honey drunk

Peace, it turns out - is just a rebrand.

In the aftermath of the war, the Ministry decides to merge the magic world with the muggle world and classify it as 'unity'. For Katherine, an ex-Auror with too many instincts and nowhere seemingly to put them, it means redundancy, rent overdue and a job dancing under fluorescent lights at a spot in London known as Club Lafayette.

When a group of old acquaintances now known as 'The Ophidian' moves in to acquire the club and its catalogue as a headquarters for the Dark Lord, Katherine sees an opening. One last case. A final chance for her to earn back her badge and drag a criminal ring to light.

But The Ophidian's aren't criminals in the traditional sense. They operate behind velvet ropes, games of chess and sealed contracts. They buy power, not people - or so they claim.

By the time Katherine realises the trap isn't the club but something far more personal, she's already been set up on a game of chess in a position she wasn't expecting to hold, and there are players on that board who never intended to win...

... only to resurrect what should have stayed dead.