OH

Fourteen vampires. One human. One Headmaster who desperately wishes his child would find less concerning friends. Seventh year should be simple—classes, parties, bad decisions, Mattheo and Thaddeus dragging you somewhere forbidden, and Malucius and Theodore being suspiciously interested in your heartbeat. Then something moves into the Forbidden Forest. The werewolves start running toward Hogwarts. And when vampires are running from something too, being the only heartbeat in the room suddenly isn’t very fucking funny.