Our Time

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Hogwarts Legacy (Video Game)
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Our Time
Summary
Ophelia Blackheart hated her life. She hated her Father. She hated her siblings. And most of all, she hated her Mother.Yet sitting in the Manor Library with a silent portrait that looked suspiciously like her brought her peace in the nightmare. That was, until the woman began speaking for the first time in decades.Fourth year Ophelia doesn't want to wait until her Fifth year to know what the family secret is.But more importantly, why in the world did she look like a carbon copy of Ophelia Blackheart, the woman in the portrait. And why did Sebastian Sallow the Second look like a twin to his ancestor, Sebastian Sallow the first.
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Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

It’s like everyone at Hogwarts has forgotten. Forgotten Professor Fig, forgotten Ranrok and Victor Rookwood and Harlow. They’ve forgotten everything, forgotten that we lost Professor Fig, forgotten that we nearly lost our world to a goblin so hell bent on decimating wizardkind.

But I’ll never forget. I refuse to forget. Even when I’m old and grey, I’ll remember them all. Professor Fig, Lodgok, even the Keepers, all of the people who helped me on my journey, all the people who helped me to defeat Ranrok, Rookwood and Harlow. Those who died in order to protect Ancient Magic will not be forgotten.

Even as I prepare to finish my last year at Hogwarts, I plan to keep their memory alive. I will guarantee that they didn’t die in vain. Which is why I will be pursuing a career as an Auror for the Ministry of magic with Ominis at my side. I will be leaving Hogwarts next week with only one regret, a regret buried so deep it will never leave my lips.

And that is that I never said thank you to Sebastian Sallow. He helped me through so much, and I even entrusted him with the secret of Ancient Magic and yet, the moment he killed his Uncle, I could never bring myself to look at him in the same light again. Let alone speak of the incident. Ominis still thinks, even 2 years later, that we should’ve turned him over to the ministry but… I couldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to make that decision.

Sebastian, if you ever find my journal and read this. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there for you afterwards. Please find it somewhere in your heart to forgive yourself.

Yours truly,

Ophelia Blackheart

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