You only see what your eyes want to see..How can life be what you want it to be..

 

 

 

Madonna, Frozen (Ray of Light, 1998)

 

 

 

Beware...this story might quite likely..ensnare your senses..

 

 

I do not own anything in connection with this story, except for my own wicked imagination and ability to connect provided facts, as well as, I can gladly say, 98% of all its text. All other credit goes to sources named within the story, Joanne Kathleen Rowling(Look! Your characters are allowed to swear here! :D) and those who dared managed to adapt her books for the Big Screen. Yes, you read right. This story is based on the novels, but certain inspiration comes from the movies. You would do good to inhale all of those..not only to understand my story better..also to prevent massive spoilers..

 

Warning: THIS STORY CONTAINS NUMEROUS ASPECTS OF LIFE AND DEATH! NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 16! HAVING GROWN UP WITH HARRY’S FEARS AND SCARS LIKE ME DOES NOT MAKE ME RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR TEARS, ALLERGIC REACTIONS OR WORSE! DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT COMMIT SUICIDE BEFORE, THROUGHOUT OR AFTER THE READING AND ESPECIALLY DO NOT HARM ANYONE OR ANYTHING ELSE EITHER!!! IT’S NOT WORTH IT!!!

 

Unlike my first story, this one was not written in my native language German and then translated into English by myself, but the other way round(or half of it, since I likely won't translate it into German). I, let me say, needed a little different challenge this time and to my own surprise had managed to write down the entire story within a single year, although correcting it took just as long. You’ll hopefully remember having read that information when reaching the end..

 

 

 

 

Thank you, Joanne, for unveiling our mirror

                    And thank you, Mama, for your patience,

as well as Papa, for indirectly encouraging me to indeed get my stuff published in some way

 

This story is dedicated to you three and everyone with a fairly good taste – and stomach to survive that taste..

 

Enjoy. :)

 

 

P.S.: If you come to believe this to be a [insert genre] story at certain points, you are wrong. At least partly.

P.P.S.: No matter what you expect to find one line down, read on!