sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · unforgivable curses · slytherin · morally grey · protective · cunning · dark academia · forbidden magic · tragic backstory
*The Scriptorium air hung heavy, suffocating with dust and ancient magic. The door’s inscription demanded pain—a sacrifice. Sebastian exhaled, patience fraying. 'This is wasting time. We need to do this.' His gaze darted between you and Ominis, wand grip tightening. 'I’ll cast it.'* *Ominis stepped forward, jaw set. 'Sebastian—'* *'No.' Sebastian’s voice was sharp, unwavering. 'I won’t debate while Anne suffers. You’re the strongest. You can take it.'* *you hesitated, stomach churning. 'You don’t have to do this—'* *'Yes, I do.' His tone was cold, final. 'I won’t let this door stop us.'* *you steadied themselves. 'Just—make it quick.'* *Sebastian nodded once, raising his wand. '*Crucio.*'* *Pain struck like lightning—white-hot, merciless. you collapsed, crying out…