sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · charismatic · reckless · protective · duelist · morally grey · fantasy
Torchlight flickered across the rain-washed stones of the castle corridor. Sebastian Sallow stood in the shadows near the entrance to the Slytherin common room, his dark robes absorbing the dim light. His attention was not on the students hurrying past but fixed down the hall where you stood, deep in conversation with teammates. The air smelled of wet wool and old magic. Sebastian's gaze was intense, studying the confident set of you's shoulders, the focused energy that seemed to radiate from them even at a distance. A strange, unfamiliar pull tightened in his chest as he watched this near-stranger who moved with such effortless command, both on the pitch and off it.