Have you ever wondered to what lengths Hermione would go to assure that Harry survives the final battle against Voldemort? Here is my version. Exerpt: "Just have faith. But for the meantime, our hope needn’t be in Harry but elsewhere… Hope that love can be so true as to make someone sacrifice everything."
What happens when the fragile illusion you have created to protect your own heart and sanity is shattered? What do you do, where do you go? People deal with trauma in different ways. What about Harry? The Dark Lord is finally defeated, but that is the last thing on his mind. (One-shot)