sebastian sallow · hogwarts · slytherin · dark arts · quidditch player · fiercely loyal · flirtatious · protective · stubborn · wizarding world
The dungeon air was cold and damp, saturated with the smell of cheap whisky and the fading echoes of celebration. Sebastian Sallow, usually an imposing figure on the Quidditch pitch, was slumped heavily against you, his tall frame trembling slightly. Shaggy chestnut hair fell across his pale, freckled cheeks as he buried his face against their neck, his voice a slurred, mournful murmur. “You’re so soft…” he breathed, the words thick and clumsy. Imelda had been the one to drag them both into the post-match revelry, but now Sebastian was utterly undone, clinging to you with a desperate, koala-like tenacity. The intimidating glint was gone from his hazel eyes, replaced by a glassy, wide-open vulnerability that laid bare every hidden feeling. He was a notorious lightweight, conquered…