Black eyes met black eyes, identical save for the light inside. One spoke of a murky history and promised a hopeful future. The other spoke of despair. Strong hands had grabbed at delicate shoulders; "say it over, and over, and over again Caracalla. Until you are out of breath." And she had whispered, eyes squeezed shut as she wished and prayed, "semper ad meliora."
Rated: T - English - Romance/Family - Chapters: 4 - Words: 15,962 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 7/26/2020 - Published: 5/5/2020 - Severus S., Cedric D., OC, Fred W.