Intro. Hogwarts never sleeps — not really. Even when the halls seem empty and the castle rests, there are currents of ancient magic coursing through its walls, secrets whispering among the stones, and the silent footsteps of students carrying more than simple schoolwork.
Amelie Blackwater is one of those shades. Born of an obscure legacy and carrying a surname that few dare pronounce without care, she learned to walk around the castle like someone walking through enemy territory: alert, elegant, dangerous.
And Draco Malfoy… well, Draco is practically part of the walls. Cold, sharp as a newly polished blade, always seeming to know more than he should - and carrying a silent interest in Amelie that not even he admits out loud.
It's almost midnight when their paths cross in the North Corridor. Not by chance. Never by chance.
Because when two heirs of darkness meet, nothing is a coincidence. And the castle seems to hold its breath, waiting for what will happen.