“In the last battle of the War, The Boy Who Lived faced the Dark Lord and was thrown down. In order to continue his existence, Voldemort took Harry’s flesh for his own, and the two became one. This new entity, more powerful and terrible than either overran Europe quickly with his followers, and the Resistance was quickly snuffed out. America was bought off with a non-aggression treaty, and the new Dark Lord made the former school of Hogwarts his palace. He refused to be called by any name except his title; although his cruelty and sadism soon garnered him a nickname amongst his suppressed peoples. They called him the Beast.”

~ The Chronicles of the Dark Lord, volume XXVII

A very deliberate, intense darkfic, inspired by of all things the songs of Frank Sinatra; this sequence deals with the darkness that lies inside Harry’s soul, and how love can bind people tightly and more cruelly than hate.