To sum up my life:
At the age of 10 I got my first rune...
At 11, I got accepted into the best School for Witchcraft and Wizardry...
At 14, I became a member of the Avengers...
On Summer break before I returned for my Fifth year at Hogwarts, I helped take down the God of Mischief as the unknown Avenger. So consequently, when I got back to school that year, my best friends, Dean and Seamus, couldn't stop talking about the unknown Avenger.
I fought in the great Wizarding War against Voldemort.
I also saved the lives of Remus, Tonks, Fred and my Dad, Sirius Black.
My mother was a Shadowhunter. Unfortunately, she died in a mission shortly after I was born, and grew up with Jace and later met my Dad in my Third year at Hogwarts.
I didn't see my family or best friends for 10 years, as I stayed in London with my Dad and God-brother. Two years after the War, I helped rebuild the school and helped the Healers. I also didn't go home during the Holidays, as I was sent on mission through the London Institute, or was training with the Avengers...
I passed letters onto my friends, family and boyfriend through owl, and the last year that I spent away from my family was spent looking for Hermione's parents in Australia, and fighting Ultron...
When I got home I walked in on something you don't want to see your younger brother doing when you want to celebrate your return...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey guys, this is my first fanfic.
Just a heads up I am a shitty writer and that I am one of the biggest Malec fans, however for the purpose of this story I have had to make him straight, so if you don't like reading stories like this then don't read. Also I have nothing against those who like both or the same sex.
Thanks
DISCONTINUED
Harry wasn't what anybody expected. Well, that's not exactly true, in fact he acted exactly as expected in front of them. He'd been left with the Dursleys, and had spent nine long years basically as their slave, not even knowing his name.
See, Evan had been the Boy Who Lived, supposedly having defeated Voldemort as a baby, and it would have been wrong to send the Potter's other son into an environment where jealousy would foster, after all, he was just so ordinary. . .
So ordinary that no one knew he owned the club Nighthowlers and Orchids or that he had enough power to single-handedly bring about the end of the world as they knew it.
No one even knew what he looked like, not truly.
Many characters are property of J K Rowling, some story elements are kinda based off of some trends, but it was written by me. There will be some very triggering content, please do not report. Also, I know I suck at writing descriptions, so please don't kill me.
This moves at kind of a slow pace and has a lot of details, the sexual interactions, will not happen for quite a while and are not the main point of the story. (ships, however, will come into play at chapter thirty)(sexual interactions only after Harry is 15 or 16)
Word count 1-90 is over 190,000, roughly 2,000 words per chapter
DISCONTINUED