[Completed] Anne's malady is a curse, is it not? The newest Ravenclaw is not so sure. When all else fails, her Muggle upbringing provides a yet unexplored pathway. After all, the simplest explanation, however improbable, must be correct.
If only it...
The hatred for the girl that stole Ominis away from them, the feeling of pure rage and anger that burned in Anna's chest with the power of a thousand suns was snuffed out in a moment.
If she wasn't in control of her actions, then she is a victim too. But who would do something so horrible?
Anna's mind went back to the time she herself learned how to cast that awful spell. Compared to Crucio and Avada Kedavra, Imperio seemed almost... tame. A useful tool.
What a naïve fool she was. The darkness of the spell itself is nothing compared to the blackest void that lies in the hearts of men. The most awful things can be commanded... and they would be carried out without hesitation.
She can't help but feel pity. It didn't seem like the poor witch even noticed something has changed now that Ominis is back with them.
Either that or she has a terrifyingly good poker face.
The three of them have moved tables over to the Ravenclaw, however.
But time, tide and schoolwork wait for no man or woman. The last month has been decidedly unproductive for Anna, with her spending most of her free time heartbroken and in tears, too much of a mess to walk the halls, constantly worried about seeing Ominis pass her by.
Ominis himself has been reluctant to let the two of them too close. While he was happy enough to embrace and kiss them... it's clear what happened has been weighing on his mind more than he'd like to admit.
If Anna tried to gently encourage him to get to bed with them, he would smile and shake his head before kissing her good night and going to his own.
If Sebastian tried to get him going in the usual fiery way of his, Ominis would push him away as the kisses would get too heated and sloppy.
He needs time, that much was clear, and despite knowing the Durmstrang girl is herself a victim she can't help but feel resentful.
He also has begun taking increasingly long showers. Simply standing under the water, letting it wash over him until his skin was angry red from the heat.
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It broke her heart.
During one of the lazy evenings, Sebastian slowly dragged his fingers along her leg, hiking up her skirts, running his lips and tongue along the back of her neck.
They haven't been intimate all that often, not with all the pain and heartbreak both of them were enduring. Now that Ominis is back, however, it seems Sebastian's mood is too back to more or less normal, and so is his raging libido. She also can sense his frustration at not being able to physically express his newly realised feelings for his oldest friend.
For Sebastian, physical and emotional are tightly interwoven. There is no separating the two.
He nibbles along her jaw and wraps his lips around her ear, making her whimper and gasp. She turns to him, pulling him into a kiss, his hands roaming over her blouse, teasing the top of her breasts along the edge of the corset.
