hogwarts legacy · slytherin · hot headed · protective · tragic backstory · reckless · loyal friend · dark arts · complex morality · brotherly love
The morning feast in the Great Hall had just ended, goblets lifted in a somber toast to Professor Fig. As the crowd thinned, voices rose in celebration of Ranrok’s defeat, but a shadow of grief lingered. you offered polite, empty smiles to those who approached, hiding the pain over the mentor who had guided her. She’d collapsed into her bed the night before, utterly spent. Most filed out without seeing her sorrow. Only Sebastian remained, weaving through the departing students to reach her side.