Hyacinthe Potter, the girl who lived, the girl raised for slaughter. She had given them her all; blood, sweat, tears, magick. Every part of her, every piece; there wasn't a single thing of hers that had not been given or sacrificed for her world. And in return? She was never supposed to find the chest, obviously. Because within the chest was the truth. Everything else was a lie.

She always knew that she would go to any length to protect those she loved, even from themselves. One should remember that when bartering with Death himself, the deity will always come out the victor. Secrets and lies, blood and magick, scandal and intrigue. Can she save those she gave up everything for? Or will the strings of fate and threads of time disintegrate before her eyes?

Blood and secrets, blackmail and dark magick. Hermione Granger has disappeared and those who last saw her? Four daughters of Magick that hail from the Sacred Twenty-Eight. When the strain of suspicion becomes too much to handle, the Heiress Potter-Black is whisked away, only to return ten months later with a shocking hunch and an ominous missive. Who is this Mistress H anyway?

When a prank goes terribly wrong, the Vanflower heiress flees the castle and the Marauders are left wondering just where exactly it was that they went too far. Her return for Sixth Year has them scrambling to make things right and regain her trust, but there's something not quite right. Perhaps when she went in to the Forbidden Forest, she came out a tad bit more...forbidden.