Undying Devotion | Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 9

Sebastian's Perspective

I feel the sun shining on my face causing me to stir in my place. As I moved around, reacting to the warmth on my face, I feel warmth radiating underneath my arm.

There she was. Y/n and I have fallen asleep on the couch in the common room. I open my eyes to see her body against mine. She is facing me with her head buried in my chest. My arms are wrapped around her like I'm holding her in a tight embrace.

One of her arms is wrapped around my waist while the other is tucked up holding on my chest.

I can hear people whisper as they walk by us, giving us a mixture of shocked and judgmental glances. I didn't care.

I dare not move and wake her up. I want to stay like this forever. I place my lips on the top of her head as I run my fingers through her hair.

I could get used to this feeling. Waking up every morning with the girl I adore held tightly in my arms. I am smitten as I take in her scent again. The familiar smell of lavender consumes me as my desire grows stronger. I have fallen for Y/n. She has my heart completely.

After everything she told me last night about her magical abilities and Ranrok, only one thing came to my mind: I would kill anyone and everyone who tried to hurt her.

This is a feeling I have never experienced before. Granted my romantic life is somewhat of a travesty. The only time I fancied girl was my third year.

I developed a bit of a crush on Nerida Roberts my third year. Ominis essentially forced us to date when he slipped her a note in or Muggle Studies class. I wouldn't ever consider it dating. We didn't leave the castle together, but we would occasionally hold hands.

I eventually saw her snogging Garreth Weasley one day and that was the end of that. I was honestly relieved. She was a bit rude and boring. That is the entirety of my romantic history.

It may have been my age, but the feeling I had towards Nerida were nothing compared to this. I essentially felt like my usual self around her except when she held my hand. I felt annoyed then because her hand was always sweaty in mine.

The feeling I have now with Y/n in my arms is terrifying yet exhilarating. Terrifying because it is bringing out a side of me that I don't fully understand.

It makes me feel dangerous. The first time I felt it was when Rockwood targeted Y/n in the Three Broomsticks. I had to fight the urge to cast Crucio on him and Harlow.

I was so ready to cause them extreme pain just for thinking about touching Y/n. I would burn this world for her. I would kill for her.

On the other hand it was exhilarating because the world around me started to shift. Colors became more vivid, the air is sweeter, and the sun is brighter.

Classes became more interesting now that she is in them. I feel like I can be myself again and open up. I know I can be vulnerable around her and she would never reject me for who I am.

Her heart is so full of love and so kind. She selflessly helps anyone who asks and she does it with enthusiasm and a smile.

My thoughts are now consumed by her, whether I am asleep or awake. I find myself longing to be around her when she is away. When she is near I feel like I am in a dream. The most ordinary tasks become extraordinary when I'm with her.