Storms ⌲ Sebastian Sallow

5. ✭every night you do not come✭

☼Modern Soundtrack: Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex☼

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"Over here is the quidditch field - somewhere I'm sure Sebastian has yet to familiarize you with," Garreth spoke as we walked around the lively field. "You must get your broomstick soon at Hogsmeade - it makes traveling much easier."

"That is a fine idea, won't you come with?" I asked and his eyes widened. He seemed to enjoy that someone asked help from him.

"Well, of course."

As we strolled down the path to Hogsmeade, the one I had once taken with Sallow just a week before, he looked over at me.

"How about after we get some butter beer at the Three Broomsticks, Sirona loves me, she will provide us them for free," he suggested and I agreed. "To end off a successful day."

After purchasing my broomstick, I met Garreth out in the cobblestone streets of Hogsmeade - just a few blocks from the Three Broomsticks. We walked over together and he even opened the door for me, like a gentleman.

"If it isn't Weasley with Cel," A familiar voice spoke. Sebastian. I watched Garreth take a weary stance - as if he were scared of confrontation.

"You mustn't continue to call me that, Sebastian," Garreth spoke, on the verge of lashing out. I stood between the two - hoping I wouldn't be collateral damage.

"What do I owe the pleasure to see you two out here today?" Sirona interrupted. We all exchanged frantic glances.

"I'm just showing Cel around, since Sebastian didn't even care to help her get her broomstick. Bloody bastard expected her to run everywhere," Garreth laughed.

I looked up at Sebastian, who looked evidently uneasy - as if it struck a nerve.

"Well, if you guys would all excuse us, Cel and I have Herbology assignment we need to finish," Sebastian said confidently. Maybe he just knew I was wrapped around his finger.

I looked at Garreth. "Thank you, Garreth, for being so nice to me today, but it is true that I have to turn in something for Professor Garlick by the end of the day today... Truly thank you for all your kindess," I explained to him as he turned his gaze away from me in an abrupt manner.

I did not actually have an assignment. But lying with Sebastian just felt so good.

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As we ran down the path back to Hogwarts, Sebastian shot me a shy glance.

"I appreciate you following your escape plan out there."

"To be clear, there wasn't really a plan. You just expected me to lie for you. Do you think I need saving, Sebastian?" I asked as we both came to a stop. He shook his head and I watched his maple-colored hair shake around.

"I know you don't, you're the one person in this school that doesn't. I really just had something to show you, but we need to be sneaky."

"But you got in trouble the last time you did that."

"Oh, this is something entirely different."

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I soon found myself face to face with the Slytherin common room. Sebastian inched closer to me - closing the gap between us.

"Here, I am giving you my robe to wear on top of yours. We are going to sneak you in," he said as he began to undress, the garment he wore under was a tight black regency garb.

He began to wrap his green Slytherin robe over my bright yellow Hufflepuff one. Tightening the collar around my neck, I felt the silky sensation of his shaky hands inadvertently touching my neck.

"You look better than me in that robe," He spoke as he took a step back in awe. I tried to ignore the butterflies that sprouted in the pit of my stomach.

"What is the plan, Sebastian?" I asked. He just gave me a sly smile.

"No one will know you are a Hufflepuff. I basically need you to see something in here... away from everyone."

"Hiding me now?" I asked teasingly. He shook his head.

"Not quite. Just need to be somewhere a bit secluded."

As we walked through the door, I found myself in the midst of a booming Slytherin party. Green strobe lights pierced every corner of the room - which was packed to the brim.

"A Slytherin party? This is what you wanted to show me?" I yelled out through the loud music.

"No, it is up here," He said as he grabbed my hand so he wouldn't lose me in the ocean of people jumping around and dancing.

As he lead me up to the dorm rooms, he tightened his grip on my hand. I could feel the sweat from his sense of rushing through the crowd. Much like he needed to be somewhere fast.

"Here is my room, don't worry my roommates aren't here. Everyone is dancing their arses off," he chuckled as he closed the door behind me. I looked around the green curtains and his unkempt bed in the center of the bed.

"Now, there's something I've been wanting to do for a bit now. But, never really quite found the time."

He began to pull something out of his pants pocket. It was a golden Snitch - he must've stolen it from the Quidditch field.

Its wings fluttered in his steady hands - the steadiest they've been this whole time. I looked up at his stable gaze, making sure to not lose hold of it. It was gold and gleaming in the dimness of his room.

"I got it for you," he spoke shyly.

"Really now..." I trailed off, in awe of the ball. He handed it to me and I opened my hands for him to place in. Then he closed my hands and brought them to his chest. My heart began racing a mile a minute.

"Now for the real thing I've been waiting to do..." He said as he placed a hand behind my back and pushed me into him, our chests touching. My breath hitched and I felt his breathing slow.

As I held the golden snitch tight in my hands, his other hand cupped my cheek and brought me into a sweet and passionate kiss. My body felt loose but tight at the same time. My hands felt like air and I began to let go of the snitch - which inevitably led it to begin to fly around the room.

But, Sebastian didn't care. He held my face into him, in a grip so tender that made my face fall into the curves of his hands. His lips were soft and wet now and he slammed his back into the closest wall in order to tighten his grasp on me.

It was all so fast and unexpected. Suddenly I was meeting a complete stranger not knowing what to expect. But, here we are now.

He is the blue calm sea, while I am the raging storm.

A pair destined to collide.