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I don't know what I am. I have fiery red hair, sharp fangs, and to top it all off, I have a pair of wings, black as night, protruding room my back. Everywhere I go, I'm made fun of. People run away in fear. I've been chased out of towns a countless number of times. I need a place to call home.
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We were supposed to be enemies. I was supposed to loathe him with the entirety of my being and he was supposed to reciprocate. I was supposed to make his life a living hell and he was supposed to grin and bare it. We weren't supposed to fall in love. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I do not own any of the characters used in this story. They belong to JK Rowling, this is just a harmless fan fiction. Enjoy! CAUTION: Trigger warning

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