Okay, so here's the thing: things in my life have never been in my control. i've spent my entire life stepping in place on the path someone else has made for me. Everything thing i do is my destiny, it's meant to be, other crap like that. Sure, some of its turned out pretty all right. i've got good friends who've become my family.
Here's the thing i don't get. Why do things have to be exactly how they are supposed to? Can't we do things differently, isn't it that every time i do things differently i do well? Why shouldn't i, then?
it's just so hard to find The courage to do it. I have the ideas, the storm ready to wreck the world. i just need the catalyst.
Wasn't it lucky, then, that the most unpredictable thing was heading right towards me, brimming to the edge with unlikeliness that seemed to be catching?
A/N hey, this is my go at a new and improved version. Hope it's ok? I'll be making an effort to improve all the chapters currently up and then add some new ones too, of course. Bear with me?
(Also, in the original version of the chapter Harry calls Slytherins evil. Just so you know, I in no way think that, I myself am a slytherin)
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Percy is Voldamort's Grandson
FanfictionOK so you ignored all my other warnings not to read the my books, so you're obviously not going to stop now. But I'm going to give them anyway. Stop. Don't read these books. If your reading because you think you may be one of me, (either side) stop...
