Ok well this is a new story well not really its been festering in the back of my head for YEARS. Well um it might take time for me to update but I'll try updating as fast as I can , and my friend Susy is bugging me to update because she to wants to read it so point for having me update. Well I don't own any of the chr's but Perseus Drest Evans xP the guy in which you guys will see everything oh and I own the plot xP.
Prologue
Sixteen. So young yet... I feel like I have past my expiration date. I felt as if all I ever was... was a burden to my mother. I was a conception of rape, they all thought I didn't know but how could I not when my mother could not look at me without hate blazing in her eyes. When she would say I was an abomination, a sin, a putrid bug, told me I should die. No one knew about this mother they all knew the kind soul, the brilliant fiery light, the beauty. But I had seen what lies underneath the surface, the horridly scarred soul. I lived with her for only the first five years of my life but I have never forgotten how it was to live with such hate. I lived in an orphanage afterwards it was not much better but I survived.
At the age of 11 I received a letter from Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, I was fascinated by all the sheer beauty and power that magic was and brought onto us. I was glad to have finally found what it was that was happening to me I didn't understand what it was until now and I couldn't wait to harness this new found power, to wield at my whim. I was sorted in Ravenclaw and fell right at home, from the beginning my grades were impeccable the highest grades in all the school, I was proud I held O's in all my classes and was quickly taking in all the knowledge I could from this school and it's library even what was secluded in the restricted section. I enjoyed flying on a broom like any other teen but found the sport of quiditch a waste of valuable learning time.
In my second year I accidentally over heard a conversation between head master Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and Head of Gryffindor house Minerva McGonagall, they were talking about mother. She had gotten married and had given birth to a child, I had a baby brother, though I was thoroughly shocked mother and her husband had been murdered and the idiot man had left my baby brother in the clutches of my mothers oh so "loving" sister.
I couldn't stand the thought of my dear baby brother being left in the care of buffoons so I started doing what I could to grow faster and rescue my baby brother. After years of hard studying and research I can finally take my baby brother under my wing. He will be mine to protect, mine to care for, mine to teach, mine to adore.
Well tell me if you guys like it and we'll see where I go from here ja, ne?