"I'm afraid, Sarah, dear, that you have no choice in the matter," replied Jareth, eyes twinkling. He lounged back in his armchair and casually pulled a crystal from thin air. It danced between his fingertips. "The Labyrinth—and I—have chosen you. You are, in every sense of the word, our muse."

Hermione, now sixteen, is struggling with the way she looks. The tiniest comment sends her flying over the edge. When she gets to Hogwarts, her grades start to slip, her mood becomes nasty, and she begins to suffer through an eating disorder.

How to trust someone if you’ve never trusted them before? When almost murderer Draco Malfoy seeks out the protection of the Golden trio and the Order, they force him to spill his darkest secrets…using Veritaserum. …Some secrets should never be told.