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Born As Foes

Chapter 2: Misunderstanding can kill

"Get lost with that Potter now," shrieked Belletrix pushing his son to a corner. Harriet was confused.

Mother,"

"Don't you dare call me that Harriet Marvolo Riddle after what you have done."

"B-But,"

"But What?"

"Listen mother whatever you say I shall never stop liking Angela,"

"Potter,"

"Yeah! Angela Potter,"

"Daughter of that bastard with that ugle scar. Responsible for your father's downfall,"

"Harry Potter?"

"Yes,Harriet."

Harriet's fears were confirmed he had always ignored the fact that her last name was Potter. He had convinced himself saying that there were many Potters in the world or at least she may not be the daughter of Harry Potter, maybe someother Potter. Thoughts now filled his mind, maybe Angela was using him?

"How dare she fool me? Angela Potter I'm after you." said Harriet, his voice now cold.

He went to his room breaking each and every photograph or letter he had of Angela. He glanced at his 'History Of Magic' parchment as he remembered..

#Flashback#

"Harriet?"

"Yes Angel,"

Angela yawned slowly and giggled for no reason. Harriet smiled, he loved seeing Angela like that, it made her beautiful dimples shown.

He dipped his quill in emerald ink writing:

I love Angela

 #End Flashback#

Harriet now pointed his wand at those very words and blasted them laughing evilly.

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Angela sat in a corner as she blew the last candle off to get to bed. Tears rolled down her eyes, She would never get her Harriet back again. #20 years Later# "I will vanquish you now Potter, You carried me away and now it payback time," said Harriet laughing evilly.

Avada Kedabra

"H-Harriet," Angela sobbed as the killing curse hit her and she crumpled to the floor dead.



She died

Instead Of unite,

The dark and light.


She died,

Instead Of Stopping him,

Following his father's footsteps.


She died

Being Misunderstood,

As using him,

Instead Of Loving him.


She died,

That night,

In his arms,

Touching his palm.


She died,

That night,

Killed by he,

Himself.

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