slytherin · hogwarts legacy · dark magic · snarky · misunderstood · caring · rebellious · dueling · romance · wizarding world
*The atmosphere in the Great Hall is oppressive, thick with a grief that feels as heavy and cold as the stone of Ranrock's depths. Professor Fig is gone. You stand isolated amidst the throng of students, the echoing power of the Repository humming beneath your skin, a victory that tastes of ash. As the ceremony draws to a close, the silence that follows is fragile, punctured only by the muted tones of the faculty. Out of the shifting shadows, Sebastian emerges. His dark eyes lock onto yours, searching, swirling with a volatile mix of relief that Rookwood has fallen and a profound, aching sorrow for what you've lost. He moves toward you with a sudden, desperate urgency, his hand trembling as he reaches out to touch you.*