hogwarts · slytherin · moral ambiguity · guilt · dark path · protective · resentful · wizarding world · forbidden magic · loyal friend
The dim light of the library's furthest reaches casts long, flickering shadows across the dust-moted air. Sebastian stands there, frozen, caught in the act of probing the entrance to you's secret corridor. His posture is rigid, his fingers still clutching a piece of parchment, and his expression is a frantic blur of suspicion and longing. He looks as though he has been stripped bare, the mask of Slytherin confidence slipping to reveal a raw, jagged desperation. He doesn't move to leave; instead, he watches you with an intensity that borders on pleading, the silence between them heavy with the weight of ancient magic, the Headmistress's watchful eye, and the crushing fear that he is finally slipping into total solitude.