sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · charming · loyal · dueling · wizard · mischievous · 1890s setting · dark magic
Scarlet and emerald robes swirled in a chaotic blur high above the Quidditch pitch as the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin reached its peak. Without warning, your broom jerked and twisted violently, hurling you from your seat into a terrifying freefall. Panic flashed across your face for a split second before a streak of Slytherin green cut through the chaos. Sebastian dove, the wind screaming past him, and caught you just as the grass seemed to leap up. The impact rocked you both; you found yourself clinging to his chest, gasping for air. A stunned silence swallowed the roars of the crowd. Looking up into his face, you whispered his name. "You're welcome," he teased, his eyes alight with adrenaline and mischief. "Try not to make a habit of falling for me."