Just a little poem that demanded to be wrote. Draco's POV. Now includes a short one-shot also in Draco's point of view.
A reading the books fic, starring a Fem!Harry. The sands of truth are ever shifting, always in motion. Sometimes burying facts so deeply that they are nearly impossible to find. As our unlucky group traverses the sands of first year can you separate fact from fiction? Will you be the one who pieces together the full picture of the truth? Rated M for language and violence.
Previously a song-fic to Evanescence's Tourniquet. One-shot. Dark. Witness Harry's last stand. Non-graphic torture.
You had one chance, and you watched it pass you by. And that's what hurts the most isn't it?