Alright, guys--just an fyi, I found my account! laugh I had lost it, and so I had created another account here at FF.net.
(yes, I lost my account--couldn't remember the email addy!) I restarted Harry Potter and Death's Wish, which can now be found in the story Light's Pawn.
Yes, I'm wickedphoenix as well.
I'm going to be pulling down Death's Wish in about a week or so, and the old version will be posted next to Light's Pawn.
Info: Hmm, about me, I wrote this for my daughter, Rebeca, who asked me in the way that only a seven year old can, why didn't someone save harry from Harry." Kids ask the damndest questions, but she got my mind to turning.
Along time ago, when I was a child, I had someone step into my life for no reason, who cared for me, and loved me, who supported me, drove me crazy, who became my father more so than blood would ever create. I was a shy, desperate, sad child who lived in a world of books and stories, a wallflower who hated to look up, who hated herself, then he came, and he saved me, in about every way that a child could be saved. Your daughter misses you daddy. I dedicate "Harry Potter and Death's Wish to my father, blood or not, that was what you where to me.
Dedicated to Richard Elmer Clark, Deceased, 1996. You take with you the love of your daughter, you showed me how to live, how to love, and how to keep getting up. Thank you for teaching me the most important things in my life.
Harry Potter and Death's Wish is dedicated to the real hero's, those who are often unsung. Who love those of us lucky enough to have our own personal hero. Those people who dare to step foreward and scream into the night that it's not alright, that something should be done, and to change the course of fate and help us. Who cared enough for a human being, a child, that they rewrote their lives, they changed their own ending, just for you. I encountered this once, but never found the words to express it until I read a fanfiction by Mordred. Thank you for writing such a wonderful story.
“The ones who lived, who truly lived, they make an imprint on our lives. They leave their mark in our hearts. They change the course of our fates and our destinies. Those are the real heroes. The ones who cared enough for a human being that they rewrote their futures.”
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