Introduction

Our world was so full of stereotypes; judgement being passed without concrete evidence.

I lived my life right smacked in the middle of stereotypes. Every day, every breath was judgement.

When I was born, I was judged to be a handful.

When I was six, I was judged to be an outcast.

When I was eleven, I was judged for being sorted into Slytherin.

I lived every day and every waking moment in the midst of judgement. You couldn't be too rude, or too nice. Not too doubtful, yet not too trusting.

This story has been written the day I first entered this world. It is still being written.

I am Aria Weasley, and this is my story.