Our world was so full of stereotypes; judgement being passed without concrete evidence. I lived my life right smacked in the middle of stereotypes. Every day, every breath was judgement. When I was born, I was judged to be a handful. When I was six, I was judged to be an outcast. When I was eleven, I was judged for being sorted into Slytherin. I lived every day and every waking moment in the midst of judgement. You couldn't be too rude, or too nice. Not too doubtful, yet not too trusting. This story has been written the day I first entered this world. It is still being written. I am Aria Weasley, and this is my story.

Harry Potter, all his life, believed he was alone. That was before he met his twin sister, of course. Giovanna Potter, all her life, believed nothing could distract her from school and family That was before she met Draco Malfoy, of course.

Your father is the boss of what we call "The Most Hated". 2 years ago he allowed you to join his squad of the state's worst thieves, assassins or criminal over all. He's huge on love of you and your mother but he's also huge on protection. This will be the most dangerous mission you all have went on so just to keep you in check he brings along his best friend and his best friend brings along his trustworthy son, Payton. Just keep reading, trust me it gets better. (COMPLETED)