I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Black Lagoon

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Frederica Sawyer enjoyed her job.

Others may think it is sick and disgusting, some of the more naïve residents of Roanapur may even be put off by the blood.

Sawyer found it therapeutic.

The cleaner tried to make the best of her life, but the world had thrown a lot at her. This had left her bitter and more than a little cynical.

Her childhood had been hell. Living with her Aunt and her husband, she had been their slave, for all intents and purposes. Back then, her only comfort was her own voice. She had used to sing while she worked. And when she went to private school at the age of eleven, she had been able to sing more often.

She was often told how beautiful her voice was by those that heard her.

But those years in private school had been hounded by danger, up until the summer she turned sixteen.

Her uncle had lost his job. And as was his prerogative, when things went wrong it was her fault.

He beat and raped her, before slitting her throat and dumping her in an empty lot.

Had it not been for a passing late-night jogger, she would have died in that lot. As it was, it was a close thing.

But she had lost her voice, the one thing left she had to comfort her. All of her dreams had been shattered. And what was worse, her headmaster had told her that her Aunt and Uncle had been persuaded to allow her back home.

Needless to say, she had been furious.

The first thing she did upon being released from the hospital was to empty the bank account left to her by her parents. Using that money, she'd bought her first chainsaw and modified it.

The first people she cleaned where her own family. Their bodies had yet to be found, and she knew they never would be. They were naught more than ash now, spread to the winds.

Then she waged a bloody war against the man that killed her parents. His followers became terrified of the sound of her chainsaw. Her former friends had accused her of being evil because she took delight in killing those followers.

She was alone.

And after she killed the murder of her parents, she killed the man that had forced her to live with her vile relatives after her parents deaths.

And she became a wanted woman.

That day, she changed her name and fled, eventually coming to Roanapur. It was in Roanapur that she became Frederica Sawyer, that she found a place to belong as Sawyer the Cleaner.

And left her past as Harriet Potter behind forever.

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Hope you enjoyed.

I wrote this because I wanted to write a Black Lagoon/Harry Potter story and this was the only idea I had that wouldn't be a multi-chapter story. I could have probably made a longer story about Sawyer being FemHarry, but I already have too many Multi-Chapter stories I'm working on. I also know it was no doubt obvious that Sawyer was FemHarry in this story, but it wasn't exactly meant to be a mystery.

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