Walking into the library, the black haired girl took out a book and was about to open it up when an older looking lady slammed it shut.
"What do you think you're doing? This book is from the restricted section, is it not?" Asked the old lady.
"Yes but it looks fine," the black haired girl shrugged.
"No it's not fine. The author is ruthless. She kills whoever she wants, and her plot twists can be brutal. She might even leave you on some deadly cliff hangers."
"But that is fine. If I have anything against this book I can always put it down and leave my mean comments to myself." Responded the black haired girl.
"If you say so, but don't say I didn't warn you." And with that, the old lady walk away, leaving the black haired girl to read the book. She opened it up and began to read.
The girl walked towards to microphone, trembling with fear and scared of what the audience would say. She tapped on the microphone and a loud screeching ringing noise came out.
She leaned in close and began to talk. "This is my book. In my book, I will do what I want. You can either keep your hateful comments to yourself or leave. And in case you didn't know, I have feelings too. And I am in no wa affiliated with J.K Rowling or Warner Bros. All characters either belong to J.K Rowling or me."
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Fanfiction"Do you not trust me?" "Riddles are deceiving. You can't just trust something you don't know. You can't trust something knowing everything you feel, everything that happens, is just a web of lies that you've been caught in." Iris Storm was a norma...
