The first thing I ever remember was Dabria, always getting more attention from Hazel. Of course, I don’t get jealous easily but truth is, I don’t think that Hazel is our real mother. You see, strange things always happen to me. Somehow when I lose control, I do something impossible, magical even. One good example of this was one morning when Dabria collected the post. Her face was horrified and I knew something was wrong. I withdrew back into my bedroom only to find that I had been locked in. As I heard the conversation outside, I grew impatient, furious. That was when I said a weird word. I do not know how to repeat it. However, the door unlocked. I came out, containing myself. I told them I didn’t want to go to Hogwarts. But did they listen? No. Of course Hazel would support Dabria’s decisions. I agreed reluctantly. After all, what other choice did I have?
Dabria Lovegood = @Dabria_Lovegood
