Hogwarts Imagines

I'm Right Here || angst & fluff

Summary: Sebastian helps you through your breakdown/burnout
Word Count: 700
Warnings: talk of giving up, burning out, mental breakdown, bullying
Prompt: "I'm here, I'm right here" and "please open up"
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The day was dragging on, classes were too much, and everything was too much. Hogwarts was the love of your school life, but sometimes it was too much. It was hard, the homework never seemed to end. You didn't understand how anyone had time for good grades and extra circulars.
The second you exited the doors to head to Beatsts, the rainy weather made you livid. You were splashed by some pesky 1st year. You didn't think once more before turning and going back. You took a hot shower, tears colliding with the water from the faucet. You screamed into the shower head, turning it off abruptly. You trudged back to your dormitory, thanking Merlin that your roommates were out at their classes.
You sat in your desk chair, pajamas on. You felt nothing, absolutely nothing. Your hands gripped the armrests, staring straight ahead. Slow tears escaped the corners of your eyes, falling and leaving wet marks on your shirt.
"Hello?" It was a male voice knocking on your dorm door. You didn't move from your chair.
"Y/n please let me in! Please talk to me!" It was Sebastian. You jumped up swinging the door open for him, he barged in.
"Why weren't you in beasts? I know it's your favorite class?" he was going through the trinkets on your nightstand.
"I didn't feel like it," your voice was monotone, and you sat on the edge of your bed, "how did you get into the girls dorms?"
"Don't change the subject," he turned to look at you finally. Your tear-stained cheeks and rubbed-raw nose. Concern hit him like a train, and he hurried to sit next to you, "what's happened?"
You shook your head, the lump in your throat growing, making it impossible to speak. Sebastian was your best friend, but the words couldn't find themselves out of your mouth. You broke, tears streaming down. You hid your face in your hands, pressing your palms deep into your eyes. Sebastian grabbed at your hands, trying his hardest to remove them from your face.
"I'm here, talk to me,"  he put an arm around your shoulder, his face right close to yours, "I'll wait here forever if I have to."
"I don't want to be here anymore," you squeaked, your hands never leaving your face.
"What do you mean?'
"I'm so tired, the work never stops, I don't feel good enough," it all came out, world vomit. You didn't even know if it made sense.
"Who told you that?"
"No one," you didn't say anymore, you didn't want to add that you'd heard your roommates talking about you when they thought you were asleep. You held your breath, trying to get yourself to stop sobbing, to no avail your body shook with pressure building up, finally letting out in a wailing noil.
"Hey, I'm here, it's okay I'm right here," he pulled you into his chest, the cool satin fabric providing relief to your swollen face. He held your head tight, his hand running through your hair.
You heard cackling in the hallway, classes must be out and it must be your roommates.
"You need to hide," Sebastian jumped up, jumping into your wardrobe. You wiped your eyes, moving to sit at your desk, pretending to do your work.
"Why weren't you in class today?" one of your roommates asked, "Couldn't handle it?" this was a dig and you knew it. You didn't reply, simply sat with you back to them, waiting for them to leave.
When they finally did let Sebastian out, he spent time popping his joints in exaggeration. You sat back on the bed, feeling as numb as before.
"Do you need anything?' Sebastian placed an arm on your shoulder.
"Could you just stay with me?" you looked up at him, your eyes bloodshot and sad.
"Of course."
You scooted over, finding a way for you to both fit on the small twin bed, grabbing his hand tightly you closed your eyes,
"Tell me a story?" you steaded your breathing, matching Sebastians breaths. He began telling you about his winter break excursions, his hand squeezing yours every so often.
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