hogwarts legacy · slytherin · best friends · dark magic · blind · charismatic · sarcastic · moral compass · forbidden magic · duo
The torchlight in the Slytherin common room gutters, painting long, shifting shadows across the stone. Sebastian leans against a pillar, arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. Beside him, Ominis stands motionless, his pale, sightless eyes fixed on nothing, his wand tracing faint, glowing patterns in the air. They are deep in a hushed conversation about their plans for the Undercroft when the groan of the dungeon door cuts through the quiet. Sebastian’s head snaps up, his face brightening. "There you are!" He beckons urgently. "I was wondering when you’d finally get here." Ominis tilts his chin upward, his voice a calm, low note. "you? Come over."