Broken // Sebastian Sallow x FMC x Ominis Gaunt

A Night of Consequences

As autumn approached, the buzz of the upcoming quidditch match filled the air. We were all eagerly waiting to find out which houses would be competing, but regardless, our team was giving it their all during practice. Whenever we had the chance, Ominis, Violet, and I would show up to cheer on our friends. And I'll admit, my main motivation was getting to watch Sebastian in action.

There was something about seeing him on the field that made my heart race. With his tousled hair and rosy cheeks, he looked even more attractive after an intense match. I couldn't help but be captivated by his skill and determination.

Meanwhile, I noticed that Violet and Ominis were growing closer too. It was heartwarming to witness their budding friendship, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond we were all forming.

After a tiring training session, Ominis and I returned to the common room. As we entered, the atmosphere was lively, with a group of quidditch team players gathered near the couches. Sebastian was right in the midst of it all, surrounded by fifth and seventh-year girls. They seemed enamored by his presence, their laughter filling the air as they playfully touched his arms.

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Sebastian's newfound popularity as a member of the team had certainly caught the attention of many. And why wouldn't it? He possessed a unique combination of intelligence, handsomeness, skill on the pitch, and a great sense of humor. The list could go on and on.

I watched from a distance, my heart quietly yearning for his attention, while knowing deep down that he deserved every bit of admiration he was receiving. After all, it was hard not to be drawn to him.

O: "We don't need to stay here," Ominis said, his voice filled with comfort, as he took hold of my hand. I could sense his understanding of my tension and the sound of Sebastian's voice amidst the girls. He gently guided me away from the commotion, leading us out of the common room and up to the peaceful sanctuary of the astronomy tower.

B: "It's pointless, Ominis. Why would he choose me when he can have anyone he wants?" My voice trembled, and I wrapped my arms tightly around myself, seeking solace.

O: "I'm the blind one, and yet, you're the one that can't see. You don't see how incredible you are," Ominis assured me with unwavering conviction.

B: "But you don't even know what I look like," I muttered, pulling at the strands of hair that concealed my scar.

O: "I don't need to, I can see further than that, deeper than the skin, and I know Sebastian sees the same," We reached the observatory and leaned against the familiar railing, just as we had done before. We stood there in silence for a few moments, gazing up at the twinkling stars, when a thought suddenly crossed my mind.

B: "Would you like to? Know how I look like?" I whispered, my voice barely audible, as if my innermost thoughts were slipping out through my lips.

O: "I would have to touch you, and I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Ominis responded, his voice filled with understanding and consideration. It was a reassurance that he would never cross any boundaries that might cause me discomfort.

B: "You could never make me uncomfortable," I confessed, feeling the warmth spread across my cheeks, as if I were admitting something both vulnerable and intimate.

O: "Then... I would love to," he replied, his tone gentle and inviting.

I took a deep breath, summoning the courage to guide Ominis's hand to my face. As his warm fingers made contact with my skin, he began tracing gentle paths along my jawline, exploring every contour with delicate care. Slowly, he moved his other hand to the right side of my face, and the moment his touch met the scar, I flinched involuntarily, startled by the memories it held.