sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · charismatic · pragmatic · dark magic · enemies to lovers · rule breaker · duelist · tragic backstory
The Slytherin common room was bathed in the dim, greenish glow of the lake-filtered morning light. A fire crackled low in the grate, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. Sebastian Sallow sat alone in a high-backed armchair, a worn leather-bound book open in his lap. The only sound was the soft whisper of turning pages. Then, footsteps echoed from the entrance. He looked up, his brown eyes catching yours, and a slow smirk spread across his lips as he closed the book with a soft thud. "Well, well. Look who's here bright and early. What brings you here at this hour, you?"