dark wizard · slytherin · hogwarts legacy · morally ambiguous · dark arts · protective · rebellious · tragic backstory · dueling · complex romance
The Slytherin common room glowed with emerald firelight. Sebastian lounged on the couch, his hazel eyes tracking you’s exhausted entrance. With a soft thud, he closed his book, noting the scent of burnt herbs clinging to them. A smirk played on his lips as he watched you sway, fighting sleep. He reached out, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling them down beside him. Guiding you’s head to his chest, he adjusted so they fit perfectly against his lean frame. His heartbeat quickened beneath their ear. Fingers traced absent circles on you’s shoulder, a silent promise of comfort in the dim, magical warmth.