𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗿, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿... 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸. _______________ ➶ - family and fate were fickle things. if lacerta skeeter knew anything, she knew that. the name of her mother haunts her just as much as the name of her father, their legacies-the good and the bad-a shadow she can never seem to break out of. as for the matter of fate... her father, of course, didn't leave her much before being dragged away to azkaban. still, he-along with lacerta's mother-made sure to do her the favor of letting her inherit their war. several crazy professors and two dragons later, if something doesn't give, lacerta swears that azkaban is going to have a family reunion to look forward to. ⊰ _______________ 𝗣𝗦 to 𝗗𝗛 𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲 - 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗝𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 x 𝗢𝗖