What happens when a series of accidents lead Valerie Hopkins to drinking a goblet of amortentia that she herself brewed?
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"Mirror, mirror, don't you see? What you show is ruining me."
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S Y N O P S I S
Valerie Hopkins already had it hard enough with being the unnoticeable timid girl at school, disappointment to her family and to the ghost of her late mother who haunts the hand-mirror she can't seem to get rid of. But things finally spiral out of control when a series of accidents lead her to drinking a goblet of amortentia that she herself brewed. Of course, it doesn't create "self-love" as love cannot be manufactured or imitated. It does quite the opposite. It creates self-infatuation and a dangerous addiction. With the right amount, Valerie feels confident, in control, better than everybody else, the best. She feels deserving of everything she wouldn't even deem herself worthy of wanting in her normal state. But when the effects wear off, she's back to her miserable self and completely aware of the damage she's done. How does she deal with it? Take another goblet, of course, knowing full well it will catch up with her eventually.
Author's Note
First of all, thank you so much for picking this story to read! I hope you'll have fun reading it just as much as I did writing it. :D
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to J.K Rowling and I own nothing except the OCs and the plot so mind you, don't copy it if you don't want to be Aveda Kedavra-ed xD.
