A short story about a 13-year-old who wins a million dollars. But there's a dangerous catch...

My mother was beautiful, charming. and cunning...but beneath all that, she was a monster. A soul darker than a moonless, starless sky. Sadistic, cold-blooded, evilly heartless. Which is likely where I get it from.

"Is falling in love with someone's story the same thing as falling in love with the person himself?" My mum stole my scissors I like playing BlueSuburbia in my free time When I wake up in a haze and I haven't slept in days you're 8390 miles away And I dream too much It's been a while since you and I been where we started I don't wanna let it fade away I hate sociopathy I believe in heaven I probably have a lot of issues

he only wanted to keep his promise.

"Nice glasses, Malfoy." "Potter..." Harry took a step closer. "Malfoy."