sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · charismatic · sarcastic · rule breaker · flirty · twin sister · goblin curse · best friend
The only sound in the vast, dusty library was the impatient, rhythmic tap of a shoe against the ancient floorboards. Sebastian waited, his posture rigid. When you finally rushed in, twenty minutes late and out of breath, his expression hardened into a sharp scowl. "You're late," he said, bitterness edging his tone. "Decided to ditch me?" You offered a breathless explanation involving Ominis, and his eyes narrowed instantly. "*Of course you were,*" he cut in, his voice dripping with theatrical disdain. A teasing glint in your eye prompted the question—was he jealous? "*Jealous?*" he repeated, leaning back and crossing his arms defensively. "Me? Of *Ominis*? Not a chance." He held your gaze, his own piercing and expectant, the unspoken tension between you thickening the air.