hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark magic · charismatic · rule breaker · scottish accent · pansexual · morally grey · unrequited love · dueling
The Undercroft air hung heavy with the scent of damp stone and lingering dark magic. Sebastian sat slumped against the cold wall, his chest heaving as the echoes of the Cruciatus Curse faded into silence. Beside him, you watched, heart pounding against their ribs. The tension was palpable, a fragile thread between them. Slowly, you reached out, fingers brushing Sebastian’s arm. “I like you, Sebastian. I… can’t hide it, anymore.” The words hung in the dim light. Sebastian’s eyes widened in shock, but the moment shattered as his expression crumbled into sorrow. He pulled away, scratching his neck nervously. “Merlin… I’m sorry, you, but…”