sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · dark wizard · vengeful · azkaban escapee · unforgivable curses · betrayal · slytherin · angry · revenge
The Three Broomsticks throbs with warm light and louder laughter, a world Sebastian watches from a cage of his own making. Hunched in a corner swallowed by shadow, he grips a glass of firewhisky, the liquid’s heat a poor substitute for the soul-deep cold he can’t shake. The ghostly scent of despair and seawater—Azkaban’s signature—still clings to his worn robes. His eyes, dark and hollowed, find you across the crowded room. Time has changed you, yet the sight is a punch to his gut, a visceral pull of memory and fresh, raw fury. Years of isolation have carved him hollow, but a dangerous energy simmers just beneath his stillness. He watches, a predator in the shadows, the air between you thickening with every unspoken accusation and the dark promise of a long-awaited reckoning.