Solo Detective Draco Malfoy receives a Patronus report about a missing child. He takes up the case, which is attached to a stubborn witch named Hermione Granger. Together, they work with what little evidence they have to find the little girl. But being around Granger is uncovering all the demons he'd buried long ago, and Draco knows something will give soon.

He's living in a blood-soaked lie. One where he is nothing but a pawn and a servant in the aftermath of a battle his side was supposedly victorious in. But Draco sees the cracks in the wall, and they start with the girl with the stolen identity.

Somebody is losing their mind — whether it's Draco Malfoy for being nice, or Hermione Granger for believing he's being nice, well, only time can tell. As it turns out, it's crucial not to waste time during the Sixth Year.

In a dystopian world where Voldemort favors muggleborns and muggles, it is a different child prophesized to be his demise. Even after the Dark Lord's downfall, Britain isn't safe. Draco Malfoy lives a life he feels out of place of, and Harry Potter lives a life he blames Malfoy for.

In post-war Britain, Draco Malfoy is perfectly fine as being a prisoner in Azkaban. So trust Saint Potter's swotty know-it-all sidekick to ruin it for him. Well... he supposes he likes playing games, anyway.

She's crazy. That's the only thing Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy can agree on. Hermione Granger is an absolute nutter. "Well, there's no walking out now. You are my new lab rats."

A dumb school duel with Malfoy turns nasty when his dark spell hits differently. Now Hermione is stuck in a disastrous world... with a missing Harry, with witches and wizards who weren't alive before, and with a Ministry where blood prejudice reigns supreme.

"Took you long enough, Potter," Draco Malfoy drawls. His immaculate shoes rest atop crumpled parchment and worn out quills. There are empty firewhisky bottles littered around it. The desk in fact is the only part of Malfoy Manor of which Harry could describe as messy. "I should report this to the Ministry. The Messiah of the Wizarding World can't even be punctual for a simple job."