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He carries the name of a monster and the pride of a prince.
Reeve Lestrange is the heir to a shattered legacy. Raised in the cold, opulent halls of Malfoy Manor after his mother, Bellatrix, was dragged to Azkaban, he grew up with a silver spoon and a bitter heart. He loathes the Dark Lord, not out of a sense of justice, but for the ruin brought upon his house. He is everything a Slytherin should be: arrogant, brilliant, and dangerously protective of his own.
She is the Brightest Witch of her Age and the enemy of his kind.
Hermione Granger is the voice of reason in a world spiraling into chaos. She is logic, fire, and unyielding empathy. She stands for everything Reeve was taught to despise, yet he can't look away. In the quiet corners of the library and the tension of the corridors, he finds a mind that matches his own, a fire that doesn't flicker in the face of his malice.
One is a Pureblood jerk with a chip on his shoulder, the other is a "Muggle-born" who refuses to bow.
As the shadow of Voldemort's return looms over Hogwarts, Reeve finds himself caught between a family history he hates and a girl he isn't supposed to want. Hermione is his absolute opposite, yet she is the only person who truly sees the man behind the mask.
In a world where you are defined by the blood in your veins, can Reeve choose a side that doesn't lead to his own destruction? Or will the weight of the Lestrange name crush them both?