I awoke to find myself in a very comfortable bed. Soft, plush, warm blankets, fluffy white pillows. Light coloured drapes gently blow with the soft breeze from the opened window.
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(Bed is a bit bigger! without the bushes and imagine this indoors.)
I get out of the bed and walk over to the full body mirror. My eyes start to tear up as I see myself in my true form. Healthy, not the malnourished body with scar nowhere to be seen on my form. The scars that once reminded me of my haunting, gruesome, horrid past.
My body, healthy, glowing, unblemished, porcelain skin. Curves, though modest, place perfectly. A perfect cupid bow with blood-red lips. Stunning Avada kedavra green, mixed with greek fire, coloured doe eyes. Long white hair that reaches past my heels, pulling at my feet behind me.
I was wearing a pure white nightgown. Slightly see-through if the light hit it right. The front stopped just above my knee, while the back went down to mid-caf. I looked like an untouched pure maiden. Well, technically, I am. I have never slept with a man, nor a woman.
Soon a pop resounded throughout the once quiet room. In the background was dobby, kreature, and Tiffy. All with a kind smile and proud gazes. I embrace them all in a hug. They were my family when I was on the run. They kept me sane.
They already knew of the plan. Kreature went about cooking us breakfast while dobby went about toms new room. Tiffy helped me get ready to go out after I ate. I kept everything I had in my past-future life with me. I never left it anywhere for Them to get ahold of my fortune. I gave it to death so he could place them within the correct vault. Though All the potter heirlooms were left to teddy as my supposed heir. After breakfast, I appeared in an alley beside the leaky cauldron. Making my way through the now quiet bar to the entrance of Diagon. Making my way down the cobblestone road to Gringotts bank. Many magical watch my every move with curious, cautious, and disgusting eyes. Well, I do suppose that living in London during WW2 AND the current dark lord Grindelwald, you tend to be on edge. I take notice of the sign. A small laugh escapes me as I remember breaking in and escaping without getting caught. I now at the goblins standing guard, they do the same but with shocked looks. I walk up to an open teller, waiting for him to finish counting. " May you gold ever flow master goblin, I am here to have an inheritance test done, as well as, see if I have any remaining family. I also need to open another vault. I recently moved back to my home from France. My name is Elaina Perverel." I say in a stern voice. He greets me back before leading me to king Ragnarok. He already knows who I truly am. Death already gave those who helped me in the past remember the events of the future. After a lengthy lecture from him and being named a friend of the goblin nation and a Sister in arms. 3 hours later of shopping and changing my clothes. I head to the orphanage.
