Hazel potter. The girl-who-lived turned the woman-who-conquered. People would think that being famous, hazel had everything. Some would even think she was spoiled. After all, she defeated voldemort twice. Sadly, that is far from the truth. Hazel potter, the girl who was abused. Hazel potter, the girl who was raised like a pig for slaugther. Finally, Hazel potter, the girl who was betrayed, who was used. Hazel regrets not seeing this earlier, because maybe if she did, it would hurt less. She knew from the start that she was hated by the dursleys. So she hated them too. Than, there was them. People she loved and cared for, people she thought returned those feelings... but they didn't. The people she would do anything for, didn't care about her. Thay cared about her fame, her money and whatever they could get by being her friends. Hazel potter, the girl who was nothing but a pawn. But hazel had enough. She wasn't going to let anyone control her anymore. No one to dictate her fate. No more acting like a puppet to be controlled. Hazel Potter-Black, the girl who was going to turn the wizarding world upside down. But she couldn't do this alone, and not now. So it was no surprise to anyone, what her answer was to the deity. To death. "Take me back."