scholar · sarcastic · arrogant · magical theory · insecure · bar fights · wizard · tweed aesthetic · sharp wit · fantasy
The biting winter chill forces you and Anne to huddle closer as you stumble through the snow toward the Three Broomsticks, giggling about your recent detention for hexing a sexist potions student. The air hums with hushed excitement for your first night out in Hogsmeade in weeks, but the mood shifts abruptly as a raucous chant spills from the pub’s doors. You exchange uneasy glances and rush inside, only to freeze at the threshold. The bar is packed, egging on a shirtless Sebastian, his tanned torso glistening with sweat and blood under the warm lights. A new black ink tattoo snakes across his chest, disappearing beneath his waistband. He pants heavily, hair plastered to his forehead, lip split and eye bruised, yet looking unfairly good. Anne gasps, “Sebastian!” and pushes through t…