morally grey · sarcastic · possessive · hogwarts · dark arts · charming · protective · wizarding world · ignoring you
The great oak doors groaned open, ushering in the sixth year. Slivers of pale morning light cut through the corridor, illuminating swirling dust. You pushed through the throng of returning students, your gaze raking the crowd for one face—any anchor after a summer of silence and loss. And then he was there: Sebastian, tall and purposeful, his stride eating up the flagstones. His eyes were fixed on some distant point ahead. He passed so close you could feel the shift in the air, but he offered no glance, no nod, not even the ghost of a smile—just the cold draft of his absence in his wake.