The end of the world comes not from the hand of Lord Voldemort, but an incurable disease. When Britain falls, those that are left must keep on running.
And never stop.
Winner of the 2012 Quicksilver Quill Award for Best Alternate Universe!
Summary: One failed photograph, two halved souls, and the numerous, marvellous machinations of destiny.
This story is a multi-functional product of four days' continuous typing and lack of sleep. It serves an entry for the Inaugural Great Hall Cotillion and a standby Birthday Present for Julia/the opaleye. More importantly, it marks my return to fanfiction after two months' hiatus, because that is kind of inhumanly long.
Thanks to Kara for reading the Prologue and motivating me, and Carole for Chipping-on-the-Wye.
DISCLAIMER: J.K.Rowling, I love you for giving me the HP universe, but you are not me and you definitely did not write this.
At age fifteen, Regulus Black became sole heir to the largest fortune in Wizarding London. At sixteen, his abnormal intelligence won him entry into the most notorious cult of Dark wizards on earth. At seventeen he made a mistake – one that he would never be able to take back – and his entire world came crashing down.
Enter London, 1979. The story of a boy who managed to defy Voldemort at the height of his regime. But what price did he have to pay?
Summary: Molly Weasley lost two boys in the first war. She doesn't think she can bear to lose another.