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Into my hands.

Into my hands.

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Harry had horrid luck, he knew that better than everyone else despite most people thinking that they know best for him. It's not like he could really blame them as he was just a kid to them and while he was a child, he was more mature than people gave him credit for. No one could go what he did and survive only to still be a child in every way. To Harry, he was only a child physically not mentally. It was sad but true. It was also one of the reasons he clashed so much with the adults of his life. -Mrs Weasley was getting on his nerves, it was a fact no matter how dearly he cared for her. Harry sighed, tired but not physically. It was annoying to be excluded from something that included you to such an extreme extent. One day someone other than Sirius and his friends would realise that Voldemort obviously didn't care that he was a child and that he needed to know everything possible to help him defeat him. It's not like the order was really getting anywhere, even with snape as a spy. Having snape as a spy wasn't as useful as it should be because while he was giving over information, that was the only thing he was doing. He didn't connect with other death eaters to thing out information that Voldemort hadn't shared with him nor did he screw over said death eaters and get them killed or out of the way, making him almost useless. Harry sighed again, this time in realisation of an unfortunate fact. Nothing would get done if he doesn't do want he does best which is ignore what everyone else says and to intervene. Once again it's up to him to save the day.-
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