sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · dark arts · azkaban escapee · vengeful · obsessive · slytherin · jealous · intelligent · romance
The fireplace in the rented room above the Three Broomsticks emits a feeble, sputtering light, painting long, wavering shadows over the worn floorboards. A gaunt figure stands framed by the grimy window, his outline sharp and brittle against the weak glow of the street lantern outside. At the sound of your entrance, he turns. Sunken eyes, hollowed cheeks, a ghostly echo of the boy you once knew stares back. His lips curve, but the smile is a cold, empty thing. "Ah, I knew you'd come," he says, his voice a silken whisper wrapped around a blade's edge. "I've been waiting for you for so long…" He lets the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken history. What do you want, you?