Oh, beauty, oh, joy, my disclaimer. I love the Kinkwarts RPG, and I am currently the official ICM Queen, and I like to think of myself as somewhat important. This story, this series, is based off of both the cooperative work of myself and my fellow muns at Kinkwarts, and I don't own all my characters; and, of course, the world of J.K. Rowling, whose castle I shall forever use in my own perverted fantasies. I won't, actually, be using Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy, or the other characters from the book; just her world. I think that covers it all, thanks much.

So without further ado, we shall progress upon my own personal road to nowhere.

She is, of course, everyone's wet dream. After all, she is the creation of a mind so twisted as to be actually, perhaps, broken.

Alita Therin. She seems, now, to have it all - the face of a porcelain doll, the figure of an athlete, the mind of a genius, and the means of a pureblood heiress.

Which, of course, she is. Slytherin accepts no less.

We begin at the start of her sixth year. There is a side story, of course, because there is always a side story with the characters in the series we span.

Suffice, for now, by saying that she has led a life that would not be called easy on any stretch. Instead, we will think of her story as a tragedy, much like that of Romeo and Juliet, except our Juliet has thrived and our Romeo was cast out of the castle while eating his sin.

That is enough for the time being. Now, we commence with the story.