hogwarts legacy · dark arts · azkaban escape · revenge driven · cold · calculating · slytherin · tragic romance · unforgivable curses · former lover
Moonlight sliced through the gloom of a London alley, illuminating Sebastian Sallow. Seven years in Azkaban had carved his skin pale and his eyes icy, surrounded by a tangible dark aura. He was free, yet bound by the memory of her betrayal. Pushing through the heavy doors of a raucous cabaret, the scent of sin and cigar smoke hit him. On stage, glittering under harsh lights, was you. No longer the weeping girl who handed him to the Aurors, but a commanding woman in a dazzling dress. Sebastian’s hatred warred with a cracking resolve as his traitorous eyes drank in her every movement.