The Next Heir

Julia Springforth was someone to be envied at Hogwarts. She was beautiful and had friends who were famous like Rose Weasley, James Potter and Scorpius Malfoy. Despite that, she never felt proud of herself for being a half- veela, thus she kept it a secret. All her life, she asked herself why she was abandoned by her father and then her mother afterwards, but never got any answers. And then, she soon found herself having abnormal abilities… even for a witch.

((The story will start with Julia being in the first year but there will be a timeskip bringing them to the main story - the fourth year.))


20. Vengeance

"Fr-Fred!!! No!!!!!!!!"

I suddenly gasped for air and woke up in the middle of the night.

I covered my face with my hands, my breath short and heavy, as I tried to push the fresh image of the nightmare out of my mind.

A couple of days had already passed since the first day we've spent here at the Shell Cottage. Just one more day and we'll be back to Hogwarts, back to our school, back to the norm.

But of course, things couldn't exactly go back to the norm. My powers of seeing fears and nightmares just had to act up.

I had a nightmare. I saw someone identical as Uncle George, and the Weasley family, including Uncle George, on the sides mourning. The person identical to Uncle George was dead, a lifeless corpse.

I suddenly felt hot tears streaming down my face, voices crying 'Fred' echoing in the back of my mind.

Whose nightmare was it?

The pain felt so real.

The next morning, my question was soon answered as I entered the Shell Cottage.

Grandma Molly had refused to leave her bed.

Uncle George was no where in sight after we heard the news, and the rest of the family were having solemn faces.

"Uncle Fred was Uncle George's twin. He died during the Second Wizarding War." James picked up a pebble and threw it into the sea. The pebble bounced a few times before fully disappearing.

"They... still can't forget about his death?" I asked. James looked up at me and he had a somewhat of an emotionless face.

"They had never discussed about Uncle Fred's death in front of us. But never had I seen them this bad before. Must've been like this before I was born." James took a deep breath and blew, creating a cloud of smoke since it was so cold outside.

I shuddered. As if yesterday's nigthmare was rewinded inside my head, I felt the urge to confess that it might be me that Molly Weasley's nightmare was acting up again.

"Your sole existence is a curse to them." My Aunt's words reran through my head.

How far will I hurt them?


I found it quite hard to sleep that night. Maybe if I don't sleep, no one in the house would have nightmares.

Thoughts were running through my head like a river in a storm.

James Potter.

I thought of him.

What if the only reason why I'm attracted to him is because The Dark Lord's blood inside of me thirsted for revenge?

I closed my eyes shut.

I dreamed of a really nice dream that night.

It was one of my happy memories at Hogwarts.

"It's okay now, Julia. It's okay now." Someone said, his calming voice and dashing grin made my heart felt light as I dreamed about that day.


"I want Potter dead."

I woke up in the middle of the night, and felt a surge of hot and cold power running through my veins, while horrible images were running through my mind. There was pain bursting everywhere inside my body and screaming booming in my head.

"I SAID I WANT POTTER DEAD!!!" The Dark Lord's voice was screeching through my ears by then.

"JAMES!!!!!" I screamed, using both of my hands to block out the Dark Lord's voice from my ears, at the same time trying to called out to James to warn him about what was about to happen next. I could feel it - something deadly was taking over me.

What happened next was more than I could've imagined.

Suddenly, my body disappeared and turned into black thin smoke, moving at an incredible rate out of the girls' tent, towards the boys'.

"Julia!" James' pale face suddenly appeared in front of me in seconds. I was on top of him, my hands on his neck.

What am I doing?

Why am I here?

How did I even get here?

"H-Help me, James. S-Something's wrong w-with me." I said, feeling the urge to fight back the frightened tears that were welling up at my eyes. My hands were trembling at James' neck.

James' eyes were fulling of astonishment, his breath was short and rapid out of shock. He was looking at me frightened, questions welling up inside him.

Despite that, he didn't question me.

He didn't push me away nor did he blame me for anything.

He slowly grinned, even though he was afraid just like me as well, and looked at me in the eyes.

His bright brown eyes were looking straight into mine.

"It's okay now, Julia. It's okay now." James said.

What could have I done?

I slowly released my hands off his neck, my heartbeat feeling calmer.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!!" Teddy barged in, pointing his wand as me. I screamed as I felt the excruciating pain from the spell.

"JULIA!" James called out for me, then immediately turned to Teddy in a raged attitude.

Teddy couldn't care less about James' shocked and angry expression.

"Scorpius got Rose, James. He's a Death Eater."

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