Rae, a single mother of twins and homeless between jobs, is a woman running from the past. When forced to house a group of killers, she struggles to stay afloat as the shadows of the unknown close in. To defend her family, she realizes her survival rests upon her ability to deceive, and escape, her captors and an old enemy thought to be long gone. To live means to be ready to die.

Harry was a typical teenage boy. He went to school, studied magic, and tried to not think about the madman trying to kill him. With the Final Task of the Triwizard Tournament underway, Harry's ready for a break. Instead, he's whisked away to a cemetery beset by an arcane storm, confronted by the Dark Lord's rebirth. When magic clashes, change is born in more ways than one.

Harry's dreams had always been odd. Sometimes dangerous, sometimes not. When one of his nightmares take a violent turn, when the Realm of Dreams spill over into reality, Harry is left reeling in a world where the laws of magic are as ambiguous as they are deadly. As he struggles to regain a state of normalcy, danger encroaches from the realms of the living and the shadows of death.

Had Hermione known that running from a monster would end with an unholy union, or that it would call the attention of all things Dark, she wouldn't had run away. Her fifth year could have been normal. Now the healers are calling her an 'obscurial' and she has a demonic familiar. Torn and uncertain how to move forward, she is unprepared for the tempest approaching. Not all is Dark.

He was the winter and the wind, a force of nature in disguise. For years, he has been on his own. When he saves a child from death, his life takes a drastic turn as he, and his canine Loki, are forced to flee from forces of the Dark. When the Lord of Darkness wants something done, nothing will stand in his way - not magic, not fate, not death, and certainly not the Lord of Light.

Hadrian "Harry" Potter always had the fortune of inviting misfortune. When the Wizarding World's most poisonous, magical serpent finds itself in his care, he doesn't bother questioning why Fate seemed to despise his very existence. When he realizes it's Lord Voldemort, he comes to one conclusion. Fate doesn't only hate him, but it's also psychotic and out for blood. Just his luck.

Again she drifted, floating in a myriad of colors in darkness and light. She exhaled, her pain departing on a single, weak breath. Then there was silence, a vast nothingness lacking space. Nothing but stars, the cosmos glowing and whirling without haste.

Harry Potter was not the brave, courageous hero everyone thought him to be. When nightmares of his untold youth reemerge, he is caught between fear and paranoia. A new danger rises, faceless and of the dark. As the malign entity draws closer, the truth he cannot hide from himself. His only salvation, and that of his dearest friends, may lie in the hands of his prophesied enemy.

Voldemort won. The Wizarding World has fallen, but Harry remains standing. Friends and allies alike are dead, and all is left is an innocent soul slipping from the world of the living. A mad choice of thought. Harry does the unthinkable. If death is all that is left, leap forward. The living must learn of death, and, In return, death, too, shall learn what it means to be alive.

Within the Department of Mysteries, not all goes according to plan. An uncertain past rises upward, and an untold future cracks open, and a world ruled by darkness is one where the weakest flames can burn brighter than the coldest of stars. For, in the end, death is but one door of many, and the unknown harbors sweet mystery.

Hadrian Potter had always known he was different. When the world becomes his playground, and rules set in a time long ago begin to change, the wrongs of the past are laid bare, and the lies are brought to light. About himself. About his family; truths will be unveiled, and alliances will be made. At the heart of it lies the heartbeat of life itself, and the forgotten song of magic.

It was all a lie. His life. Family. Heritage. What he was taught to be true was all but that, and those behind are an elusive force lurking beyond his reach. Yet when death is to claim him, something else happens. A chance of discovery. Of rebirth. A means to uncover a lie that set up the murder of his parents so long ago. A chance to stop a war before it happens.

Hadrian Potter learned to expect the unexpected. However, no lessons or training could prepare him the approaching storm. When Lord Voldemort shows up in the most unlikely of places, Hadrian's convinced that whatever sanity Fate claimed to have fled for the hills because nothing in its right mind would place a Dark Lord, and his muggle hating followers, in a muggle neighborhood.

Dying was rarely pleasant. Coming back from the dead only to find himself somewhere in the past in an alternate timeline was a fate far worse. Capturing Tom Riddle's attention? Hadrian hated his life.