Why was I always the one with bad luck? To have death constantly over my shoulder, breathing down my neck. Danger around every corner in every street.
This is how I live, living in fear of the constant threat of death.
Why was I always the one with bad luck? To have death constantly over my shoulder, breathing down my neck. Danger around every corner in every street.
This is how I live, living in fear of the constant threat of death.
My name is Amara O'Connell. I wasn't born an O'Connell I was born a Potter. I have an older brother named James Potter Jr. When Voldemort came to attack the Potter's James and Lily were out. He atta...