Legacy Undone: Sebastian/MC/Ominis

Scriptorium

POV ADA MARROW

It had been some time since I talked with Sebastian in the Undercroft. I hadn't seen or talked with him outside of our classes until one day, I overheard him arguing off to the side of the great hall.

"Anything to do with the Dark Arts should be strictly avoided..." Ominous stated.

"Anything involving Salazar Slytherin is worth the risk." Sebastian crossed his arms, watching Ominis while he fiddled with his wand, leaning back against the wall.

"I'm sorry, but I disagree. I will hear no more about this, Sebastian." He pushed off the wall, started forward, and walked right by me, probably not even noticing I was there. I looked at Sebastian, and his eyes landed on me.

"Ada, sorry about that. Ominis is stubborn. I've been trying to convince him to show me the entrance of the scriptorium." He sat down on the bench in front of the window. "If it has anything to do with the Dark Arts, he wants nothing to do with it." I nodded, sitting down with him and letting him vent his frustrations.

"I've reminded him that Anne needs a cure, and my answers could be in that Scriptorium."

"I will say, Sebastian. From what I've heard, they can be dangerous, but I'm interested in learning more."

He seemed to smile, "I know you are, and I also want you to see that Dark Magic isn't something to fear. The Gaunts know this best... but don't get me wrong, they're terrible people. They cast Crucio on Muggles for sport... Ominis he..." He trailed off.

"You don't have to tell me, Sebastian."

"Most would be prying my mouth open."

"Well, I'm not most." He was silent for a while, his eyes moving from me to stare at the blank wall.

"When Ominis was young, his parents taught him Crucio and demanded he use it on a Muggle. Ominis couldn't do it; he told me the screams they would make were the sounds of nightmares." Sebastian looked sad, "When he refused to, his family used the curse on him."

My hand went to cover my mouth, eyes widening.

"Oh... No... How could someone do something like that?" My voice was strained, "I see why he's so against it; what awful people."

Sebastian could only nod, "Truly awful, when asked again. To avoid feeling such pain again, he cast the spell. He hasn't forgiven himself."

"But he was just a child..."

"I tell him that, but he refuses to see it any other way. He holds such a deep guilt, and it doesn't help when rumors of him using Dark Magic spread around. It just bubbles up and eats away at him inside..."

"Natty told me something along those lines... It hurt hearing that from her. Everyone is so scared of him for no reason other than being a Gaunt. They don't see him like I see him." I murmured.

"That's what makes it frustrating..."

"Perhaps... Can I speak with him?" I murmured, glancing at Sebastian. Sebastian was silent, then looked down at his hands.

"Perhaps you can. He should be going back to our dorms." He glanced back up at her. "Let's go. I'll take you to him." He held his hand out to me, and I didn't hesitate to accept the invitation. I took his hand briefly, then let go and held onto his arm. The walk to the Dungeons wasn't long, but we stopped in front of the wall.

"Just ignore anyone that stares or asks questions."

"You're taking me into the Slytherin Common Room?" I questioned.