Ancient: The Legacy of Slytherin

Little Black Book

Arabella POV

I may have been possessed by the devil last night. I'm not sure what came over me, but the way I had Sebastian whimpering and begging made me feel more powerful than any ancient force could. He fell asleep in my arms with his head against my breasts as I gently stroked my nails up and down his bare back.

He was warm, so warm...so why was I cold right now? I shot up from my sleepy haze to find myself in my bed alone. I felt a pang of regret flood my body. Surely he wasn't just using me for...no. I didn't even want to let my mind wander there. I felt a panic attack coming on just as my hand came in contact with a piece of parchment on my pillow.

Love-

Please don't be upset with me for sneaking out. Thought I'd spare you the need to explain to Imelda. Find me later.

xo Seb

I breathed a sigh of relief as a goofy smile formed on my lips.

P.S.- Your breasts make for a glorious pillow.

I laughed and shook my head while grabbing my wand to cast Incendio on the parchment.

Sebastian POV

I think last night was the best sleep I ever had in my life, at least since Anne was cursed. Ara exhausted me with her devil mouth and then lulled me to sleep between her breasts- I don't think it gets any better than that.

Ominis was still asleep in his bed when I entered our dorm. It was early, but I wanted to spare Ara the awkwardness of having to explain our situation to Imelda. She was so easily flustered, I thought I was doing her a favor by leaving.

Something in our room felt...off.

I walked over to my bed and noticed a small, black leather-bound notebook on my pillow. I didn't have much experience with Dark Magic, but I had enough to know that the notebook had been touched by it. Weilding Dark Magic had a certain cold emptiness to it. But it also felt powerful. I made quite a few journeys into the Restricted section to study Dark Magic, specifically curses like the one plaguing Anne, but my searches didn't yield any results.

Well, except for learning the Unforgivable curses.

There were three of them in total, each one worse than the last. I thought it was important for me to learn and understand them if I had any hope of helping Anne. That type of knowledge shouldn't be considered restricted, anyways. Yes, it was dangerous, but wasn't understanding how to properly wield it better than having no idea at all?

The hardest part about all of my research was keeping it a secret from Ominis. He hated the Dark Arts thanks to his piece of work family. They used Unforgivables at their own whim, even going as far to make Ominis learn and perform the torture curse on innocent muggles. As a child. I felt for him, I did, but I couldn't let that stop me from trying to save Anne.

So when that little black book appeared on my pillow that morning, seeping with Dark Magic, I didn't hesitate to open it.

I took it into the bathroom in case Ominis woke up.

Property of L. Lestrange

I recognized the family name as one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, a group of pure-bood families who thought they were better than everyone else because of their blood status, which is an absurd notion. The Gaunts were also on that list.

I kept flipping through the pages, and it appeared to be a notebook kept by a former Slytherin student from the time when Salazar Slytherin himself was a Professor here. It spoke of a relic that could- did I just read that correctly? A relic that could reverse Dark Magic curses! Just like the one that Anne has!