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925 pages, Hardcover
First published August 19, 2019

↳ it has been at least 2 years since Voldy won the war and killed Harry Potter and tortured everyone from the Order. after 16 months of being in solitary confinement Voldy discovered that Hermione is hiding something from her memories.
he decides to put her in the breeding program where the surviving females of the Order act as a "surrogate" for his death eaters because the fertility rates are low amongst the purebloods. Hermione is assigned to Voldy's right-hand man who is none other than Draco-fucking-Malfoy aka the High Reeve aka Voldy's General.
"Then [Lucius Malfoy] cast a curse that turned Ron's blood gradually into molten lead. Hermione watched as the curse slowly crept through Ron's body, destroying him from the inside out... They had left Molly for last. So she'd watch all her children die... Remus had lasted hours longer than anyone else. His lycanthropy kept healing him until he just hung there, unresponsive. Finally, someone shot the Killing Curse at him out of boredom."



"Whether you win a battle or lose it, all I see is the cost. Sometimes it seems like you and Harry don't realise how few lives we can still afford to lose. This war is bigger than Harry and his family getting to be normal afterward. What do you think will happen to the Resistance if we lose? What about the Muggle world?"

"You're mine. You swore yourself to me. Now. And after the war. You promised it. I'm going to take care of you. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. You don't have to be lonely. Because you're mine."
"I have warned you. If something happens to you, I will personally raze the entire Order. That isn't a threat. It is a promise. Consider your survival as much a necessity to the survival of the Resistance as Potter's. If you die, I will kill every last one of them."



On the cover of the Daily Prophet was a picture of Malfoy calmly disemboweling Graham Montague in the middle of the St Mungo’s waiting room.
“So many schemes,” he said as he straightened and tilted his head back, appraising her with cold, mocking eyes. “Then again, I’d feel disappointed if you weren’t entertaining at least one plot to try to kill me and escape. I can’t wait to see what you’ll come up with next.”
Finally, Malfoy was standing over her, his face white, his eyes glittering with rage, “I have warned you. If something happens to you, I will personally raze the entire Order. That isn’t a threat. It is a promise. Consider your survival as much a necessity to the survival of the Resistance as Potter’s. If you die, I will kill every last one of them.”
“You’re mine. You swore yourself to me,” he said in her ear, as he slipped out of her and dragged her tightly against himself. “Now. And after the war. You promised it. I’m going to take care of you. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. You don’t have to be lonely. Because you’re mine.”
RAPE
[ verb ]
to force someone to have sex when they are unwilling, using violence or threatening behaviour.
“ for anyone wondering, this story is not being improvised. it is long and complex and the plot was carefully laid out months before i started posting it. i'm not writing emotional torture-porn or throwing in elements for shock-value. there is a reason for everything. ” - senlinyu (the author)
“ i'm being raped and my body is enjoying it, she thought bitterly and wanted to curl away. ”
“ he'd healed her, far more than he needed to. he didn't even want to rape her. ”
“ malfoy wasn't kind; he simply wasn't cruel. he wasn't as awful as he could be. he possessed the meagerest shreds of decency. ”
“ she couldn't let her mind rationalise into falling for her rapist simply because he wasn't as much of a monster to her as he could be. ”
TL ; DR : this is an affront to the harry potter universe and to good taste. i think that we as a society should kill off all these possessive men. #staysafe
”I always have to choose, and I never get to choose you. I’m so tired of not getting to choose you.”





“Let your Gryffindor die, Hermione. Don’t try to be brave. Don’t try to be clever. Just keep your head down.”
Resignation and hopelessness had entwined themselves with her soul since the moment she watched Harry die.
After watching most of the people she loved die in agony, she’d known her turn to suffer was lying in wait.
Now it had come.
One upon a time… there had been a girl who fought. Who believed that books and cleverness and friendship and bravery could overcome all things.
But now-
-that girl was gone.
She’d been all but killed during the war.
Survivor’s guilt, she tought, that was the Muggle term for it. Such a paltry description. It didn’t capture even a fraction of the breadth of agony in her soul.
“It was always the last thing she said to him.
The moment before he apparated away, as he stood in his Death Eater robes, she’d say it rather than goodbye. She’d catch his chin in her hand and stare up into his eyes.
“Be careful. Don’t die.”
“I always have to choose, and I never get to choose you. I'm tired of not getting to choose you”
Malfoy wasn’t kind; he simply wasn’t cruel. He wasn’t as awful as he could be. He possessed the meagerest shreds of decency.
He was cruelest when he was vulnerable.
She had never hated Draco Malfoy before.
He had simply been an indoctrinated bully, a symptom of a disease which others were responsible for. Now – she hated him. For what he had become. For what he had done
“Just live, Hermione.” His voice was shaking. “That's all I am asking you to do for me.”
“He pressed his lips against her forehead. “You’re better than anyone,” he said quietly, the words brushing against her skin. “This world doesn’t deserve you at all.”
“I’m sorry—I’m sorry—I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for everything I did to you,” he said, his voice hoarse and broken. “I love you. You left, and I’d never told you.”
You are so much more than what the war has made you into.” Her voice shook slightly.
Her fingers stopped at the onyx ring, and she stared at it, replaying their past.
Blinding pain and burning devotion in equal parts.
You are without a doubt the most exceptional asset the Order possesses.
I am sorry for that.
I want to make the world I wanted to live in.
She was a non-active member of the Order of the Phoenix and did not fight.




This book is for… mature Dramione fans who can handle dark narratives. TW: mental, physical and sexual abuse. War. Torture. The whole plate basically


‘The Hogwarts Trio, Christmas 2002. Harry Potter with friends Rond Weasley (See: Weasley, Ron, chapter 7) and Muggle-born witch Hermione Granger. Granger left England at the start of the second Wizarding War to study healing abroad. She survived the war but died during imprisonment while a surrogate in the Repopulation Program. She was a non-active member of the Order of the Phoenix and did not fight.’
‘I wish you luck, Miss Granger. You are a better friend than Harry Potter will ever deserve.’

“i’ll take care of you,” she whispered. “i’ll do everything i can to be a good mum. there’s a potion i can make when you’re older. then—then i’ll be able to go outside with you sometimes. you won’t be trapped with me. when you grow up and want to go, i’ll let you go, i promise.”
“you did everything you could. more than anyone should have ever asked.” “i’d rather die in your arms.”
“my entire life is comprised of emotional fallout.” he looked feral. “sometimes—i don’t have the capacity to handle any more of it.”
“you have done more than anyone should have ever asked from you. let me save you now. please, take the risk of believing that i can.”
she was a non-active member of the order of the phoenix and did not fight.
“if you don’t want me to kiss you, you should say so now.”
“i thought we’d both suffered enough that we’d get to have each other”
“but”, he said after a minute, “at this point, i suppose i deserve to burn. i wonder, if you'll burn too.”
“I always have to choose, and I never get to choose you. I’m so tired of not getting to choose you.”






“‘Malfoy always comes for me.’”
“‘I always have to choose, and I never get to choose you. I'm tired of not getting to choose you.’”
“Someday I am going to love him in a moment that isn't stolen, she promised herself.”
“‘You’re like a rose in a graveyard. I wonder what you could have turned into without the war.’”
“‘I have warned you. If something happens to you, I will personally raze the entire Order. That isn't a threat. That is a promise. Consider your survival as much a necessity to the survival of the Resistance as Potter's. If you die, I will kill every last one of them.’”