Falling in love was much like jumping off a cliff, bound and blind, with no way to save yourself from the impending doom. It was not wanting to save yourself from that doom, and it was freeing. Falling in hate, however, was much different. It was the push and pull of the same end of a magnet; it always ends up connec...
❝There's a darkness on the edge of town...❞ There was a darkness coming. A war to end all wars, an evil that was rising with nothing that could stop it. The Order of the Phoenix was reassembling, and this time, they have a weapon far greater than anything they could've produced; a weapon that would defeat Lord Voldemo...
Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secr...