Disclaimer: This entire magical world belongs solely to J.K Rowling. I own nothing.
Dear FanFiction Writers,
Have you even read my life story? I am the boy who lived. The boy. I hope that clears up any gender confusion. But seriously, how many girls do you know called Harry?
While I'm here I may as well set the record straight, no pun intended, in that I am as straight as a ruler. Straight, do you hear that? I don't know what gave you the impression that I like men in that way. Malfoy I can understand, I've seen all that hair gel and grooming, but me?
ME? Come on.
There is only one girl for me, Ginny Weasley. Besides, I wouldn't be a true Potter if I didn't go for a red-headed girl, it's in our blood!
And no, I don't have a 'Mummy-complex' whatever that means.
One last thing I am an only child. I do not have a secret long-lost sibling or evil twin thank you very much.
Sincerely, Harry Potter.
