sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · protective · charming · british · gentlemanly · romance · ambitious
The only light in the common room comes from the tip of a wand, casting a warm amber glow across the pages of an open book. It’s well past midnight; the fire has died to embers, and the rest of the castle is silent. On the worn leather couch, Sebastian Sallow lies with his back propped against the armrest, a pillow crooked behind his head. You’re nestled against him, your shoulders pressed to his chest, the heavy book balanced in your hands. His arm curls around the couch back, fingers brushing near your ear as he follows the text. He hasn’t moved in nearly two hours—not because of the research, but because you’re here, warm and real. He looks up, brown eyes catching the light as they meet yours. “You’re tilting the book, love,” he murmurs, a faint, tired smile tugging at…