Losing yourself (смешанная)

Scotland, Hogwarts, 8 May 1998
She watched as Harry Potter fell, lifeless onto the ground.
For the second time that day Hermione J Granger stared at the corpse of her best friend and could feel her heart be ripped, unceremoniously out. Leaving only a gaping cavern inside her. Her limbs went lax and she could feel everything, herself, the world.
Collapsing.
What if the golden trio lost and the light fell. What if Hermione Granger was the only one left in a world where Voldemort won. And what if Hermione went all the way back, before Riddle even stepped foot on Hogwarts grounds. Be warned that this will be a dark Hermione with no happy story or moral choices.
(Trigger warnings in this are serious and if you have any trauma or can be hurt by any subject please take this warning seriously and most if not all subjects should not be taken seriously as I am no expert and this is meant to be pretty depraved in many ways. I apologize before hand if I offend or mishandle anything. Thank you to any who read as I know this isn't a very popular theme and will not appeal to a large audience.)