"All the Horcruxes were destroyed Draco. Remember that small bit where I died to destroy them?" When she had left the hospital that night, she had thought fondly of coming home, drinking half a bottle of wine, and starting that autobiography that had sat on her nightstand longer than she liked, neglected. What she had never anticipated, was the cold shock of someone even suggesting that Lord Voldemort might still be alive, in any form. An icy sensation raced through her veins and her breath caught in her throat. 