My life is full of magic. I was barely a few months old when you-know-who came and killed my parents. My brother, Harry, was almost four. They sent him away but I was too weak from the attack. Papa has raised me since then, letting me run around the school when the students aren't there. Papa lets me make potions with him when he's not busy or angry with his students. My brother is supposed to start school soon; I can't wait to meet him. I wonder if he remembers me. I own only Harry's Sister. All Harry Potter/Twilight characters, references, etc., belong to their authors.