The Forgetting Spell Asks You to Forgive Me

Harry Potter fanfiction, dual female leads, Hermione pairing, no System, follows the original

I am the last of the Mobius family,

a surname cursed by the Grim Reaper.

A girl given a second life is drawn into a script written by Death.

The boy who lived;

The Dark Lord returned;

The greatest white wizard of the modern age.

And,

Those brown eyes, fated to meet hers.

In the extra Prophecy Orb, the threads of fate intertwine like serpents.

“Two people born bearing the prophecy cannot exist at the same time. Only the one who remains can face the end. To save the life of the one she loves, she must make a choice...”

“On the eve of the end, the boy who lived will fall beneath the wand of the girl chosen by Death.”

“The victor will share immortality with Death.”

Is this fate, or is there another choice?

In the calculations of the gods, someone has quietly set an unpredictable variable in motion.