A/N: Written for the Character Diversity Boot Camp, #048 – duplicate (Lily Luna), and the Freeverse Prompts Challenge, #021 – tender.
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222. Too Much Like Her
She looked too much like her grandmother,
she knew: too much like that woman who'd died
so long before her birth.
Maybe she acted like her too;
who knew? There wasn't anyone alive
anymore, who remembered who she was.
Not even her dad; she'd died when he was
one year old, but her face was just like her's:
her hair, her eyes, everything about her
So maybe they found it a relief
when she was such a failure at charms
and potions: better at defence, just like her father
and mother – because she wasn't Lily after all
and she was glad as well, finding who she was
really: Lily Luna Potter.