"Ominis said we shouldn't mention what we saw, or ask too many questions. Not till we've had our Christmas break. I just want you to know I think your mammy would be so proud of you Kitty, and your mum you, Ominis."Poppy had been the first one to speak since Sebastian and I had joined them from the cold Irish wind outside, cigarette smoke clinging to our clothes. I nodded in appreciation and Ominis smiled into his glass of whiskey.
"I'm going for a wash, then we should probably get some dinner on. Did you get much at the market Ominis?" I asked hanging my coat on the bannister, Sebastian following suit, stretching his arm over my head.
Ominis giggled, in an almost childlike way. It made me nervous.
"What? Tell me you didn't spend a fortune." I huffed putting my hands on my hips. Ominis just crooked a finger toward himself , opening a small book bag at his feet, gesturing for me to take a look inside.
Inside his extended bag was the entire contents of our village market. Wool, meats, vegetables, sweets, Molly's charms, paper, firewood, art.
"What the fuck? Is the full market in there , how much money did you spend?!" I demanded, trying to hide my secret pride in his generosity.
"Why does it matter? I spent more on the perfume alone that I got for your birthday than everything in here. These people deserve it, especially Molly. She'll be able to heat the house and feed the kids through winter without worrying. Now I'd say that's money well spent wouldn't you?" He smirked , taking his bag to the kitchen to unpack the food. I smiled. What a man.
"Thank you." I hissed in Parseltongue. I noticed Natty shudder from the corner of my eye.
"I'm going to go and try this new shower out, I'll be back soon." I announced as Natty and Poppy stood to help the boys unpack the bag.
The steam from the shower was unwinding every knot that was tying my shoulders up. I felt my jaw unclench for the first time in what felt like months. I moaned deeply as the perfumes form Ominis' various bathroom potions filled my nose. I smiled at the bottle of Madame Izzy's Liquid Gold. The very potion of Ruby's I'd threatened to pour down the sink two months earlier. Ruby...
My mind wandered. Would she still be at Hogwarts ? Would she have gone home to see her brothers ...her mother Belladonna?
She was my cousin. It was such an odd feeling. I'd smashed her head onto the floor of our bathroom. I think I could've killed her with my bare hands had I been left much longer. Or is that just what cousins did?My skin was glistening from the soap and liquid gold, hair untangled and wet, already beginning to spring into curls across my neck. The smell of musk and pine filled the bathroom. I wrapped a new fluffy towel around my body , collecting my wand from behind the sink as I entered my bedroom to find my ivory robe. The bedroom was dark , pitch black spare the light from the village. I flicked my wand to the lamp and screamed when I saw Sebastian laying on my bed.
"What's wrong?!" Ominis called up the stairs.
"Nothing , spider." I lied poorly, cringing at my own excuse. Why would I scream at a spider? Sebastian chuckled from the bed, laying with his hands behind his head, shirt lifting slightly as he did. These feelings in my groin better go away, or god help Sallow.
"You were taking forever in the shower." He said, eyes closed, not looking at me. I wish he'd just grab me, take the towel from my body and kiss me hard. I shook the thought from my mind and said "yeah well, it's my shower."
Sebastian peeked out of one eye at my figure stood at the door, shivering in my towel. He closed his eyes again and flicked his wand toward me, a warming charm calming the goosebumps that pricked my arms. I moaned at the warmth and I saw his lip curve up for a moment. Then he patted the spot on the bed next to him.
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Hogwarts Legacy : A Sixth Year Continuation
FanfictionSebastian Sallow was all she'd thought of all summer. The physical and mental scars from the year before hadn't deterred Kitty Moore from returning to Hogwarts. However memories and future visions punctuate her days and nights, plagued by the distan...