sixofmarauders
At 11 Mary Macdonald entered a world of magic and possibility, 11 years later she ran away from it, a shell of who she was. Now it's been 28 years and her life is simple yet happy, despite being nothing like what her teen self had imagined. She's married, has some good friends and a young daughter, all is well. That is until Mary is forced to face the betrayal and heartbreak of her past in the form of an owl tapping on her kitchen window, the morning of her daughter's 11th birthday.
Canon compliant (This fic doesn't include the cursed child events, though technically they could still happened)
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current cover art credit: I don't know if I find out I will change this