The world around him had crumbled as the Ministry fell. He had become the hunted, and with only his wits, resilience and an ominous raven, he'd had to learn to survive. But why was he so compelled to go to the one place he knew he should avoid? The whispers urged him as did the dreams that plagued his sleep. Perhaps Death truly was the beginning... Time-travel, Harry/Narcissa
Deskolador:
Подлинная история жаба Тревора, наполненная приключениями, превращениями и поисками любви всей жизни. Со счастливым окончанием, разумеется. Отличный перевод восхитительного фанфика.