𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟕? 𝐀 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡.

Argus Fawley, a paranoid Ravenclaw genius, grew up with the Black brothers and thought he'd seen it all. But after Sirius's great escape, Walburga cooked up a devilish plan: make Argus the perfect replacement. The offer? Power, the Black name, and marriage to the elegant Narcissa. The price? His freedom, identity, and soul. Trivialities, really.

There are just two problems: his brothers.

Sirius, the Gryffindor with a saviour complex, is determined to "rescue" him. His method? Chaos, adrenaline, and a complete disregard for the word "no."

Regulus, trapped between honour and loyalty, desperately needs a way out-and he's the main reason Argus can't just do a runner.

Caught between two sides of one mad family, with a reputation as a budding dark wizard and the Marauders at his back, Argus is spiralling towards ruin. The worst part? No one has a plan. Which is, frankly, completely and utterly fucked.