Draco never knew that while under the Imperius Curse, he didn't just break a single soul—he had unknowingly fathered a child.
Hello everyone. If you are looking for a highly angst-driven, dark canon divergence focusing heavily on the psychological scars of war, I would love to share my WIP with you.
4 chapters are already up, and Chapter 5 is dropping very soon!
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To Bellatrix, it was a game. To the Malfoys, it was survival: humiliation or death.
Without hesitation, Lucius sacrificed his son’s soul to the Imperius Curse.
Trapped in his own skin, Draco screamed silently while his body committed the unforgivable. His face wore a twisted sneer, but his soul was shredded.
Hermione saw only a cold mask and empty grey eyes. She watched him rise and retch, then heard the lie:
"The smell of a Mudblood makes me sick."
She believed him.
The war ends, but the consequence grows within her. She cannot answer for this fruit of sin, nor can she extinguish an innocent life.
Obliviate is a delicate art, and Hermione Granger is a master.
It was the best choice. The only choice.
For the baby with grey eyes.
For everyone.
Link：Silent Legacy