"It's ironic isn't it?" She cackled, green eyes glowing. "My name is the very opposite of what I will be!" Mercy Amor Potter. The Most-Probably-Gryffindor. The Savior. The Girl-Who-Lived. All titles that describe her. Yet they should add one more. Insane. Mercy broke a long time ago, and this is the turning point. It's time to show them exactly who they're dealing with. *I own nothing that you recognize. I apologize in advance for spelling and grammar mistakes!*