SECTUMSEMPRA
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I've lived almost my entire life unaware that it was built on a throne of lies. My mother wasn't who she truly said she was, neither was my father but for most of my life, he was out of the picture. Cameron was okay, that was the guy that would hug up all over my momma when I was little. Then everything changed. I was uprooted from my amazing life. Sent to live with my grandmother in London, then sent to some school named Hogwarts. It wasn't easy, but apparently nothing in life is supposed to be. It took me a long time to realize that I could never really trust someone. Anyone. I made the mistake, same as everyone else, and in the end, it cost me my life. Remember that. Listen to me as you read about my life. Learn to understand that as you dive deeper and deeper into my story; nothing stays the same. Everyone is out to hurt you. Maybe, just maybe. You won't make the same mistakes I did. And if you do... May god have mercy on your pathetic little soul.
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The Malfoy's daughter is unappreciated and sent away as much as possible. She spent lots of time with her aunt Bellatrix, but not even Bellatrix likes her. But one day something happens that... how shall I say it? Puts her Above Them All ............................................................. "IM NOT TALKING TO YOU!" "F*CK OFF!" "I'm not in the mood!" "God, you're worse than I am!" Every day, every hour, I'm reminded that I'm a mistake. I should've never been born. I walk outside and stare at the moon. A voice was behind. "Misunderstood? Unappreciated? Just like I was? Join me," a white hand reaches out to mine. I look up. Time Riddle. Or more known as Voldemort. Should I take his hand?

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