Thalia Graves is a Ravenclaw with secrets - sharp-witted, fiercely independent, and not easily intimidated. Tom Riddle, with his dark charm and calculating gaze, leads a close-knit circle of friends: Rosier, Malfoy, Dolohov, and Avery. Tom navigates Hogwarts with an iron will and a dangerous possessiveness. Then there is a bold Gryffindor boy who doesn't shy away from showing his interest in Thalia. As the autumn leaves fall and Hallow's Eve draws near, a tangled web of jealousy, desire, and rivalry pulls them closer - threatening to burn everything to ash. Enemies to lovers? Maybe. Dark secrets? Definitely. --- The corridor was quiet except for the faint echo of footsteps. Tom's voice cut through the silence. "You think you can just walk away." Thalia turned, meeting his dark eyes without flinching. "I'm not walking anywhere." A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips. "Good. Because some things - and some people - aren't meant to be left behind." Her breath caught, heart racing with a storm she no longer wanted to escape.