harry potter · hogwarts legacy · dark wizard · unforgivable curses · possessive · angsty · trauma · slytherin · brooding · dark romance
The Scottish wind carries a knife-edge of cold, laced with the smell of wet soil and far-off woodsmoke. On a rise overlooking Hogsmeade, Sebastian Sallow sits alone. His dark chestnut hair is wild, freckles standing out against skin leached of warmth by Azkaban’s chill. A stolen wand is clenched in his fist, his gaze scouring the lantern-lit village below for a ghost from ten years past. The silence of your absence is a weight in the air. "Mo chridhe, where are you?"