In their sixth year at Hogwarts, a shadow hangs over the corridors-because Ginevra Wood (Own Character) and Sebastian Sallow are haunted by their past at every turn. What began as a fragile friendship turns into a battle against guilt, old scars, and new secrets. While the darkness of past decisions weighs heavily on Sebastian's heart, hope grows between classes, secret meetings of the Crossed Wands, and the search for a cure for Anne, hope that no one dares to admit. But nothing is forgotten at Hogwarts-and it takes more than courage to survive in the shadow of the past. Who dares to look behind the masks? Who shines when secrets threaten to absorb everything? Discover how much light is hidden in the shadows of the past-and whether loyalty brings hope or destroys everything. Note: This is a translation, to the best of my knowledge and belief, of my fan fiction, which I write in German. I would be very grateful for any suggestions for improvement regarding the language (or ideas for the storyline)! I look forward to hearing from you :-)

"Rookwood has discovered the repository. The order of things has changed in the magical community. I was supposed to save the world from dark wizards, but I was defeated. And now, I'm in chains. I am no more than an object they would like to see broken. Especially him. Him, who I now belong to. He who betrayed me. He that works for Rookwood. Sebastian Sallow is his Commander. And I am his favorite toy."

Sebastian Sallow hates Everleigh Grayson. Everleigh Grayson hates Sebastian Sallow. It has been a fact since she came as a transfer on her fifth year to Hogwarts. Three years later, the rivalry persists. She is Gryffindor Quidditch team Captain. He is Slytherin's. She is Head Girl. And he loves to get into trouble. She is a "good girl". And he is Hogwarts' bad boy. But perhaps, under all that animosity, the two of them are hiding a different type of feeling. Everything started with a List. And with an agreement. Disclaimer: This work is independent from The Serpent and The Bird, although I will be reusing the characters for this story. Trigger Warning: Mature and Explicit Content will be used. Graphic depictions and mentions of drugs and alcohol may be utilized.

[COMPLETED] Some witches are born to cast spells. She was forged to survive them. When fifth-year Elaine Aryndell arrives at Hogwarts, she carries more than scars - she carries ancient magic she was never meant to wield. Trained to fight without spells and haunted by her past, Elaine is thrust into a growing war against goblins, poachers, and power long buried beneath the castle. As her bond with Sebastian Sallow deepens, so does the danger, within and without. With Hogwarts at risk and her soul unraveling, Elaine must decide: will she be the weapon everyone fears, or the witch who breaks the cycle? ༓☾༓༒༓☽༓ This is my take on the Hogwarts Legacy story, with lots of classroom banter and bonding between the students. Since we've all played the game and know what happens during the trials, the overall story will be shortened, merged, or even skipped. The focus here is more on character interactions and later what happens after the goblin attack. If you're coming from The Heart of The Well and don't want to go through everything I'd suggest you start with the Chapter 37: It Feels Like Dying (this is where the split happens)

Sebastian Sallow is a tortured soul with the world on his shoulders whose only mission is to save his sister Anne - at any cost. Atley Barlowe is a budding new witch who also carries the world on her shoulders as she travels the road less traveled to unlock the secrets of her connection to ancient magic. Will the burdens of their lives, minds and souls prove to be too much or can they save each other? Sebastian Sallow x Fem!oc (but please feel free to replace "Atley" with your oc's name and "Barlowe" with your oc's last name in your mind if you'd prefer to read it that way.) Slow burn romance but will slowly become a deep and dark fic filled with heart swelling fluff, chaos, angst, magic, dark magic, romance, friendship, family, twists, turns and all sorts of soul crushing. This will be a LONG fic in order to keep the entirety of the story together - but for new or slow readers - do not worry, chapters are fast paced and kept at a manageable length. Will contain spoilers from the Hogwarts Legacy game. Characters aged up to year seven (18 years old). - *SPOILERS - There will be MANY spoilers for the HL game so read at your own risk ** TW: This story will contain themes of death, struggles in mental health, depression, PTSD, anxiety, violence, a bit of intimacy, terminal illness, blood, alcoholism, injury, self harm, "foul" language - if you are uncomfortable with any of these, please do not read! *** All characters aside from Atley and their likeness are owned, created and trademarked by Warner Bros, Portkey Games, the Wizarding World, etc... all rights to them. Story / original character owned by me. Occasional scenes be taken from the game and use quotes, but my own additions will be added to them. Lastly, thank you for reading and all your support! I don't plan to add many notes of my own but I would LOVE if you would leave your own thoughts, commentary and votes. It's always exciting to feel like I'm reading an annotated book passed around among friends! :)

Also known as "The Summer MC's Father Turned Completely Grey". Elise Delacour is no ordinary witch. Only a year ago she wasn't considered a witch at all! And look at her now: the talk of the school, Miss Troll Slayer, the Hero of Hogwarts. Is there a wardrobe somewhere you could walk in and walk out normal? When her best friend Sebastian Sallow agreed to share the summer in her family's London townhouse, he expected reprieve: a change of scenery, a chance to forget. What he didn't expect were backstabbing childhood friends, 33 matrimonial proposals, unstable magical explosions and dark alley encounters. Childhood ends, boundaries blur, a new threat stirs in the shadow of Sixth Year. They say opposites attract - Sebastian would say they are wrong. But when will his darling partner in crime see it? If only grief was a straight road... If only the most ancient form of magic came with a manual...