"I try to imagine what the world would be like if it didn't judge you, every single day, for who your parents are, or what you look like, or the scars you have. I imagine it for half a second. Then I get a headache."
This was her story.
They call it a sad story.
It sure was.
One who always made others laugh inside.
One who always tried to help, even if they never said "Thank You."
But nobody could help her.
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Different From The Others
FanfictionEver since her first year at Hogwarts, she was never accepted by her classmates. Pretty much everybody except for the Weasleys think she'll be just like her parents, Death Eaters, torturing people left and right. It gets worse in her third year, whe...
