He despised everything she had, everything she was. The shape of her eyes, the pale of her skin, the dark blue of her hair. Even the tone of her voice rattled him. With cold contempt, he pretended to ignore her existence. It was ironic, then, that when her sight was lost to the darkness, he began to see with the help of the light. SasuHina. Post-War.

Sent back in time by a mysterious person and trapped in the past with a missing Dumbledore and an overbearing, charismatic Dark Lord, they had no idea how much they could dabble with before the world they had known shattered into pieces.

Hermione found it odd Hufflepuff's Horcrux had not put up much resistance, but too late she discovers that it has. Now she must find a way to right the damage she's done before Tom Riddle learns from his mistakes to become an unstoppable Lord Voldemort.

What harm ever came from reading a book? TRHG