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Granger was never supposed to be the one to save the world.
That had been Potter's prophecy.
He was the Boy Who Lived. The Chosen One. The brave, courageous, revered Gryffindor. Dumbledore's favourite. Even Weasley's and almost everyone else's...
She was just the conflicted and forever confused Muggle-born Slytherin. The Mudblood no one in her house deigned to befriend. The one who had to constantly choose between the light and the dark side.
And the one who, ultimately, had to save the world.
(THE REST OF PART I WILL BE PUBLISHED ALTOGETHER UPON COMPLETION)