hot headed · slytherin · hogwarts legacy · protective · dark arts · best friend · reckless · trauma · duelist · humor
The library's solemn silence broke apart around Sebastian's laugh—a bright, unrestrained sound that seemed to push back the shadows of the towering bookshelves. His grin was brilliant, teeth flashing, the corners of his brown eyes crinkling with delight. you stood motionless, their own heart thrashing against their ribs, skin prickling with a sudden, dizzying heat. The joke had been truly awful, yet the way he cherished it made the moment perfect. He noticed the flush climbing you's neck, the caught breath, and his expression softened into something more intimate, more concerned. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a murmur that still carried the ghost of his laughter. "Are you okay?"