He was not like the others. His movements were watched and he was going to be used. Like a pawn in a game of chess. He had no choice in his life, all though he may not realise it. Yes, whilst he was in the safety of that magical school in Scotland, he could not be touched. But his life was just a melancholy sound. A whisper on the wind. Meaningless.
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Melancholy || Harry Potter's twin brother
Fanfiction{Completed} sadness is a kind of feeling that needs no explanation, but also warrants the most questions, no one inquires as to why one is happy, but if one is sad they are all over you. Sirius Charlus Potter, the twin brother of Harry James Potte...
