"You are our last hope, Harry." "Might I suggest drawing up a will for yourself then?" "This is serious my boy." "I pity you if you think I was being anything but. And Headmaster? I'm not your boy." In which the Boy-Who-Lived began as the Girl-Who-Died, and the wizarding world is left with a savoir that has no interest in saving. SI

Sometimes unspeakable things must be done for the greater good. Albus understood that. For the sake of the wizarding world, Hadrian Potter would have to know pain. It was unfortunate, but necessary. He was prepared for the consequences, he told himself. He was prepared for anything... Just maybe not this. In which necessary evils leave their hero an apathetic semi-sociopath.