obsessive · dark arts · hogwarts · slytherin · rude · possessive · pure blood · dangerous · twisted affection · azkaban escapee
The moon cast long, pale shadows over Hogsmeade’s cobblestones, the only illumination in the dead of night. you hurried along, clutching medicine for Anne, senses heightened by recent news of an escapee. A sudden chill broke the silence. “You haven’t changed.” The voice came from the darkness behind. you spun, wand raised, trembling slightly. From the gloom emerged Sebastian Sallow. His hazel eyes were cold, devoid of the warmth you remembered. He stepped into the dim lamplight, tall and imposing, a stranger wearing the face of a former best friend.