There is no person in the world Sebastian Sallow hates more than Avelina Black. Ask Avelina and she'd say the same about him. Sebastian blames her for failing to cure his sister Anne. Avelina blames him for ever placing that burden on her in the first place. They've spent years avoiding each other-until an Azkaban escapee attacks, demanding the strange necklace Avelina wears. Her uncle, the Hogwarts headmaster, sends her on a dangerous quest to uncover why. And insists Sebastian go with her as her protector. «⋅✧⋅» Enemies to Lovers | Sebastian Sallow x OC | First person POV | Dual POV Mature content (18+). Please read the introduction for trigger warnings, themes, and additional information before diving in. Avelina: "Quite frankly, Viv, I'd rather poke my eyes out with my wand than spend an entire evening with Sebastian Sallow!" I spat, my anger flaring. "I know, I'm sorry," Viv said, looking slightly guilty. "But it'll be good for you. You don't have to talk to him, just hang out with Liam." I shook my head in disbelief. "This is the worst day ever," I muttered. "I'm not going." Sebastian: And then, a thought slid into my mind that I didn't even try to suppress. I wanted to flip her over, put her on all fours, bury myself inside her, and fuck the hell out of her until she forgot her own name. The moment the thought crossed my mind, I froze. What the fuck? No. I hate her, I mean I do still, right? «⋅✦⋅» Ratings: #1 Academicrivals #2 Sebastiansallowfanfic #4 Sebastiansallow

16 year old June lay has just moved to Magdeburg, Germany for her fathers work with her mother and her 17 year old brother lee her parents have choose to home school them both as there german isn't amazing. One day a new friend of Junes drags her to a concert and whilst she's there she meets Tom kaulitz from the band yet she doesn't know who he is. "Do you smoke?" a deep voice comes from behind me "no" i respond "well that's a shame because that's my only pick up line" i turn and look at the boy with an accent he has a hat on with blond dreads sticking out from behind, his clothes are baggy and his face is beautiful. "Can i help you?" i speak looking at him "well no i just saw you crying so i thought i'd speak to you, thank god i did" he says looking me up and down whilst taking a long drag from his cigarette "what's your name beautiful?". I try to post a chapter everyday maybe sometimes 2 [started 3 may] [finished 1 july] check out my new story about tom called my favourite enemy🫶🏼