No Gods, No Masters

In another world, at another time, Severus Snape overhears a prophecy that he shouldn’t have. His actions would lead the wizarding war through one more war. Lead a boy too young to face the threat of death and loss. Lead the innocent and the guilty through paths already chosen… already destined for them.



In this world, Severus Snape never overheard a prophecy, never whispered the half-spoken words to the Dark Lord, never witnessed the destruction of a family, or died in the boathouse at Hogwarts. In this world, Voldemort is mortal. There are no prophecies, no horcruxes, no boy who lived. There is only him and a wand.



Voldemort still desires utmost control of wizarding Britain with plans to expand once the Ministry has fallen and he is successful in placing his own people in place. The Order of the Phoenix still gathers to combat Voldemort and his Death Eaters. The Ministry still condemns both groups, deeming one domestic terrorists and the other a vigilante group. It’s October 31, 1981, and the wizarding world is on the brink of war.



Voldemort is not defeated by a toddler. No, he is betrayed. Not by the wizards and witches who follow him but by the magical beings aligned with him for the purpose of being seen, being heard. What better way to be heard than by ridding the wizarding world of one dark wizard? Why stop at one wizard?



Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix have far more to worry about than themselves. Werewolves, vampires, and other creatures rise from the shadows to make themselves known. A new faction is grown, honed to do what Voldemort couldn’t, to protect those the Order couldn’t, and to lead those the Ministry failed. Wizards and witches have to adapt or fight back.



All it takes is one spell. One spell to change it all. One spell to plunge the wizarding world into chaos. One spell to reveal secrets and truths hidden in time.



The question is: Whose side do you choose?