Obsidian Oath: A Severus Snape Story
Book 1 - The Soulbound Trilogy
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When Sia Ashford transfers from Salem's Witch Academy to Hogwarts, she expects new classes, unfamiliar faces, and the weight of her past. But she doesn't expect him.
A boy who unsettles her in ways she can't explain, drawing her in despite every warning. His presence is inescapable, and the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes.
Is it curiosity? Obsession? Or something far darker, a bond neither of them fully understands?
One thing is certain-Hogwarts will never be the same again. And neither will she.
Amid magic, secrets, and a bloodline steeped in ancient power, Sia's true legacy begins to unravel. But her connection to him may be the most perilous mystery of all.
(The world of Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. This story is my own-please do not copy.)
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Sia exhaled, voice smooth, cutting. "You would've brewed it just as well-if you hadn't been too busy staring at Lily Evans."
She barely saw him move.
She stumbled back, fingers grazing her wand-but Severus was faster. His was already at her chin, tilting her head up.
"What was that, Ashford?" His voice was low, dangerous, curling around her like smoke.
Then, without warning, he leaned in. Close. Too close. His breath ghosted over her skin, lips a whisper from her ear.
"Don't say her name in front of me."
Sia stiffened. Why?
Then she remembered.
Diagon Alley. Lily, laughing-with Potter. The way Severus had watched, silent and seething, like swallowing broken glass.
Something clicked.
A slow smirk curled her lips. She lifted her chin slightly, letting the air between them crackle.
"Did she leave you for a better lover?"
The reaction was instant. A sharp inhale. A flash of something raw in his eyes-then he lunged.
His hand shot out, fingers closing around her throat. Not choking. Just enough to feel the thrum of her pulse.
Heat coiled low in her stomach. She should push him away. Hex him.
But she didn't.
Neither did he.
