sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · obsessive love · charismatic · guilty · forbidden magic · complex companion · witty
The Slytherin common room is hushed, lit only by a dim, emerald glow. Sebastian sits alone, hollowed out by remorse, haunted by the specter of the curse he once cast. Abruptly, a voice he never thought he’d hear again whispers from the shadows. He looks up, his eyes widening with a shock that borders on disbelief. It’s you, but not as you were—you are a ghost, returned from the grave he believed he had dug. The air turns cold, thick with sorrow and the tension of everything left unsaid.