The war is over. Voldemort is dead. But the shadows he cast still linger within the halls of Hogwarts.
Professor Severus Snape has survived, scarred in body and soul, now reluctantly serving as Headmaster in a castle haunted by whispers and unfinished wounds. His reputation as a double agent leaves him isolated, mistrusted by colleagues, and a target for things far darker than gossip-things that were never fully banished after the war.
Enter Professor Alera Dorne, a brilliant new hire in the field of Magical Theory, young, enigmatic, and far more powerful than anyone suspects. Her arrival isn't by accident-it's part gratitude, part penance, and entirely a secret.
Because Alera is a vampire.
She once saved Snape's life in the chaos of the final battle, and now she watches over him from the shadows, quietly protecting him from threats within and beyond the castle. But as danger creeps closer and trust begins to form between them, truths will surface-about the war, about survival, and about the line between monster and man.
A story of healing, mystery, and love, set in a world where light and dark are never truly separate.
[ongoing] In which agony was a constant struggle and the past kept haunting the future.
The war was meant to fix the Wizarding World, but instead it left people angry, grieving, and desperate for answers. Many witches and wizards were still hunting for those who had taken their loved ones.
Elara Hayes knew that pain. She had lost her parents and had no family left. Returning to Hogwarts for her final year felt impossible, but she had no choice but to face it.
Theodore Nott had returned too - only now he was the new Potions professor. He had been kidnapped and tortured after the war, but unlike his friends, he'd been released. No one understood why. And that was a mystery in itself.
Now Elara and Theo found themselves in the same castle again, both carrying heavy pasts and trying to survive in a world that felt unfamiliar.
They needed comfort, connection-something to make them feel alive again.
But he was a professor.
She was a student.
And no matter how strong the pull was, they both knew one thing:
It was wrong.