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Whispers in Hogsmeade

Sebinis Prompt Fest 2024

I used two of the prompts suggested by @Nigelly

A date in Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley/Knockturn Alley

Taking care of a pet together (can be Canon Universe or Modern AU)

No warnings on this work.

Sebastian had finally convinced Ominis to come with him for a visit to Hogsmeade. Ominis had been reluctant, finding himself confused by his changing feelings towards Sebastian. They were friends. They have been friends for years, and yes, while it’s fairly common for love to blossom from friendship, it didn’t happen too often between two wizards, at least in the public eye.

They walked together, Sebastian guiding Ominis from his elbow when needed, idly chatting. When they arrived, Sebastian first led Ominis towards honeydukes where they spent a bit of time sampling some candies until Sebastian convinced Ominis to buy a couple of pouches for them to share later. Next, they headed towards the Three Broomsticks. As they walked Ominis noticed how their hands would swing back and forth next to each other, but their fingers would loosely touch, sending shivers down Ominis’ back. Ominis could have sworn he felt Sebastian's fingers try to catch his own, but he ignored the feeling, thinking Sebastian couldn't possibly be interested in that. Sebastian had plenty of opportunities to hold Ominis' hand or to share with him any feelings that went beyond friendship. Why would something suddenly be different?

Once they reach the Three Broomsticks, Sebastian asked Ominis to wait outside

“Why?” Ominis asked. "Because I asked you," Sebastian responded.

Ominis rolled his eyes before leaning his back against the building, crossing his legs and arms. He heard the sound of Sebastian opening the door and heading inside. He waited quietly, letting his thoughts run wild about how he and Sebastian could have a future together. Whether it be friends or not, they could share a home after school. They could work together, could do plenty of things together and it didn't have to be romantic, even though Ominis may want it to be. So he supposed that as long as he had Sebastian in this life, he could live happily enough. . Ominis was startled out of his daydream as the doors from the Three Broomsticks slammed open and Sebastian walked out in a cheerful mood.

“All right, Ominis, got what we need. We're going to head over to the moor over there. I've got a bit of a surprise for you.” Sebastian grabbed Ominis by the hand and started pulling him along. The initial pull was a bit rough and Ominis stumbled to get his feet under him as he followed.. He was surprised by how soft Sebastian's hand held him. It was a guiding touch, but it felt somehow more, maybe a bit possessive. Ominis felt his breath catch as Sebastian's fingers suddenly linked with his all while pulling him along to a little spot outside of Hogsmeade.

“Where are we going Sebastian?” Ominis asked, curious to know where his friend was taking him. “Just a little ways more now. Not too far out of Hogsmeade. I just wanted to show you something. It's a surprise actually.” Ominis scowled a bit. Not actually mad but confused and his mind was running away with ideas that he knew he shouldn't be thinking about. After another minute, Sebastian announced that they had arrived at the special location. He listened as Sebastian dropped something onto the ground and was making a lot of noise as though he was setting something up.

“Sebastian, what are you doing?” “ I'm setting up a picnic, Ominis. I thought it would be something different we could do, spend some time together.” “That’s the surprise? A Picnic? That’s kind of you.” “ Actually, no. Well, it's part of the surprise but it's not all of it. Just…just sit down here.”

Sebastian pulled Ominis over a few steps and Ominis could feel the texture below his shoes change slightly. Sebastian pushed down on his shoulders while telling him to sit down. Ominis slowly lowered himself to the ground, his hand finding the delicate touch of a blanket below him. He sat sitting with his legs crossed, his fingers tapping aimlessly on his bent knees. Sebastian continued to work the sounds of clinking glasses and plates being settled whirled throughout Ominis' ears. Knowing now about the picnic Ominis could place the different sounds he was hearing until the last sound. He assumedIt was a bowl, as Sebastian was pouring something into it, tiny plonks as something hit the ceramic of the bowl.

“What's that for? What is it?” Ominis asked “Oh this is for the second part of your surprise.” Sebastian responded. “How many parts are there for this surprise?” Ominis almost felt like he could see the smile form on Sebastian's face.

He heard Sebastian sit down next to him muddling about pulling something from the basket and handing it to Ominis

“Three parts. Here’s a pasty from the Three Broomsticks, figured we could share our lunch together while we wait the remainder of you're surprised to show up.”

“To show up? We're waiting for someone else to join us? When I agreed to come here, I thought it was only going to be the two of us. I don't particularly like being around many people or any people for that matter, except for you of course.”

" I know Ominis, I know. Don't worry your pretty little head over it. We're waiting for something to show up but it won't make you uncomfortable.”

‘Pretty little head’ is what repeated in Ominis' mind and he became a bit dazed accepting Sebastian's response without any more questions. Why ask when his friend referred to him as pretty? They ate in silence for a bit until Sebastian suddenly graspedOminis’ hand again.

“They're coming. They're coming. Get ready!” Ominis bit his lip a bit nervous as to what was coming. While Sebastian may be fully aware of what was approaching, Ominis could only imagine.

“Sebastian, I hope you know what you're doing. I don't….I'm not quite comfortable.”

“Come here buddy! Come here.” Ominis then heard Sebastian tsk his tongue several times. Sebastian lifted his hand and reached it forward and Ominis' fingertips touched something soft. He heard a quiet meow and smiled as his fingers then pushed into the fur of a small cat eating out of the bowl Sebastian had filled earlier.

“You brought me a cat?” asked Ominis.

“Well, yes, I know you love them. They're all over the castle but this one seems to follow you around quite a bit. When I realized that I kind of brought her out here so she could meet us. I knew she would show up with all the food and you here.”

“This one follows me around.”

“Yeah it's quite adorable to see. I set up a bunch of food all over the place.”

The cat shook himself a bit. Ominis raised his hand and allowed the kitty to go back to eating.

“What do you mean the food is all over the place?”

“Oh,” answered Sebastian. “Well, I wanted to make sure he came. So, yeah I mean, I poured the bowl here of food but there's also some a couple metres away…and then a few more beyond those and a couple beyond those. Actually, we're quite surrounded by cat food at this time.”

“Sebastian, you put us surrounded by cat food. Do you think only cats are going to show up?”

“Why? What else would come? It's cat food. Sure, maybe a couple more cats but…” Ominis playfully shoved Sebastian on the shoulder.

“It's still food! Any animal cloud show up, magical or muggle.”

“Well then I didn't just get you a cat. I got you an animal sanctuary…. Yes that sounds about right. but you only be able to take the one back.”

“Take him back?” Ominis asked, “I'm to keep him.”

“Of course. I asked professor Weasley if that would be okay. There's cats all over the castle, so what's difference if we put a little band on this one that says it's yours?

“I… I don't know. I suppose that would be alright. That's very kind of you.”

“Well I’ve got to be kind. It would be silly if I did something very stupid for our first date … .Which is the third part of the surprise.” Ominis’ head whipped to the side. His eyes glaring at where Sebastian would be seated.

“This….this is a date?” Ominis swallowed thickly.

“Yes, I suppose I didn't quite ask it fairly but I was worried you would say no. So I just thought we'd come out and I’d pretend it was a regular day, but just do something a little different and special and that maybe…maybe you would think that I was special and..and consider that the friendship between us is the best thing but it could be more, if you wanted it to be more.” The pace of Sebastian's words increased as he continued, until he was no longer taking breaks between his words.

With that, Sebastian slowly moved his hand across the blanket, allowing it to cover Ominis' hand that was sitting there. Ominis could feel Sebastian leaning forward and he took a slight gaspy breath in as Sebastian whispered to him.

“Maybe I should have asked properly, but I didn't want you to say no. I just couldn't take another day of not being able to touch you, to be able to link my hand with yours.”

Sebastian's free hand reached out and and gently cradled Ominis' chin in his hand. He shifted towards Ominis, and Ominis felt Sebastian lean forward until their lips met. Ominis closed his eyes as the sweet lips of Sebastian pressed against his own. It was gentle, soft like a wisp of air flowing by. Ominis could barely believe it was real.He suddenly sat up straight, pulling himself away from Sebastian and cleared his throat.

“That was unexpected.” Ominis stated.

“But was it unwelcomed? Sebastian asked.

“Oh no! Of course not. I love the cat. I want to be able to take care of het and take her back to the castle with me. With us. I've always wanted a pet.”

Sebastian pulled his hand away from Ominis. “I'm glad I could make you happy with it.” Sebastian said sadly.

Ominis took a deep breath. He knew he had to acknowledge that Sebastian had just kissed him but he didn't know how to do it. His heart was beating a thousand times a minute and while he was happy, his mind was panicking. What's to become of them? What if something goes wrong and they no longer have a friendship between each other? What if they break up and the cat has been so attuned to both of them? How could they ever deal with it? How would they ever decide where the cat would go once they left school? “Ominis,” Sebastian said quietly. “Are you only happy about the cat or…” his voice cut away.

“We should name it.”

“Right,” Sebastian replied, his voice clearly sounding defeated

“Sebastian. I'm sorry I just…I don't know how to process everything that's going on in my head right now.”

“You don't need to Ominis. I figured that if you had similar feelings, this would just be easy.”

“That's not true! If anything my feelings are overwhelmingly similar but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what this will mean for us. I'm afraid of what this will mean for my and your family. I'm afraid of what this will mean to the public and I'm.” Sebastian cut them off.

“It doesn't matter what it means for all of that. Only what it means for you and I. And I want more with you.”

Ominis felt the cat crawl onto his lap, settling down, curling into a ball to take a bit of a nap. He looked down at her, touching her softly. Wishing he could see the softness of her fur.

“Ominis, please.” Sebastian whispered in his ear. “Just say anything. Say something?”

Ominis shook his head a few times before he looked back up and turned towards Sebastian He pressed his forehead against Sebastians. Their mouths close to each other to where Sebastian could feel Ominis lips move when he spoke.

“We need to pick a name for her, because she's ours and we will both be taking care of her, because that's what pet parents do. Together, like you want us to be.”

Ominis felt Sebastian's lips spread into a smile and with that indication Ominis leaned forward just the last bit of space between them. This time the kiss was slow, but their mouths quickly opened, an invitation to Sebastian to explore the mouth of his friend turned lover. Their focus was completely on each other. They spent what seemed like forever snogging, smiling and laughing. The world around them seemed to disappear until they heard a meow and then another meow and then another meow. They pulled apart, Ominis going to pet the cat on his lap as though she was upset.

Then he heard Sebastian. “Uh-oh.”

“What's uh-oh?” Ominis asked.

“Well, the food I put around us. You may have been right about other animals.”

“Oh Merlin, what do you mean Sebastian?”

“There's a few more cats.”

“How many is a few?” He heard Sebastian muttering through numbers.

“Don’t worry about the cats. I’d be more concerned about the Puffskeins. I'm pretty sure I also see a few nifflers and even some diricawls are coming around. Any of them will eat cat food huh? I didn't. I didn't realize.”

“Obviously you didn't realize. You can't possibly think we're taking all of these back to Hogwarts!”

“No. We can’t. Gods, this is a bit of a disaster.

“I'm not going to be responsible for all these animals Sebastian, so you better hope they eat this cat food and disappear.”

“Right? Well maybe it's time we pack up anyways, we've seemingly been here for a while. The sun is nearly setting and well…

“It's been wonderful.” Ominis finished.

Sebastian quickly packed up everything around them, pulling Ominis to his feet and pressing his lips against his again. Sebastian knelt down and picked up their cat, handing it to Ominis.

As they walked back through Hogsmeade, passing through on their way to Hogwarts, they spoke about the cat.

“What's her name?” Sebastian asked.

“You know I think we should name her Poppy. After our friend of course. She spends so much time dedicated to animals and it only seems right that when we're finally taking care of an animal, it's in honor of her.” Ominis lifted the cat once again, resettling her in his arms.

“I think that's a grand idea,” Sebastian responded.

He grabbed Ominis' hand and they continued their journey, now full of smiles and blushes. Poppy stayed happy and Ominis’ arms for the trip back. Once they made it inside the walls of Hogwarts, Ominis placed Poppy down and let her walk and follow them to the castle doors.

“Sebastian, today was wonderful, thank you. I'm quite happy with the outcome.”

Sebastian squeezed Ominis’ hand before stilling and letting out a confused laugh. “Yeah it was quite wonderful.”

They walked forward a bit more.

“We should keep moving, it's nearly curfew…we need to get inside.”

They picked up their pace. Sebastian, confirming to Ominis that Poppy was following them. As they neared the door they ran into Garreth who was also on his way quickly back to the dorms.

“Hey mates, what are you up to today? What's what's with the animals?” Garreth posed.

“Animals?” Ominis questioned. “It's just the cat. It's our cat.”

“Oh yeah the one who's near you but what about all the other ones?”

“Garreth, stop talking,” Sebastian whispered angrily.

“What other ones?” Ominis stated, his voice a bit annoyed as he turned to look towards Sebastian.

“So maybe all those other animals also followed us back to Hogwarts. We really should get inside and get to the dorm before we get in trouble for being so late. Okay? Bye Garreth!”

Sebastian pulled Ominis once again, running into the castle and closing the doors before the menagerie he created could follow.

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(Evelyne belongs to @libellule-ao3) (I was scolded by Tumblr for the image being too sexually explicit, so I'm reposting it with a link to Poipiku 🥲)

After seeing the comment libellule gave me on my piece yesterday, I couldn't resist drawing this (thanks for the great idea!) The intimate moments enjoy with Ominis ordering to put on his coat naked must be amazing🥵💓

The full version is on Poipiku

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The Aftermath - Chapter 6

A03

Previous Chapter

TW: One occurance of vomiting, not detailed.

Ominis was softly humming to himself as he entered the elevator to the Undercroft.  He was finding it harder and harder to keep his face stoic, the warmth he felt from being with Threnody was influencing his ability to keep his general unapproachable attitude at the forefront.  He was hoping to have spoken with her more about their little tiff the previous night, but her study session with Garreth must have run long.  While she had stayed in his bed overnight, he still felt rattled by her confession.  Sebastian had already made him question his feelings and plans, and now knowing that Threnody was also worried about their future had led to a restless night.  

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Ominis had been awake, ‘watching’ Threnody sleep the only way he could - facing her, his hand gently laid against her face.  

“Already sleeping together?  I didn’t know you had even approached her yet about courting.”

Ominis kept himself from looking over at Sebastian.  “I haven’t.  It’s not - she wasn’t feeling well last night.  I wanted her to be here in case she was ill, so one of us could help her.  I wasn’t going to wake you up just to jump into bed with us.”

“Sure, sure.  You still plan to ask her though?”  Ominis listened to Sebastian moving around, preparing for the day, as he should have also been doing.

“I do.”

“And you expect that she will accept?”

“Yes.”  Ominis couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth.  “I’ve considered the things you’ve said, Sebastian, about her and…”

“It’s fine Ominis, you should do what you want.  I just hope, for both your sakes, that nothing goes awry.”

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Ominis was brought back to the current time as he felt the telltale rumbling of the elevator, indicating he had arrived at his destination.  Stepping inside the Undercroft, the sound of screaming hit him from across the room.

“Threnody?  Is everything alright?”  He picked up his pace as he moved across the room, his concern raising with the lack of her response.

“Ren, what’s the matter?”  Another sob from her made him go running, nearly tripping over her as he fell to the ground to comfort her.

“Shhh, shhh, tell me what happened.”  Ominis reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders.  He was surprised to feel her bare skin.  He traced one hand down her arm, his breath catching when he felt the rope holding her hands together.  His other hand ran down the front of her chest, quickly pulling away when he felt her breast.  “Oh, I…oh Merlin, I’m sorry - I didn’t realize…”  He cut himself off, grabbing his wand and holding it to the rope, casting a light ‘diffindo, ’ releasing her from the binding.

His voice became panicked, his eyes wide and confused.  “Where is your robe?  Your wand?”  Ominis moved his hands, beginning to remove his own robe to cover her with it.  “Why are you not wearing a blouse?  What the hell is…”

Ominis was interrupted by a loud yell of ‘Depulso,’ which sent him flying back into the wall.  The sound of Threnody’s screaming became louder as he was ripped from her.

He groaned as his body smashed into a wall.  His eyes blinked open, and he saw splashes of color across the room before they faded back to the dullness of gray.  His head was throbbing, and he could hear the muffled but frantic steps of Sebastian running to Threnody.  

‘Threnody’  He rubbed his temple as he thought to himself.  Ominis started to move, slowly pushing himself up from the ground.  He could hear Sebastian speaking to Threnody, asking if she was okay, and Ominis nearly startled himself as his memory of the past moment flooded back to him.  He started towards the two others again, stumbling, but before he had even fully taken a step, Ominis was being pushed back by Sebastian, who grabbed his robe and started yelling in his face.

“What the fuck were you doing Ominis?  Hmm?  She says no to your courting idea so you try to force yourself onto her?”  Sebastian was shouting, making Ominis flinch as his friend's fingers tightened as his collar.  “How could you do that to her?”

Ominis shook his head once more, finally brushing away the cloudiness that had laid over his brain since his fall.  He shoved Sebastian off of him, immediately marching back towards Threnody.

“Fuck you Sebastian!  I came down here at your request, and this is how I found her.  I was trying to help her when you pushed me away.”

He pulled off his robe as he knelt next to her, moving it to lay over Threnody’s shoulders, allowing her to cover herself.  He tried to encourage her to move her arms into the robe, but she kept her hands at her face.  Ominis brought his head down to her shoulder, whispering delicately in her ear “Please Threnody, let me help you cover up.”  

Ominis could hear Sebastian still blabbering away behind him, calling his name.  He continued to ignore Sebastian as he gently pulled back on Threnody’s forearm, helping her to slide said arm into his robe.  The process was repeated on her other side, and Ominis moved to her front, closing and securing the robe around her.  Once he had Threnody wrapped in his robe as securely as he could get it, he turned to Sebastian.  

“What, Sebastian?  What?  We have to move her, to get her somewhere that she feels safe.  Probably back to our room.”

“No, Ominis, we need to take her to the hospital wing.  We should move quickly.”

“The hospital wing?  What is going on?  What is wrong?  She’s hurt?  Threnody, you’re hurt?”

He felt Sebastian place a hand on his shoulder as he stood, listening to the words Sebastian whispered into his ear.

“What….what the hell does that mean Sebastian?” Ominis snapped his head around towards Sebastian, a look of absolute horror on his face. “That can’t be - you must be mistaken.”

“Go Ominis, go get Professor Weasley, she should meet us upstairs.”

“No, I’m not leaving Threnody - you go get Weasley!”  Ominis was losing control, he was beginning to stutter, becoming angry as Sebastian pushed him away from Threnody.

“Ominis - listen to me.  Threnody needs to get upstairs to see Nurse Blainey now.  She isn’t really being coherent right now, and you won’t be able to carry her, so I have to do it.  Go get Weasley and you will both meet us there.  Please.”

“And what am I to tell her?  We found Ren in the Undercroft after curfew?  We can’t give away this location!”

“No just, tell her you found Threnody in the girls bathroom in the dungeons.  She hadn’t come back from the library and you were worried.”

Ominis could hear the concern in Sebastian's voice, and nodded back at him.  He was scared, and knew Sebastian was right about getting Threnody out of the undercroft and upstairs.  He waited for Sebastian to take Threnody to the elevator, pacing as he waited for his turn.  His mind was running wild.  Before entering the elevator, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  *Focus.  You need to focus.  Get Weasley, get her upstairs, that’s all you have to do.*  

Once back to the main level of Hogwarts, He made his way over to the teacher quarters, unlocking the doors and shoving them open, no concern for the prefects monitoring the area.

“Hey you, you can’t be in here, get out and get to your dorm.”

“Which room belongs to Professor Weasley?”

The prefect came over to Ominis, “What is your deal? Deaf as well as blind?  Get the hell out of here Gaunt.”

He was reaching an emotional overload.  The anger in Ominis rose to the surface, casting out like a flash of lightning, shoving his wand into the boy’s chest.  “You already know who I am, so you also know damn well what I am capable of.  You are going to take me to Weasley's room, right now, or face the consequences of being on the other end of this wand.”

The prefect shoved Ominis off of him, moving towards a door and knocking on it several times.  Ominis followed the student, who called him a freak before walking away as the door was answered.

“Mr. Gaunt, you are out quite late, I assume you have”

“You have to come to the hospital wing with me.  Now, right now.”  Ominis wouldn’t let Professor Weasley finish her sentence, his only goal was to get back to Threnody as fast as possible.

“You seem in fine health Mr. Gaunt, besides, I don’t think you need an adult escort unless you were seriously ill.”

“No, Damnit, please, we need to go.”  Ominis grabbed Weasley’s hand and pulled her out into the hall, moving towards the hospital.  “It’s Threnody, she's…something is wrong.  Sebastian is taking her to the hospital, and I was to get you.”

Weasley stopped him in the hallway.  “Details Gaunt, I want them now.”

His adrenaline was starting to wane, and he felt the tears trying to burst from his eyes.  “We found her crying, she was naked, and she wouldn’t talk or tell us what was wrong, and Sebastian said that…..th that there was blood.”  Ominis swallowed hard, preparing himself to say the next words aloud.  “He said there was blood between her legs.  Please Professor Weasley, I have to get back to her, I can’t…I need to be with her right now.”

“Oh my dear boy,” The Professor shook her head.  They started moving again, quicker, and Professor Weasley told the next prefect she spotted to go awaken Professor Sharp and send him up to meet her at the hospital wing.  They moved together swiftly, ascending the stairs.  They didn’t speak to each other, the only sound was the heavy beat of their footsteps.  Ominis heard the crying before they reached the hospital wing, and once the doors were open, he went flying towards the sound of Threnody’s wails.  Before he could reach her, Sebastian blocked his way.

“Get out of my way Sebastian, she needs me.”  Ominis’ eyes were frantically searching the room, hoping that maybe just this once, he would be able to see and could truly evaluate the state that Threnody was in.

“Ominis, she is with Blainey, and now Weasley, you need to let them take care of her.”

“I need to take care of her.  She’s my…, I need to be with her Sebastian, I can’t, I can’t just stand by hearing her like this.”  Ominis was pushing against Sebastian, trying to free himself from his hold.  When Ominis finally paused to take a breath, he let himself sag into Sebastian's hold, his forehead on his friend's shoulder, while being hugged tightly.  “It’s ok mate, everything is going to be fine.”

He heard the sound of heavy boots, knowing that Sharp was approaching.  Ominis steadied himself, and then continued walking towards the hospital bed.   

As Ominis reached the bed, he heard Blainey telling Weasley that she needed to do an exam.

“Gaunt, you need to get out of here, we need to do a private exam, and you can’t be here to see.”

“Well I guess it’s bloody well good that I’m blind, isn’t it!”  He was beyond frustrated.  Ignoring the staff completely, Ominis moved next to Threnody and found her hand to hold.  He leaned forward and brought his face to hers, asking her quietly if she wanted him to stay.  Threnody answered with a nod, and Ominis responded by squeezing her hand and sitting in the chair next to the bed.

Threnody was asked to lie back and open her legs.  Ominis kissed her on the cheek, hoping to comfort her.  “I’m right here Ren.  I’m not going anywhere.”  He sat there quietly as Threnody moved and the staff examined her. Ominis brought her hand to his lips, kissed her lightly as his thumb rubbed back and forth across her knuckles.  *Keep it together* he told himself over and over, ignoring the nausea passing through his body.  

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*Fuck Fuck Fuck*  Standing near the entrance of the hospital, Sebatian stared at the scene playing out in front of him.  *She’ll be okay.  You didn’t have a choice.  No physical harm done.*  He was gripping his wand so tightly his knuckles were white.  When a hand landed on his shoulder, he was startled that he jumped up and hands relaxed, dropping his wand.  Sebastian watched as Professor Sharp bent down, picking up the wand and handing it back to him.

“Weasley, what is going on here?”

Professor Weasley mumbled something to the nurse and then made her way over to Sebastian and Sharp.  Her face was a mix of emotions, concern and fear, exhaustion.  “Seems that the Selwyn girl was attacked.  Sallow, you and Gaunt found her, yes?  Tell us what happened.”

“We didn’t find her together.  I came in later, so I can’t say who attacked her, but I found Ominis and Threnody in the girls bathroom.  Threnody was naked, and Ominis was….”  Sebastian brought his hand to his mouth, his nerves displayed on his face.  “Ominis said he was taking his robe off to put it on Threnody, but for all I know, he could have been pulling his robe back on - he hadn’t been in the common room.”

Sebastian, who had been looking off to the wall, now turned his face so his eyes met the professors, looking back and forth between them.  He clenched his teeth, and pretended to wipe a tear away, as though he was having a difficult time accusing Ominis of being the one who attacked Threnody.

“I cast depulso on Ominis as soon as I walked in and saw the situation, getting him away from her.  Then I went over to check on Threnody.  After Ominis came back over, I sort of pushed him away and accused him of having attacked her.  He said it wasn’t him, but I had not seen anyone else leave the bathroom.”

“You think Gaunt did this to her?”  Professor Weasley looked over to the boy now sitting vigilantly at the girl's bed.

“I don’t know.  Ominis told me that he wanted to start courting her - and I just think, what if he asked her and she said no?  We know his family, they get what they want.  Maybe he didn’t take no for an answer…”  Sebastian lowered his head.  So sorry Ominis.  Fuck, I hate this.  While his motivations were known only to himself, the guilt still ate away at his heart.  His best bet was to convince Threnody that Ominis had been the one to attack her, and describing Ominis’ actions as predatory was the first step to accomplishing that.  “He’s been touching her a lot, more so than usual, and they don’t seem like friendly touches.  I saw him with her the other day in the common room.  She was asleep next to him, and Ominis had his hand on her leg, much higher up than what Threnody would have allowed.”

Weasley turned to Sharp, “When the exam is over we will have to ask her some questions.  In the meantime, Sharp, do you have any veritaserum available?” 

Sebastian’s head snapped to Weasley, “You’re going to use veritaserum on her?  Why would you do that?  Why would she lie about what happened?”  Of course, he wasn’t concerned about Threnody getting a dose of the potion, he was worried that he would be forced to drink and interrogated.  He couldn’t let that happen.  They ignored him, finishing their conversation.

“I have several vials - however, we will have to get the Headmaster’s permission.”

“In due time, Professor Sharp.”  Weasley turned and placed a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder.  Hearing Nurse Blainey call her over, Weasley started escorting him towards the hospital bed.  Once near, she turned to him again, “Go to your friends, Mr. Sallow.  It looks like they both need support.”

Sebastian nodded and shuffled over to the hospital bed.  He sat on the edge near Threnody’s legs, and asked if he could touch her.  When she nodded, his hand sat lightly on her knee.  The three of them sat there quietly, small sniffles and gasps between them all, tears from each falling onto the sheets of the bed.  His wand was still in his hand, so he quietly cast a sonorus towards the professors and nurse.

“...few bruises on her hips, one on her shoulder.  There is definitely signs of trauma 

  on her nether regions.  Bruises, blood, and other fluids…”

“Finite incantatem.”  Sebastian ended the spell, whispering under his breath.  “They are probably going to ask you what happened, Threnody.  I don’t mean to be an absolute ass, but Ominis and I said we found you in the dungeon bathrooms, okay?”  He squeezed her knee, watching as Ominis started to shake his head.

“I don’t care if they find out about the Undercroft.  All I care about is that you’re alright.”  Ominis leaned over and pressed his lips against her palm, Sebastian noticing the tears falling down his friend's face.  Circumstances aside, it felt like a private moment, and Sebastian turned his head away, not wanting them to see his own tears.

The three adults came back to the bed, Weasley clearing her throat.  “Threnody, we need to ask you some questions.  Would you prefer for the boys to leave?”

Thernody’s eyes went wide, quickly shaking her head ‘no’ while tightening her hold on Ominis.  “Very well.  Gaunt and Sallow told us about finding you, but we would like you to fill in the details of how this unfortunate event happened.”

Her eyes closed, two more tears following the wet path on her face.  When she opened her eyes again, Threnody told them all she could remember.  “I was leaving the library after working with Garreth.  We split up, both headed to our dorms.  I know I was walking quickly to get back before curfew.”  Her voice was wavering, sniffling after every few words.  “I wasn’t quite near the dungeons, but suddenly everything went dark.”  

When she paused, Sebastian looked up to see her biting her lip and wiping a hand across her nose. “When I woke up, it was already happening,” Threnody continued.  “I couldn’t see anything, and my hands were stuck.  I tried to move away, but his…”  She paused again, looking away from everyone.  “He was already touching me.”  Her voice tapered off.

Sebastian had his head down, full of shame.  *I’m so sorry.  I hope you never find out.*  He kept squeezing her knee, trying to give her any comfort that he could.

She started crying harder, seemingly having a difficult time continuing.  “His mouth was on my..”, she closed her eyes and shook her head.  “Then he was laying over me, holding my legs apart and I…oh gods, I could feel him moving in me.”  She sobbed aloud, “I tried to get away, but everything hurt and I was scared and I just begged for him to stop.  He wouldn’t stop!  It felt like forever, and he finished…inside.”

Catching everyone's attention, Ominis suddenly stood up and turned and started dry heaving.  Professor Sharp laid a hand on Ominis’ back, acknowledging the pain Ominis was feeling from hearing Threnody’s story.  “Pull yourself together, Gaunt,” Sharp mumbled as Ominis had liquid acid spilling from his mouth.  Nurse Blainey flicked her wand to clean up the mess, and Sharp guided Ominis back to the chair, which he collapsed into, burying his head in his hands and sobbing.

After waiting a moment for Ominis to resettle, Weasley asked Threnody to continue.  “After finishing, he kissed me.  Then I was in the Unde….underground bathroom.  I was alone, and I don’t know how much time had passed.  Then Ominis showed up and, well, I guess they told you the rest.”  Threnody lowered her face, looking away again.  

“Was there anything you can tell us about the person that did this?  Appearance? House?”  Professor Weasley questioned her.  

“No, my face was covered.  I couldn’t see, he didn’t talk, and all I could smell was some bad perfume.”

“Think again, Threnody - there must have been something.  I know this is hard, but you really need to think.”  Sebastian and Threnody looked over to Sharp at his words.  They were aggressive, and condescending.  

Threnody turned to look at Sharp, the anger clear in her eyes.  “Unless you want me to guess the approximate size of his cock, I have no information to share.”  Threnody’s words were harsh, and by the end of her sentence she was yelling, tears falling down her face again.  Sebastian looked at her with wide eyes, surprised she would speak that way to a professor, even if Sharp had come off as a jerk.   “The only thing I am sure of right now is that I feel so dirty and want to bathe.  Please.”

“In a moment dear.  Professor Sharp is going to get some veritaserum, and we will begin questioning students tomorrow morning.”

Threnody’s head turned to look at Weasley.  “No, no veritaserum.  I don’t want anyone to know, I don’t want to subject my friends to being asked if they had ….. “  She swallowed her words.

Ominis flung his head up at her response to the use of the serum.  “What do you mean you don’t want people to be questioned?  Of course you do!  We need to find out who did this to you so they can be punished!”

“Punished, Ominis?”  She shook her head.  “Finding out would only make things worse for me.    I don’t want to ruin my family's reputation!  Besides, what would Headmaster Black do anyways?  He dotes on the pure bloods - if it was one of them, I know they will blame the situation on me, like I threw myself at him.  No, we don’t question anyone, we tell no one.  Just…..let me get clean!”

Threnody pulled back the blanket and stood up from the bed, making her way to the bath.  Ominis jumped up to follow, “You cannot be serious, Threnody!  We have to find out who did this!”  He had caught up with her, and she stopped and turned to him.  

“Ominis, enough.  I said no.”  Threnody stormed off into the bath, leaving Ominis standing alone, and looking ready to collapse again.  Sebastian raced over to him, wrapping his arms around Ominis to hold him from falling.

“She’s in your care for the night Blainey.  Sharp, I still want you to have the serum on hand, she may change her mind.”  Turning to face the boys, “You two need to go back to your dorms.  After she is clean, she will be given a sleeping potion, so neither of you will have to be here.” 

“Gaunt can spend the night, I don’t want him vomiting in the dorms.  Take him over to the bed, Sebastian.”  Blainey waved them away as she finished escorting Threnody to the bath.  

Both Professors took their leave.  Sebastian, still holding Ominis up, could not believe his good luck.  Merlin must have blessed him tonight.  No investigation, no serum, he needn’t worry about being caught.  He caught himself before a smile appeared on his face.  *Wow, what an absolute arse I am.  I can’t believe I’m standing here, happy because I haven’t been caught, when I just ruined my friends life.*  Sebastian shook his head, murmuring something about being a selfish son of a bitch under his breath.  He was startled out of his stupor when Nurse Blainey called out for him to hurry up.

“I’ll come to see you both in the morning, she’ll be okay, Ominis.”  

Blainey interrupted their goodbye - “Alright, it’s late.  I’m off to bed.  Threnody, you’ll clean up and stay here tonight.  Gaunt, just rest, and Sallow, time to go.”

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She shuttered when the door clicked shut.  Looking over to the mirror, she saw herself, tired, tear stained, broken, weak.  Threnody brought her hand up to the mirror, touching what would be her face, tracing down a path from her eye to her mouth.  She opened her medical gown, dropping it to the floor.  Her hand waved over the bathtub, the water spilling out of the faucet.  

There was a soft tap at the door, but she didn’t turn when it began to creak open.

“You can’t be in here, Ominis.”

“I can.”

“Then you shouldn’t.”

His hand moved forward, reaching out for hers.  Threnody didn’t reach back to him, but she didn’t pull away when his fingers found her arm, tracing down her skin until his fingers wrapped around hers.

“I should.”

She waved her free hand again, stopping the water flow.  The steam pouring off the open bath.  Threnody stepped up and into the tub, the water hot enough to burn, which is what she wanted, needed.

“It’s improper, I’m not wearing any clothes.”  She sank down, bringing his hand to rest on the edge of the tub before letting go.  She brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them.

She looked up as Ominis began removing his robe, tossing it over to the corner.  “Let's be improper.”  He started to open the buttons on his shirt, nearly ripping them off in urgency.  

Straining her voice, “Ominis, you can’t be serious right now, after what happened.”  She turned when she heard ripping.  “What?” He was ripping his pants.  “Ominis, I, I, please don’t!”  

“Trust me.”  

She swallowed, shaking her head and lowering it to rest on her knees, whispering, “You know I do.”

Threnody looked back to him, Ominis had ripped the legs away from his pants, making them into an odd version of the knickers she usually wore.  He reached and grabbed onto the edge of the tub, following it across to the curve.  Ominis lifted his leg and dropped it into the tub.

“Merlin’s balls, that’s hot.”  He pulled himself fully over the edge, awkwardly sinking down behind her.  Stretching his legs out, trying to fit Threnody in between them.  “I still have clothes on so you don’t have to worry about, well about, you know, things.”

She made what sounded like a sad chuckle.  “I don’t think this bath was made for two.”

“Accio cloth,”  A small wash cloth came flying into Ominis’ hand and he dropped it in front of Threnody.  “Here, you can use this.”

Threnody took the cloth, rubbed soap onto it, and lowered it.  “You shouldn’t be in here.”

Ominis lay his head on top of her own, “I know, let me stay anyways.”

She grunted.  Threnody dropped her hand and the cloth harshly into the water.  She parted her legs and placed her hand on her inner thigh.  The thought of what was sticking to her skin there made her shiver.  Pressing the cloth to her skin and began to scrub.  

“You need to let them question people.”  Ominis kept his hands on the tub edge, stretched out.  He was trying to be as close to her as he could be without actually touching her.

She scoffed, “No, I don’t.”  She continued to scrub her inner thigh.  Her hand added more pressure as time passed.  

“How can you say that?  Don’t you want to know who did this to you?”

“I - I’m not sure.”  She scrubbed harder. “What good would come from knowing?  They are unlikely to face consequences, so I would likely have to just continue with my life.  Seeing them walking the halls, sitting in class.  She scrubbed harder, faster.  “It would end up as my word versus theirs - and we both know how that would go.  Even if they were punished - my life is still ruined by it.”  Her voice filled with anger, the water above her legs splashing with how hard she was scrubbing her thigh. 

Ominis dropped his hands onto her arms, pulling them up to get hands away from her body.  “Stop!  You’re going to hurt yourself.”

“Maybe I want it to hurt!”  Ominis grabbed the cloth out of her hand.  He ran it over her shoulders and down her back, taking over washing so she wouldn’t hurt herself. 

He dropped his head down, his forehead pressed against the back of her head.  Threnody could feel his tears dropping down onto her neck.  “Let me wash you, I won’t touch anywhere under the water.  I just, I failed you today, I want to help,”

His hands were gentle, she could barely feel his touch.  Threnody closed her eyes and tried to just stop thinking, tried to just focus on Ominis.  Even with everything that happened, he still made her feel safe.  

They sat there quietly, until Ominis told her that he had finished.  “How are you feeling?”

“I’m just tired, Ominis.  Tired and numb.”

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Seb: Ominis simply needs a moment with you and he'll change his mind. Is that it?

MC: ...wow getting a little jealous, are we?

MC, earlier: SEBASTIAN pLeAsE TAKE A STEP BACK

MC: *oh no precious cinnamon roll why are you here i'm so sorry please don't be mad*

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I freaking found it:

Looking for a fic

I know I read it on Ao3, I've gone through my entire history and can't find it.

Story was Dramione. Hermione gets pregnant by Ron, and they break up. When she gives birth to Rose, she finds baby Scorpius in the hospital and breastfeeds him because Astoria died while giving birth.

Draco finds her, but is like, ok with it, and they start raising their kids together, but 'as friends,' until they admit they are living together and in love. Any ideas?

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Looking for a fic

I know I read it on Ao3, I've gone through my entire history and can't find it.

Story was Dramione. Hermione gets pregnant by Ron, and they break up. When she gives birth to Rose, she finds baby Scorpius in the hospital and breastfeeds him because Astoria died while giving birth.

Draco finds her, but is like, ok with it, and they start raising their kids together, but 'as friends,' until they admit they are living together and in love. Any ideas?

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💅 After seeing a lovely comparison of Sebastian’s and Ominis’ hands, I knew I had to draw this.

Ominis doing his own manicure in the Slytherin dorm as part of his beauty routine feels so canon to me.

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AU

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Snake bites, Sebastian's payback, Ominis leaning against that post... and the other 🖼️ HALF must be somewhere floating around my Poipiku ✨

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When arguing with one another finally felt tiring.

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Chapter 19 : After the visions at Flammel’s cabin 🥴🫠

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I think you can guess which quest this follows

Edit: a consolidatory hug post

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟.

Ominis Gaunt x f!Reader x Sebastian Sallow . One-shot fanfic.

### 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟 ###

Pairing: Ominis Gaunt x f!Reader x Sebastian Sallow

type: one-shot fanfiction, f!Reader POV, smut

word count: 4834

Warnings: sexual content, mature content, unprotected sex, masturbation, characters are aged-up, jealousy, Dominis, mention of alcohol

Summary: Sebastian Sallow can't bear the thought that you are no longer his. When he sleeps over at your and Ominis' place one night, he witnesses your long-awaited lovemaking and gives in to his own desires.

##### NOTES FROM AUTHOR #####

Soo, this is not the actual fanfiction I'm working on, but I kinda love this piece.

A brief explanation of how the whole thing came about? Well, let's put it this way, I've had problems with my hormone levels for a long time. For almost two years, I was plagued by one low after another, which also affected my relationship with my boyfriend. But he's been so patient with me and I'm so grateful for that! 😍🙏

Recently things have started to pick up again and I have to say - I'm sure we all know this - reading and writing SMUT naturally gets me going. Much to my boyfriend's delight, of course. 😉

But seriously, I'm getting to know my lust again in one way or another and well - since my boyfriend isn't necessarily someone who gives free rein to his emotions, I've discovered Character.ai for myself. 😅

The following fanfiction is based on a scene from my chats and I simply wrote a story around it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Love from VRG

Also: I haven't revised the ficiton yet, but am posting it now without any major spelling and grammar corrections. And as you already know: I'm not a native English speaker, so there you go. ❤️

### 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟 ###

You step out of the bathtub, the air filled with the scent of your lavender soap and the remaining warmth of your relaxing bath. It was a convivial evening at The Three Broomsticks with all your friends - but after several butterbeers and many glasses of red wine, Ominis Gaunt finally managed to persuade you to leave.

He was an extremely caring boyfriend and you really appreciated that about him, because Ominis always had to make sure that his loved ones were safe and well. So it was no wonder that he had offered your mutual friend Sebastian Sallow to stay the night in your little home in Hogsmeade this evening, who of course had gratefully declined at first, but then agreed as his drunkenness increased

You wrap your wet body in a bath towel and rub your hair dry with a smaller one - at least half of it. Then you brush your teeth and apply some beeswax cream to your facial skin, because you know that Ominis' sensitive hands attach great importance to it.

He had already gone to bed, but all you needed was a warm bath to wash away the smell of the pub and the stress of everyday life.

You had left a key for Sebastian so that he could get into your house at a later hour. He had already protested loudly when Ominis pulled you out of his arms during a lively dance towards the exit. But in the end, he sulkily let you go with the assurance that he wouldn't be staying too much longer.

Anyway, this gave you and Ominis time to finally focus on each other again. Even though you were living together, your work as a Professor of Divination and Ominis' part-time job as a curse-breaker took up a large part of your daily lives. And with Ominis travelling a lot for his work, you spent most of your time alone in your shared home.

So you decided to use tonight and the cheerful atmosphere to do each other a favour. You were also aware that there was a … specific reason for Ominis' urgent disappearance from the Three Broomsticks.

You tie your hair into a loose bun at the back of your head, leaving a few strands casually framing your face. You leave the still steamy bathroom and bump into another half-naked body in the hallway.

Clutching the towel close to your torso, you use your wand to create some light and look confusedly into the face of Sebastian Sallow, who is fiddling with the buttons of his trousers. His shirt is already unbuttoned on the floor, and he is standing barefoot and bare-chested on the dark wood of the corridor.

"Uh, Seb- are you all right? I didn't even hear you come in…"

Sebastian's lips curl into a hint of a smile and he lets go of his trousers, resting his hands on either side of your head against the wall instead. He is dangerously close and you can smell the typical fragrance from the Three Broomsticks that you have just successfully scrubbed off you.

He lowers his head, taking in the sight of your towel-covered body, his voice barely above a whisper, "It's not fair."

He's obviously inebriated, but his voice still sounds clear and firm. He shakes his head slightly, his dark hair grazing your chin. "It's just. Not Fair."

You hesitate for a moment, but then place your hands on his defined shoulders and push him a few centimetres away from you so you can look at him. "What are you talking about, Sebastian? You could have just gone home with us…"

"No, you don't understand…", he pushes away from the wall and suddenly stands bolt upright in front of you again. You turn your gaze away from him, his chest glistening in the faint light from your wand.

You use the moment to sneak past him - the door to your bedroom only a few steps away behind him. But he was quick despite his drunkenness, snatching at the hem of the towel in a flash to force you to stop.

"What do you think you're doing?", he asks with a rumble in his throat and you swallow, the door handle already in your hand.

"Going to my boyfriend's bed. What do you think you're doing?", you reply snappishly, slapping his fingers away from the towel. Sebastian lowers his gaze again and bends down to pick up his white shirt and green striped tie from the floor, which Ominis also owns.

"That could be me. I could be in there waiting for you."

There's pain and disappointment in Sebastian's voice and your heart stops for a moment as you meet his dark eyes in the dim light. "Don't," you plead, "don't start."

He takes a step closer to you and you clutch both the door handle and the towel around your chest. "Tell me again why you chose him…", he whispers, "I need to hear it again. Remind me why it's not me waiting for you behind that door."

You sigh and let your head sink against the door panel. "No, Sebastian. You're drunk and … this doesn't make any sense. Go to sleep now."

His penetrating gaze wanders over your body, still slightly damp from your bath just now, and he takes an audible deep breath. He clenches his jaw, his body language tense. But his eyes still reflect pain and … longing.

"As you wish," he says eventually after a short pause that feels like an eternity. Without another word, he turns to the side and disappears with a few steps into the neighbouring guest room.

As soon as he is out of sight, you let go of the breath you had been unconsciously holding. You close your eyes for a moment and shake your head in disbelief. Then you purse your lips together and smile softly before entering the bedroom you and Ominis share.

The candles in the room are still burning, their flames flickering, but Ominis is already peacefully slumbering on his side of the bed, one hand on your pillow and the other resting on his bare chest.

He had even bothered to put a cup of tea on the small table on your side of the bed, knowing how much it relaxed you before you went to sleep. The smile on your face widened at the sight and the way his chest rose and fell gently with every breath he took.

Ominis' upper body, like his face, was marked with a precise pattern of birthmarks, almost like the constellations in the sky. His body was only half clad in his plaid pyjama bottoms, his feet effortlessly covered by the silken sheets.

You creep over to the bed, sit on the edge and gaze at your boyfriend for a while longer. In the warm, reddish candlelight, his features looked relaxed and unconcerned. That was your favourite sight of him: carefree and peaceful.

With tentative movements, you crawl under the blanket so as not to wake him. His breathing is still calm and even, so you assume he is still asleep. But as soon as your hair grazes his arm on your pillow, the sound of his voice fills the room: "Thought you'd got rid of me for the day, huh?"

He jerks up from where he was laying just seconds ago and he wraps his arms around you with noisless rapidity, pulling you in a tight embrace. He plants wet kisses all over your neck and shoulders, making you squeal.

"Ominis, no! Stop it, I wasn't trying to avoid you. Ah, stop!"

He begins to tickle you softly and you kick your feet, giggling and trying to break free of his arms.

"Is that so?", he responds, still digging his fingertips into your sensitive flesh and making the bed creak under your shifting, "because it almost felt like you were making yourself comfortable to sleep, my dear."

You laugh and wriggle yourself underneath him, but of course he's stronger. "You win, you win!", you surrender helplessly, "I was trying to sneak in for the night's rest, I thought you were asleep. Now pleeease, stop!"

He grins mischievously and removes a hand from your waist to place it on your cheek, drawing your attention to him. "That's what I thought. But I'm not planning on going easy on you, sweetheart. After all, this is our first night together in weeks. Weeks, my dear."

You shudder at the touch of his hand, licking your lips in a hint of sudden anticipation. Your words escape in a whisper as you calm down from his playful behaviour, "Hm, do you have anything special in mind?"

He feels you shiver and grins a little wider, very well aware of the way you respond to his touch. He pulls you closer to him, his arms tightening around your waist. He lowers his head a bit more, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks in a low voice, "There’s quite a few things I’m thinking about right now, darling."

Ominis begins to nibble on your earlobe, his tongue flicking out to taste the soft skin of your neck below. You let out a surprised gasp as you feel Ominis' tongue on your skin, cuddling into his embrace. Your voice is husky as you feel him harden on your lower back, "Oh, and does your thinking include some sleep, too?"

He can’t help but snort at the sound of your ragged breaths, his lips trailing down your neck where he captures your skin with a gentle bite. He hums softly, his fingers slowly tracing over your stomach and up your side.

"I’m not sure if there will be much sleep, dear… especially not if you keep making those sweet little sounds."

You gasp again, his hands wandering over your body and pushing up the towel gives you goosebumps. "Oh, sounds like this?" You inhale sharply as he moves his hands down your lower stomach to your thighs.

He laughs softly against your skin, his hands continuing to roam over your body as you whine again. He can feel your body trembling under his touch and he wants more. He wants to hear more of those little sounds leaving your lips. "Mhm, darling, just like that. Moan for me …"

He teases, his fingers gently tracing circles over your inner thighs, occasionally brushing against your core. And you happily oblige, moaning softly under Ominis' teasing hands, already wet from your own desire.

"Ominis, …"

Groaning, he responds to your sounds almost immediately. You feel his body stirring beneath you, his desire for you growing with each little cry leaving your lips. The sound of his name, your voice breathless and needy, robs him of the last bit of self-control.

"That’s it, darling, my beautiful girl … say my name again."

He spreads your legs with his hand, running his fingers through your slick folds and you exhale loudly, pressing your body forcefully onto him as your voice breaks from all the lust that escapes with your words, "Ah, Om-inis, …"

You close your eyes to feel equal to him, only focusing on your other senses as he nudges your sensitive flesh, soaked from your desperation.

He feels your body arch against his touch as he caresses you, his fingers gliding through your wetness with ease. He sighs, his breath ragged against your ear. "Merlin, you’re so beautiful like this … talk to me, sweetheart, tell me how good it feels …"

He dips his finger lower, gently teasing your entrance at an agonising pace, before pulling out again. You try to catch your breath, pressing your back to his chest with every delicious movement of his digits. The hungry sounds that escape his throat drive you wild and you can feel yourself trembling from the way he teases your arousal.

"So good … it feels so good! Don't stop …"

He smirks as you press yourself against him, the contrast between the fabric of the towel wrapped around you and your bare skin both exicting and torturous. "You like it, my sweet girl? Do you like it when I touch you like this?"

You throw your head back against his shoulder, shifting nervously on the sheets and whimpering under the touch of his fingers. It turns you on how talkative he is and you love that he can show you his private desires while you're all alone.

He wraps his free arm around your waist, holding you steady as you shift beneath his touch. He loves the way you lean your head back, exposing your neck to him, and he takes the chance to press his mouth against your skin, his lips sucking on your pulse point.

"That’s it, my darling … Let me hear how good I make you feel…"

Ominis keeps rubbing your core gently, the pressure increasing and his pace quickening. You pant heavily, your heartbeat so fast in your chest you could swear it was about to jump out any second. Ominis' kiss brings you back to reality and you tilt your head to the side a little, gaining him access to your throat to mark you as his.

His finger glide easily back and forth, teasing your slick entrance and your most sensitive spot. You rock your hips to his pace, begging him to finally enter you as you feel his hard length pressed against your lower back.

"Ominis, please ..."

He has to stifle a moan of his own as he feels your hips shift against him, his body huddling against yours as he tries to maintain control.

"Say it again, sweetheart … tell me what you want. I want to hear you beg for me", he growls low against your skin, his breath ragged. He can't hold himself back much longer with the growing need to feel you, to be inside you.

His demanding tone sends your mind racing and you rub against him, feeling him twitch and when he lets out a desperate sigh you can't help yourself but surrender, "I want to feel you. Please, Ominis. I need you to fuck me."

He groans loudly, his body tensing at your words and his desire for you has taken over his entire being. "Gods, darling, you’re driving me insane." His chest is pressed against your back and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. With a simple jerky movement, he frees you from the towel and throws it towards the floor. He then kisses your neck, his tongue flicking over your skin with lust and hunger, drawing soft whimpers from you.

"What have you and Sebastian been doing out there?"

Suddenly he pulls away, leaving nothing but a cold breeze between you. The fingers of his hand trail back down, along the velvety path between your legs, building up the friction but then leaving you desperate after seconds of delicious teasing. You let out a moan of protest and scoot backwards on the sheets, searching for his warmth. But Omini's free hand holds you firmly at your hips.

"What did he say to you?"

You pout and turn your head to face him. His pale blue eyes are filled with heat and fury, but also a hint of sorrow. You reach out you hand to take his, leading it the way down to your aching centre to finish what he started. But Ominis stops your movement and you let out a frustrated sigh, "What? I– Ominis, he was drunk and I sent him to bed. That's all."

He lowers his gaze to rest on your lips – or where he thought they were. There's a few seconds of hesitation before he responds, "Good. Because no one else can have you." He then crushes his lips on yours, savouring the taste of them with urgent movements.

"Tell me you’re mine. I want to hear you say it", he breathes against your lips, letting you guide his hand down to where you need him the most, circling your sensitive bundle of nerves with his slim fingers.

You feel him position himself behind you again, closing the cold gap and stroking his tip over your folds. You immediately spread your legs, just a little to make it easier for him as you whisper, "I'm yours. All yours now."

He groans softly against your ear, the sounds of your husky voice driving him crazy and he can’t resist you any longer.

"That’s my good girl … you’re mine and only mine."

He leans forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth as he slowly and gently pushes inside you.

You let out a sinful moan at the feeling of his hard member. You can tell he's struggling to keep himself together by how slowly he slides into you, but to feel him enter your depths inch by inch is truly amazing.

Ominis lets out a shaky breath as he possesses you, his body tensing at the feeling of being buried inside you again. He has to take a moment to compose himself, your moans driving him wild, but he tries to hold back for your sake.

He breaks the kiss and rests his head on your shoulder, his breath hot against your skin as he speaks, "Darling, fuck! You’re so tight and wet and–"

Ominis' hair tickles your neck and you tremble, taking him completely and starting to move your hips in steady motions as you both lie on your sides, pressed against each other.

"Yes, for you ... for you, Omi- ah!" Your voice is hoarse as you arch your back and allow him to dive deeper.

He gasps and lets out a soft curse as you both begin to move, rocking your hips against him, taking his full length.

"Merlin, that's it ... just like that, just for me", he murmurs between ragged breaths, his fingers tracing gently along your hip as he meets your rhythm. He can feel himself becoming more and more erratic as you move your bodies together, searching for the pleasure you've been holding in for so long.

You turn your head a little, moaning into the pillow to muffle the sounds coming from your throat as Ominis places his hands on your hips, curling his own in a delicious pattern to meet your core.

He hums satisfiedly at the sound of your moans, his grip on your hip tightening, his breathing ragged and his heart racing in his chest.

"Don't... don't try to hide your sounds, darling. I want to hear everything... I want to hear you", he breathes huskily, digging his slim fingers into your skin. Seconds later, Ominis' lips find you shoulders, biting them softly as he thrusts into you, forcefully and with more urgency.

He can feel the heat coiling low in his stomach, his body growing tense with every movement. He keeps on talking, well aware of how much it turns you on, "I’m getting close … you feel so good, so perfect …"

You whimper under your breath, sweat building on your forehead as you arch yourself self onto his cock to ride out every delicious wave of pleasure he sends into you. "Yes, don't stop ... I- oh, sweet Merlin..."

You try to find the words for your pleasure, but Ominis keeps testing your limits with his relentlessness. His hand leaves your hip, wandering up your stomach and over your chest, his fingers gently circling your breast before he pinches your sensitive peak, teasing it until you moan.

"Darling, I need to hear you … say my name. Say my name when you come …"

Ominis increases his pace and thrusts deeper. He pants and breathes heavily and suddenly you can hear the familiar hissing of his Parseltongue, barely audible sneaking out of his filthy mouth.

Your throat runs dry from screaming his name and your walls clench around him. You let out a cry, too loud for Sebastian not to hear it, and sway your hips on Ominis' length to increase the intensity of your orgasm. "Ah- Ominis - fuck!"

He groans loudly as he feels you come undone on his cock, now glistening in the soft candle light from your wetness as he shoves himself in and out to seek his own release. The way your body tightens around him is sending him spiraling into ecstasy.

At the sound of his name leaving your lips, he buries himself deep inside you with one last thrust, causing you to whimper because of the overstimulation. His whole body is shuddering as he spills all of his hot seeds into your depths, hissing sinful promises against your sweat-covered skin.

"Sweetheart … you're such a good girl…"

He collapses onto you, your bodies satisfied and exhausted. Ominis feels his mind reeling, his senses overwhelmed by you and the feel of your body so close to each other after weeks of abstinence. "Darling, fuck … you’ve ruined me for anyone else", he praises you, kissing your shoulders with his hot lips.

You finally open your eyes, taking in the faint light of the candles and the warmth they spread around you. Ominis' sweaty body leans against yours, his breath ragged and damp against your lavender-scented skin.

You turn slightly, taking in his blind sight, resting somewhere unrecognisable. Then you lift your arms, touching his cheek with your palms and breathing an exhausted kiss on his lips, "You're welcome."

Ominis chuckles, barely audible as he brings his hand up to cradle your cheek, caressing your skin with his thumb. "Get some sleep, my darling. It’s late … and I’ve tired you out enough", he says softly, his fingers gently stroking your hair as he plants a kiss to your forehead.

Soon you feel Ominis' head rest on yours, his pale eyes shut ever so peacefully. You sigh and fall into a deep sleep, dreaming of the gorgeous men by your side and how Sebastian next door is doing right now ...

####### Sebastian spent half the night restless, roaming around the room and trying not to read too much into you being next door with Ominis.

It was only when he heard your soft giggles from the other room, sounds he had once elicited from you himself, that he found himself collapsed on the bed, your lace bra still clenched in his hands.

He found it on the floor of the guest room when he entered it, and wanted to toss it away at the same moment. But he couldn't. And he shouldn't be jealous. This was all his fault and he could consider himself happy to see you in such good hands of no one else but his best friend.

Sebastian heard another sinful cry from the main bedroom and immediately jolted his hand up, pressing the thin fabric of your bra to his nose, taking in the familiar scent of your lavender soap. His other hand moved to the bulge in his trousers, massaging it and listening carefully to the sounds next door.

Fucking hell.

Just moments later, he could hear Ominis’ voice, a low moan, inaudible but still clearly noticeable from the walls. And it drove Sebastian insane. It drove him mad just to imagine what you must be doing in there right now, with Ominis of all people.

Sebastian's mind raced, imagining you writhing with Ominis, his best friend, and trying to calm himself. He felt a pang of frustration, but at the same time, there was a certain fascination. Something about the forbidden, the taboo nature of the situation seemed to drive him even more feral. And it didn't help that he couldn't stop himself from listening to the sounds and imagining what was going on between you two.

His grip tightened around his arousal and the fabric of the lace on his cheek, feeling the soft texture against his skin.

His thoughts became more and more explicit as he continued to listen to the sounds coming from the other room. Images of you and Ominis together flashed through his mind, and with each passing minute, his frustration grew. Sebastian could feel the heat rising within him, his body responding to the sounds and the visualisations his mind was creating.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he let out a guttural growl, the sound low in his throat. He knew he should stop, he knew he shouldn't be listening in on your private moment.

But it was exciting at the same time. Sebastian drove his free hand under the waistband of his pyjama trousers and stroked his length. A slow rhythm at first that became needier the louder your moans got.

Sebastian was torn between jealousy and desire. Every sound he heard from you and Ominis sent a hint of pain through his chest, knowing that he was unable to hold you in his arms at that moment. But at the same time, the secrecy of the situation added an exciting edge to it.

He couldn't stop imagining what you and Ominis were doing in there, how your bodies were intertwined, how his best friend's hands were on your body, how he was making you moan and squirm with pleasure.

Sebastian's heart was pounding heavily as he continued to listen to the sounds coming from the next room. He felt terrible and aroused at the same time, not being able to be the one touching you right now, not being able to hear your gasps and pleas in his own ear.

Listening to you with Ominis was wrong, he knew that, but it also felt so good. And he couldn't help himself from giving into the base instincts, his hand moving faster and faster under the covers.

Sebastian's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Anger for being left out, arousal for the sounds he was hearing, and frustration for not being the one making you feel that good. He felt torn between wanting to barge in there and reclaim you, and the realisation that he himself was the one to let you go.

What a prick he was.

His hand movements quickened under his clothes, his breath coming in short gasps as he imagined what Ominis was doing to you right this instant. It was maddening, but he couldn't stop. He pictured you sitting on Ominis – no, on him – and he threw his head back, letting out silent moans to your cries from the room next door.

Sebastian clenched his jaw, his breathing growing ragged as the sounds from the other room grew louder. He closed his eyes, almost able to see you right infront of him and not wrapped up in Ominis' embrace, lost in pleasure.

He gripped the lace garment over his face so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He could feel himself getting close, the image of you and Ominis together only pushing him closer to the edge.

Then his hand stilled for a moment as he heard a particularly loud moan from you, the sound of Ominis' voice following closely after. Sebastian let out a sound that was half a gasp, half a growl, his body tensing up at the familiar noise of your release and it was the moment he ran his thumb over his tip, so sensitive and desperate, that he bit on his lower lip as he too came undone, muffling his guilty whimpers.

Sebastian lay there, his body tense and shaking as the final waves of pleasure washed over him. He could hear you and Ominis' hushed voices from the other room, fading as they settled into sleep.

He felt a mixture of shame and desire, knowing he had eavesdropped and taken pleasure in the sounds he wasn't supposed to hear. He held the lace garment in his hand tightly, the skin of his triangle damp with his release.

He laid back against the pillows, his heart still racing and his mind filled with conflicting thoughts.

Sebastian couldn't shake off the lingering guilt and shame that clung to him like a shadow. He had deliberately listened your intimate moments with Ominis, and it had sent him over the edge. He knew it was wrong, but it had somehow made it all the more exciting.

With a heavy heart, he finally pushed himself out of bed and into the bathroom to clean himself up. He avoided looking at his reflection in the mirror, afraid of what he might see in his own eyes.

Fortunately, he fell asleep shortly afterwards on the oversized bed in the guest room, and the rest of the night was quiet and dreamless. All he could do was wait for the next day to come.

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ModernAU dads👨

I want Seb to walk around with his child facing forward, in a baby carrier! And since blind Muggle fathers are said to touch their children to "see" if the babies are healthy, I hope Omi touches his children in that way, with lots of love and affection💕

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When Ominis closes his bed curtains, hoping not to be heard...

(non ✂️ picture on poipiku)

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Exams, Poltergeists & Supply Closets || Sebastian Sallow x Reader || Smut

Outline: You and Sebastian decide to sneak into your professor’s office late at night but with Peeves chasing after you, you have no choice but to hide together in a tiny supply closet… One thing leading to another, you end up passing the time rather pleasantly together. But your actions may have unexpected consequences…

Word count: 3’464

Warnings: explicit smut, (accidental) pregnancy, characters aged up (20s) and probably a few mistakes here and there because English isn’t my first language.

It was late. Far too late to still be up and roaming the empty corridors of the castle. Sebastian knew what he risked if he got caught, he knew what you risked too but he simply didn’t see any alternative this time, it was an emergency.

“Will you tell me where we are going now ?” You asked him, walking behind him, close enough to benefit from the light of his wand, guiding his steps in the dimly lit halls.

He stopped in his tracks and you bumped into him with a thud. He turned around to look at you with a disapproving look, raising a finger to his lips to ask you to be quiet and you rolled your eyes at him. It wasn’t your fault, the least he could have done was warn you that he was going to stop so abruptly…

He froze, carefully listening to the sounds of the castle in the night, making sure no one was around to catch you breaking school rules. Again.

Once he decided that it was safe enough to continue, he started walking in direction of a wooden door you recognized with surprise.

“Mrs Weasley’s office ?” You exclaimed, as quietly as you could. “Is this how you are planning to help me out ?”

“She threatened to not let you finish the school year if you failed her preparatory exam.” Sebastian justified, reaching out to try to open the door but of course, it was locked. “What else can we do ?”

“Oh I don’t know, study maybe ? Try to keep up with homework ? Take more notes in class ? Anything but breaking into her office in the middle of the night!” You responded, scandalized that he’d take such a careless risk. Did he not realize that you both were very close to getting expelled from Hogwarts for various reasons ? Adding breaking into a professor’s office definitely wouldn’t help your case.

“I’ve heard your answers when Ominis quizzed you on the subject this evening, it was catastrophic.”

“You aren’t exactly the best at transfiguration either.” You snapped back, vexed by his remark.

“I’m good enough to not fail my exams.” He retorted, before attempting to open the door with an Alohomora spell but it remained locked, probably protected by a charm. “Crap.”

He took a closer look at the lock, looked around to both sides of the corridor to make sure that no one was in sight and took a step back, outstretching his arm to protectively guide you behind him.

“Make sure you stay behind me.” He told you, raising his wand in front of him.

“Oh no, Sebastian, don’t you dare !” You said, knowing exactly what he had in mind.

“Confringo !” He shouted and flames bursted out of his wand, crashing against the door in a thud and setting the old wood on fire.

There’s no way you wouldn’t both be expelled after this.

You watched helplessly as the door consumed itself enough to let you in and followed Sebastian inside the office with resignation. Might as well go for it now that you were here…

“Lumos.” You whispered, at the same time as he did, once inside the dark circular room that Professor Weasley used as her private office between classes. It wasn’t big but there were a lot of items around, shelves against every wall filled with books, parchments and relics. A large desk in the center of the room, with pieces of papers and files neatly piled up. Some heavy looking chests on the floor, sealed by large locks. You weren’t sure where to start. “What are we even looking for ?”

“The answers for the upcoming exam.” He replied, almost casually, as he started rummaging through the papers on the desk. “I know she keeps them somewhere around here.”

You turned to the shelf closest to you, surveying the different books lined up and taking a closer look at a strange and ancient looking relic on display. Sebastian opened each drawer of the desk one by one, shamelessly invading your professor’s privacy with a desperate expression on his face. It almost seemed like he cared about you succeeding at this preparatory exam more than you did… But why ?

You focused on your task, quickly going through the parchement papers piled up in front of you but you didn’t find anything helpful. You turned to look at him, now searching the shelf on the opposite side of the room. You could tell the more minutes went by, the more agitated he became, audibly groaning in frustration each time his rummaging proved unsuccessful.

You were about to tell him that you both should head back to your dorms, that it didn’t matter that much and most of all, he shouldn’t be breaking the rules for your sake but a commotion behind what was left of the door made you freeze in place. You exchanged an alarmed look with Sebastian as you both stayed perfectly still, listening to your surroundings.

“And what do we have here ?” Peeves’ loud voice suddenly boomed, resounding against the walls.

“Crap.” You heard Sebastian groan, letting go of what he was doing to catch your hand and pull you towards the door. “We need to go !”

You let him guide you out of the office, not even bothering to cover your tracks or repair the door you had destroyed on your way in. It was no use, now that Peeves had seen you, you were surely going to be sent to detention. Or expelled.

“I think I saw the caretaker in the hall, he’s going to catch yoOoOoOou !” Peeves shouted, his airy form following you as you both ran through the empty hallway. “Mister MoOoOoOoOoOn !”

“Shut up, Peeves !” Sebastian yelled but it was no use, the poltergeist enjoyed nothing more than to tell on your friend and see him get punished for his infractions.

You ran hand in hand under the alcoves and up a spiraling staircase, the ghost still following you with loud bursts of laughter resonating in your ears.

“Here !” Sebastian exclaimed, pulling on your hand to ensure you took the same sharp turn as him. He stopped in front of a large door you didn’t recognize and opened it with no hesitation, pushing you inside a dark and narrow supply closet before joining you there, quietly closing the door and plunging you both in total darkness.

You both held your panting breaths as the loud ghost flew by in the hallway, waiting until his voice faded to breathe again. It’s only then, in the absolute silence of the castle that you realized how close you were from each other, your body pressed against his as his warm breath softly caressed your skin.

“Do you think it’s safe to get out now ?” You asked him, your voice a whisper in the dark.

“He said Mister Moon wasn’t far, I think we should wait it out a bit longer.” He replied, his usual confidence replaced by an hesitant tone, as if being so close to you was unsettling him more than what he would have expected it to.

You cleared your throat awkwardly, outstretching your arms as far as you could to assess the space you truly disposed off. You barely had enough room to take a step forward before your body pressed against the wall but at least it put a few inches of distance between you and Sebastian. You both still were panting, the sounds of your ragged breaths filling the narrow supply closet. You could feel the warm air leaving his lips hitting against the exposed skin of your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine. You closed your eyes, leaning your forehead against the cold stone wall to try to distract yourself, your mind - and body - extremely aware of the proximity of him behind you.

An echo of Peeves’ laughter resounded in the distance, making it clear that it still wasn’t safe to come out of your hideout.

“Stupid poltergeist.” Sebastian breathed, the animosity he felt towards the ghost who loved to snitch on him very audible in his tone.

You kept quiet, hoping you’d soon get an opportunity to exit the all too small closet, because your heart was racing in your chest and you couldn’t help but feel a shudder of excitement coursing through your entire body each time a part of Sebastian brushed against you, like a teenager desperate for something more. It was embarrassing.

But not as embarrassing as the thing currently poking your lower back.

It was his turn to awkwardly clear his throat, attempting to back away as far as he could but the erection that had grown into - and now outstretched - his pants still touched you.

“You know, maybe we could try to pass the time in a fun way.” He suggested, obviously deciding to own up to the situation.

“Sebastian.” You said, trying to sound scandalized by the implications of his proposition and his very noticeable arousal but it came out all wrong, more like a whispered moan and less like the patronizing sigh you were going for.

He took a step closer and you felt the full length of his cock pressing up against your back, the heat radiating from underneath the fabric of his pants piercing through your skirt to warm your own skin up. He placed a hand on your hip, careful at first, and as innocent as he could be, gently caressing its way up your waist with a slowness that made it seem like he was waiting for you to protest… But you didn’t.

Getting bolder because of your silent approbation, he snaked a hand under your skirt, caressing the bare skin of your thigh before moving to your center. You leaned back against him, your heart racing and your breathing pant up. Rationally, you knew this was very wrong, but in the darkness and the narrow space forcing you against each other, it felt so right.

“Getting caught in such a compromising position, added to sneaking out past curefew and breaking into Professor Weasley’s office will probably get us expelled, I don’t think we should risk it.” You finally managed to say, although your body was melting under his fiery touch.

“We may have broken a few rules tonight but they can’t say anything about this, we’re both adults.” He replied, his voice low against your ear, making you shiver once more.

“It’s written in the official school regulations; no intercourse or other sexual misconduct will be tolerated in the castle.” You informed him, a gasp escaping from your lips as his fingers slipped under the elastic of your panties, sliding downwards between your thighs to where you were already wet with anticipation for his touch.

“In the castle… So you’re saying we should hook up outside next time ? Like out of the astronomy tower ? Or in the gardens ? The front courtyard ? Technically we could even do it under the bleachers of the quidditch pitch...” He retorted, playfully, while his fingers applied pressure where you so desperately needed to feel it, earning a soft whimper in reaction.

He buried his face against your neck, placing a wet kiss on your pulse point as he massaged your clit with ease, tugging on your hip with his other hand to get you to grind against the impressively hard buldge in his pants.

You weren’t sure how long it lasted, nor did you remember to be quiet, shamelessly moaning as he brought a finger to your entrance and your grinding against him allowed you to control the speed and depth with which it slipped in and out of your pussy.

You enjoyed the way he breathed loudly against your neck, the tiny gasps dropping from his mouth each time the pressure you applied against his erection caught him by surprise. A pleasant surprise.

You knew you shouldn’t want more. Shouldn’t want him. But it felt too good to stop and you both were already too far gone to even try so you didn’t stop him when his hand left your panties to focus on sliding them down your thighs instead, before pulling your skirt up to your hips.

“We shouldn’t.” You whispered, a moment of lucidity in your thoughts, probably sparked by the sudden vulnerability you felt now that your underwear had been removed. Good thing Sebastian couldn’t see you in the dark, otherwise he would have laughed at how red your cheeks probably were by now.

“Why not ?” He asked, interrupting his attempt to open up his pants and focusing his full attention on you.

“Because…” You started, but suddenly couldn’t think of any real reason as to why it wasn’t a good idea, except for one. “Because we’re friends.”

He laughed and you felt his hand on your chest moving upwards to your neck until it reached your chin. He turned your face in his direction, leaving merely an inch of space between your lips and his.

“We’ll still be friends after that.” He promised, pressing a kiss on your mouth that was everything but friendly. It was a passionate, eager and hungry kiss. Desperate even, and just like that, your only good reason to stop him seemed completely unjustified. You could allow it to happen, you could hook up with your best friend without instantly losing him, there was no harm in having a little fun after all, you both were two consenting adults.

You returned his kiss and pressed your back against him, making him understand that you had no more objections and you felt him smile against your lips, triumphant.

He parted from you to finish unbuttoning his pants, pulling his hard cock out of them. He guided it between your legs, the tip instantly gliding between your wet folds when he stepped closer, easily finding its way to your prepared entrance. However, his erection was much bigger than his finger and you gasped in shock as it slowly stretched you out the deeper it went in. You braced yourself with your hands against the wall in front of you for support, whimpering pathetically when his full length was shoved inside you, making you feel incredibly full and hot.

A few obscenities dropped from his lips, mixed with groans and gasps as he moved his hips back and forth to create the friction you both so desperately craved. With his hands on each of your hips, he guided you in rythym to add in some intensity to his own thrusts, making sure that you’d meet him ready whenever he sloppily pushed forward, his tip hitting as deep as it could inside your wet pussy.

It felt good, and the pleasure building up in the pit of your stomach kept intensifying with each of his thrusts. You weren’t aware of much else except of how perfectly he fitted inside you, how your own walls were contracting around him the closer to climaxing you got, and faintly - very faintly - of the distant sound of a poltergeist’s voice in the empty hallways.

At least Sebastian could still think clearly enough to remember the reason why you had ended up in such close proximity in the first place, and how crucial it was that you did not get caught. Especially not now that he was so recklessly fucking you from behind. So one of his hand let go of the grip it had on your hip to cover your mouth, muffling the sound of the moans you didn’t even realize that you were letting out, and effectively silencing your cry when the pleasant sensation in your body exploded into pure bliss.

Then, it was his turn to struggle with keeping quiet. He bite down on his lower lip as hard as he could when the tightness of your walls around him became way too intense to bare, causing him to shoot his load deep inside you. He filled you up with his cum, unable to stop himself, another obscene word dropping from his lips as he realized how imprudent it was.

Once he was done and your body relaxed enough to allow him to pull out, he took a step back and leaned against the wall, chest heaving and vision blurry. You were panting too as you reached down to pull your panties back on, feeling his release dripping out of you and already soaking the fabric. You adjusted your skirt and your hair, although you weren’t sure it mattered that much. Not in the darkness of the supply closet at least.

Sebastian’s ragged breathing slowly came back to normal, you heard the sound of his pants and the way he shifted to tug his shirt back inside them, making himself presentable again as well. Then, without a word, he cracked the closet door open and took a tentative look around.

With the corridors apparently cleared, he stepped out and held out his hand for you, gallantly helping you down the step as your eyes adjusted to the moonlit hallway. You followed him as he guided you through the castle back to your dorm, hand in hand this time, and once it was time for you to go your separate ways, he wished you a goodnight with a shy kiss on your lips and a smug grin on his face that you knew all too well.

By some kind of miracle you couldn’t quite comprehend, you hadn’t failed your transfiguration exam, even scoring a pretty acceptable number of points on it. You should have been overjoyed when Professor Weasley handed you your copy back, even though she looked at you with a sucpicious expression on her face, but your mind was mulling over something much more important.

By the time your last class of the day was over, you still hadn’t managed to smile a single time, absently doodling on your parchement paper instead of taking notes for the next exam. You only realized that your day was over because all the students around you suddenly got up, leaving you to pack your things up in a rush. You were the last person to leave the classroom but, as you stepped outside in the courtyard, a familiar freckled face was waiting for you by the door, a grin on his face that you tried to imitate, although your heart tightened in your chest and it suddenly felt like there wasn’t enough air outside to fill your lungs.

“So ? Did you pass Weasley’s preparation exam ?” He inquired, excitedly enough to make you think that he already knew the answer. But when he saw how difficult it was for you to feign the same kind of enthusiasm, his face dropped and his brows furrowed intensely.

“I did.” You told him, walking to the fountain so that you could sit on the edge of it, a welcomed rest after the sleepless night you had endured.

“Then why do you look like you’ve seen a boggart ?”

“I’m fine.” You said, but you knew he didn’t believe you at all. You barely believed it yourself.

“What’s going on ?” He asked, his tone softer, concern on his face as he sat down next to you. You took a deep breath, panic rising in you once again. You knew that you would have to tell him eventually, but the fear of how it might ruin your friendship weighted heavily on your chest. “Is it because of… What we did last month ?”

You looked at him, surprised to see his usual confidence gone, replaced by worry and empathy.

“Yes.” You admitted, quietly but he looked away, letting you know that he heard you clearly.

“I’m sorry if I did something that upset you.” He said, his legs nervously bouncing up and down. “I noticed you’ve been distant since it happened, I really didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable…”

“No, it’s not that, I’m not upset.” You said, shaking your head, which seemed to reassure him slightly and he dared look at you again. You knew it was time to tell him the truth and you didn’t know of any better way to do it than dropping it on him like a ticking bomb. “I think I’m pregnant, Sebastian.”

You watched as his eyes widened and many different emotions passed on his face, from confusion to absolute fear.

“Wh-What ? Is it… Mine ?” He asked, once the shock of your confession allowed him to speak again, although his face had turned ghostly pale.

“No, it’s Poppy’s...” You snapped, vexed by his question. Whose else could it be ? He was one of the only males that still dared approach you now that the whole school knew of your ability to wield ancient magic and of the many deaths such a power had caused. “Of course it’s yours !”

“Alright, okay, let’s not panic.” He said, seemingly struggling to follow his own advice, jumping up from his seat to walk around you in circles with his hands tugging at his hair and a grimace on his face. “How did this happen ?”

You raised an eyebrow at him, wondering if you really needed to have a conversation about the birds and the bees with him… But when his brown eyes met yours, something flashed in them, making it clear that he knew exactly how it had happened, the memory still playing in details in his mind on a daily basis.

“Gosh, what are we going to do ?” You whined, hiding your face behind your hands. “My parents are going to kill me… And they are going to kill you too.”

“They don’t need to know now, right ? Nobody has to know yet, there’s still time.”

“If I don’t tell them, they’ll figure it out pretty quickly when I’ll look about ready to pop after we graduate...”

“But by then we’ll have figured things out too… Hopefully.” Sebastian said, with a smile he meant to be reassuring but you could still clearly see the sheer panic in his eyes. “Until then, we should try to keep it a secret... Even from Ominis.”

“Okay, that shouldn’t be too hard.”