dark magic

A complete rewrite of Book Seven with a darker and more dangerous outlook on war. Mostly Hermione-centric. Mostly follows canon but provides a different look at how the relationships in HP could have formed had Hermione realized that she and Ron did not fit well together and that Harry, her best friend, was really what she was looking for the whole time. The story of what could have happened between Harry and Hermione in the Deathly Hallows after Ron leaves. Features added subplots, alt POVs, OC characters, and a gritty and realistic view of the war. HHR is the main pairing, but this fic is about more than just their relationship. It is a fully developed story about the war following Hermione and her allies through the fight. ‘So why are you still here?’ Harry asked Ron.‘Search me,’ said Ron.‘Go home then,’ said Harry.‘Yeah, maybe I will!’ shouted Ron, and he took several steps towards Harry, who did not back away. **This fic contains mature content, explicit language, and is dark in nature. PLEASE READ THE TAGS. If you are looking for nothing but fluff, you will not find it here.* COMPLETE

When Harry Potter cast his first Cruciatus Curse, he was successful. In doing so, he awoke the darkness in his head. It whispers, and it's never wrong. The darkness is hungry, and won’t be denied. ‘To go in the dark with a light is to know the light. To know the dark, go dark, go without sight and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings.’

“Please, I beg you Granger. Do not start preaching your Gryffindor propaganda. Love does not fix everything.” “I never said it would fix anything. I just mean that it pushes people to act when they otherwise may not. You see reason, Malfoy. You know that the old ways are wrong. But love could push you to actually want change.” “I desire change without your childish sentiments.” “Will you fight for it though?” Hermione was never one to admit when she was wrong. Every ounce of dark magic spent, and she still didn’t quite regret it. The ache in her bones, in her heart. It wasn’t enough to regret the outcome of this war. She is alive. Those that she loves are alive. That’s all that mattered. Right? All Hermione wishes for in her eighth year at Hogwarts is to overcome the residuals of the war. Make amends with her classmates. Find the love she once shared with her friends. All she wishes is for things to return to how they once were. All Draco wants is to find normalcy in the aftermath of some of his greatest mistakes. All he wants is for someone to see his choices as what they truly were. A ploy to keep his friends, his family alive. He desires peace.

Biding his time after his failed rebellion, Balon Greyjoy learns that his erstwhile heir is returning home at the new Lord of Winterfell's behest, seeking terms for an alliance between the Iron Islands and the newly crowned King in the North. In one timeline, with his decision weighed upon his sense of pride and his sense of pragmatism, Balon's pride won out. But what if he made a different choice?