Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter. JK Rowling owns them.
Summary: A maniac is rampaging around the wizarding world, torturing and killing wizards carelessly with a new magic that he created. When he turns his attention to Hogwarts, Malfoy and Hermione find themselves in an extraordinary position. Seventh year, no Voldemort.
IMPORTANT A/N: I want to clarify what this story will be about here. There will be no mention of Voldemort or the war in this fanfic whatsoever. Dumbledore is still alive, along with everybody else who died during the Deathly Hallows. They are all starting their seventh year.
Prologue:
No one ever realizes what they are destined for. What their fate is. People are bumbling fools as they live life, constantly changing their minds and never knowing what they want or need. They try to accomplish greatness, to learn what they are meant to do by seeking out some God to tell them their purpose or attempting to figure it out by themselves, but they always fail. And when they fail, they just blatantly follow the person who is the most successful at concealing their phoniness and lies. They die in vain, a worthless waste of space, and the world stays in its poorer, weaker form, begging to be saved.
Why do I know this? Because they believe that their higher calling is to help the people suffering or to promote world peace or do some good in the world.
They are all such fools.
Seeing them do all of this makes me thank the Master again for choosing me. For not making me stumble and bumble around like everybody else in the world. He recognized that I would do whatever He so desired, even if it meant me destroying the whole world and then stabbing myself in the heart. He recognized that I knew saving the world required death, destruction, terror, and horror to please Him and make the world whole again. If He wished me to do anything I would bless Him for choosing me to do the deed before obeying with a smile on my face. The same smile I wore when He hankered for my parent's souls. Because the Master always knows what is best, and I would do anything for Him. He is so great, so vast, so powerful, and He will make the world a better place while making me the best version of myself I will ever be. And I cannot express my gratitude for it.
I know my purpose in life. Everything is ready. I would not fail my Master.