The clock struck 12. The wind ruffled the curtains, if you looked closely you would see a boy looking out the window staring at the night sky. His eyes pooled out tears, glistening in the night sky. It was Harry potter. The boy who lived, the boy who killed a teacher at 11. He let out a wail of anguish, his legs grew numb and his voice grew horse and dropped to the floor.
He knew he had to get up to face another challenge. Cause that was his life. Hadrian James Potter also known as Harry to most, was 13yrs old and a student of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
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A step forward- Hp
FanfictionHarry realizes that every action or choice he has made until now has been for others or been influenced by others. So, harry learns to live for himself a bit. (this is my first time I am writing a fanfiction and my grammar is not great so please giv...
