Once, long ago, there lived a girl. A girl James Potter loved far more than he could ever love Lily. But she has since been forgotten. Diminished to nothing more than a faint memory. Only existing as a name that was once known, but exists no more. A name no longer remembered. But what if things were different? What if she finally got the story the gods wrote for her? What if she lived? *Note: this story is marked as complete because I have not started it and will not for a while. If the plot interests you feel free to add it to your reading lists until it is ready*