Hi,

So, this chapter has been re-edited, and re-done because someone ahem miss randomwriter007...was a bit too excited and posted the chapter a little to early...so, miss bNd has re-edited and rewrote the chapter so that it makes sense and it's a lot more enjoyable to read.

Summary: The war had brought a terrible toll onto them, leaving them only with scars and pain, and so Anna (femHarry) and Hermione decide to leave England, moving to the town of Beacon Hills, to live with Hermione's aunt and cousin for a peace of mind, only to find themselves caught up in a supernatural war…Will they stay and help, and perhaps find the family they long for or will they leave to start fresh again? Rated T for now…Pairings to come…

Face claim for our femHarry is Australian actress Jessica De Gouw…we love Gemma Atherton, but she is currently starring in our other harry potter story so face-claim is by miss Jess…she's the actress from Arrow and known as the Huntress as well as Dracula's love interest in Dracula…Yes, we know she has blue eyes, she's what we picture for our Anna in this story…now, Scott's mum, will know about the magical world, as well as Scott but his mother won't know about him being a werewolf etc, just that Hermione and Anna are witches…only those four will know that Anna and Hermione are witches…Stiles had found out through Scott and when derek comes into the story, he will smell their scent and know that it is different but won't know why, hence the reason why he'll be drawn to Anna…this will take place just before season 2 starts...while Lydia is in hospital...

We own nothing…it's just figment of our imaginations…everything is owned by JK Rowling and the creators of Teen Wolf…

And now, may we present to you, Cover On My Heart…

Cover On My Heart

Chapter One:

Okay…let me see if I have everything…Books? Check…Pens? Check…Textbooks? Check…My sanity? Maybe not…

Adrianna Jamie Potter, or Anna as most people called her, stared at her brown leather book bag and sighed to herself. She was not feeling entirely confident that she could do this…be a new student, in a new school, in a new town, and in a new country. She missed her life in England, but as the war had been devastating and the loss was even greater, and so she needed a new start. She needed this, this chance to take a moment to herself, and start again.

The Battle at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had left Anna scarred, both physically and mentally. The young woman stared at her reflection on the mirror that was situated upon a large vanity table in the room that both she and her best friend Hermione Granger, shared. The girl staring back at her was not a girl she recognised. Sure, she still had the same dark, almost black wavy long hair, piercing green emerald eyes currently held contacts, sharp cheekbones and of course, her lightning bolt shaped scar on her forehead. But she didn't feel like Anna Potter, the 'Girl-Who-Lived', or the girl who was the Chosen One, the one that had defeated the dark Lord Voldemort. No, she didn't feel like she was her. Instead, she felt like a stranger…a stranger in her own body, because as healthy as she looked, she didn't feel it.

She continued to stare at her reflection, not noticing that Hermione had walked into the room and had sat on the edge of her bed and was looking at her worriedly.

"Are you sure that you want to start school today?" Hermione spoke softly, causing Anna to jump at the sound of her voice and look at Hermione in the reflection of her mirror.

Anna nodded. "I have too…we need to move on…go to a normal school with normal muggle students and try to attempt to live a normal live. After all, that's what we planned, isn't it? A normal life, away from magic and all that bloody heartache…"

Hermione looked deep in thought. "I know…but Auntie Mel said that we don't have to go today…she understands…she knows that what we went through was no easy thing…"

Hermione's aunt, Melissa McCall was the half-sister of Hermione's mother, Mrs Granger. Hermione's grandfather was married to her grandmother, before divorcing the woman, and then moving to America, in which he met her aunt's mother and then he had Melissa. Along with her aunt, she also had a cousin, Scott, who was the son of her aunt. Both Melissa and Scott were also well aware of the Wizarding world, and that Hermione was a witch due to the fact that Scott's grandmother, Melissa's mother, was a witch.

Melissa had got into contact with Hermione, letting her know about the mysterious death of Mrs and Mr Granger, and had wanted, no demanded answers as to why they were killed. Hermione had confided in the woman, only telling her what she needed to know and so, even though she didn't know the full story, Melissa had graciously opened up her home to Hermione and had offered any of Hermione's friends the same, should they need it. Hermione had been the first to accept the offer, and now, Anna had done the same, as she needed the time and space to heal. Not everyone was happy about the witches' move to America, and some had begged them to stay. Anna sighed as she remembered the conversation she had with her other best friend, just before she left England.

Flashback

"Anna, why are you doing this? I mean, go to the country or go to Godric's Hollow! Moving to another country is a bit extreme…I mean, we still have one year left at Hogwarts! Why do this?" Ronald Weasley demanded to know, as he paced his room at The Burrow. Anna, who had sighed at Ron's question shifted in her seat on his large bed.

Since the battle, plans had been made to repair the Wizarding world, and preparations were underway to the rebuilding of Hogwarts, but Anna needed a change. As much as she loved the magical school, she need space and time to heal, since her battle with Voldemort had left her in a state. She needed to breathe and right now, England was suffocating her. She thought that after the battle, things would return to normal, well as normal as they were before the return of Voldemort. But it was not the case, as she was still in the spotlight all because of the Wizarding world. Neither the witches and wizards had left her alone, nor did the reporters of the Daily Prophet and other reporters from various Wizarding magazines she had never heard of. She needed to leave, have a moment to herself to live normally.

"Ron, I have to do this…It's bloody mad here! Every-time I go to Diagon Alley, whether it's shop or help rebuild the place, I'm bloody hounded on by reporters and not only reporters, but by witches or wizards I don't know! I need to go somewhere where I am not recognised or hounded on by people thanking me for bringing down Voldemort. I need normal and I know that there is normal here in the Burrow with you and Luna, and the rest of the Weasley clan, but Hermione left not just three days ago to join her aunt in America and she offered me the chance to do so. I know you are still mad about Hermione leaving, but she had her reasons…after-all, her parents are dead thanks to a certain mad crazy-haired witch, she left." Anna spoke sadly, thinking about the moment when Hermione found out her parents were dead.

About a week after the battle, Hermione had received knowledge that her Auntie Melissa from America, was looking for her, and so, Hermione had decided to get in touch with Melissa, only to find out that her parents had been brutally murdered on their way home from a late date, and that Melissa had been the one to identify their bodies, causing the older woman to try and track down her niece and ask why they were in America in the first place, only to be murdered. Hermione then explained to her aunt that she had originally wanted to erase her parents' memories of her, and send them away but that was too cruel. Instead, she pleaded with them to leave England and stay with her aunt while she, Anna and Ron brought down Voldemort.

Hermione wanted answers too, and so, she then left England with the loss and the guilt of her parents' death weighing heavily on her, and accepted the offer that Melissa gave and moved in with her and Scott. Hermione later found out that it was the witch Bellatrix Lestrange that had killed her parents and the trio wondered how, but it was too late as the deed was already done. And so, Hermione then offered for both Ron and Anna to join her, but since Ron was currently in a relationship with Luna Lovegood, he decided to stay, with Anna saying yes to the offer.

Ideally, a lot had happened in the month since the battle, and Anna wanted out. Ron could see that his best friend had made up her mind and so, stopped pacing and sat down beside her on his bed.

"I get it…I wish I can leave too…but I can't because of Luna, Mum, Dad, my brothers...I get that you need space, but why don't you join me at Luna's house? But, I'll know what you'll say and you'll say no…you need space from England…maybe if I was with Hermione or you, would you've stayed?" he murmured.

The relationship between Luna and Ron had started at the beginning of their 6th year at Hogwarts and was a surprise to everyone, as most people that Ron would either get with Anna or Hermione, but the trio considered themselves best friends, more like brother and sisters, and didn't see themselves that way, much to the disappointment of Molly Weasley. Ron's mother wanted the girls to date her sons, any of her sons, as she considered them daughters, but they did not see the Weasley boys in that way. Both Anna and Hermione considered them brothers. But Molly grew to love Luna, and so did the rest of the Weasleys.

Anna laughed softly, hitting the red-head male on the back of his head. "Oi! Don't ask me that! It's not nice to Luna, with whom you belong with…In fact, I can't imagine you with anybody else but Luna…and besides, it wouldn't make a difference, one of us would have left eventually…and I know that Luna has a house to herself, but that's your house, your home with Luna…Hermione and myself, we need space...What Bellatrix did to Hermione and Voldemort to me, being here brings up to many memories…"

Ron scoffed. "You don't think I know that? I know that Hermione was tortured by that bitch and you…well, we all know what happened between you and Voldemort, but still that doesn't give you the idea to leave…" He stopped when he saw Anna's face and he winced. "Sorry…it's just…you're my best mate…and so is Hermione but…"

"I know…" Anna understood what Ron was trying to say. She then rested her head on his shoulder and placed her hand on his.

"I know…but we still have ways to communicate…apparating, oh and flooing, since Hermione's aunt is building a fireplace in her house, so, there…we have easy access. We will keep in touch Ron, but we need space…" She mumbled to him.

He nodded. "I know…So, muggle school…should be fun…"

In the short time that Hermione had been in America, she, along with the help of Melissa, had managed to sign both Anna and herself into Scott's high school Beacon Hills High. Since they had been on the run, and had been away at a boarding school, the school decided to place the girls in Scott's grade, leaving them the only two 17 year olds in the grade. But they didn't mind, as it will give them the chance to grow and to learn things other than magic.

"Yes, muggle school…should be fun…" she repeated, sighing as she leaned on his shoulder.

He chuckled. "You'll be okay…while I don't accept the fact that you are leaving and that you and Hermione are starting new lives, I can be assured that both of you will be okay…because you are Anna Potter and Hermione Granger…we're the golden trio that defeated the dark lord, so school should be easy…"

She smiled. "You say that now…I bet we will come back one weekend and complain about the school, despite how brave we are…I'm going to miss you Ronald Billius Weasley…"

"And I will miss you, Adrianna Jamie Potter…"

Anna smiled fondly at the memory. She remembered the events after the conversation and her heart clenched as she remembered the Weasley clan not being happy about her decision, but understood Anna's decision. She remembered saying goodbye to the Weasley family, and how Ron and Luna saw her off at the airport, boarding the plane to her new life and how she reunited with Hermione at the Los Angeles Airport when she touched down in America, and how they both side-apparated to Beacon Hills. Anna thought the place was homey, and it suited the feel of a small town.

It had only been three days since Anna had arrived to the town, and already, she liked it. And she when she met Melissa and Scott, she immediately accepted them, already liking the older woman and Scott, who had an adorable puppy look about him, with his ability to be innocent in certain situations. They had yet to meet Stiles, who was Scott's best friend and had graciously given the girls space, since Scott informed him that Hermione had lost her parents and Anna was going through some stuff. Scott knew about what the girls were and that they had been through a lot, and although he was curious, he didn't press them.

"No…we need to get out…meet new people…and I know that I've only been here for two days and you've only been here for about week, not even that, but it's time…and you can't keep yourself cooped up. I know that losing your parents was hard, but they wouldn't want you to keep yourself locked up in this room. So, we are going to attend to school today, and we are going to meet Stiles, so that your cousin can shut up about him…" Anna insisted, getting up from her seat near the vanity table and grabbing her book bag. She looked around the room and took in the sight.

The room was modest, with the vanity table and mirror, along with two twin beds and a walk-in closet. Both Hermione and Anna had decorated it to make it look like their shared room back in the Burrow, well, they tried. The beds were placed against the wall, so that it was shaped like a 'L' and joining the two beds was a table, with a lamp on it. The window was situated near the foot of Anna's bed and in front of both beds was a coffee table. The vanity table was on the other side of the room, in the other corner. The walls were painted teal blue colour and pictures of various places around the world hung on the walls. The bedspreads were black and blue and all in all, it was a good room.

Hermione nodded. "Yes…we need to move on…we need to meet new people…I miss them...not just Ron and the Weasley clan, but I miss all of them…including my parents."

"I'd be surprised if you didn't miss them. I know that moving here and starting fresh was a bit rash and quick considering it's only been just a little over a month since the battle and we probably could have planned it better, but we needed to, Hermione. I needed space from the Wizarding world and you do too. You need to take the time to remember your parents and so, being here with your aunt is going helping you with that. Also, don't blame yourself for your parents' death. You thought that by pleading with them to leave the country would be the best thing for them and at the time it was. It is not your fault that they were found by Bellatrix, so don't play the blame game on yourself." Anna said, looking straight at her.

"How did you know that I was blaming myself?" Hermione asked.

"Hermione, I'm your best friend…I know you better than you know yourself and you know me better than I know myself…" Anna replied.

"She's right…you've been blaming yourself for days now Hermione, even though they've been dead for months now, and I know it is insensitive to think like that, but they wouldn't want you to be coped up. It wasn't your fault that your parents died, Hermione…" A voice spoke from behind them and they turned to see that it was Melissa. She walked into the room and sat down next to the young woman, who looked at her.

"It's okay to grieve, Hermione, and it's okay to be sad, but don't blame yourself. Your parents' death was not your fault. You did what you thought was best in a difficult time and so you sent them here. That was stupid, because I know my sister would have wanted to stay behind and help but I know you wouldn't have wanted them caught up in the middle of it..." Melissa noticed the way Hermione tensed up when she mention the war, but continued. "I wish you can tell me what exactly happened over there, but I know that it is still fresh in your mind, so, when you are both ready, please don't hesitate to tell me…or even Scott…now, finish getting ready. Scott is most anxious to introduce you Stiles…and be cautious, Stiles is…Stiles…you will see what I am talking about when you meet him."

Melissa gave her niece a brief hug and left the room. Anna walked over to the vanity table and picked up her silver watch, which was given to her by Ron as a going-away gift and placed it securely on her right wrist. She had on a pair of dark blue jeans, white covered shoes and a grey top with long maroon sleeves. She also had her wand harness strapped to her left arm and her wand secure in the harness and pulled her sleeve over it. Although it was just the Beacon Hills High School that they were attending, Anna still didn't feel right without her phoenix wand, in which had been repaired with the help of the Elder wand. Due to the threat of the remaining deatheaters lurking around the world, Anna had thought fit to keep the Elder Wand, along with the Resurrection stone and her invisibility cloak, for safe keeping, in regardless of the fact that she was the Mistress of Death when all three of the hallows were combined. Both she and Hermione had even put up wards around the McCalls' house when she had arrived, so that it would alert them should any dark supernatural creatures lurk around. The three deathly hallows were closed up in a box that currently rested under Anna's bed.

As she tied her hair up in a messy bun, she turned to Hermione, who was putting on a grey cardigan and slipping her feet into nude coloured ballet flats. Hermione, who was also wearing dark blue jeans, and had a white singlet top on and her grey cardigan, gave Anna a small smile and picked up the nude-coloured shoulder bag that was lying on her bed. She grabbed the wand harness that was also on the bed, strapping it tightly to her left wrist, and placing her wand inside it. She ran a hand through her short pixie like cut blonde hair, sighing as she did and then fiddled with the strap on her book bag. Hermione had changed her hair from the curly bushy brown that she was used to a short pixie cut that had been coloured blonde. It so totally different to the bushy brown hair, but Hermione needed the change and Anna had to admit, it looked good on her. Anna grabbed her brown book-bag and the two girls smiled at each other, before walking out the door and down the stairs of the McCalls' house and making their way to the kitchen, where the barely awake Scott McCall was sitting at the table in the middle of the kitchen.

"Rough night, dear cousin? Did you go for a midnight stroll or perhaps you were with a girl or getting into trouble of some sorts? I heard you come into the house pretty light last night." Hermione teased, causing the teenager to jump at the sound of her voice. He found her eyes and glared at her.

"No cuz…just…doing stuff…for Stiles…nothing for you to worry about." he mumbled, straightening himself up and putting on the leather jacket that had been on the kitchen table.

Anna frowned, thinking about his words. Since she had arrived to the small town, she barely saw Scott as he spent most of his time either out or with Stiles in his room. It was curious to her as to why he would disappear and would not come back to the house until after midnight. Anna observed Scott, taking in his physique. He had on a pair of khaki pants, a stripped blue polo shirt and along with the black leather jacket and his muscled body, he looked buff. Something was up with the teenager and she couldn't place her finger on it.

"I have to meet this Stiles…ever since I've been here you've been either spending all your time with him or you're never home…if I didn't know any better I'd say you had a girlfriend." Hermione spoke, staring at the buff teenager.

"I don't have a girlfriend..." He said quickly, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl in the middle of the table and taking a bite. The kitchen was normal, nice with a stove, bench-tops and cupboards.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at her cousin. "Mm…now why don't I believe that? Well, cousins, you do know that I do have ways for you to tell me…so spill…"

Scott widened his eyes. "I swear! I was just helping Stiles…with his math homework…and then we played video games all night as Stiles had the new Call Of Duty game… I swear…don't jinx me cuz…the last time you used your want on me, I had bats following me every I went for a month!"

Hermione giggled. "Oh relax, dear cousin, I wasn't going to hex you! Though, that bat-bogey hex I used on you was actually quite fun…"

"Those bats made my life a living hell…" Scott sneered.

"Oh you'll get over it…So dear cousin, Anna, shall we go?" Hermione suggested.

Scott shook his head. "Not yet, we are waiting for—"

There was a loud bang and groan that came from outside. Scott sighed to himself and Anna frowned. She knew that it wouldn't be a supernatural creature of any sort, as the wards didn't alert her of anything but she was curious to see what exactly had made the sound, as was Hermione.

"We're waiting for that…let's go…" Scott said, grabbing his backpack that was beside him and walking to the front door of the house. Anna and Hermione followed him, walking outside the house only to stop at a figure of a young man lying on the ground, and that the garbage cans had been knocked over.

"Stiles…how?" Scott muttered to himself as he helped the young man off the ground.

"Don't blame me! The garbage cans weren't there as I walked past it…it moved, right in front of me, I swear!" the young man defended himself. Anna raised her hand to her lips to try to stifle her laughter and she could see that Hermione was trying to do the same.

Scott raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? The garbage cans just moved into your way?"

The young man nodded his head frantically. "They did…I think they have it out for me…"

The girls then burst out into laughter, causing both boys to stare at them. As their laughter died down, Anna saw the young man straighten himself up and looked to Scott, who sighed and raised his arm. She took in the sight of the young man, who was wearing jeans, a white t-shirt and a khaki jacket. He had an army type haircut and his facial features were cute, but it was his eyes that assured her that she could learn to trust him. They were kind and she looked forward to getting to know this man as a friend.

"Stiles, meet my cousin, Mia…and this is Anna. Anna, Mia, my best friend, Stiles Stilinski…" Scott introduced them to the young man. Hermione, who was intrigued by the young man, had stepped forward first.

"Ah, so this is the best friend you can't shut up about…Nice you to meet you Stiles. My name is actually Hermione...Scott always annoys me when he uses his nickname...so please, call me Hermione." Hermione held out her hand to Stiles and he took it, feeling a spark at the touch of her palm. He noticed that Hermione felt it too and she gasped silently, in which no one but he had noticed and then they dropped each other's hand. Stiles stared at her, his curiosity increasing as he noticed the two newcomers. When Scott informed Stiles that his cousin was coming to stay with him, Stiles was curious as Scott had never mentioned the cousin before. He was intrigued by both newcomers, as Scott had also informed him of their magical secret, but the girls didn't know that he knew about them. Scott was wrong to inform his best friend about his cousin and Anna, but he knew with Stiles being the way he is, Scott had to tell him, but had kept it between themselves. Stiles then shook his head and turned his focus on the black-haired woman beside Hermione.

He cleared his throat and held out his hand to Anna, who had noticed the touch, but thought nothing of it. "And Anna is short for?"

She smiled, taking his hand and shaking it. "Adrianna, but call me Anna…It's nice to finally to meet you after what Scott has been telling us about you…"

"Wow, do all girls with British accents sound that nice?" Stiles suddenly blurted out, causing the male to gasp in horror as the girls giggled quietly to themselves and Scott awkwardly ran a hand through his black hair.

"I mean…girls, who are British…with those English accents are…great…and sorry about your parents…I mean parents slash uncle and aunty…sorry about your family…I'm just gonna shut up now." Stiles stammered, in which Anna and Hermione smiled.

"No, it's fine…and thank you…If it's any constellation, yes, most of us do sound like this but it depends on where you are from...I actually like the American accents personally...your accent is not too bad." Anna teased. Stiles nodded wordlessly, not thinking of anything to say.

Scott sighed. "So, school? I think we're gonna be late…"

Hermione nodded. "So, are you taking us?"

"No…we are going with Stiles…he will be taking us to school in his jeep." Scott informed them, earning nod from both the girls. Anna saw the jeep, which was parked on the road in front of the house.

"So, Anna, Mia," Scott earned a glare from his cousin and he chuckled. "Just go ahead and get in the jeep. Stiles and I will join you soon…"

Anna and Hermione walked away, heading towards the jeep. Once they had safely placed themselves in the back seat of the car, Scott turned to Stiles.

"How's Lydia?"

"No change…She's awake, but she's not taking any visitors, apart from her parents…but she's seems okay…I'll go and visit her later."

"That's good…until the full moon, we don't know if she'll change or transform. I mean…" he muttered.

"Yeah I know…we'll just keep an eye on her…help her…Dude, do they know?" Stiles asked.

Scott frowned. "Does who know what?"

"Your cousins, well your cousin and her cousin…Hermione and Anna…do they know about your furry problem?"

"No…" Scott replied.

"Dude…you have to tell them…I mean they're witches…I'm sure they can handle it…" Stiles said.

Scott whacked Stiles on the shoulder, who in returned yelped. "Stiles! I only told you that because I know you! They don't that you know! I went against their rules and my grandmother's rules when I told you…"

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Yes I know… you explained all of this to me…so, have they done any magic yet?"

"Ugh, let's just go to school…"

They had arrived to Beacon Hills High School just as the warning bell for students to go to homeroom had rung. The four got out of Stiles's blue jeep, in which they had all managed to fit inside and walked to the front entrance. The girls took in the lavish sight of the school, looking in awe of the place.

"Okay, well welcome to Beacon Hills High…it's like your normal average school…I don't know about the school that you were at, but it has its moments…it's a good school. Just be mindful of the teachers…they may seem normal but they are all crazy." Scott told them.

Hermione nodded. "Don't worry, we've had our fill of crazy teachers…in fact one teacher even thought she was psychic. I didn't like her very much…"

Anna rolled her eyes. "Professor Trelawney was a psychic, if you remember correctly and the only reason you didn't like her is because you thought she was mad and yes, at times she was, but she was also correct on some things…"

Hermione huffed. "That's true…Still didn't like her though…still don't…"

"If you don't mind me asking, what was the school that you went to before coming here? I mean, you guys don't look like sophomores, you actually look like seniors, yet you're gonna be in the same grade as Scott and I?" Stiles inquired. Although he knew that they were witches, they still were curious to him.

"We went to boarding school…the both of us. And we decided, before our last year of school, to take a gap year of sorts and travel, thus affecting our grades and so that is why we are in your grade." Anna told him.

He nodded. "Uh, okay…"

With a quick goodbye and telling them that they will see him later, Stiles took off towards his homeroom and Scott was left to escort them to the head office.

"So, shall we?" Scott made a move to go inside the school, but stopped when he saw a shape in the collar of Hermione's arm that was shaped like a long stick…like a wand.

"Oh please don't tell me you brought your wands?" he whispered to them.

"So? We are at a muggle school that we know nothing about and it has only been a little over a month since the Hogwarts battle…forgive us if we seem a little tense and decided to bring our wands to our first day of school." Anna muttered to him

He sighed, looking between the two and then shrugged, knowing that if something where to happen, at least he could can on them to defend themselves. Although he had yet to tell them about his being a wolf, he knew that they would accept him for as he is.

He turned around, walking inside the school building and leading towards the head office, with the girls following close behind him. They arrived to the front desk, where the receptionist greeted them with a smile and told the girls to sit and wait. Scott, who nodded to the girls, gave a quick hug to Hermione and a wave to Anna, and he ran off to his homeroom, leaving the girls in the office.

Anna walked over to the chairs that were near and she sat down, Hermione following closely behind. They didn't sit for long, as the principal came out and addressed the two, shaking their hands and introducing himself and telling them the school rules and curriculum as he lead them out of the office and down the hallway. As the principal was talking, Anna took the time to observe the school hallway. It was large, with the walls painted white and with lockers lined up against the wall and stair cases leading towards the top floors. She was in awe of the place and she could tell that Hermione was too, since the only normal school they had been to since primary school. The principal continued to lead them, stopping in front of a green door. He then opened it, walked inside, with the girls following behind.

Both Anna and Hermione stopped and took in sight of the students around them. There were desks lined up in rows, and the room had multiple windows. They immediately spotted Scott, who was sitting next to Stiles and the girls smiled at the boys, who in return gave them small smile back. Anna turned to Hermione and she sighed, not listening as the principal introduced them to the class. I can do this…she thought to herself.

Little did Anna Potter know, that her story had only just begun.

Well, shall we continue with this story? Next chapter will be a little while before it's up, as bNd is writing the chapters...so patience dearies!

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