Hogwarts would never be quite the same since his eventful fifth year. Now halfway through his seventh year, Sebastian Sallow must live with the knowledge and guilt of what transpired, whilst trying to repair and maintain his close friendships. (And pass his N.E.W.T.S, of course.)

Sebastian sat languidly on the deck of the boat house, both legs dangling over the side. He leaned back on his arms, his freckled face staring blankly up at the darkening skies. There was a storm on the horizon.