"I promised myself to never fall in love again, even if that leaves me to be alone for the rest of my existence. I don't really see the point now you know. Devoting yourself and giving everything that you have to give to someone who will eventually shatter you to pieces. What's the use, really?" "The thrill of it all I suppose. Having your heart on the line, the power that the person that you love holds over you. Maybe it's like living on a permanent state of adrenaline. Pathetic. If I wanted to do something thrilling I would throw myself off the astronomy tower and do Arresto Momentum before I hit the ground" "Well then, heaven help the fools who fall in love" "Agree. Heaven help the fools who fall in love" Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic follows the events of the books but the story revolves around Madeleine. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out. Started: 30/12/20 Completed: 11/09/21 Word count: 601905

One prophecy. Two hearts. Three souls. A love kindles between an unlikely duo amidst the Dark Lord's scramble for power. The lovers fight for their hearts as the incoming war threatens to destroy all that they hold dear. *** Highest :- #1 in gryffindor #2 in georgeweasley #4 in fred #8 in witch #22 in fredweasley

"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen." ― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross Starts in Prisoner of Azkaban (Not edited) *Cover made by @charcoalate, Check out her work if you're in need of a cover!*