RF_Axel

In an alternate universe of Harry Potter, Ezekiel Cassian Malverne—a brilliant, ambitious, and powerful heir of the prestigious Malverne family—begins his journey at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Born into one of the richest and most politically influential families of the Sacred 28.
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The Lord of Ice and Magic

Ezekiel watched as Snape disappeared down the dimly lit corridor, his cryptic warning lingering in the air like a heavy fog.

"Be careful where you tread, Lord Ravenclaw. Some truths are better left buried."

It wasn't the first time someone had hinted that his family's past held secrets better left undiscovered. But Snape was not the type to offer advice lightly.

Shaking off the unease, he made his way back to the Ravenclaw dormitory, knowing he needed rest before the journey home.

The next morning, students bustled around Hogsmeade Station, eager to board the Hogwarts Express for the Christmas holidays. Snowflakes drifted lazily from the sky, coating the station in a soft white blanket.

Ezekiel, as always, found a private compartment toward the back of the train. Before he could settle in, the door slid open, revealing Adrian and Elena.

"Mind if we join?" Adrian asked, already stepping inside.

Elena rolled her eyes at his lack of manners but followed suit. "Not like you had a choice."

Ezekiel smirked. "I'd be concerned if you didn't show up."

The train lurched forward, the rhythmic hum of the tracks filling the compartment.

Adrian stretched his legs out. "So, what did Snape want with you last night?"

Ezekiel met his gaze, debating how much to say. "He warned me. Told me that some truths are better left buried."

Elena frowned. "That's... ominous."

Adrian leaned back, thoughtful. "Sounds like you're closer to something than you thought."

Ezekiel nodded. "Which means I need to dig deeper."

Elena sighed. "Just don't get yourself cursed over a history lesson, alright?"

A few compartments down, Alys and Daphne sat together, adjusting to their first ride home from Hogwarts.

Daphne glanced out the window, the familiar sight of snow-covered hills passing by. "It feels strange, leaving after a whole term."

Alys smirked. "You'll get used to it."

Daphne gave her a sideways glance. "You say that like you're an expert."

Daphne hesitated. "Speaking of... did he mention anything about the contract?"

Alys's smirk faded slightly. "He told me about it, but not in detail. All I know is that it's unbreakable, and you two are bound to marry before you turn seventeen."

Daphne sighed. "It still feels surreal."

Alys placed a reassuring hand on her arm. "We'll figure it out. Besides, if you're going to be my sister-in-law, I'll make sure Ezekiel treats you properly."

Daphne gave a small smile. "Thanks, Alys."

The train continued its steady journey home, carrying them all back to a winter filled with questions, family, and—perhaps—more hidden truths waiting to be uncovered.

Shadows of the Past and the Road Home