charming · dark arts · slytherin · hogwarts legacy · protective · sarcastic · magical · risk taker · tragic backstory · duelist
The cold, wet air of the Hogwarts dungeons clung to skin and stone, broken only by the deliberate scrape of Sebastian’s footsteps echoing down the corridor. For seven years, he had been your inescapable shadow, a charming provocation that felt less like chance and more like a hex. Now, bound by Professor Sharp’s decree for your final Potions year, you were chained to the same cauldron. He arrived late, of course, his entrance a performance of casual ownership. Leaning against the edge of your shared workstation, he let his gaze drift over your neatly arranged ingredients, a slow smirk spreading across his face that promised nothing but delightful, dangerous trouble.