I grew up with my best friend, Harry potter. We were raised together and we did everything together. I was adopted because my parents before were great wizards but were takin out by He-Who-Should- Not- Be- Named. Our parents were assassinated by He-who-we-don't-name, when we where young. Harry got out of it with a lightning scar. I had a green snake tattoo/ scar on my arm wrapping around my elbow. One morning I let Harry sleep in as a deal with my extended family. Then two letter flew threw the chimney way. Then I met someone new.