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Without further ado.
A Riddle to Solve:
"Love?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "I don't even know what that means."
She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair.
"Love?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "It means nothing to me anymore."
She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!"
"Never."
She was raised to know anger.
She grew with only pain.
She was raised with no family.
She was being choked with a fiery chain.
A fiery chain of loneliness
A chain of regret.
A flaming chain of loathing.
An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt.
"I hate you."
"I expected nothing less."
No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation.
The world needed her to save it. The world needed help.
Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Was it worth it?
Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul?
"I've been lost for too long."
"Then let me get lost with you."
Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from them with a single task.
Prevent the wars from ever occurring in the first place. Stop the man who'd caused them. Kill him if necessary.
Solving the riddle has never felt more impossible.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
-This book is part of a series. There will be mention of some new characters.
------THIS book can be understood without reading the other books in the series.
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Even if the trip was black and white.... the journey will be beautiful