. Dudley and I got into the car, I was in the middle. As always. We learned our lesson a couple of years ago when Harry and Dudley sat by each other. Harry didn't get meals for a week. I looked to see why Harry wasn't in the car yet, and I saw Uncle Vernon was having a talk with Harry. He was talking about funny business. Then Uncle Vernon got in the car, and we went to the zoo. The first place we went to see was the reptile exhibit. Dudley liked a certain one, but the snake was asleep so Dudley lost interest, me and Aunt Petunia started to walk away to see the birds, until we heard Dudley's screams and we turned back and saw Dudley INSIDE the exhibit and the snake slithering around. And Harry snickering..unfortunately I wasn't the only one who noticed Harry's laughs. Uncle Vernon noticed them too. And so we automatically left. And we get home and Harry is locked in his place in his cupboard under the stairs. And he stays there for a little while. And I stayed in my room reading and doing extra credit homework. I finished my book on birds. I was now about to read a book about imaginary things, like witches and wizards. I woke up the next morning and we do the same as yesterday. But instead we had owls around our house. Which worries me, because those can be bad omens or good omens. We never know. I read that in a book. A few days pass, and these letters for Harry just keep on coming. They don't go away. And the owls keep coming too. Finally on Sunday when the post doesn't come anymore we were in the lounge and Harry was serving food,/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Fine day Sunday. Best day of them all, why is that Dudley?"/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Because there is no post on Sundays?" Harry asked. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""Right you are Harry, no post on Sundays! NO BLASTED LETTERS TODAY! No sir!" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;"Then the craziest thing happened, the whole house shook, and then letters came zooming in everywhere. The same letters that came the past few days. Harry jumps up to grab one, and I run to Aunt Petunia and Dudley came over by us too. Harry went running to his cupboard and Uncle Vernon chased him and grabbed it from him. /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;""We are going away! Far away! Where they can find us." /p
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