This story is meant to be disturbing at some level. Some readers will undoubtedly turn away at a certain point due to the content, and that's perfectly all right. I don't expect everyone to like what this plot entails. On the other hand, some of you will. As the luscious Squall says, "Whatever. . . ."
Some may consider this fic to contain non-con. It's very cloudy, so wear a raincoat.
As a final note/warning, depending on where in the world you live, this may be considered chan. If that possibility upsets you, thank you for having stopped in, but please find a different story.
Also, please note that this story was conceived of and written before I stumbled over JKR's words about veritaserum and even getting a better understanding of Occlumency (both from interviews, I think), as well as having no clue yet (as they came in via HBP) about apparation training and even non-verbal spellcasting. I got the span dates from FFN, which is the original dated posting of the story (and HBP didn't come out until summer of 2005). |