When evil arises and darkness overshadows, enemies must be kept close, and friends ever closer. They must stand together, because there may be a lurking evil greater than any of them imagined. The completed sixth year of Harry Potter.

The days grow darker and forebodingly shorter as the greatest war of the wizarding world creeps closer...student and teacher fight side by side, trust is betrayed, love loses purpose...and a world's fate dangles in the hands of one bespectacled hero...

Tragically, people think that attacking Harry in public is an efficient thankyou for killing Voldemort. Towns are being attacked for no apparent reason. The Auror trainer is mad as a turnip. And that mysterious mold in the bathroom REALLY isn't helping.

And that is how he will always remember her. Before the hate, the revenge, the killing, and the betrayal, she was just a girl in a dress. Beautiful. Simple. And maybe if she had seen him smiling back at her, she would have stayed that way ...

I can see it in your eyes, Narcissa. You hate your life. You envy mine. You want to escape so badly, yet something is holding you back. You could have broken away, you could have been anything you wanted, so much better than them, but they've ruined you!

I thought I could beat the odds. I thought that numbers were simply numbers and fighting was a piece of theater, carefully scripted to every last drop of blood. And then I began counting. Fighting. And fighting, sometimes, is what gets you killed.

A Holiday One-Shot ... "I, personally, have always quite liked it. It reminds me of home. It reminds me of her."