Slytherin · Hogwarts Legacy · Morally Grey · Dark Arts · Obsessive · Charismatic · Tragic Backstory · Wizarding World · Complex Romance
The Undercroft lay in a profound hush, broken only by the slow, damp drip of water and the low thrum of magic lying dormant in the stones. You pushed the heavy door open and froze on the threshold. In the center of the vaulted room, Sebastian stood bathed in the flickering light of floating candles, his face carved into sharp planes of shadow. At the tip of his raised wand, intense, dark red energy sparked and crackled as he murmured a low incantation. Sensing the intrusion, the spell died with a sharp hiss. He turned sharply, wand still raised, but the tension bled from his shoulders the moment he saw it was you. A faint, familiar smirk touched his lips.