Eden

Guinevere

Story Summary:
When Hermione is taken prisoner by the Death Eaters, her life changes forever. Struggling for what she believes in along with her very survival, she finds herself drawn into her own personal battle of wills against a Dark Wizard who believes it would have been better had she never been born. But hatred can so easily turn into obsession, as Hermione discovers to her cost as she finds herself drawn into a twisted relationship with her captor; a relationship that destroys everyone it touches.

Hermione thinks she's in for a quiet night of study at her desk. How wrong she is.

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Chapter 02 - Fear
03/21/2007

Fear, noun - a painful emotion excited by danger; apprehension of danger or pain; alarm; solicitude, anxiety; that which causes alarm; risk or possibility; reverence or awe.

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'My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine.' - Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. 'To suffering there is a limit; to fearing, none' - Francis Bacon

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Chapter 04 - Hell
04/16/2007

‘It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – therein lies the difficulty.’ – Virgil, The Aeneid. ‘In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong.’ – Charles Dickens, Great Expectations. The beverage you are about to enjoy is extremely hot. Please sip carefully.

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‘Hope is the most sensitive part of a poor wretch's soul; whoever raises it only to torment him is behaving like the executioners in Hell who, they say, incessantly renew old wounds and concentrate their attention on that area of it that is already lacerated.’ – Marquis de Sade. ‘I lock my door upon myself/ And bar them out; but who shall wall/ Self from myself, most loathed of all?’ – Christina Rossetti ‘Who Shall Deliver me?’

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'What hands are here! Ha — they pluck out mine eyes! Will all of great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?' - William Shakespeare, Macbeth. 'Let them hate, so long as they fear' - Lucius Accius.

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'If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?' – William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice.

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