We had it all

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕪

Chapter three

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Back to the present

I look Sebastian in the eye. I feel like it's been an eternity since I've seen him. His brown hair combed with a little wave of the hand, his beautiful brown eyes, his multiple freckles on his pale skin that gives him this little innocent look... I feel bad looking at him that way, he's my friend after all, but I can't help detailing him.

But that confident look in his eyes as he stops me from leaving pisses me off. Despite that, without being able to hold myself back, I throw myself into his arms and burst into tears again. He doesn't resist and immediately wraps me in a warm embrace, his head resting on mine.

' Why didn't you come back ?! ' I try my best to whisper, but I want him to hear the anger in my voice.

I snuggle my face into his shirt, and lightly punch his chest. He hugs me tighter against him.

' I needed time, Y/n. Needed time to realize the irreversibility of the act I had just committed. Besides, it's only been a week. Your view of time has always been...turned upside down. ' He said, laughing softly.

' I've been chasing you all over that damned crypt Sebastian ! And it was only when we finally reached the exit that you gave me a single look. I suffered just as much as you that day, to see Anne so dejected, to see you, so uncontrollable but at the same time helpless. '

Sebastian slowly pulls away from me, his hands holding each of my arms.

' You're mad at me now, but I remind you that when it happened, you told me that you fully understood my actions. That you agreed with me that my uncle deserved this. You even let me teach you Avada Kedavra, the unforgivable killing curse. I think we both have our share of responsibility in this story. ' He said, nodding his head, an annoyed look on his face.

I let out a long sigh of exasperation. I have only known him since the beginning of the year, but I have the feeling that I have nothing more to learn from him. I know very well how he works, and there is no point in arguing with him because according to his words, he will always be right.
A small pause interferes in our conversation, during which we suddenly decide to pay particular attention to the floor, which is, according to our actions, very interesting.
The sounds of the Great Hall invade my mind again.

After a long minute of silence, Sebastian decides to choose an entirely different topic of conversation.

' Can't believe we lost Fig. I don't know him as well as you did, but I know he was a good man. Glad Weasley spoke for him - she honoured him well. Fig will be well remembered. '

I slowly raise my head, my gaze lost in the void. This evening is full of emotions...

' I - wish the same could have been done for my uncle. I wonder if there's a chance Anne would meet me. ' He says as his voice gradually breaks.

I approach the young boy again, take his hands in mine and intertwine our fingers.

' Sebastian. I can't imagine what you - and Anne - are going through. Perhaps you'll hear from her soon. '

He looks me in the eye and smiles tenderly.

' I hope so. I - I'll let you know. '

Talking about all this, Anne, Professor Fig, dark magic and everything that happened this year makes me think of something. My fight against Victor Rookwood, that bastard who collaborated with Ranrok. What was revealed to me that day. I have to confess everything to Sebastian.

I let go of his hands to place mine behind my back, worried but on the other hand relieved to have to tell him that.

' Sebastian - there's something you should know. It's to do with Victor Rookwood - '

But my friend cuts me off before I can finish talking

' I heard a rumour thah he confronted you outside of Ollivanders. Sounds as if you faced quite a fight. '

' The rumours are true and I did, but it's not that. Just before Rookwood attacked, he uttered something familiar. The same words Anne heard before she was cursed : children should be seen and not heard. '

This sentence...Sebastian has always kept it in mind. He associated it with every goblin he saw.

' Wait. What - what are you saying ? ' He said, shaking his head.

' It wasn't one of Ranrok's Loyalists who cursed Anne. It was Rookwood. It was Rookwood all along. '

The young Slytherin looked stunned at this revelation. From the beginning, his hatred towards goblins was in fact only unjustified.

' This - this can't be. It was the Loyalists. It's always been them. The night Anne was cused, all she saw were goblins. '

' Once Rookwood allied with Ranrok, Isidora's estate became of interest to them both. That's why Rookwood was there the night Anne was cursed. He was working with Ranrok. When he saw your sister - well, he didn't want anyone to know - '

' So he cursed her. And she's never been the same. So cruel. Rookwood deserved what he got. ' He finishes my sentence for me. He says all this with clenched fists and teeth, frowning. The truth finally comes out.

' Thank you for telling me. It wasn't a goblin. I suppose I owe you an apology. All this time I thought goblins were the enemy. But it was never that simple.
Ominis said he's spoken with Anne - I wonder if she'll see me. I'll find out and send word when I know more. '

As he is about to leave, I hold him back by grabbing his sleeve.

' Sebastian...you know that if you can stand here, facing me today, at Hogwarts, as if nothing had happened...you know it's thanks to Ominis and the connections of his family with Headmaster Black, right ? ' I told him with a stern look.

But my interlocutor doesn't answer me, he just looks at me one last time, gets rid of my grip and leaves the Great Hall without another word.