Hestia Potter grew amongst rumors. She grew up being accustomed to her aunt's suspicious and disgusted glare as she frequently heard the mutter of 'bastard' under her breath. As she grew up and entered Hogwarts, the looks and whispers followed her. No one can deny that Hestia Potter wasn't beautiful. But her silver-gold hair and lilac eyes so different from her parents' always made people suspicious of her precious mother's fidelity.
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FanfictionAll the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't undo all the damage I did You call me mad but I make perfect sense If I can't be your hero I'll be your villain rhaenyra targaryen X stark!oc fem!harry X tom riddle