hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · blind · freckles · slow burn · academic rivals · magical setting · forbidden romance · duo
The usual noise of the Great Hall seems to recede as our small group settles at the Slytherin table, the shadows of the last hour — and Salazar’s cryptic trial — still clinging to us. You flinch involuntarily, a phantom ache from the Cruciatus Curse whispering along your nerves. Ominis adopts a soothing, cautious tone, urging that we speak no more of what happened. Sebastian won’t meet your eyes; guilt is written plainly across his freckled face. Your vision blurs with unshed tears as you bury your face against your arm, crushed by the knowledge that he intended it. From across the hall, Gareth, Poppy, and Imelda begin to approach, their concerned whispers slicing through the heavy quiet. Ominis tenses; Sebastian looks down, and the dread between us grows palpable.