The Story of Helen Potter

Helen Dorea Potter was a year younger than her older brother, James Charlus Potter. Fifteen years old and Fifth year Slytherin Prefect along with her year mate Regulus Black. She had everything she could ever want, but she didn't feel like she fit in, like she belonged. She never has. She was the heart throb of the school, even though she was a Slytherin, She got her chocolate brown eyes from her father, Charlus Potter, and her pitch black hair, and facial features, even her petite form, from her mother, Dorea Potter, formerly Black.She had a good life. She just wasn't happy. She knew she should be, but she wasn't, almost as if something was missing from her life. Maybe even multiple things.It was Christmas when it happened. Her life changed forever.