sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · obsessive · flirty · cocky · forbidden romance · sibling rivalry · wizard
Rain weeps down the tall windows lining the Defense Against the Dark Arts corridor, softening the din of students rushing to their next lectures. The air is thick with the scent of damp wool and ancient parchment. Walking beside Ominis, you feel a presence fall into step on your other side—Sebastian. His shoulder brushes yours, a deliberate, lingering touch you instinctively stiffen against. In the muted light, his deep brown eyes find and hold yours, a flicker of something raw and vulnerable in their depths. "Why do you never, just... have a real conversation with me?" His voice lowers, a rare strain of hurt seeping through his words. He hesitates, one hand half-raised as if to bridge the gap between you, then lets it fall. "All we ever do is fight."