Ominis Gaunt Loves a Pureblood

4. Duels and Revelations

Sorsa Fossey POV

   "Ho ho, what do we have here?" Sebastian teases.

I can see him from where I peek over Ominis's arm. He looks ridiculously pleased with our current situation. Ominis and I will never live this down.

   "Sebastian, turn around. I won't ask nicely again." Ominis says hotly. His protectiveness warms me. I grip his school vest in my hands, tucking my face into his back in embarrassment.

  "I just want to know what happened here. Although, knowing neither of you returned to the common room last night, I can make lively guesses." Sebastian says, laughing heartily at his insinuation.  

  "Petrificus Totalus," Ominis says, swishing his wand in the required movements.

  "Protego," Sebastian counters, deflecting the spell into the left side wall. "I can't believe you actually meant it when you said you wouldn't ask again." Sebastian chuckles.

   "Arresto Momentum," Ominis responds quickly. This time, Sebastian didn't react fast enough. His body slows to a crawl. "Accio robe." Ominis's robe flies from the crate into his hand; he turns around swiftly and pulls his robe around my shoulders. I hold it closed.

   "Thank you, Ominis," I whisper. He kisses my head, apparently not caring whether Seb saw a kiss, just not wanting him to see my breasts hanging partially out. We hear Sebastian fall to the floor and turn to him. I chuckle as I watch him splayed out on the floor. He sneers at me, and I laugh harder.

   "Well done, chap. But a bit much, don't you think? Attacking your best friend so you can keep our Sorsa to yourself?" Sebastian says. He turns around, sitting on a crate. I know he won't try to see me without my consent, so I disrobe and finish dressing quickly.

   "And I'll do it again. We didn't make love Sebastian. I'm telling you before you begin pestering me. Although I'll make this clear now, I certainly won't be chatting away about such a private matter when we do. Make love, that is." His flustered rambling makes me giggle. He tilts his head toward me. "Got something to add, Doll?" I finish buttoning my vest and assist Ominis into his school robe. 

   "Not a thing, my love," I say loud enough for Seb to hear. Ominis's lips part softly. How cute.

   "Are you right proper yet, dear?" Sebastian asks me.

     "Yes, Sebby," I reply. He stands and approaches us, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to me before filling another for himself.

   "I can give her tea," Ominis says, clearly irritable with Sebastian. 

   "Look, Ominis, you know as well as I do I couldn't possibly have known she was changing. I won't bug either of you about your intimacy, but I wish to tell you this. I'm delighted you're finally together." Sebastian says, and I hug him. He catches me in his tea-free arm.

   "What was that for, Sweetie?" Sebastian says, patting my back. "Better comfort Ominis. He's getting jealous." He adds with a chuckle.

   I do as he says, wrapping my arms around Ominis's waist. His annoyance seems to ease as he reciprocates the hug.

   "You're a good friend, Seb," I tell him. He winks at me and looks away.

   "What do you mean, "finally together" anyways?" Ominis asks. He returns to his teacup, taking me with him, his free hand firmly gripping my waist. I make a surprised noise when he sits on a barrel and pulls me down, so I sit on his lap. He chuckles softly against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

   "I mean, I've watched you two love each other for at least a year. Sorsa staring at you constantly, blushing at her likely dirty thoughts, you teasing her, blushing at your likely dirty thoughts, giving her little gifts. It's been quite obvious. Sometimes I just wanted to shout at you to admit it, Omi." Sebastian finishes, downing his cup of tea at the end.