𝟎𝟎𝟎 . . . PREFACE.

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 '𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞' 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅? ❞

─────in which she falls first──for the most oblivious, awkward & sassiest gryffindor to ever exist . . . but he falls 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫.

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。

Mira Sri Acharya has always been curious about Harry James Potter──the boy with emerald-green eyes and a lightning bolt scar the world never lets him forget.

she's always known him.
he's never even known her name.

and that's how Mira thought it would stay──her in the shadows, him beneath a spotlight he never asked for, blissfully unaware of her existence.

her crush wasn't the only thing that Mia was hiding.
she had another secret, a darker one.

as the years pass and the war inches closer, Mira begins to unravel, not just the mysteries around Harry, but the ones buried deep inside herself.

secrets start colliding──hers and his──and everything she thought she knew begins to shift. They were connected in ways that she thought were never possible.

fate had a way of writing stories, and Mira finds herself pulled into the war. Not as a bystander, not as a footnote.

but as something dangerous.
something powerful.
something the prophecy never predicted.

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。

[poa──post-war]
[a harry potter fanfiction]