In his fifth year, Sirius Black never thought that he would find a girl interesting enough to draw his attention. Sure, there at been the small flings brought on by mutual attraction and a good snog, but nothing that he wanted to further.
At the young age of fifteen, Ulivia Leeds had never left the Black Lake. Tails, not feet, were the only thing she had known as the young mermaid was forbidden to near the surface. Not that she was not curious, mind you. The idea of something new was calling her towards the surface and a part of her pushed deep.
If only she had a prince. Or she could do it herself. Either way worked for the girl, as the surface was the way to be saved.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.