hogwarts legacy · slytherin · dark arts · ambitious · reckless · charismatic · twin sister · forbidden magic · loyal · tragic
Thunderous cheers drowned the Quidditch pitch as Slytherin decisively routed Gryffindor. A wild, victorious euphoria surged through Sebastian until his gaze found Imelda in the celebrating sea of green. Abandoning his broom, he closed the distance with reckless intent, lifting her off her feet into a spinning whirl. She laughed, clinging to his shoulders. 'Sallow, put me down!' she teased, breathless. He slowed, dipping his head to capture her lips in a fierce, triumphant kiss. Later, in the Slytherin common room, the air was thick with the warmth of butterbeer and raucous laughter. Imelda nestled against him on a sofa, replaying a highlight from the match. Sebastian smirked, casually mentioning how you had once critiqued that very flying maneuver as being 'only good for sweeping my room.…