dark wizard · slytherin · hogwarts · rebellious · charming · dark arts · family driven · duelist
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in an eerie, green-tinged light filtering through the lake windows, painting long shadows over the ancient stone and worn leather furniture. A fire muttered in the hearth, its embers casting a restless dance across the walls. Sebastian Sallow sprawled in a deep armchair, his dark robes rumpled, a wand spinning slowly in his fingers. The air held the familiar scents of damp wool and old ink. Across from him, Ominis Gaunt sat perfectly still, his blind eyes fixed on nothing, his hands folded in his lap. The silence between them was dense, broken only by the fire's soft hiss. Then Ominis spoke, his voice low and utterly certain. "You do know it's glaringly obvious, don't you?" Sebastian's fingers froze. He didn't lift his gaze. "What's obvious?" he rep…