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A P R I C T Y

Reads 718
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Parts 14
Time 2h 28m

Reads 718
Votes 35
Parts 14
Time 2h 28m

Mature

(Sirius Black fan fiction)

Death is such a funny thing, 


Avery winters is a paradox a beautiful paradox, with looks graced to her beyond anything and intelligence and wit as sharp as a blade no wonder people were envious.
Her life was boring in her sense living in the small rural Scottish town sparrows orchard with a grandmother who hated her after her mothers death and three brothers. Bought up living within books reading into worlds of magic.

Never aware of her family's past 
Never aware that magic is indeed real 

Never aware 
Until she meets certain, raven haired storm eyed boy one night in a mishap who changes her life forever, and maybe just maybe death is a good thing.All Rights Reserved

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