In the Shadows of Snakes || O.G & S.S One-Shots

My darling, my sweetheart, I am in your sway (GN!Reader FLUFF)

Title is from "Rise to Me" by the Decemberists

***

"The Founders Ball," said Professor Weasley, "Is a grand occasion meant to unite the four houses of Hogwarts under our vivacious founders."

The Professor paced up and down the large room, glancing every so often to each of the different students lining the walls. Bleachers had been placed around for everyone to sit, each group separated by their house. The heads of the houses sat at the far left of each section, some more pleased about the news than others. In particular, Professor Sharpe looked like he would rather drink a drought of living death than continue to sit and listen to his colleagues speech.

"On Christmas Eve, we will all gather in the great hall for a night of fun, frivolity, and lighthearted dancing. Each head of house will teach you the basic steps of dances like the waltz, the tango, and other forms of ragtime." Weasley gestured for each of the heads to stand and make their way to the center of the room. "I expect you all to act like proper young lads and ladies in the name of Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, and Rowena Ravenclaw. Now, please split off into pairs of two and await further instructions from your designated Professor."

Each eager student from the four houses stood rapidly from their seats, making their way down and stepping around those who were more hesitant to participate. You were one of the few who remained seated, leaning back on your elbows and resting on the bench behind you. It wasn't that you didn't want to go to the ball, the idea of it seemed lovely in all honesty. Who would turn down an opportunity to dress up and get absolutely sloshed with your friends? Of course someone would spike the punch— your money was on Garreth. The problem was that you had only ever heard of two people going together as a couple, and you couldn't necessarily ask both of your crushes to go with you. You've had feelings for the both of them since your untimely admittance to Hogwarts, and as much as you knew that it would be easier to just pick one of them and stick with your decision, you couldn't bring yourself to do so. You cared for them both in vastly different ways, and you needed them both by your side. You thought about what it would be like to go to the ball with them both, see them both dressed up to the nines and feel their hands on your hips as they led you through dance after dance. You already felt hot at the image of them in their pressed three piece suits— their sleeves rolled up to their elbows and their ties undone when they began to sweat from your copious amount of dancing and fun. You could almost taste their lips, leaning down and kissing you breathless, their teeth nipping at your bottom lip and their tongues sliding deliciously against yours after the festivities are over. Rosy pink hues made their way across your cheeks at the thought, and you coughed lightly to clear your now very parched throat before leaning back further in your seat, fighting against the embarrassed expression trying to tweak your lips into a frown. The two boys flanking each side of you were in similar spots; Ominis leaning with his chin in his hands and the bend of his arms atop his knees, a tired expression decorating his face, and Sebastian with his leg crossed over his thigh and his hands resting in his lap, a wayward smirk on his lips and a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

The more elated of the two leaned closer to you, stretching his neck slightly towards your ear and murmured, "Five galleons Sharpe trips over his cane."

You snorted to yourself, turning your head towards him and smirking. "You're on, Sallow."

The brunette leaned over towards the other boy now, repeating the bet, and asked his opinion of the odds. "Ominis, are you in?"

The blond sighed heavily, rolling his eyes at the whole rigmarole around him and drawled out of the corner of his mouth, "Ten galleons that he calls the whole thing off and tells us to teach ourselves."