Harry looked down at the letter in his hands, adressed to one Harry J. Potter. He could not stop grinning and anyone who would have seen him right now, and actually know him, would probably run for their life.
It is not like Harry would care. Why care for people who never cared for you? And it is not like the letter caught him by surprise. No, one Harry James Potter, saviour of the Wizarding World knew exactly his place in the world since he was 5 years old, even if people tried to stop this from happening. Not that they knew that he did.
He knew about the ridiculous title he was given by the Minister and Dumbledore and about the expectations of him of everyone in the wizarding world.
Goblins are so wonderful and more important, informative beings in your life once you get on their good side by owning more than half of Gringotts alone.
He knew he should better lay low for the time being and observe until he gets a position of more power.
However, fucking with everyone else would be so much more fun.
Note:
- I've noticed that, while it was perfectly fine when I wrote it on a different program, once I copied it out and put it in here, words that didn't belong together somehow were written together. While I don't know why that happened, I tried to change it now on Wattpad.
Anyway, big thanks for reading! ♥
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Unforeseeable
FanfictionThey don't know what will hit them, but their saviour is not the one they believe he is. And their ignorance will be their downfall. Their saviour is not light, and certainly not ordinary.
