After the war, there was silence. Silence that teetered between uncomfortable and comfortable. The Second Wizarding War had been won, yet, a new war was brewing - stirring and wrecking havoc silently. It was a war that those left behind had to fight and overcome. After all, only the dead had truly ever known what peace was like. They only wish they can get through this alive.

How far can the string bend before it breaks? And how far before the corrupt world taint the innocent desire of someone to save and correct the world? Is it a day, a year? Or maybe it is when the one person who truly saw you for you, fall victim to the prejudice and bias that you fought against in the war. For Hermione Granger, that was the last straw.

In a sudden twist of events, Lily Potter was spared along with her son from Voldemort's curse. But with the sudden change of events, it puts into motion an old prophecy dating back to Merlin with them in the middle of it all.