Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: Thank you all of my wonderful reviewers! I hope this chapter is as good as the last. Now on to the story.
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Chapter two:
It all started when I was four. That was a wonderful time to be alive and free, but it
wouldn't stay that way. As my memory recalls that's when Voldemort first came to power. I know I
was to young then to understand what was going on, but now I do. My parents always left me with
my aunt for a week or more.
It was always the same goodbye," Honey, mommy and daddy have to go away for a few
days." A few days, like I said it usually turned out to be a week and couple of times it turned out to
be months. After all this I started to feel rejected. All they did was work, and when they got home
they were to tired to play.
Over the years I started isolating myself from them. Thats when I became ashamed of
myself and my parents. When all this happened I was about nine, and even after Harry Potter
defeated He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named my parents were to busy "cleaning up the mess" as they put
it. So I decided to hang myself. Lets say it didn't go as planed.
Once I started at Hogwarts I thought things would be different. Well me and my parents
started over, but it lasted till Harry came into the picture. By now I was in my 5th year. At the
moment he was what all the teachers cared about except Snape. My parents were always worried
about his future.
See I started feeling left out again, so I tried to suffocate myself, but to no prevail.
To be Continued...