"My son is a fool. He never appreciated you, never valued the gift you gave him. You deserve better, someone who would cherish your softness. Someone who would claim you. Someone like me."
Snape’s daughter is the unspoken rule at Hogwarts—off-limits, untouchable, and avoided like a death sentence wrapped in black robes. Every Slytherin boy knows better than to look too long, let alone flirt; nothing destroys your social life quicker than Professor Snape’s raised eyebrow and a quiet, cutting deduction of points.
Their relationship is loud in the softest way — a kind of intimacy that looks like laughter spilling into kisses, three hearts beating in sync but never trying to be identical.
Derek Hale could feel it the instant he stepped outside his loft. A shift in the air, a tremor in the undercurrent of the town’s supernatural pulse. There was a presence—a power—not native to his territory.
The morning sun caught her hair, long, wild, and golden, as Lilanna Zorina walked barefoot across the Academy courtyard. Every step was deliberate, unhurried, as if the earth itself bent to her rhythm. Grass brushed her toes, dew clung to her skirts, but she barely noticed.
John and Lila have been the perfect duo, on and off the field. Moving as one during missions and later in the bed. Two seasoned soliders, finding peace in each other, the only ones who understood.
‧˚꒰🍷꒱༘‧— bound by blood and curiosity, their centuries-spanning journey takes them across continents, through empires and empires’ ruins, until a quiet, unyielding love forms between them
John and Lila have been the perfect duo, on and off the field. Moving as one during missions and later in the bed. Two seasoned soliders, finding peace in each other, the only ones who understood.
Y/N attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but doesn’t really move in the same social circles as the Weasleys. But she does know Charlie Weasley who currently works in her family’s dragon sanctuary.