Legacy Undone: Sebastian/MC/Ominis

First Hint, Dance Lessons

POV OMINIS GAUNT

As Nox and I sat in chairs, I could feel the tension in the room from the adults around us. I hunched in the chair, my chin resting on the palm of my hand, as I listened to them argue about semantics.

I couldn't care less about winning this; I just wanted to survive, and I had survived. If I had been disqualified from the running, I would have happily gotten on my hands and knees and kissed their feet, but I wasn't disqualified. They were just debating whether I had passed the Trial. Nox had interfered, but if he hadn't, I would have died in an unfair trial. That was what Professor Black was arguing to the other two headmasters.

"I don't care about Fame and Glory. Just announce that I didn't win, and let's move on." I snapped out of it, and then I felt a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it.

"What he means," Nox repeated, "is that he's much more worried that someone was able to sabotage him like that than whether or not he won the Trial."

"While I am aware of the accusations-"

"It's the truth!" I hissed out.

"TOWARDS your brother Obitus Gaunt, there's no proof. We had his wand checked, and the last spell he had used with it was the shield he helped raise up." Black snapped back out, "You can both go." I could hear his hands smooth over his chest, trying to regain some sort of composure. "We'll announce our verdict at the second trial."

I heard Nox's seat creek as he got up, his hand lifting me by my arm to drag me from the headmaster's office.

"You're a damn idiot, you don't argue with Black you agree." Nox hissed out.

"It's not my fault his knickers were twisted up." I spat out, angry and lashing out again. This year wasn't going as planned, and while I had finally accepted that I'd have to compete, my brother added a heavy layer of complications. He was the only one daft enough to try and pull a stunt like that.

"You're lucky my Sister likes you; otherwise, I'd be free to smack you around until you gain some sense." Nox let go of my arm but didn't leave my side; he still walked with me. I wanted to smack him as well, even if he did save me I still didn't trust him. Once we left the main stairs I felt arms wrapped tight around me, I could feel the familiar press of Adas' body against mine. Anger seemed to flow away as my arms held her to me.

"I'm so happy you're okay." She murmured, her face pressed to my chest.

"I'm alright," I murmured to her, letting my hand stroke over her hair and back. She pulled from me, then I heard Nox protests, then he went deathly silent.

"Thank you so much for interfering," Ada murmured. I listened carefully to the sound of the cloth shifting.

"Anything for you." Nox murmured back to her, "Now stop hugging me and go fawn over your Basilisk tamer."

I scowled. "I didn't tame it." I sounded annoyed, and I was exhausted from the entire ordeal.

"Well, it looked like you tamed it from where I was," Nox stated. I felt Adas's hand holding onto mine.

"Sebastian is waiting for us. Did they let you have the cylinder?" She asked me quietly.

"Yes, they did. I'm hopeful we can solve it soon."

I heard Nox sigh. "I'll leave you both to it then. I have a date with Miss Sweeting."

"A date with Poppy?" Ada asked. Nox, I swear, if you're using her."

"Please, Sister, we're using each other. It's been clarified and agreed upon. Have a good evening, and don't get up to too much trouble." I felt his hand pat my back, and I heard his distinctive footsteps muffled along the carpeted hallway.