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I Got Reincarnated as the Girl Who Lived

OphisL
After dying in her previous life, she awakens in the body of Harriet Nicole Potter—only to realize she was never truly gone. Her memories were sealed, buried… until the Fourth Year, when Voldemort’s curse shatters the lock on her mind. Everything comes back. A modern past. A magical present. And the truth about the world she thought she knew. Wizards are only the surface. Monsters, gods, and hidden worlds exist far beyond Hogwarts— and it was never the center of anything. Now fully aware, Harriet has only one goal: live a good life, avoid unnecessary trouble, and enjoy her freedom. But the world refuses to be simple — Hogwarts is only the beginning. So if she must become strong to protect her peace… She will. Not for destiny. Not for prophecy. But for herself. ⸻ I do not own Harry Potter, High School DxD, or any other franchises or related characters, settings, or universes referenced in this story. All rights belong to their respective owners. Early access & advanced chapters available below. P --> /OphisL
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