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The last chapter is posted! It will be so weird not posting anymore for this story.

Chapters: 30/30 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Star Trek: The Original Series

The year is 1995. Elim Garak has crossed some people on the new government, so he's sent to "survey" a backward planet, Earth, that's being ripped apart by a worldwide war. As his ship crashes and finds himself stranded and without a fully functional translator, he meets a young doctor, hiding from the army. Soon, they discover there's no safe place for them on the planet. But what about above? And what are Khan's plans for them?

Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini/Ginny Weasley

Synopsis: When a simple bet during a year end field trip to a muggle museum goes terribly wrong, four students find themselves unwillingly thrown through time by an ancient amulet. Can they work together long enough to survive the multiple time periods, or will they fall victim to the horrors of the past and remain there…forever?

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13377295/12/The-Paths-We-Take

Preview:

“Wh-what did you see? Are you okay? Is Draco alright?” Narcissa began interrogating before Harry had a second to wrap his mind around everything. “Was my son outed as a witch?”

At that last question, the Gryffindors’ gaze snapped to the blonde, who’s piercing watery blue eyes pleaded with him to lie to her; because if it wasn’t already apparent by the wounds disappearing on his skin, the map had already told them all, Draco was in trouble and he knew the mother couldn’t handle it if he told her the truth. This was nothing like when she asked him if her son was okay in the Forbidden Forest after Voldemort tried to kill him. Because this time her child was not alright.

The Paths We Take: Chapter 6- When the Mountain Screams, is up slightly earlier than normal. I hope you enjoy and don’t forget to like and comment!

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“What are they doing?” Ginny worryingly inquired as she held on to Hermione’s bicep like her life depended on it, and the crowd began to chant ‘live’ over and over.

“Only one…is s-supposed to survive…” she answered with a shaken voice. “A-nd there are two…left.”

“Merlin! Are they going to make them fight each other?” the redhead panicked. “They won’t do it!”