Life...is ironic. It takes sadness to know happiness. Absence to value presence. Noise to appreciate silence. It's ironic, How the people who say "I'm always going to be here for you." Are the first to leave us. It's ironic, How the enemy isn't the one who can hurt us, but the people that are closest to us. It's ironic, That life is about love Yet we go throughout our lives Searching for it, never finding it, or we just mess it up. .•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•.•°•. She lived her life, Through pain. Through battles. Through death and sadness. She lived it to the fullest, But that wasn't enough. Apparently, because you have to face a psychotic sociopath (who just so happens to be her soulmate) Every. Single. Year. Having your supposed friends not having faith in you too many times, but you've picked up the pieces and you're all friends again. Yayyyy. Note the sarcasm. Because some of your 'family' died, which leaves you with very few people who love you, And because you have been pushed into challanges that people who hold greater power than you could do easily but are too scared to and have nearly died throughout some of them, Apparently, You have to be betrayed by the people you call family and find that you have so much more money, lineages, and homes than what you knew, which the supposed family and friends knew about, and they only wanted to become your 'friends' and 'family' because of all the money you hold. Albus. Percival. Wolfric. Brian. Dumbledore. You complete and utter asshole. Watch out Dumbledore. Cough* dumblewhore cough* Because the new and improved Mistress of Death, Harriet Lillian Potter, Is coming at you with all her new found power. Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter. That all belongs to Dobby the house elf. In no way do I support what she stands for. I am apart of the Alphabet group myself. The only characters I own are the characters that