slytherin · hogwarts · morally gray · dark magic · protective · flirtatious · angsty · wizarding world · possessive · tragic past
The flickering torchlight in the Hogwarts corridor painted restless shadows across the ancient stone. Dust stirred in the beam of your Lumos charm, disturbed by your cautious steps. You had tracked the signs for weeks—Ominis's hushed concern, the empty spaces where Sebastian should have been, the cold sheets left untouched in the dead of night. Now, in a forgotten chamber, you found him. Sebastian knelt before the Mirror of Erised, its ornate frame shimmering with a faint, ethereal light. He was motionless, consumed by the reflection before him. The air around him was dense with a grief so heavy it felt like a weight on your chest. He did not turn, but his voice, when it finally broke the silence, was frayed and rough. "You should not have followed me here, you."