You may have heard of the tale of the Boy Who Lived.
The tale of which the fabled Dark Lord had tried to murder who was known as the Chosen One, but was defeated by a mere infant?
But what some don't know was that there was another similar child.
A...
It's been a couple days after I officially moved into my godmother, Addison's, home with Y/N and Lana who were now like my brother and sister. Along with that, Hermione was staying for the summer with Y/N since they were dating and they have been practically inseparable. Maybe because Hermione's been here before and she knows the place. Luna was also staying with us since her father was busy with the news of Voldemort officially being back, even though Xenophilius believed us.
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(A/N: This.... is Lovegood Manor.)
Addison was out for a while since she was helping out at Hogwarts as Co-Deputy Headmistress with Professor McGonagall, so it was just the four of us at the house. When I moved here, I found the house to be quite grand. It was huge and unlike other wizarding families I know of like the Blacks and the Malfoys, they didn't have house-elves. They had loads of things, like a garden (which everyone tended to, including Hermione), a library with loads of books, a ballroom, a rather big kitchen and a training room.
Addison allowed me to move into my own room, which was much more of an upgrade than the cupboard under the stairs and Dudley's second bedroom. Y/N, Lana, Luna, and Hermione had helped me set up everything in my room as well as get some things to make it feel like home. When Addison returned one day in the evening, she smiled as she saw my room.
My Firebolt was mounted on a shelf and I had a proper bed and wardrobe with clothes that fit me as well. I had other kinds of decorations as well as a place for Hedwig to rest after I write letters and such at my desk, which Y/N made for me in his spare time. And the most important piece was on a shelf as well; two framed photos: one of my parents smiling at me and one of Sirius saluting me.
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