Maria Fell. Thats my name. I was born with it. I was born in England in the United Kingdom in Godric's Hollow. There isn't much to it. I was quite a quiet child when I was born. My parents would always say that I was way to quiet. Until I could talk. I bet they regretted saying that too me. From 9:30 till 11:00 they would make me go to mass. It wasn't something I thought I knew. But I was getting used to my routine and what I was expectecd. There at the slim age of 5 my grandmother who had alzheimer's and terribly forgot my name all the time passed away in her sleep. I found it terrible as that afternoon when I went to go see if she was okay, she was passed away. I couldn't breathe and I just sat there crying. My mother came in and found me there crying and I could not stop till the funeral was over. Again only being 5, I watched as they buried her and then I sat on top of her grave which was under a willow tree. And just silently sat there.

As for the first time that it began everyday I would go there alone and be with her telling her of what I was learning in school or just talking. My mother was homeschooling me at the time, and grandma was excited in the beginning to know I wanted to learn so badly. As learning things was a dream.

Like I previously said people thought that I talked to much and most likely my dead grandmother would say the same. But as I came to notice. I noticed a beautiful grave with a statue. And the names that now I know pretty well was Lily & James Potter. It didn't mean a thing at the time. But now it does that I knew that. 

If I had not said before I was muggle born. My parents were simple ordinary folk. I knew nothing about it until later on in my life. But I grew as a girl. And time was healing me as the death of my grandmother sank in harsh.