Never Ending  {a hp fanfic}

Never Ending {a hp fanfic}

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It was dark. There was no stars in the sky instead a large brooding ash cloud, thrusting lightning, screaming thunder and crying rain. As the clouds morned the loss of the sun, they became oblivious to the young girl beneath them covered in bruises, burns and scars. She was running, running for her life or was she running from it? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should be dead! How the bloody hell are you not dead!" "If living in this merlin cursed planet for more then 1,000 years dosnt kill me then neither will a fucking snake" She smirked "You're fucking crazy" "oh honey, you have no idea" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Abi Cassiopeia Elizabeth Artic is sarcastic, sassy 16 year old girl who isn't afraid too speak her mind against anyone, even if that person is the dark lord. With a past that no one knows, she is determined to keep it that way. But as time passes and she never changes people start to wonder, what is she? And is she actually 16? (Dumbledore's era) [Marauders era] {Golden trio era} Warnings!! • Some Angst • Swearing • Will involve torture, blood and other triggering things. but I will warn you • There might be some spelling mistakes so I'm open to criticism and if you could give me idea's for ships and thing then it would be appreciated!
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