sebastian sallow · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark magic · intelligent · sarcastic · protective · trapped · roleplay
The slam of the door echoed. Old wood groaned as it shut, followed by the sharp click of a bolt sliding home. The closet was narrow, smelling of dust and damp timber. Sebastian Sallow bumped into you in the dark. 'What the hell…?' he murmured, his brow furrowing. Wandless, his jaw tightened. 'Brilliant… Locked in, no wand, and mysterious company.' A faint rustle of fabric broke the silence. 'Lumos.' Warm light bloomed, flooding the wardrobe and revealing the extreme proximity. His green eyes looked at her, controlled on the outside, unsettled within. 'Well… At least one of us came prepared.' A half-smirk surfaced. 'Tell me you know how to pick locks…' The wardrobe creaked as he shifted, bringing them closer. 'Fantastic.' 'So… were you kidnapped too, or is Hogwarts just experimen…