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Unspoken Attraction — Sebastian Sallow x Reader

PLOT SUMMARY:

The girls and you have a talk on who they'll date amongst the students in Hogwarts. No one mentions Sebastian despite being deemed the most handsome in your year. You wonder why?

DISCLAIMER:

gossip gossip hihi, imelda being the best and just roasts every1 esp seb, seb being down bad, realizations, friends 2 lovers, kiss kiss fall in love, gender neutral reader, readers house is up to u, fluff disgusting fluff, i love u sallow boy.

"I think Amit is quite handsome. I suppose he'd be a good conversation partner." Natty hums as she rests her chin on the palm of her hand. Imelda looks at her with disgust.

"He'd probably love astronomy more than you in your relationship. I'd punch him on the first date." Imelda scoffs, rolling her eyes. Poppy just gives the Slytherin gal a glare for her unkind words.

The four of you were lounging in the empty Beasts classroom, relaxing in the cool breeze coming from the forest. Professor Howin had allowed the four of you (originally you and Poppy, but Imelda and Natty had passed by and decided to tag along) to stay in the classroom in hopes of teaching the new 5th year (You) more about Beasts but all you've done in the past hour is sit on one of the tables and talk about the most random of things. Now you were talking about who to date in Hogwarts.

"What about Yrma?" Poppy suggests. "She's nice."

"Stop suggesting Ravenclaws. I physically cannot handle it." Imelda grunts. You shoot her a sympathetic look to which she flips you off. "Also, she's a third year. I'd die if you pair me up with someone younger. A journalist, too, she'd know every step I'll do, and I'll just have an aneurysm because of it."

"Alright, what about Weasley?" You suggest. Natty makes a look, considering the option. Poppy sighs and shakes her head.

"Which one?" Imelda jokes, to which Natty smacks her arm. Poppy rolls her eyes before answering the question.

"He's cute but too mischievous." Poppy lists. Imelda nods, agreeing with her statement. Poppy pets the Puffskein sleeping on her lap, smiling softly at the cute creature snoring away.

"Eh. He's fun. I can probably handle him." Natty says. You let out a small laugh.

"I'll pass. He's like a brother to me. Probably because Professor Weasley acts too much like a mom." You reply. You lean closer to Poppy, glancing down at the Puffskein to coo at it.

"What about Dale? She's cute." Natty suggests. She then turns to Imelda, who looks like she'd complain once more about a Ravenclaw being listed. "Don't."

"What? I wasn't gonna say anything..."

"It's because her past lover was from Ravenclaw that she's like this." Poppy says with a disappointed look on her face. "Clumping up all Ravenclaws and putting your prejudice that was originally for one person into the general public, huh?"

"Shut it, Sweeting." Imelda glares at her.

"Alright, stop fighting. I know you'd rather date a Hufflepuff, Reyes." You tease. The Slytherin's cheeks flush, and a harsh kick to your knee sends you jolting up against the table with a pained groan. The Puffskein awakens to the sudden harsh movement and jumps off Poppy's lap.

"Imelda!" Poppy whines as she watches the Puffskein hop away to its den. "Look at what you did!"

"How'd you even know it was me?!" Imelda complains. Poppy crosses her arms over her chest.

"You're seated directly in front of Y/N. They'd never jump for no reason, and also, Natty's an angel. Besides, I could feel the kick." Poppy chastised. Imelda looks away with furrowed eyebrows and a pout as she grumbles about it, not being her fault. You look at the two with a smile.

"It's okay, Poppy, let's just continue." You send Imelda a knowing smile to which she scowls at. Natty giggles at the interaction.

"Ooh, what about Gaunt?" Natty wiggles her eyebrows. "He's a young lord. Deemed one of the most handsome in our year. I'd date him."

"Really? You'd get pulverized by his crazy blood status fanatic of a family." Imelda leans forward to place her arms on the table before leaning down to rest her head on it. "But I guess he's decent. The type to defend you against them. A typical romantic cliche."

"Doesn't he have a lover?" Poppy mentions. Imelda immediately rises up at the information.

"Oh yeah. I saw them snogging near DADA. Sebastian looked like he was constipated, muttered about when it was his turn to be happy or something." Imelda cringes at the memory. At the mention of the Sallow boy's name, Natty and Poppy glance at each other with knowing looks. Suddenly, their attention is on you.

"What about you, Y/N? Will you date Ominis?" Poppy smiles knowingly. There's something about the two's stare that puts you in an uncomfortable position.

"Uh..." You purse your lips in thought. Ominis was one of your best friends. He had been with you through thick and thin, but that's all he ever was. Besides, he was happily in love with someone else. "Not really? Same answer with Gareth's."

Natty nods in understanding. Imelda glances at the two in confusion. "Why do you two look like you're the one who's constipated?"

"Shut it, Reyes." Poppy rolls her eyes. You laugh at their bickering. At this point, there was one person who definitely should be mentioned in this conversation. He was already well known in the school for his charming personality and handsome looks. People always gossip about him. You let out a shaky breath before nervously glancing at the three.

"What about Sebastian?" You suggest. The three fall in silence, not responding to the question. It didn't even look like they were contemplating about it. "Hello? Did you not hear me or what—"

"Oh no, we heard you." Imelda chuckles as she smirks at her. When Imelda smirks, you know it's not good. "I just don't think we can claim him."

"Claim him?" You tilt your head in confusion. "You make it sound like he's already dating someone."

"Ehh..." Natty shrugs her shoulders. "Aren't you?"

"Aren't I what? Huh?" You sat, baffled at their curious looks. "I'm not dating Sebastian?"

The three look at each other before laughing. It wasn't even a casual laugh, it's full on stomach grabbing, tear inducing, I'm-gonna-pee what the fuck laugh. You look at them in confusion.

"Merlin, I can't take this seriously." Natty wipes a tear from her eyes as she continues to laugh.

"I'm really not dating him!?"

"You're so funny!" Imelda pats your shoulder. "Don't tell me kissing each other everywhere except the lips counts as friendly. Who the fuck kisses their friend on the neck?"

"Uh, she has a point." Poppy shrugs. "He walks you to class, holds your hand, and not even in a normal way. It's the intertwined one, and if looks could kill, Garreth Weasley had already been buried months ago."

"Also, he always touches you. An arm on your waist, hugging you from behind, fixing your hair, looking at you like you're the Messiah yourself." Natty lists on, continuing Poppy's evidence. Surely not?

You stare at them with wide eyes and an unreadable look. You and Sebastian had always had a strong bond. Ominis often commented about feeling left out whenever you two were together. You always thought that he was just teasing you about it. The things that you've gone through had eliminated all barriers between the two of you, so physical affection had seem normal for you. Had the line between friends and more than friends became too blurred already?

"Merlin's beard. You don't know!" Natty gasps in shock. "Rafiki, that is more than just friendship."

"But I'm really not..." You try to defend yourself, but the more that they stare at you, the more you start to realize how obvious it should've been. Before you could try and convince yourself about how ludicrous it is all, Imelda delivers the final blow.

"Love, everyone knows Sebastian is yours."

Heat rises to your cheeks, and as if things couldn't get any worse, a familiar voice calls out to your little group.

"There you are!" Sebastian Sallow, the devil himself, grins as he approches your little group with Ominis trailing behind. The three cough at his sudden appearance and you freeze in your seat.

He makes his way behind you, grasping your shoulder firmly before leaning down close to your face. "Hey, I'm here. No greeting?"

You turn your head towards him, glancing at the three girls who look away, trying to contain their laughter. You look back at Sebastian, who smiles, expecting something. You sigh, giving him a chaste kiss on his cheek. He lights up like a Christmas tree.

At the sight of affection, the three suddenly stand up, collecting their things. "O-oh I just remembered I forgot to water the chinese cabbages again, haha! Silly me! I better go get it!" Natty says with a poorly concealed smile. Sebastian looks at her, confused.

"Uh? Okay?" Sebastian awkwardly laughs. You glared at her as she grabbed Imelda and Poppy who make haste in gathering their things.

"I also have to bring them and Ominis because of ... uh... safety." Natty bullshits her way through as Imelda grabs the young Gaunt's arm, pulling him with them.

"Huh what? I didn't get a say in th—" Poppy covers his mouth as they walk away, dragging him along. Natty gives her a final thumbs up of encouragement as the two of you watch in confusion. You watch as their figures disappear before the boy beside you finally breaks the silence.

"There they go." Sebastian sighs. "I was hoping I'd get to hang out, but oh well. I don't really have complaints with just us here."

You flush at his bluntness as he sits down beside you, pulling your figure to his arms. He hugs you tightly before resting his head on your shoulder. "History of Magic felt like forever. I swear I'd never be able to stay awake in that class. Binns must've put something in the air."

You couldn't focus. He's so close.

"Lucky that you and Ominis get to share that class. At least you'd have someone to suffer with." He jokes as he raises his head. Silence engulfs you both as he stares at your face.

"Stop." You groan as you try to push his face away, but he only grasps your hand in his palm.

"Why? You look like you're about to explode." He laughs softly. You still couldn't look at him, eyes trained at the table in front of you. To make things worse, he grabs your chin before softly turning your head towards him.

"I'm talking to you. Look at me." He mumbles lowly in a deep voice. You almost wanted to whimper at how attractive that was.

"Stop doing that, I swear." You whisper as you look at him, nervousness creeping. He smirks, leaning in.

"Why? You seem so quiet today." He chuckles, pulling you closer as he tucks a stray hair away from your face. "What's got your pretty little head busy, hm?"

"You." You admit as your eyes admire his features. He lets out a soft smile.

"Me?"

"Yeah." You raise your hands to cup his cheeks. The two of you had been sitting so close that if you just lean a little bit forward, you'd be able to kiss him.

"Yeah?" He raises his eyebrows in amusement as his gaze flickers from your eyes to your lips.

"You're so annoying." You pout. He bites his lip before dropping his head on your shoulder. Your fingers then softly scratch his scalp and twirling his curls. He raises his head back up before unashamedly stares at your lips.

"I don't need to tell you what's going to happen, right?" He whispers. You gulp nervously as your arms slide up to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

"Mhm." You hum before placing a chaste kiss on his lips, testing the waters. He lets out a shaky breath at the sudden action. You look up at his eyes, trying to discern if what you did was okay before he grins fully and leans back down to kiss you again.

Your body unconsciously pushes against him, craving his touch. You tenderly kiss him back, hands occuppied with his soft hair. His hands rub your lower back gently as he continues to kiss you. You don't know how much time has passed before you pull away. You both smile at each other before Sebastian leans forward to give you more pecks on the lips. You giggle at his behavior.

"I like you." He whispers, nudging his nose against yours. You smile at his confession, palms now cupping his cheeks. You press a firm kiss on his lips before staring at him in adoration.

"I like you too."

A/N 1.1 : IM DEAD i love this. Also im not sure if I said friend in Swahili right ,,, lmk if its correct 🫶

A/N 1.2 : TYSM FOR ENJOYING THIS LOVE U ALL

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legacygirlingreen · 1 year

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Part 3 : Stardust // Sebastian Sallow x Reader

Authors note:

I hope part 3 is worth the wait because… well it’s definitely… heating up a tad 😉 Thanks again to the awesome @hyunrikim , love you so much seriously for the ideas with writing the more spicy scenes… and @localravenclaw for the permission to throw her lovely AI Sebastian image in the cover art this time (seriously it’s beautiful and I love it 😭). Anyways… hope you all enjoy…

Word count: 8,500 +

Warnings: NSFW content, slight mentions of breeding/pregnancy (only if you squint on the second - no one actually gets knocked up!) , Minors Do Not Engage, 18+

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/legacygirlingreen/713709759369560064/part-1-becoming-a-proper-gentlemen?source=share

Part 3: Stardust

Sebastian wiped the sweat that had accumulated near his hairline with the back of his left hand while he continued to dry the wood table with his right. Since he’d started working at the 3 Broomsticks he found carrying around a rag at all times to be helpful, given there were often spills in this line of work.

He hadn’t even been back with everyone at the castle for five minutes before he was using the Floo network to travel to the tavern, practically begging on his hands and knees to Ms. Ryan for employment in his spare time. The conversation had gone over quite honestly, and as he continued to clean the mess left by one of their regular patrons he remembered the words the witch had told him.

“Whatever do you need a job for Sebastian? You are in school. You need to be focused on your studies. I am sure your parents would not be thrilled with the idea of you splitting your time this way…” she told him apprehensive to grant his request.

“I am only talking about the occasional evening and weekends Sirona please… It is very important to me that I am able to make the money on my own. Being here is much safer than the alternatives I have considered. Besides, I am old enough to be making decisions.” He told her, begging his case.

“What is it that you so desperately need the galleons for? If… if your family needs help covering for Anne you know you can always ask me for the assistance… I knew your parents quite well, and I refuse to watch you work yourself to death on Solomon’s behalf.” She explained, misreading the situations, but still offering from the kindness of her heart.

“It’s not… it’s not entirely to do with Anne. In fact, for the most part it isn’t.” He said, looking down sheepishly. Sebastian was anxious explaining himself to anyone besides Anne and Solomon, as they may not understand his witch came from different customs. While he was confident in his affections for the new student, he worried about the judgment he may face from others over their chosen course of actions.

“Sebastian, you know I am going to need more information than that…” she explained, trying to be gentle to the young man.

“I know, I know” he frustratingly ran his hand through his disheveled hair, looking around awkwardly suddenly aware the nosy sets of eyes upon him as he struggled, trying to find the words to say when he was interrupted.

“I need a hand grabbing one of the kegs from storage. Join me?” She asked. Sebastian realized she could just lift them with a simple charm, taking the moment of privacy the tavern owner so graciously was offering. He nodded, stepping through the doors to the back store, following her down into the cellar as the enchanted braziers on the wall lit up as they walked down the stairs.

“Alright, out with it. What trouble have you gotten yourself into Sallow? Whatever it is we ca-“ she started, immediately assuming the worst but when Sebastian shook his head she stopped speaking.

“I am not in trouble. Far from it actually…” he blushed, thinking of how to word his request and explain his current situation without looking like a love stricken fool.

“Is it to do with that girl? The new student? The one with you over the holiday?” She asked. Ever the astute Ravenclaw.

Sebastian nodded, clearing his throat while looking back at Sirona who eyed him curiously.

“I will say, you looked quite smitten, even after the troll attack. Then each time you’ve visited with her since… I’ve noticed a shift in you. I am correct in assuming it’s been because of her?” Sirona continued to dance around the subject.

“Yes… I have grown, quite attached to her.” He said, confirming the witch’s suspicions.

“You are saving up to gift her something I assume? That’s why you need the money? I am sure if you plan to get something from a shop here I could work out a few days work in exchange -“ Sirona started but Sebastian interrupted.

“What I plan to get is not something sold here in Hogsmeade…” he explained.

“Curious… Not in Hogsmeade? Most things needed by witches and wizards are available in town. What’s the occasion? A birthday?” she inquired

“I want to ask her to Marry me. And I don’t intend on doing so without a ring. Solomon gave me some of my inheritance to get land for a home, but I… I want to work for the money for a ring.” He finally caved, giving her a full explanation.

Sirona remained silent, not entirely shocked at his confession as to why he needed the money. Seeing them together before Christmas had reminded her of watching her older friend and classmate with one Sampson Sallow…

“Well… I usually don’t employ students outside of the summer months… however lately it’s been quite rowdy on the weekends. I suppose having an extra hand could be nice. However, you have to promise me this won’t interfere with your schoolwork. Your mother would kill me if she knew I was taking you away from studying to serve butter beer.” She offered with an outstretched hand.

Sebastian promptly smiled, raising his hand to meet hers in a firm shake.

That had been over a month ago, and since then he’d spent almost every single Friday night, Saturday and Sunday on his feet from the moment the pub opened until they sent their last customer home. On more than one occasion he’d needed assistance getting back to his common room simply from the exhaustion.

He hadn’t fully lied to the girl either when she inquired about his sudden employment at the three broomsticks. Sirona had said she wanted assistance on weekends, and Ms. Ryan had been kind enough to play along with the excuse when questioned. The way the two had skirted inquires from the new Slytherin was admirable, to the point the girl hadn’t even questioned it anymore.

He was always grateful when Sirona would bid him goodnight and she would be waiting there under the streetlamp next to the floo flame, ready to head back with him. Sometimes she would be joined by Poppy or Natty, already out of the castle on an adventure, but she made it a priority to see him leaving his grueling shifts.

Even thinking now about how excited he was just to see her warm eyes under the lantern’s light once he got to step out of the stuffy pub into the cool air made him smile.

“Sallow, mind helping the table in the front?” Sirona called, breaking him out of his trance as he nodded, working his way to the small enclosed table near the front door. Watching his step carefully, attempting to avoid slipping on the wet floor coated in spilled drink and melted snow he didn’t look up until his feet were directly in front of the booth.

Upon doing so he was greeted with the welcome sight of his favorite companions, noses red from the cold, thick layers of winter clothes still wound tightly around their chilled bodies from the track from the school. Ominis was still attempting to warm his hands by rubbing them together, unfortunate enough to have to hold his wand out while he walked, while everyone else would’ve been able to keep theirs warm in their coat pockets.

Next to him sat one very excited looking Lucan, thankful to be included in a late night activity with the older students. Natty joined him, scolding him for running ahead, as she no doubly felt responsible for her younger housemate. As he looked around the table, he noticed Poppy Sweating giggling as… Imelda whispered in her ear… The sight both confounding him while also making total sense the more he thought about it. Lastly he looked to the other side of Ominis seeing his witch standing to greet him.

“Sorry if the group grew a bit too much, I only intended it to be Ominis and I, but word spread and-“ she was cut off as he quickly latched his hands onto her waist, joyfully lifting her into his arms and connecting their mouths. Breaking apart with a giggle he set her down at the brief exchange, expecting Imelda to make a nasty comment at their affection. Instead he found the Irish girl with her head propped up on her hand taking in the words of the young hufflepuff as if they were the only thing in the world to listen to.

Shaking his head he brought his attention back to the witch in his arms, eyes crossing with hers as he explained “Honestly you could’ve come here with Leander and I’d still be happy just getting to see you.” She knew he was exaggerating, as he found the Gryffindor boy to be the most repulsive of their classmates.

“Been a long day?” She asked, sensing the tiredness in his eyes and he nodded.

“Positively exhausting…” he leaned in closer, her cheeks growing warmer with anticipation of what he could be telling her in secret.

“Imelda and Poppy?” He phrased as a question as he leaned back with a smirk.

Smacking his shoulder she narrowed her eyes almost threateningly “Don’t you dare.”

Knowing she was right in the assumption he would taunt their housemate for her seemingly new crush on the cheery girl from their class he shook his head.

“How is it fair? She gets to taunt us, then gets off Scot free when it’s her turn” he pretended to pout but at this point only played along to get a rise out of the girl currently in his arms.

“I will hurt you myself Sebastian. Leave them be. They will come to realize it in their own time… besides… I don’t want to make it harder for them since people may look down on them for both being girls…” the way she expressed her concerns for her two friends not being accepted by his classmate made his heart melt. Looking over her shoulder to see the Slytherin girl working her green scarf around Poppy’s chilled skin made him realize that she may be correct to leave them be for now.

“You’re right. I shall leave it be… for now…” he jokingly teased

She leaned up to peck his cheek before coming off the tips of her toes, “thank you”. Sitting back next to Ominis, she quickly cast a warming charm on his gloves and he thanked her.

“6 butter beers?” He asked the group, everyone but Poppy and Imelda looking up with a nod.

“It is so cool that you work here now Sebastian! Dueling extraordinaire, top Slytherin Student, former quidditch star and now bar tender at the best pub in Scotland!” Lucan praised him as he smiled at the younger boy. He had always carried a soft spot for the younger boy, whose mischief and creative mind rivaled his own.

“You’re much to kind to him Brattleby. As I recall, he lost crossed wands to y/n.” Ominis said with a smirk. Hearing their housemate attempt to lower him was all it took for Imelda to snap out of Poppy’s trance as she looked up at him with a smirk.

“He also can’t hold a candle to her flying record” Imelda said looking directly at his eyes tauntingly. Natty and the young Gryffindor watched the exchange with widened eyes.

Sebastian looked from Imelda to Poppy with a smirk, before returning his gaze to her. When she realized what he’d done, the fire in her eyes shrunk, fearful he would comment on what he’d seen. Instead he surprised her by looking down to the girl who’d stolen his heart, opting to heed her warning and refrain from saying anything even jokingly.

“Oh I am fully aware that even inexperienced this one is far better than me. I consider myself lucky to be in her company most days. After all, that’s all one can hope for… to steal the heart of someone so wonderful… how have you been Poppy? You’ve hardly said a word. Come across any dragons again recently.” He said, attempting to get the eye off himself as Imelda quickly turned to the girl for an explanation and he slipped away to grab them a drink.

Once behind the bar Sirona came back up from the storeroom, watching the group as Poppy told them how her and his witch had rescued a dragon from illegal fighting rings. He had been privileged enough to hear about it shortly after it happened, as there were few secrets between them. One would think he would be possessive or even demanding she did not throw herself into danger, especially after the incident over their holiday, but Sebastian trusted her abilities. He knew asking her to refrain from such adventure would be like caging a bird. Despite his worry, he would never ask her to do such a thing.

“I figured you could use a break” Sirona said nodding towards the table.

“Thank you, sorry if I’ve seemed… distracted today.” He explained. He wasn’t fully sure why he’d been in his head for most of the day, but he found himself zoning out. Perhaps the exhaustion of 2 and a half straight days of working was getting to him.

“You’ve been working hard this last month. Your mother would be proud.” Sirona said, filling the last mug, setting it on the tray for him to grab. As he went to lift it from the counter he saw 7 instead of 6.

“They only needed -“ he started but she wasn’t having it.

“Take the rest of the night off, I’ve got it from here.” She explained, shooing him from behind the counter.

“But, I -“ again he started but she interjected, grabbing the rag on her shoulder and slapping him with it.

“I am paying you for the rest of the evening whether you work the shift or not. You are young, you’ve got your friends and your love right there. Consider it a thank you for the hard work the last few weeks.” She said shoving a small leather bag of galleons in his hand.

Sebastian promptly opened it, expecting to see knuts, perhaps a few sickles, but instead was shocked to find it filled to the brim with galleons. His eyes widened and nearly filled with tears at realizing how much money she’d given him.

“This is entirely too gracious Sirona, I can’t-“ he started in but she placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Take it. I haven’t been privileged enough to find someone of my own, but that doesn’t mean I don’t recognize true love when I see it.You’re a hard worker Sebastian. Definitely as kind hearted as Alice. Please take an advance. Work when you can, but focus on visiting Anne and making her happy right now.” She explained, recognizing how much he’d done even in such a short amount of time.

Sebastian pocketed the money, removing the apron from his body as he quickly cast a charm to clean his dirty clothes. “Thank you Sirona… at the very least let me help clean up once everyone leaves” he offered, feeling the need to continue to earn his wage.

“I think I could find that acceptable. Now go. Enjoy. It’s on the house” she said, shooing the young man away, smiling as he sat down next to the Slytherin girl at the end of the table, wrapping his arm around her as they all began enjoying their evening.

***** *****

“Hey watch those hands Lucan!” Sebastian taunted, watching the young boy’s face go even more red as he attempted to aid his witch in standing. The group had enjoyed a tad too much, and were making their way back to the school grounds without him. He’d entrusted the two Gryffindors, deeming them more responsible than the very distracted Poppy and Imelda, and not wanting Ominis to be on edge leading her around without sight.

“Of course, sorry Sebastian!” The boy’s voice squeaked out as he leaned down to hold her face in his palm.

“Don’t take too long” she pouted and he chuckled, kissing her forehead. Taking the ends of his scarf that she’d worn, he wrapped it around her gently.

“I won’t, but Sirona shouldn’t have to clean up on her own. Wait up for me when you get back?” He asked, hinting at her to wait in the Room of Requirement instead of their common room. She nodded vigorously as the two Gryffindor students carefully escorted her down the path and out of his view.

Returning inside he saw Sirona had done almost all the labor to clean that normally took them hours. The chairs were resting on the tables and she had an enchanted mop scrubbing the floor. She sat at the bar, rifling through a box filled with parchment, looking up when he re entered.

“I want you to come look at something, it should only take a moment. You’ll be back in time before curfew.” She explained and he nodded taking a seat next to her.

“Ah, here it is. Sliding a worn envelop into his hands, he saw the words “Ryan” on the outside in familiar handwriting without a first name.

“To my Dearest house Companion,

I was so glad to see you again since you graduated. It has been entirely too long, and I apologize for the briefness of our last encounter at Hogsmeade. The twins are still quite young and require much attention as you can imagine.

I was writing to see if you were doing alright. I must be honest, upon seeing you at the three broomsticks, I have been worried for you. I hope you received Sampson and I’s owl with some help to purchase the tavern, knowing it to be your dream now that it’s available. We had looked forward to seeing you running the place.

You looked very worn my dear, and I worry that you are harboring much anxiety. I have never pressed the conversation you have shared in confidence with me, atop the Ravenclaw rooftop that night. I have guarded your secrets, knowing that only myself and your friend Maribel to be the only ones who know the “real” you.

I hope you find this letter as encouragement. I have known you since you were sorted into our house. I have watched you grow. I have always known you to be such a strong and kind hearted witch. I can assure you, that letting others see you as such may provide a freedom you had not considered. I only offer such advice as I wish to see you happy, however please do not feel pressured if you are unready to be open with others.

Sampson and I shall be returning to Hogwarts in the fall, both of us accepting positions as professors. I am excited to be able to visit you more, and ask if there any way possible you could watch the twins during the day. We shall provide you money in exchange. Sebastian is getting to that age he just wants to be involved in everything, so while he may be young, I imagine he may actually provide great help.

Either way, please always remember how deeply cared for you are. You are one of the kindest souls I know. I look forward to seeing you again soon.

All my love,

Alice Sallow

P.S. I recently stumbled upon a beautiful spring in my travels, and it made me think of you. I believe the goddess Sirona, to have sent me a feeling to write to you, so attached you shall find a vial of her earthly blessings…

Sebastian held the letter in shock, knowing that he didn’t have memory of Sirona before she began watching them some days while their parents taught. The heavy bag of galleons in his pocket acting like an anchor.

“Your mother was one of the few people in this world who could actually see the real me for so long. She was a dear friend. I have always wondered how I may thank her for her kinship, and her encouragement for me to be myself… helping to look after you has been such a joy Sebastian. You are truly a man she would be proud of.” Sirona spoke, holding out a photo of himself and Anne at the tavern while young in which Sirona was allowing them both to dangle off her strong arms the air as they cheerfully giggled.

“I don’t know what to say Sirona, this is much too kind” he explained.

“Don’t be. Your parents helped loan me the money to buy this place. You can consider it repayment if it eases your mind… however I want you to do what makes you happy.” She explained, standing to escort him to the door.

He brought the old family friend into his arms as he hugged her close. “Thank you Sirona, for everything” he said reverently.

“Of course. Just know… I expect visits every now and again. I’d also like to see the ring, once you’ve asked.” She said with a wink and he straighten, giving her a nod.

“Of course, this shall be the first place we stop to celebrate. I promise.” He told her and she smiled.

“Go on Romeo… I recall you told her to wait up for you.” She said and he couldn’t stop his legs from bolting towards the flame back to hogwarts.

***** ***** ******

He ran through the room of requirement like a man on a mission. Thankful that Deek was no where in sight, he all but bolted at top speed down the stairs that lead to the second half of her magical room. He wasn’t sure why exactly he was in such an urgent need to be near her, to hold her, feel her press into him. Perhaps it was the excitement he felt knowing he could move forward with their joint plans to build a future together. Maybe he truly had missed her company over the past few weeks. Or a combination of everything, but he didn’t stop until he found her cuddled up next to the window in a lounge chair with a blanket over top her. In her hands she twiddled her wand, curling and twisting it around her fingers.

“Hey you” she giggled out, looking up at him.

Sebastian held his hand out, begging her to rise to meet him, all while his body felt like it was shaking with electricity. Swinging her legs to the side she allowed him to pull her from laying down to standing in his arms.

He couldn’t help the sigh of relief that tumbled past his lips as he wrapped his strong arms wrapped around her much smaller frame. His one hand cradling her head onto his chest while the other pulled her impossibly close by the waist. She breathed in his normal sent that had wrapped itself in a mix of butter-beer and sweat from a day of hard labor. She felt him tip his nose and mouth into her hair, breathing in his own sigh of relief.

“I know I need a shower, but I wanted to see you first” he said, voice muffled by being so close to her.

“There’s no rush… we have all the time in the world” she said, pulling him closer as she spoke. He smiled, knowing that she had know clue the weight to which she alluded, as that time was about to rapidly expand in their near future. There was something sitting in the air. Almost heavy, and filled with longing and anticipation. As he gently held her, almost swaying the same way they had Christmas Eve in Feldcroft, the depth of the feeling grew.

Suddenly the room began to shift, a loud sound echoing throughout. Jumping away from her, grabbing his wand he shoved her behind him ready to protect her if need be. Immediately the air was filled with her boisterous laughter.

“It’s just the room shifting… let’s see what it thinks we Require” she spoke, eyebrows dancing as she giggled, pulling him by the hand to the corner were a small door appeared.

“Does it do that often?” He asked her, still shocked at the magical properties of her room, despite having spent a great deal of his time with her inside its walls.

“Sometimes” she said with a shrug, dramatically flinging the door open. Seeing its contents immediately sent her into another fit of giggles as she leaned into his body to prevent herself from falling over.

He stepped inside, seeing the way the green tiles reflected the candle light in such a soft and calming way. It was almost a recreation of the bathroom in the Slytherin dorms. The golden shower head, incased in glass instead of behind the normal curtain. But the same green tiles and snakelike artwork depicted about.

“I don’t know if I should be offended the room thinks I smell that awful, or if I should thank it for not making me track all the way down to the dungeons” he spoke, pulling her through the doorway with him. She looked up at him, longing in her eyes and he didn’t even question for a moment before slamming her backwards into the door.

The charged feeling from before coming back to the forefront of his mind as he pressed himself between her legs, pinning her into the back of the door which had only appeared moments ago. She moaned into his mouth at the shock of the contact, her hips coming up to meet his with the same fury.

Pulling his mouth from hers, he reconnected it on the pulse of her neck as she jokingly called out “I suppose that means you don’t care if I join you?”

“It’s been far too long since I have seen this beautiful body of yours” he said, sincerity peaking through the dominance in his tone. Usually he found himself in conflict with that side of himself, repressing it entirely in favor of savoring his time with her. However a pocket full of gold to effectively secure their future together, his ability to restrain the more animalistic tendencies was effectively lost.

Sebastian meant what he said, it had been since their moments in Feldcroft that they’d gone beyond kissing each other breathless or pawing over clothes. Occasionally he’d slip a cheeky hand around her bottom, giving her a squeeze to startle her, or she’d return the favor by sliding a hand under the untucked bottom of his button down. Once they had found themselves grinding their hips together while still clothed a few weeks back. That alone made him feel his manhood shake within the confines of his school trouser more than he cared to admit.

Acting now on almost two months worth of buildup, he carefully started to slide the sweater she wore up her torso. It had been one of his older sweaters, from his third year as a student, that he’d let her borrow one weekend they went home to visit Anne before he had work. She had found herself reaching for it most days, as it reminded her of him on the nights they couldn’t sleep together.

That had been another thing he had missed dearly. Occasionally they would slip away to the Room of Requirement, making a bundle of pillows on the floor and taking naps in each others arms. However a few hours here and there didn’t make up for the cold and lonely feeling he had most nights as he couldn’t get up the stairs to her dorm room and Ominis usually sounded the alarm when she tried to sneak up to his side. He had been utterly spoiled those few weeks in his home with her nestled in his arms, finding sleep more easily than he had in years. Without her, he was once again back to restless nights.

Sebastian couldn’t help but think that soon enough it wouldn’t be such a taboo to fall asleep with her on his chest, and wake up holding her in his arms. That wholesome thought was replaced with something much less innocent seeing his sweater fall to the ground and a small lace corset being the only thing she wore under it.

Letting out a groan he hooked his fingers around her waistband, turning her around slightly to get a better view in the dim lighting. Seeing the way the low lighting created such harsh contrast along the curves of her waist and chest made him groan.

“Why didn’t you tell me this was all that was under there” he chuckled against the skin of her right breast, releasing it before sucking one of her nipples into his mouth.

Breathlessly she giggled, “I thought it would be more fun to let you discover that yourself”

Releasing her, Sebastian stood back to his full height, looking down at her blushing face, smirk still lingering and dazed expression from both the alcohol and the feelings that so often accompanied their more intimate moments.

“So you planned this..” he teased, going to undo the buttons of his shirt as she leaned back against the wall for support, sliding her pants down her legs to reveal a thin pair of panties that matched. She nodded, almost responding to his metaphorical question by displaying the intimate clothing to him.

Upon seeing the matching set she’d donned his mouth fell open, and with that yet another laugh fell from her kiss swollen lips. He truly did love how utterly giggly she got when consuming alcohol. Some people were aggressive or depressive. However, every experience where he’d seen her drink she often became more affectionate towards him and more joyful, more carefree. He loved that side of her.

“Oh darling” he said, quickly stripping himself of the rest of his filthy uniform, throwing it to the floor, dragging her closer, once again reconnecting their mouths as he pushed her against the wall of the shower.

“I take it that you like it?” She smirked against his mouth as she pulled back just enough to mutter the words, then resume their ministrations.

Pulling away long enough to shove his underwear down to his feet, he quickly made his way to pulling hers down to join his. “I truly love it. However right now I think I’d like it better on the floor. Don’t you agree?” He didn’t give her a chance to answer before his skilled fingers removed the corset without much struggle, hand desperately reaching for the taps to turn on the water.

The first few seconds were cold, and she let out a shriek at the temperature.

“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up” he growled into the skin of her neck, arms reaching around her from behind. His manhood stood at attention from the intensity they’d experienced, not quelled by the coldness of the water. Angling his hips, Sebastian allowed himself the pleasure of feeling the curve of her ass against his hard cock, as he pulled her closer.

Reaching up to slide her now wet hair over her shoulder, he kissed the nape of her neck, gently swaying in the water with her in his arms. She could feel the way he flexed his biceps around her, knowing she would be lying to say she hadn’t noticed the way his job had brought out even more broadness in his shoulders and arms. She loved seeing what labor continued to do to his body. Feeling it pressed so tightly against her now as his lips grazed her neck she couldn’t help by loudly moan out, sounds echoing off the tiles.

“What’s got you all worked up babygirl?” He smugly let out along her skin as he continued nibbling her nape. Reaching around, he let one of his hands slip down to her slick folds, lazily dragging his pointer and middle fingers through to collect her arousal.

Carefully turning her around with his other hand so that she faced him, he brought his hand up to his mouth, making direct eye contact while he brought her slick to taste on his tongue. He groaned out, eyes rolling back slightly as the hand still on her waist tightened.

“Fuck - I’ve missed having you on my tongue. So fucking sweet.”

She let out a gasp at his words, enjoying the way he looked down at her once he re-opened his eyes. The intensity of his arousal was apparent, but as was his adoration. Not that she differed, as she could feel herself mirroring him perfectly while she fell deeper into his beautiful mahogany eyes.

Sensing her swell of emotions , he stopped for a moment, fingers tracing lazy patterns in the skin of her waist.

“What’s on your mind, love?” He asked her, genuinely curious what had caused the soft expression to appear in her eyes.

“You are just so beautiful Sebastian” she said and he couldn’t help but be taken aback by the sincerity of her tone. Bringing his hand to push back his wet hair from his forehead as he bashfully looked down at their feet. He’d been many things in his life: loud, brash, unyielding, mischievous, and he figured just attractive enough to have secured himself alongside the most beautiful witch he’d known. While he was aware she found him to be handsome, he didn’t realize she felt quite so deeply for his outward qualities.

He had a long list of things he wasn’t thrilled about when it came to his appearance: the way his nose gave way to his round and flared nostrils, his smile which he felt often seemed awkward when he showed his teeth. He had always felt his freckles made him appear more boyish instead of the man he’d hoped to be. His long and thick eyelashes gave more of a feminine nature than he’d like. Whenever he dared to look in a mirror he often saw his flaws, sometimes glaringly obvious and other times as a distraction from how his face was slowly growing more and more into the features of Solomon and his father.

“I can’t imagine I am that much to look at Darling” he said with a sigh, head still hanging low. His eyes watched water droplets fall from the tile walls, trailing down to the drain under their feet. He felt himself in a trace watching until he felt fingertips lightly grazing his chin, encouraging him to look back up.

The look on her face as he did so made him feel as if she had ripped his heart open completely, forging her way inside and burning strongly within him such a bold and passionate love that would’ve made the poets jealous. She bore a light smile, just barely lifting the sides of her beautiful lips while her eyes looked right through him.

Using her other hand she started to trace her fingertips ever so lightly across his shoulders, as her eyes moved down to look at the lines she created on his body.

“You have really filled out working with Sirona” she barely whispered out, hands coming up to cup the now much more pronounced dip between his shoulder and bicep. Holding herself steady she resumed her gaze over him. Eyes studying him with wonder and what he could only describe as amazement. The childlike wonder in her eyes and soft hint of a smile at the corner of her lips

“How could one not love these beautiful freckles? The way they cover every inch of you… like the night sky… constellations to be studied all on their own. It’s like you are made of stardust Sebastian.” She said, fingers tracing from freckle to freckle along his shoulder and chest, mapping out shapes she saw along his skin. Carefully she brought herself onto the tips of her toes, hand holding his bicep tightening to maintain balance along the wet tiles, before lowering her lips onto a spot near his collarbone.

Orion. She spoke before laying another kiss to a spot closer to the center of his chest.

Capricornus. She continued laying slow, sensual kisses along his skin as she traced the well known constellations into his skin.

Draco. Leo. Pegasus. Gemini. Cetus.

You are more beautiful than the heavens...

He looked down in shock, not realizing he’d closed his eyes until he heard the last words she spoke. Sebastian felt his mouth go dry, seeing the way her beautiful eyes were lost in the sea of blemishes across his skin. Never in all his life had he known such care, such admiration, such love.

Unable to form proper words he allowed her to stroke his nose with her finger. Once again she rose, pressing a small kiss to the ball of his nose. Sebastian breathed in a shallow breath before quickly gripping her shoulders, as if the kiss broke him out of the trace he’d been in. Turning her around so that her back was pressed into his chest once more, he brought his fingers down to stroke her folds.

“Let me make you feel good. Please.” He barely managed to get out the words as he felt her nod against him.

He started tracing his fingers around her womanhood, teasingly avoiding the one spot he knew was sure to get a reaction. When she let out an almost annoyed whine at his chosen path of ministrations he chuckled.

“Sebastian please…” she barely managed to get out through gritted teeth.

He lowered his lips to her ear, dragging in the lobe gently before asking her “Please what? I am already touching you… is that not what you wanted? Wearing that skimpy set of undergarments under my sweater… I need to hear you ask. I need to hear you say how good only I can make you feel”

She wasn’t really sure what had come over him, to get him to speak to her this way, but she suddenly felt lightheaded and knew she couldn’t blame it on the butter beer.

“Only you make me feel this good Sebastian, only you” she whined out breathlessly.

He felt himself beginning to smirk into the skin of her neck, nipping it well enough to leave a small bruise. Before remembering she never properly answered his question.

“Where do you want me to touch you angel?” He hummed, eyelids growing heavy as his cock twitched against the curve of her ass. Feeling him against her, she ground it back onto him and he stifled out a groan, not wanting to give her control of the situation.

“That… spot… from last time” she heaved out through strangled breaths as he continued teasing her.

Bringing his pointer finger up slightly, he grazed her Pearl and she let out a whine, thrusting her hips forward chasing the contact.

“Right here?” He asked, applying more pressure and she nodded aggressively.

Still rubbing her, he decided to give up teasing her physically, opting instead to use his words.

“Is this where you touch yourself when you’re all alone my love?” Sebastian asked.

“Yes..” she choked out as she moaned.

“You know what it’s called don’t you..? This special spot of yours?” He teased but when he saw the expression of embarrassment on her face he kissed her cheek breaking his command for just a moment at her innocence.

“This,” he started with a stronger press against her “is your clitorus love… that spot that makes you come undone in the most beautiful of ways” he said instructing her. He found it cute that she wasn’t even fully aware of her own anatomy, and he’d only known having picked up a book on anatomy a few years back.

Once again he resumed softly circling it with his index finger, occasionally applying more pressure as she squirmed. The moment of innocence gone as she continued incoherent babbling at his moments.

“And what do you think of when you touch yourself here…?” He growled, rubbing his finger against her in fast tight circles.

“You… you Sebastian… I think of -“ she said struggling with words. He removed his fingers from her and once again she let out a whine. He felt bad for getting her wound up but he was dying to hear what she thought about when she touched herself to the thought of him.

“Tell me… what about me do you think of? What does your beautiful mind dream of me doing?”

Once again he laid his index finger ever so gently to her clit, holding it there but not moving it when he asked “do you think of me touching you here? Like I have been? Thinking of my hands instead of yours? Do you think of me rubbing fast little circles on this sensitive clit?”

She vigorously nodded trying to slightly press her hips into his hand for more friction and he smirked knowing she got off imagining his hands on her. However he wanted to know truly how deep the rabbit hole went…

Bringing his fingers down further he teased her opening with his fingertips as he asked “Do you think of me entering you here? Have you ever brought your fingers down to your hole, imagining it’s me that is working you open?” He said against the shell of her ear, finger tracing a circle around her rim.

Sebastian could feel the way it shifted in anticipation of him doing so, her opening almost shaking under his finger tip. In fact her whole body was shaking under his grasp as he tried to find restraint from just pushing his finger inside her to find out just how the inside of her walls would feel.

“Please let me touch you here. I want nothing more than to feel you around me, pulling me in… please let me make you feel good” he could almost feel himself growing needy from his request, slightly embarrassed at how much he needed to touch her in her most intimate part. He was worried for a moment about losing the control he seemingly had over her but when she called out, bucking her hips violently into him he regained that sense to claim her once more.

“Yes pleaseeee Sebastian '' she gave her permission, widening her legs as she looked over her shoulder at him in anticipation through lowered lashes.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise. Please let me know if you need me to slow down or if it hurts… I want to worship you.”

She nodded at him as he brought his other hand up to cup her cheek, pressing his lips to hers with a passionate kiss before pulling back. Something primal in him wanted to watch her expression as he set out to breach her wall for the first time, even if it was only with his index finger.

So he did just that. Bringing his finger up just enough to coat it in the slick that had made itself known in her folds he brought it back to her hole. Eyes fixed on hers, he ever so carefully slid it inside her. Her eyes grew wide at the intrusion but she made no attempts to stop him. As he entered her he became overwhelmed at how warm it felt wrapped around his finger. He could feel the way her cunt greedily seemed to pull him further inside as he pushed in until his palm rested flat against her mound of curls.

She sighed against him, leaning her head back on his shoulder as he stilled his finger inside her body, allowing her to adjust.

“How do you feel?” He asked her, nipping the bruise he’d already formed on her neck.

“Full” she whispered out, eyes trained to the ceiling. Hearing her admit that while he currently was pressed against her, finger deep inside her beautiful body brought back a ferioscity.

Sliding in and out partially, he would push it back in slowly as he began to fuck her with his finger. She began rutting against his hand as he brought his other hand up sliding it around to play with her breasts. In doing so he pulled her even closer into his frame, his dick painfully hard and throbbing against her.

“Imagine how full you would be with my cock in you.” He hissed in her ear and he picked up the pace.

“So full Sebastian” she all but wailed.

“You’d look so full babygirl, and so very pretty stuffed to the brim with me. Can’t you feel it? Feel how much it wants to be inside this warm, wet cunt of yours?” He purred in her ear, intentionally pressing his dick into her backside more.

She didn’t respond with words but he felt the way her inner walls contracted around his finger before he slowed enough to add a second one. She shuddered at the feeling of being stretched wider but didn’t speak as he continued.

“Do you ever think of what it would be like for me to actually enter you in that way? Tell me sweet girl. Please. I need to hear you tell me how good I’m making you feel. How good you would feel if I claimed you as mine…”

“It feels so good… yes I think about you being inside here when I’m alone… you make me feel like I’m coming apart at the seams” she barely managed to indulge his lust hazed demands as he once again picked up the pace.

“Good. I also think about how wonderful it will feel when I finally enter this tight little hole… how beautiful you’ll look wrapped around me. How loud I could make you sing when I’m making you feel good. How gorgeous you’d look full of my cum…” at this point he was just incoherently letting all the thoughts he kept locked inside his brain spill out, but she didn’t care. In fact, upon hearing such lude comments she was shocked to feel herself throbbing under the intensity of it all.

“You’re going to look absolutely divine when I pump my children into you… ethereal when you safely carry them within you, right here…” he said, moving his left hand over her womb, softly stroking it.

Her eyes snapped open at how openly he was acknowledging his animalistic desire to give her children. Bringing her hand up she kept his hand pressed tightly to her stomach, a loud moan escaping her as she allowed his words to give her the glorious mental picture he was painting.

“You like that? Want me to give you a little Sallow?” He bucked his hips into her once more, his tip sliding between her cheeks and he kept going.

“YES” she screamed as she approached that feeling she had the first time he’d made her release.

“Who’s making you feel this good? Tell me!” He demanded it of her.

“You are! Sebastian I -“ she started to speak but he rocked into her with his hips pressing her tighter against him with the arm still around her waist. Deciding to curl his fingers to stroke the sides of her wall he was pleasantly surprised at her reaction. She let out a scream, body tightening around him as she slumped in his arms for a moment. Her labored breath only stirred him on more.

Slowly sliding off his fingers, she turned around to face him. The look in her eyes of longing made him ponder the honest words he’d spoken. She should’ve slapped him for being so crass, but instead she surprised him by sliding to her knees.

Lifting his cock in her hands. He was prepared for her to touch him, similar to how she’d done in the bath on his birthday. However when she tentatively brought her lips around the head of his prick he couldn’t help but fall back into the wall, as he slipped from her mouth.

“Shit!” He hissed, watching as she looked up at him with such a doe like expression, following him by crawling on her knees to once again place him inside her warm mouth.

The feeling of her mouth around his manhood was very similar in feeling to what her pussy felt like around his fingers. Given what he’d just done he knew he wouldn’t last long.

She wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing but tried to replicate the way she stroked him with her hand using her mouth. Pressing him further inside she gagged a little and he let out a groan as she did. The feeling of him hitting her gag reflex, caused her to accidentally shift her teeth, causing him some discomfort feeling them graze his shaft.

She pulled back apologetically, ready to ask what she should do when he encouraged her to keep going.

“So good… doing so good for me. My goddess.” He spoke and she took that as a sign to continue, trying to tease his shaft with her tongue this time.

Sebastian seemed to really have enjoyed it because his mouth kept spewing the filth he’d been mumbling for the duration of their activity.

“Fuck… going to make you my wife…Then I’m going to keep pumping you full of my brown eyed babies… would you like that?” he asked.

When she nodded her head to answer his question he twitched inside her mouth as he grabbed her hair, pushing her down in the same manor.

“Again, do that again please” his voice went thick with need and she replicated the movement again, discovering a slight taste of salt in her mouth as he leaked precum from his tip.

“I’m going to, agh I need to finish-“ he spoke as a warning for her to pull back but when she hollowed her cheeks attempting to suck in a breath he spilled in her mouth.

At first she tried to swallow his load but became overwhelmed about halfway through, pulling off his cock as he finished spilling his load in her face, lips and into her hair.

“Shit! I am so sorry darling, come here” he said once he came down enough to see her looking up at him, his release in her wet hair and all over her face.

He lifted her gently off the floor of the shower, hands lifting to wipe himself away from her pretty face. As he did so she raised a hand to stroke his cheek similarly to how he was cleaning her.

“I didn’t mean to -“ he tried to explain, grimacing as he saw the way his cum clung to her hair, but she stopped him by bringing a finger to his lips.

“It’s okay Love”, she paused before giggling and continuing “I thought it was sexy that you filled me in some way…” she said her eyes trailing off with a newfound shyness

Contemplating his words he finished cleaning her face, turning her around some so he could wash her hair as well. She hummed as he did so, soaking up the affection and still feeling the bliss that came after moments like this.

When he finished, Sebastian wrapped his arms around her, his chin resting on her shoulder.

“Did you mean it?” He asked quietly

“Which part?” She hummed

“Well… all of it, but specifically the part about the stars?” He questioned.

“Of course.” She said sternly, hoping he could believe her.

Kissing her shoulder he replied “then you’re my goddess… and you belong in the heavens… next to me.”

Turning around in his arms she kissed him deeply, hands raising to brush his hair off his face like she’d done so many times before.

“And you can be my home. My light. My stardust.”

To be continued…

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #anne sallow #fluff #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x slytherin!reader #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow/reader #ominis x anne #poppy sweeting #imelda reyes #poppy x Imelda #smut #ns/fw breeding

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myokk · 5 months

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Some super quick (like 15 min top) sketches of Imelda bc I wrote a one shot about her & I can’t get her out of my mind 😭💓🥰 Poppy is next💗

(the one shot is mostly about how I imagine Imelda’s life but includes Imelda/Poppy. if you’re interested in the one shot, it can be found here:

#hogwarts legacy #Imelda Reyes #Imelda x poppy #poppy x Imelda #Hogwarts legacy fanfic #honestly I just love Imelda so much #I know we would be best friends irl #also when I finished the oneshot I realized I ignored every canon thing about her background lol #but I like my head canon so much 😭

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5sospenguinqueen · 6 months

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Professor Fig: I said you could invite one friend.

MC: Sir, they don't come separately.

Sebastian: Yeah, we're pack animals.

(Ominis, Poppy, Imelda, Natty, Garreth and Leander nod)

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elinoracia · 1 year

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⁑ Someone else flirts with you // Hogwarts legacy characters reactions x reader ⁑

~ Hogwarts Legacy headcanons ~

Warnings: Jealousy, fluff, f!reader, use of Y/N, not proofread, swearing (censored) Pairings: Sebastian x reader, Ominis x reader, Garreth x reader, Amit x reader, Poppy x reader, Natty x reader, Imelda x reader, Leander x reader.

Feel free to request anything!

→ [All characters are aged up to 18 y.o. or more (7th year)] ←

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Context: Following the events that took place during the 5th year, you became more popular without really wanting it. A few people have started to take a closer interest in you. But you still only have eyes for one person since you arrived. However, a boy has started flirting with you and talking to you more and more often. His name is Spencer Rooks. Spencer is the captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team, also in 7th year. His soft blue eyes, freckles and blond messy hair could make anyone feel flustered around him. But he only has his eyes on you and the person you like took notice of that. Today, Spencer passed you a note to meet him after class. You chose to accept his offer and listen what he had to say to you. Someone seems to not be too pleased by that... (pre-relashionship)

THEIR REACTION:

Sebastian:

Oh he's pissed. You're his! Well...not yet but you are his! He tolerated Spencer's flirting for way too long. He has to intervene.

"Spencer, leave her alone. Can't you see Y/N is not interested?"

All means are good if it makes him leave you alone. But if Spencer insists too much to talk to you, Sebastian will definitely raise his wand at him. He's not scared to be in detention again.

"Let's leave Y/N. He's not worth you time at all." He takes your hand and leads you somewhere else.

"What a prick! Touching you like that and flirting with you. Trust me, he's not good enough for you."

You ask him if he's jealous and you see him frown.

"I am not jealous, I would just prefer if he didn't exist near you! I-I mean...I know you can take care of yourself but- I just don't like others around you that can't respect you."

He'll cross his arms and will stare into your eyes.

"Next time, tell him you're mine. Tell him you're my girlfriend. And if he tries anything, I won't need my wand to hurt him. Besides, I bet he only likes you because you're Hogwarts hero or something like that...NO! I'm not jealous! I just think you deserve better!"

He will make sure that everyone knows you're his, even if you're not yet in a relationship with him.

He WILL be more affectionate and touchy in public.

He's very possessive and will remind you that you both were best friends before you saved Hogwarts and the wizzarding world in general.

"I liked and still like you for you, don't fall for guys like Spencer who only notice you for what you did. He's an opportunist! And you deserve someone who can see how wonderful you are."

Ominis:

Now he is more discreet about his feelings for you and how he handles jealousy. But when Spencer asked you to meet him after class, Ominis couldn't let that happen. He realises he was too slow to be the first to ask you out and he had to do something...quickly.

"Y/N, is that true that you planned to meet Spencer after class? Well...I advice you to reconsider. He does not seem like a very proper gentleman."

You ask him if he's jealous. You see his cheeks redden.

"Jealous? Why should I be jealous Y/N? You obviously are too good for him. And he does not seem like the type of individual you would be into...isn't he?"

He is worried you are into another boy but he tries to keep his composure.

"I heard a few people gossiping about him. Apparently, he has a new girlfriend every month. You deserve to feel special Y/N."

This might be the first time he pays attention to meaningless gossips. But he just has to convince you not to give Spencer a chance.

"Besides, I might need your help after class to prepare myself for our next potion exam. My concoctions are still utter rubbish and you seem to be the only one who actually make me improve my skills."

Any reason is a good reason if it makes you stay away from the Hufflepuff.

He will sit next to you in every class to make everyone understand you are with him, even if you're not his girlfriend yet...

He will frown everytime he hears you talking to another guy. And if Spencer dares to speak to you, he will drag you away and find an excuse to justify it.

"I hope he was not bothering you. I can make the Headmater expel him if he tries anything inappropriate. Just tell me if anything happens."

He didn't mind boys talking to you but when Spencer got a little to close to you for his liking, he became a bit more protective of you. He doesn't want to let that happen again.

Garreth:

He is not usually the jealous type because he knows you're not interested by the other boys/girls who are flirting with you on a daily basis. But Spencer seemed to have your attention for some reason... And when Garreth is jealous, he is not very classy about it.

"What is going on with Spencer and you? I heard you two whispering during class. Since when the both of you are that close?"

You explain to him you planned to meet up with Spencer after class because he had something to tell you. You hear the red-haired boy scoff.

"I bet he'll confess to you...that idiot. Hum...please tell me you don't reciprocate his feelings?"

He'll try to invite you somewhere else so you don't join Spencer after class. He thinks he is being sneaky about it.

"Please I can't find those ingredients without you, it's very urgent matters! Screw Spencer! Besides, you'd rather spend time with me than him...right?"

You're making the poor boy anxious. He is scared you might find Spencer better than him.

"I can also play quidditch you know? And I bet Spencer is not a talented potionist like I am! I'm just saying..."

You ask him if he's maybe...jealous? He left you no time to finish your last word that he quickly retorts.

"Me? Jealous? Please Y/N, you can't be serious. Why would I be jealous? We're...friends... and he is just some guy. I simply don't want you to shift your attention on him and forget about me, alright?"

You try to reassure him with some light-hearted teasing that he was your favorite flirt and that you couldn't possibly forget about him, even if you tried.

"Well...now I know. Could you maybe repeat the part where you said you could never forget me?"

Amit:

He is really not the jealous type because he understands why and how popular you became. But when he is jealous, he does not dare to talk about it to not seem possessive or selfish. But the way Spencer acts around you doesn't sit right with him...

"Y/N? I hope you don't mind if I bring up a rather...private subject. It's about you and Spencer. I noticed you two during class... Are you perhaps- please stop me if you do not feel comfortable sharing- b-but are you two...together?"

You ask him if he's just curious or maybe... jealous? You see him stiffen at your question.

"J-Jealous? I'm really not! I swear! I just think he might not be the right fit for you... You deserve someone who sees you for who you really are; the shiniest star in the sky. Nothing less..."

You reassure him by certifying that you were not in a relationship with Spencer. You then explain he just asked you to meet you up after class to tell you something. You see Amit slightly frown.

"I...I don't think you should meet with him."

He then instantly apologizes. His facial expression is a mix between confusion and fear. He's torn between telling you not to go or let you do what you want...

Out of the blue, he gently grabs your hand.

"What if I said I also... wanted to see you? Who would you choose?"

You can't help but let out a small chuckle. Of course you would choose Amit over him...over anyone actually. But he is so cute when he is jealous. But you finally give in to his request.

"R-really? You'd rather be with me? Then let's go to Honeydukes after class! I could also let you try the new lense of my telescope!"

Seeing him compete for you attention definitely made you feel really hot... He is so adorable.

Poppy:

She is way too obvious when she is jealous. She just can't hide it. This Spencer boy is seriously getting on her nerves...Why can't he just leave you alone? She's the only one who has the right to be glued to Y/N!

"Hum...Y/N...Are you and Spencer a thing? Because he seems really interested and you don't seem to mind it. I-I'm just curious, that's all! You know you can tell me anything."

She looks nervous and you can see it. She is twisting a strand of her hair between her fingers.

You tell her that Spencer actually asked you to meet him after class. Seeing the look on Poppy's face, you might have actually thought she saw a ghost. She was petrified.

"M-Meet him after class? Does he like you? Do you think he'll confess? Oh Merlin... Do you like this guy?"

She bombards you with questions. You're trying your best to reassure her but she doesn't seem to focus on what you're saying. You then take her hands into yours to calm her down.

"I-I'm sorry. But, as your friend... of course... I am just worried this guy is just not any good for you at all. He doesn't seem like the type to treat you right or anything. And you're worth so much better!"

"And who do I deserve then Poppy?" You asked with a playful giggle. You like to see her all flustered. It was so cute.

"W-Well...maybe someone who like you before all the stuff that happened during 5th year...A-Anyway! It's not about that, we are talking about Spencer here!"

She pouts at your light teasing. She is so terribly obvious about how she feels.

You have to reassure her and tell her that you don't feel anything for the Hufflepuff boy. She lets out a big sigh of relief.

"Good...So...does that mean you're free after class? Wanna do something with me?"

Natty:

Now Natty is very mature and can handle her jealousy very well...that's what she thought until Spencer grew a little too close to you. She usually doesn't mind your multiple admirers but this time it felt different. She has to do something...

"Y/N, I was wondering... Spencer seems quite persistent. Maybe you need help to tell him off?"

You explain to Natty he actually became a good friend and that he wanted to talk to you after class. She keeps a neutral face, not wanting her emotions to get the best of her.

"That is good to hear. I wonder what he has to say to you."

Natty knew exactly what Spencer wanted to talk to you about. But she felt selfish... She was biting her tongue to not say anything more.

"I hope he is not in love with you Y/N. I heard he was quite a flirtatious guys and that he treated his ex-girlfriends very poorly... Yes those are gossips but sometimes they are right! Well...maybe he is just pretending to be nice to you for now, you know how boys are."

She would let you meet Spencer after school but she would overthink about what your response to his confession would be.

"So? What did he say? Tell me everything!" She was trying to keep a smile on her face but she was really really anxious.

As you explained to her, you see her gently relaxing her shoulders. You don't share the same feelings as Spencer, to her delight.

"That's good. He was not right for you anyway." You then dare to ask her why she was so happy you didn't reciprocated his feelings. She was taken aback.

"P-please don't think I was jealous. I just know you well enough to assume he was not your type at all. You deserve someone who will treat you like a princess."

She has never been more relieved you rejected someone. She will keep a close eye on you the next time someone talks to you. She can't let that happen again.

Imelda:

When she is jealous, she usually just bullies you. She hates to see you with other people no matter who they are. So, you can be certain that she cannot stand Spencer being all flirty and chatty with you.

"He just can't leave you alone, can he? Always trying to get your attention. It's so pathetic. Don't give him the time of the day, he's a twat."

You tell her that Spencer asked you to meet him after class. You see her almost explode of rage in front of your very eyes.

"What the f*ck? Who does he think he is? I mean, please let him embarrass himself, I know he doesn't stand a chance...right? Don't tell me you like him? Oh good...not that I care or anything, you do you."

You ask her if she's jealous. She lets out the meanest laugh you've ever heard. Ouch...

"Me? Jealous of him? I can prove it to you that I am, in fact, better than him. I'm also a MUCH better quidditch player. Just saying... Don't look at me like that! I'm not jealous! Just stop hanging out with him, that's all!"

She might sound agressive but she really just needs to be reassured.

"And you promised me to be there at every one of my quidditch practices. And if he doesn't like it, I'm not afraid to punch him in the throat and break his precious broom."

You notice how agitated she is by the fact that Spencer might like you. You say nothing to preserve peace but...how cute it was that she wanted to fight someone for you.

"Forget about him. You deserve a much better contenders for your love. You also deserves someone that is as good as me on a broom. Spencer is way too slow. Why are you smiling at me like that? What did I say?"

She'll make sure you only look at her during practice and during other classes. She'll make sure to remind you that she is the best person to hang out with you.

Leander:

Now he will go about it the hard way to keep people who are interested in you away. He usually straight up lies and tells everyone you are actually his girlfriend so nobody will flirt with you. But Spencer just directly asked you...not fair. He has to do something about it... and now.

"What? He asked you to meet him after class? Well...just don't go? Or tell him you have a boyfriend? Oh come on, it's just a little white lie."

He tries to convince you not to go. But you still want to hear what Spencer has to say.

"Okay but only if I go with you. I can't leave you alone with that creep. Do we have a deal?"

When you wait for Spencer after class, Leander was waiting with you. Leander just couldn't hold back the urge to mark his territory and show that you were his...not officially but in his mind your were his.

"So, please tell us what you wanted to say. Don't be shy."

Leander is touching VERY inappropriately while Spencer tries to speak. He runs his hands down your back, around your shoulders and…on your hips.

You want to stop it but you can't. You...like it. It makes you feel all nervous and you feel your cheeks redden.

At the end, the poor Spencer just gave up and excused himself from the conversation.

"I think he got the message. You're not interested by him and you'll never be. I was helpful, see? "

You scold him gently, telling him how innapropriate that was. He just smirks and chuckles at you. He's so childish...

"Oh don't pretend you didn't like it Y/N. Maybe I should do it more often, that seems to keep the others away."

You stroked his ego unintentionally.

But...what if...nobody stopped you from going?

Spencer:

He waits for you after class. He looks so nonchalent, you almost refuse to think he might confess to you.

"You came! What a relief. I just wanted to tell you that...I know that we've not been friends for long but...hum...I like you. I almost lost my last quidditch match because you were the only thing on my mind."

You were just speechless. Your face was burning up and your cheeks were red. He took notice of that.

"Sorry, I just blurted it out but I'm really serious. I like you Y/N. And if you just let me one chance to prove that I'm worthy of your affection, you won't regret it! Does it sound too corny? I just really like you sorry, I'm letting my heart speak for me right now."

The Hufflepuff's face was also red. He looks so sincere. His blue eyes staring right into yours.

"Do you need time to think about it? I can give you some space. I just... I would give you the world if you ask me to. You're just...so wonderful. But I'll give you the time you want to think about it! Or maybe we could go on a date? Just to make sure I'm your type."

He lets out tiny nervous chuckles as he speaks. He is a blushing mess and he is trying his hardest to speak clearly and not be overwhelmed by his emtions.

Will you give him a chance?

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