Whispers of my heart - Sebastian Sallow x OC

Room of Requirement

As they stepped into the Room of Requirement, a world of magic unfolded before Sebastian's eyes. Moonlight streamed through the glass ceiling, casting an ethereal glow on the vast room filled with an abundance of greenery, antique furniture, and countless shelves of ancient books.

"So, this is your version Room of Requirement?"

"Yes. I used it last year for studying spells, growing magical plants, brewing potions, and housing magical creatures. It's been my secret sanctuary."

The room held an almost mystical charm with the moonlight filtering through the leaves, creating a dance of shadows on the walls. The air was filled with the soothing sounds of rustling leaves and the faint murmurs of creatures residing in the vivariums.

"This is incredible. You had this all to yourself?"

"I did. And now, I want to share it with you."

Ophelia led him towards a set of ornate doors, each one holding the promise of unknown wonders. She opened one, revealing a room that looked like a balcony overlooking a beautiful landscape with an easel, paints, and brushes—a haven for artistic expression. In one corner, a grand piano and a violin invited them to create their melodies.

"This is where the magic of art comes alive. You can paint pictures here and play music on the balcony. You'll be greeted with a breathtaking view of a landscape during sundown."

As they explored, they lost track of time amid the enchanting atmosphere. The vivariums housed various magical creatures—hippogriffs, moon calves, thestrals, kneazle, niffler and even a majestic phoenix. The paintings depicted scenes of ancient wizards, mythical creatures, and landscapes that seemed to stretch beyond the frame.

"I never imagined something like this could exist. It's like a dreamscape."

"That's precisely what I wanted to share with you—a dreamscape within the castle."

Their conversation continued, weaving between laughter, shared dreams, and the magic that surrounded them. The Room of Requirement became a shared sanctuary, a space where the boundaries of reality and enchantment blurred, leaving them with a night filled with shared secrets and the promise of many more magical moments to come.

As they moved to a plush sofa nestled between towering bookshelves, the room enveloped them in a cocoon of knowledge and tranquility. The soft glow of magical lights highlighted the intricate spines of ancient tomes.

"I never thought Hogwarts could hold such hidden wonders. Your room is like a treasure trove of magic."

"I'm glad you appreciate it. It's been a place of solace for me, especially during the late hours, when I couldn't sleep."

Their conversation meandered through the corridors of life—dreams, fears, and the peculiarities of the wizarding world. The more they talked, the heavier their eyelids became.

"I could listen to your stories forever, Sebastian."

"Let's take a moment to rest, then. We still have classes tomorrow, love."

Ophelia nestled against Sebastian, her head finding a comfortable spot on his chest. His arm naturally draped over her. The rhythmic cadence of their breaths harmonized with the soft rustling of pages from the nearby bookshelves.

Sebastian continued sharing tales, his voice gradually lulling Ophelia into a peaceful slumber. He gazed down at her with a gentle smile, admiring the serene beauty that graced her features, even in the vulnerability of sleep.

As the room embraced them in its magical embrace, Sebastian, too, succumbed to the drowsiness that lingered in the air. Content with the moment, he closed his eyes, joining Ophelia in the realm of dreams, where the enchantment of the Room of Requirement continued to weave its magic.