The main reason they hated me was not because I was gay, but because I “didn’t respect them”. But my thoughts on that were fuck those guys. Ou... of all the group of them though, I noticed one guy who seemed to not be like them. He was quiet, and wasn’t loud and annoying like the rest of them. When they would make a joke about me, he wouldn't laugh, he looked as if he wanted to yell at them. When they would stand around Luke’s locker, making fun of him, he was the one who would find a way to. We're getting our wands today," Albus grinned. "I thought so," Olivander smiled and walked slowly to the rows of wands that were behind him. Olivander took measurements and then walked to the back of the shop. He returned with a few wands just as the rest of the Potter and Weasley families entered the shop. Olivander greeted them and then handed Albus and Rose each a wand. Albus smiled as he held the wand in his hand. It was an unbelievable feeling; holding a wand that could be. Or perhaps she turned tricks in some sleazy bar for drug money. They didn’t know, and they didn’t want to know. They’d written her off and never mentioned her, so that many of their acquaintances didn’t even know of her existence.Six years after she was born Emma had given birth to a son. Branch was very different from his sister. He was quiet and kept to himself. As a small child he seldom cried, but neither did he often laugh. He didn’t complain or beg for toys they couldn’t afford.He seemed. Everyone thought I was aslut, but I wasn't. I had only had sex with Phil.And everyone thought I was some sort of sexyexhibitionist. I wasn't that either. I was forced towear those tight revealing clothes, my one thought wasto make sure my bulge wasn't showing. Everyonethought I was *that* sort of woman, but the thing was,I wasn't any sort of woman. I wasn't even *a* woman.But, dear God, I was the sort of woman that had alwaysturned me on as a man. A woman who would do anything,yet only did it.