Magdalena walked out of the room and called Evelyn
- Evy, is my papa home yet?
Receiving the answer, she nodded and told the house elf to prepare three candles for her and take them to her bedroom, while she herself turned straight to her father's bedroom.
Large bedroom with a king-sized bed with a dark blue blanket
This is her father's favorite color
Blue is often associated with an optimistic personality, loving life, and not being constrained by the world around them. Blue also represents steadfastness and courage
However, blue is also known for coldness, loneliness, emptiness and melancholy.
She doesn't know when her father used this color for the room
Probably right after moving here
Magdalena placed her hand on the bed and sighed
She looked around the room to see if there was anything her father had used
There were many things that James had used but still kept in his room, but she wanted something that her father wouldn't remember.
Who knows how long she will use it
After a moment of observation, she walked to the table next to the bed. Above there is a glass, a notebook and a feather ink pen
She looked at them for a while then went out and asked the house elf to get her an identical pen to replace the old one.
After finishing, she took the pen she got and returned to her room
Stepping back inside, she pulled all the curtains back and lit three candles, placing them in a large triangle. In the middle was her holding the feather ink pen tightly. Luckily, Holly was sleeping, Lena wasn't sure if she could concentrate when Holly kept whispering in her ear.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, continuing to breathe like that. Suddenly, she felt a cold wind blowing past her. She slowly opened her eyes. She was surprised to see that now in front of her were thousands of doors. And she herself is in an unknown space
- The unknown world -
She stood up and looked around, this place had no beginning and no end. Not expecting anything to be in the distance, she walked back and checked the doors
Each door has a different design and different type of wood, and above each door is engraved a series of dates - months - years. But the dates are quite far apart, maybe because those are the memories her father will always remember and the rest will not.
Magdalena tried following the doors, until she found the door with the time she wanted
October 16, 1970
She opened the door and a white light blinded her eyes
When she regained her vision, she saw herself standing in front of a small store and a boy with long raven hair holding a large bag of groceries walked out of the store.
But right then, a boy with messy hair like a bird's nest ran up and bumped into the boy who had just walked out.
At a glance, she could tell that
These are her parents - James Potter and Severus Prince Potter
It seemed like she knew why her mother had such a strong impression of her father
The first time they met, he made him fall on his face like that.............a big impression
- Girl, what's wrong?
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[Harry Potter] The chosen girl
FanfictionThere is no 'The boy who lived', there is only 'The Chosen Girl' This story appeared on my Ao3, same name