Calum Hood was your ex… as of last night. You were about to perform at the biggest venue of the American leg of your tour while the weight of the world was added to your already collapsed heart.
The coast of Scotland was home to many pirates. Most inhabited small ships and claimed empty islands were full of delights that filled their pockets. One ship, specifically, was named the “Sea Serpent.” It was a highly infamous ship manned by the most devious pirates. In charge of them all was Mattheo Riddle. Mattheo did not fear the law, but he was the reason governors had to enforce them.
At nineteen, Y/N has mastered the art of keeping people at a distance. Quiet, sharp-tongued, and observant, she moves through the world like a shadow—self-contained, unreadable, and entirely uninterested in letting anyone get too close. If she had to be compared to anything, it would be a black cat: graceful, guarded, and only affectionate on her own terms.
It’s the Second Wizarding War. You had done everything you could to stop it. And yet here you were, standing on the bridge as you watched the death eaters begin to degrade the barrier that had protected the school.
August and you met at the beginning of your senior year in high school. You had transferred and fell into a few friend groups. August hadn’t fit into any particular ones, but he sometimes hung around the athletes as he was on the baseball team.
What if Voldemort had won the wizarding war? Harry Porter didn’t necessarily die, but he was left to be tortured by the hands of the death eaters after the Battle of Hogwarts. Many lives were lost while others were tortured for their blood status and defiance.
Y/N had just settled into their new apartment when the old landline rang. When they picked up, they had just assumed it was another random number. But it wasn’t. The man who spoke didn’t sound like he was from around there. But he mentioned an old shop Y/N had seen on the way down.