You know the drill guys, i'm a 14 year old shoppaholic, so i totaly don't have the money that indicates i am a certain Ms J.K Rowling.

All that I knew

Never again - Nickleback

Prologue

Never again will I hold someone close.

Never again will I smile.

Never again will I listen to the lies.

Never again will I trust.

Never again will they see me cry.

These are the things that I learned never to do in one year, but the biggest of all was to love. Love never brought any thing to me. That year I learnt that the people I loved, and in return supposedly loved me, had told me lies. The people I trusted had told me lies, and the people I held dearest to me had told me lies. I learnt that to never love isn't hard, because at the end of my 6th year I learned that there is no such emotion as love. I can only applaud myself for learning one thing on my own, and that is that there is no such thing as respect, only power. Those who you think holed respect, infact have managed to get hold of power. Both the good and the bad can have power, and although I learned that there is no good that is truly good, and no evil that is truly evil, the one thing both sides seek is power.
I can thank one boy for showing me the real world ... my supposed idol, best friend and, what I thought to be my one true love ... Harry Potter.

Now I know this is not quite true, as there are many other people who contributed to the lies, and in doing so, created the person I turned into in my seventh and final year at Hogwarts.

There were my parents, my so-called friends and heck even Albus Dumbledore!

There was only one person who I can still truly say I trust, and exempted from my 'never agains'. If there were ever an emotion that represented love, I held it for her. She was Riley Fig. My best friend, and who in her 7th year attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

If you are wondering, and I'm sure you probably are, Riley is related to a certain Ms Arrabell Fig, although most obviously unlike her is not a squib.

Riley I am proud to admit, is a gorgeous girl. Petite and dainty, she had long black hair, and beautiful chocolate eyes, like all of the Figs. She was everything to me after what they did, as she was everything to me back then, so many years ago when we first met, even though it had been for an entirely different reason.

Our friendship first began when an eight-year-old Riley and I decided to go to the only park that was in our small neighbourhood. Once we'd introduced our selves while hanging upside down on the monkey bars no less, Riley had offered to share her packet of M&M's with me. If there is anyone who actually knows me any more besides Riley, they'd know that if anyone gave me M&M's, I'd be there friend forever. The rest is history.

Anywho I think that is all you need to know for now, and so with out further ado, our story will take off at the end of sixth year where my world, the one I thought so good and pure, came crashing down. This is my life, and this is me, Hermione Granger, miss dependable and the world's biggest fool.

Hey all, this is a take off of the first story i wrote.

I wrote the first one at like two in the morning and i was appauled at the style of writing i had used. What do you think?

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