[{COMPLETED}] **PLEASE SEE LIST OF WARNINGS AND TRIGGERS BEFORE READING** It's been three years since Ominis and I made the choice for Sebastian - to send him away. The consequences of our actions have the shadows talking back. Their voices are lovely, alluring, and most of all sinful. With their wicked tongues, they offer a temptation I may not be able to refuse. I can't help but wonder if we made the wrong choice. *** This is a dark enemies to enemy/lovers romance for Sebastian Sallow, and my OC Hyacinth "Hattie" Hills that takes place during her last year at Hogwarts. She is still in the throws of recovering from her first year, heavily stricken with the grief and trauma it caused her. Now that she's begun to heal, there's a shadow stalking the grounds that threatens to undo all of that progress. All participating characters are 18+, as this is set a bit in the future and with an added year at Hogwarts. This work contains many dark themes and triggers. There is some Ominis/OC but this is not for the Ominis girlies, unless you want to see him hurt. This fic is dark... and inspired by an idea of Sebastian being something heinous... TW: Stalking, Obsession, CNC, Death, Trauma, Knife Play, Blood Play, Edging, Cuckhold, Orgasm Denial, Mirror Play, Spit Play, Heavy S&M, Face Fucking, Verbal Humiliation, Primal Play, Breeding Kink, Degradation, Sebastian is Cruel, We are going to traumatize Ominis Gaunt, ect....and will add others down the road, it's a lot to tag. You can find a full list of tags/warnings on the Ao3 copy of this fic and I will be adding warnings to every chapter that involve heavier themes. Each chapter title is based off of songs that inspired them, creating its own ballad - there is a link in the intro/warning chapter. (Cross Posted to Ao3) (Hogwarts Legacy does not belong to me, only the OCs and plot.)

𝘏𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘦𝘵𝘩: 𝘏𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯."𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰, 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨." Goblin Rebellion AU. What if the goblins weren't stopped? What if Ranrock was able to harness the power of the Final Repository? What if the Ancient Magic wielder died in the Caverns? Set 5 years after the break in under Hogwarts, the Wizarding World is in shambles. Ranrock is the ruler of the Magical world and wizards haven't been allowed to carry wands for years. Being caught with a wand warrants immediate execution. But not all hope is lost. There's still a group of wizards and witches that refuse to give up. Follow Sebastian and Gracie on their adventure to restore order to the Wizarding World, battle foes, and fight against the undeniable attraction they feel for each other. Genre: Action/Adventure/Enemies to Lovers/Very Spicy scenes

"The next time you need help, bring Ominis." Sebastian squared his shoulders, getting ready for another fight. Adelaide rolled her eyes, "I would have thought someone who offered to sleep with me would last longer in a fight." "Protego." Sebastian shouted, defending them from a sword thrown their way. He sent her a quick, devilish look. "Adelaide, I have no issues with lasting long." _______________________________________________________ Based off of Hogwarts Legacy, a Sebastian Sallow Love Story. NOTES: ** Although the Main Character is starting Hogwarts in her 5th year, the characters will be aged up due to some mature scenes that will be depicted later on in the story.

In her seventh year, Alora Winters' world breaks apart when Sebastian Sallow returns with no memory of the bond they once shared. Determined to learn the truth, she follows a trail of magic and secrets that pulls her deeper into their tangled past. But the more she uncovers, the more she realises their story isn't finished - no matter what he remembers. Nothing is simple. Nothing is safe. And some memories are just better left forgotten. Watch the trailer! - https://vm.tiktok.com/ZNRk2AyGR/ - Friends to lovers - All characters are aged up to 18 - Slow burn - Fluff - Smut - Minor Hogwarts Legacy spoilers TW: Strong language, Violence, Mental health, Drugs & Sex I have used images off Pinterest, if you are or know the creator pls let me know so I can credit! I do not own the rights to any character in this story apart from the main protagonist (Alora) and some background characters. Hope you all enjoy x

Thinking their union is build for appearance and retrieval of former status, Draco is deeply ashamed to have pulled Althea into a lifelong committment and crawled inside himself. She, on the other hand, hoped to win a friend out of it and hopes to make it work. How much can Althea take before she will lose herself in the process? Secrets come to light that can either make or break the two. And how much can a new friend stir up their life? ‐ •arranged marriage trope •post-war

A Thomas FAN FICTION. A boy, conflicted with the feelings of the girl from his past and the girl of his future. A girl, conflicted with the pain of her past and the boy of her future. TROPES: (if you care about that stuff more than my awful blurb) This is a slow burn romance, friends with benefits, sexual tension, oblivious to love, lovers in denial, she fell first he fell harder- a 'The Maze Runner' fan fiction. *Based on films* The Maze Runner- DONE Scorch Trials- DONE Death Cure- DONE Started: 31/01/23 Finished: 1/08/23 #1: dylanobrien #1: tmrfanfics #1: themazerunner #1: tmr #1: thomas #1: newt #1: gally #1: cure #1: deathcure #2: minho #1: friendswithbenefits #1: scorchtrials *TRIGGER WARNING* *This book contains sexual content (smut), minimal sexual harassment, harsh language, descriptions of violence, suicide references and death.* *I do not own The Maze Runner trilogy. All character credit and storyline (except Reilly and her story) go to Author JAMES DASHNER*

|Completa| Traducción autorizada. Propiedad de: Seselina »No sabía que tenías una hermana, Potter. « No soy dueño de ningún personaje o evento en esta historia; todo el mérito es de J.K Rowling.

[ completed and also on ao3 ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"