When his death took you from him, it was only fair for your death brought him back to you. Through life, through death, you would always be by each others side. ~~~ All respective characters belong to Vivziepop!
SPICY 7th Year Ominis Gaunt Love Story: Theresa Cauldwell loved and hated a lot of things, but there was nothing more she hated than the Pureblood enthusiasts who constantly reminded her that she had no place at Hogwarts. On the run from the Muggle world, Theresa only has the School as a safe haven...But when Muggle-b...
"That's where Sebastian's guilt met my guilt and, oh, what a dangerous form of amortentia it was." Ranrok was killed, Rookwood was dead, and the repository was opened. Madeleine had done her part, she had done everything asked of her. But whilst Madeleine believed that her story was over, someone else's was very much...
(This is book two in the moment of weakness series) "Do you know what happens when you clip a bird's wings?" He questions coldly, keeping his finger under my chin as he forces me to look at him. "They can't fly," I mutter, feeling his body circle around me as he watches me. "How many wings must I clip before you re...
From friends to lovers, against all the odds. Your magic woke up late for a reason. It was written in the stars for you to meet Sebastian Sallow. From "Your charm won't work on me, Sallow." to "How do you enjoy being Mrs. Sallow?" The delicious slow burn of falling for your best friend and ride or die. There is no way...
"You're a good friend, Hermione." She narrowed her eyes at him. "So we're on a first-name basis now?" He shrugged. "I feel it's only fair after spending every moment of our free time in a lab together. Also," he scratched at his chin in thought, "I'm pretty sure you're dating my best mate." Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TH...
The sorting hat declared that you were a Slytherin and you thought your life was over, you thought you were destined to become a poacher or an even worse type of wizarding criminal. But that wasn't the case, once you sat down at the table in the Great Hall swarming with emerald green. "Hello, I'm Sebastian Sallow, w...
I stare down at my tattered robe feeling its striking green cling to my gaze longfully. There was once a point in time when this robe was considered an honor to wear. The very body it clung to was granted the ultimate respect for merely being in its presence and now, it's nothing more than a vile reminder of the evil...