Fire and Ice (A Sebastian Sallow x FemaleMC)

Chapter 6

Playlist  - lost in the fire by The Weekend

I was never the girl who had much luck in her life - whether that was in the field of magic or the throes of society, I was always in the shadows as everyone else around me took the spotlight. I remember the first time I looked at a boy, at the age of ten, and I realised that I liked the way he laughed,  even though he pushed me as we tried to fight our way to the last swing, I still giggled like a fool.

So I for certain did not expect to start harbouring feelings for Sebastian Sallow, which developed when he took the fall for me with Scribbner. I also didn't expect to be locking lips with him at the Hufflepuff house party, days after I had more or less told him I hated him. But here he stood, at my doorway, breathing heavily as if he had run a marathon. His hair was ruffled in a mess, the tips of the strands drenched in sweat and his lips, parted.

My eyes couldn't help but avert to the fullness of them as I remembered how soft they were against my own. His touch still left tingles all over my body, a touch I desperately ached for. I scolded myself ferociously as my mind started to wonder to places that it shouldn't have been, in this crucial, and deliberating moment.

"What are you doing here Sebastian?"

My voice was more softer than I intended it to be and I cursed myself for letting my self-control die down with my sense of morality.

"I...can we talk?" For some reason, his usual cocky demeanour seemed to have subsided and replaced by agitation as he fiddled with his thumbs.

"There is nothing for us to discuss." I pointed out blankly, trying to build up my own confidence in hopes to end this...parade, once and for all.

"I think there is and you know it."

My teeth grazed my bottom lip, drawing some blood as I chewed on it like a dog on a bone. The iron taste clawed at my tongue, making my stomach churn. I had to get out of here, fast, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stop myself if he came anywhere near me.

"I'm tired and drunk, I need to have some rest-"

In sudden rush, I found myself pushed back as Sebastian barged into the room, closing the door behind him in desperation. I stood there, wide eyed as I heard the lock start to turn, all the morsels in my body screaming out as I had realised that we where both in a bedroom, alone. Run Y/N, run, I tried to scream to myself but my body disobeyed me.

"W-what are you doing?" I stuttered as a gulp ran down my oesophagus, in a slow and painful way.

"I have had enough of your torment Y/N...you are driving me criminally insane every single time I look at you, every single time you walk past me and your shoulder brushes against mine. For the love of merlin I don't even know why I am saying all of this..."

I bit my lips again as I took in a deep breath, my eyes drinking all of him up. The way his shoulder tensed in frustration, the furrow of his brow, the depth of his dimples...he was a magnet that was drawing me in and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Please stop biting your lip." He begged, his eyes glued onto them as his pupils started to dilate into black masses of darkness. Oh shit. The demanding tone of his voice sent shivers down my spine and something inside me stated to brew, a feeling I could not ascertain.

"Stop telling me what to do." I bit back as a challenging sensation washed over me. Sebastian groaned as he started shaking his head, bringing his fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"You are so vexatious."

"And you are so infuriating Sallow. How does it feel to experience your own actions?" I was feeling extra defiant tonight, probably the mix of the fire whiskey that coursed through my veins. His head snapped to me, eyes narrowing as he started to take, achingly slow, steps towards me. I myself, found that I had started to shift towards him too, even though my conscious was begging me to stop this foolishness. To stop what it knew, was going to happen.