I am Bridget Bourne, the headmistress of the Bourne family. My parents died when I was only 5 years old, people said that I may not remembered but the memories of him still burning at the back of my head, I remember. Clearly. He stole my family right in front of my face, red fluids started coming out like tap water, which tap is broken " drip, drop, drop,..." , as I stared in horror.

Until this day, I am still alive for none reasons, he not just stole my parents but also left me a memorable present...
that night, the night of horror, just keep repeating itself inside of my head over and over again , at first I couldn't be able to sleep but now... having that nightmare in my head so often? I've used to it. And he left a mark on my wrist, which hurted very bad when ungrateful things about to happen, maybe that's the only thing I like about the "gift" he gave me.

And after that, all I could think of is revenge, the wish to fight and bring justice back to my family. I've been training for forever to archive perfection at everything: spells, knowledge as well as physical training and talents like dancing, singing and the most useful acting. Because I know, he's gonna rise from the "Death ". Since he made a " visit " to Harry's house, he lost all of his powers and most of them stuck inside Harry Potter's body. Some said that he's dead some said that he's hiding but no one really know what truly happened.

Since my family failed, and as their only daughter, legally, I have all the properties they left. My family was one of the wealthiest nowadays. And because of that, I always be surrounded by people, they did things to show that they cared about me but in reality is they only need me for the money but all they did was waste and what happened to the benefits of what they've done? I owned all of it, legally, sometimes you'll need your brain to work. And mine always work.  People was always falls into the trap I made just because of my money and of course the benefits are mine. Since there are so many people trying to use me, I always remind myself, I mustn't trust anyone, but myself.

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The fateful day finally came to me,
Nora, my snow owl, brought me an envelope. Hogwarts. I've been waiting for this day... another step to my precious desire. I remember about the famous Harry Potter, I gonna need him... Voldemort gonna find him, befriend him seem to be my biggest benefit

I packed my luggage, making my way downtown with a grin, I went to Diagon Alley to buy myself some necessary school supplies such as wand, books,... to be honest, I'm nervous about Hogwarts, am I strong enough? I think I should get more training since "he" is near.

I walked and slightly bumped into someone, as he said sorry I nod and I realize, brown raven hair... round glasses and a scar on the forehead. Harry Potter... I've decided to use some of my master skill... be convinced and smart , I was good at it since I was a small child, a weapon to get connection and if there are anything off track, it will be easier to be solved.

" Hi, the name Bridget Bourne and you must be the famous Harry Potter! " I said with a small welcome

" Oh yeah, I'm Harry Potter and I've heard about you, the Bourne family... " he said with a sorry kind of tone.

" It's such a pleasure to be known by you, and don't be sorry for my family, it was a long time ago " I said, yeah, long time and the fire in my heart will never stop burning of hatred since "he" gave me a present to mark his trophy.

" Can I go with you, Harry? " I asked

" Um, yeah sure, why not? " he answered and let me come with him.

" To let you know, we are going in the same school! " I said with excitement

" Oh really? Great news! " he answer with a smile.

We bought our school supplies with thousands of eyes staring at us. Of course the Bourne's daughter and the boy who live Harry Potter, definitely caught many attentions. Harry went into a shop and I decide to stay outside, wandering around waiting for him. Again, I bumped to a grown men, I see that he's Mr. Lucius Malfoy, Malfoys... popular for their wealth, high standards and arrogance. I decide that sorry is the best solution for this situation... I don't want to be toast.

" Ah, my apologies sir, I hope that you're ok. I wasn't watch where I was going..." I apologize formally, act like a noble, which I am.
" That's sure the truth, so what do we have here? Bridget Bourne? I'm so sorry for the lost of your family, they're pure talent " he said, sarcastically. I frowned a little but he didn't seem to notice, I look to his right, a blonde almost platinum hair color guy as my age. I look at him as he glares at me.

" Ms. Bourne, this is my son, Draco Malfoy, come on up! Shake her hands! " he introduced his son to me and we shake hands

" Bridget Bourne "

" Draco Malfoy " he said with a  grin making me cringe and uncomfortable.

" Nice to meet you Malfoy " I said with a fake smile.

" Ok, I think we should get going, excused us Ms. Bourne " Lucius said and continued what he was doing with his son.

I returned to Harry and our next stop is ..." Ollivander's wands " ...

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