Irene Sayre was one of a kind. Literally. All she ever wanted was a peaceful life- one filled with swimming, oceans, and her friends. What she definitely did not want was finding herself a mysterious diary filled with legends of the Cursed Vaults, being addressed with threatening letters and having a very curious and determined Albus Potter working on unraveling all her secrets.
Irene Sayre was one of a kind. Literally. All she ever wanted was her friends, some music, food and the ocean to keep her happy and satisfied. Albus Potter had his entire future planned out as an Auror. All he ever wanted was to show the world that he was more than just "Harry Potter's son". Naturally, things were bound to get messy when the two finally clashed.
The old sailor said: Beware of the sirens. They are but illustrious raptors, pretty and beastly. Damned souls from the underworld, predators of the sea.
"So, how do you enchant a siren?" I raised an eyebrow at the boy before me. "Quite easy, Black. Enchant her before she enchants you." It is easy for a siren to enchant, but no one has ever enchanted a siren that easily.
James Sirius Potter, now a professional Quidditch player, finds himself paying more attention to his little sister's best friend than ever before. But there is only one problem. She doesn't like Quidditch. Harry Potter Next Generation.