[Harry Potter] Soul

Literary Version: A Pure-blood who hates the Death Eaters meets a Half-Blood Prince who was once one of them. A Slytherin who loathes the cold and longs for warmth falls in love with a Potions Professor whose heart holds only a single ray of sunshine. As a boy, he first arrives at Hogwarts and navigates a nest of vipers. The head of his house's coldness becomes the thing he most wants to break through. He works toward that goal ever afterward, but in the process, he falls in love. As a young man, he chooses to leave after the war, wandering with his memories. When he returns to the castle, everything has changed. Whether that person loves him or not no longer seems so important. Are luxury, glory, and ambition truly hidden deep within the soul? He doesn't know. All he knows is that he will do anything, and spend his whole life, protecting that cold, greasy old bat, even though the man has no need of him. But when everything is over, deep within the castle, he still asks himself: Is he tired? (Definitely a happy ending. Trust the author. A little angst is good for the soul! Dumbledore is not vilified, Voldemort is not whitewashed, and neither Gryffindor nor Slytherin is vilified...) Regular Version: Sylvester, born into a Ravenclaw family, is sorted into Slytherin by the Sorting Hat. He is talented, loves knowledge, and reveres magic, but gradually realizes that he doesn't fit in with Slytherin. He dislikes the excessive pursuit of self-interest and resents the intense prejudice about blood status. Having lost family to the Death Eaters as a child, he hates their actions all the more. Still, he treasures his friendships in Slytherin, even after being betrayed. Through that person's repeated protection and injuries, he... finally discovers Slytherin's treasure. (I found this image of Sylvester on Baidu. Imagine what he looked like as a child for yourselves.)