My name is Abigial. But I prefer to be called by my nick-name, Abby. I am fifteen years old and a sophomore at BVT high-school. Uxbridge is just a place in the world. Maybe itís a lot like your world, maybe itís nothing like it. But if you look closer you might see someone like you. Truthfully, Iím probably not much different from you. Just a regular fifteen year old, with a lot on her plate.
Iím extremely talkative with people I am comfortable with, but if Iím just started to get to know you I may be very shy. But Iím getting better at that. My verdict on guys is that they are just too confusing... Ha-ha. But then again, they can be the best of friends. Basically there are ups and downs in everyoneís ones life, you either have to sink or swim. I wonít bore you with too many details about myself.
These fics are from when I was younger.
1st-2nd Years •
When we hear that name we think of The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, but what was Harry like before he ever step foot in the wizarding world. What was our future hero like when he was mocked and scolded by his own family? How did he deal with? Would he ever know what happened to the parents that haunted his dreams......
3rd-5th Years •
Harry finally decides to go and fight Voldemort for the last time. He is successful in doing so, but is left weaker than ever. Harry is then conveyed to St. Mungo's where he has been ever since. He now writes a letter to his newly married and pregnant wife Ginny Potter explaining his love for her and the baby, but most importantly how he will be watching over her.
How will thise leave Ginny?
What about the baby?