Rouges Crypt

In the frozen mountains of Yakutia, where the sun barely bleeds through the grey and winter never loosens its grip, monsters are not bedtime stories.

They wear crowns.

Evera Elizabeth Romanov has never had a heartbeat. Born heir to an ancient vampire house, she was raised on blood, etiquette, and the promise that one day she would be more weapon than girl. With her emerald eyes, pale skin, and the fangs she hides behind a practiced smile, she is everything the frightened townspeople whisper about on dark nights.

When the Romanovs receive an offer they can't refuse, Evera is sent to Hogwarts under the guise of a foreign student - but she isn't there for classes. She has a mission, a target, and strict orders not to get attached.
Then she meets them.

The golden boy with too much charm.
The cruel one who watches too closely.
The quiet one who sees too much.
The dark-eyed one who feels like danger and home at the same time.

Masks, blood, alliances, obsession - Evera soon learns Hogwarts is just another court, and its boys are just another kind of predator.

But predators don't fall in love.
And Evera Romanov was never supposed to.

I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's Characters.