It was not a bad life.

The Longbottoms didn't abandon me as I thought they would. It would seem my power blast or shield protected the parents from some fanaticals that had infiltrated the house. It knocked out the intruders and saved the pregnant Alice Longbottom who would not have survived the curse that had been about to be cast.

I would not meet my new sibling though for many years, for although I wasn't abandoned I was not welcomed either. I was still the scandal that needed to be hidden away and so as soon as I was old enough to begin speaking I whisked away with a house elf named, Lele, to a cottage on the edges of the Longbottom estate. It was as if they feared my closeness would spur 'another' fairy to come and take the next Longbottom heir.

Lele became a confidante, a friend and a mother. She shared in the joy of my quick progression into a child with gleeful smiles and clapping hands. And when I was old enough she asked to be bond to me.

At five I looked at my only ally with a bittersweet smile, "I'm not sure it will work."

"You have magic. Great magic I can feel it."

That had been an odd discovery that my power had registered to the magicals as magic. It took me several experiments before I discovered it and oh what a power it was, imagination. Anything I could imagine could come true. I wasn't sure how to feel at first to find out this overpowered gift was mine, but overtime it grew on me but I always knew as the great sages would say, 'with great power comes great responsibility'.

So at five I held out my hand to Lele, "How long would you like to be bond to me?"

She giggled her ears flopping side to side, "Forever silly."

"Forever is a long time." I whispered but smiled as she placed her small hand in mine. "May the powers of this world recognize that Lele the house elf wishes to be bond to me, Nevelle Longbottom for forever or however I shall live whichever comes to pass. So mote let it be."

A golden light swirled around us tightening it's bond around and around untill it spun around our hands before going into our skin with a feeling that felt like a shock of static electricity.

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I was six when I came across a book that spoke of soulbonds.

"Lele," she popped by my side and I glanced up from where I was curled up in our book nook. "Are soulbonds like soulmates?"

She tilted her head to the side, sky blue eyes looking at me as she pondered her next words.

"Your soulmate is strong. When he comes to take you away, Lele will go with you."

My eyes widened, "Do you know who he is?"

Lele shook her head, "Your golden thread is bright."

"You can see bonds?"

She nodded, "All house elf can of their masters."

I pursed my lips at her wording, she pat my hand knowing how I didn't like to think of myself as her master rather than her family.

I looked back at the book, had the bond always been there? Or did it only form when I arrived in the dimension? And if the first how long had my soulmate been waiting for me?