Consuming Darkness: Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 56

-Ronnie-

I rifled through the chest I kept at the end of my bed. Apparently, I had hidden the journal so well that even I wasn't sure where it was anymore. I cursed myself for not being more organized.

"Underhill!"

I jumped at the sudden exclamation hitting my head on the lid of the chest. I groaned in pain and looked out to see Imelda standing in the doorway.

"Bloody 'ell Imelda! You scared me half to death!" I exclaimed rubbing my head.

"I have been looking for you! Why are you so bloody hard to find?! I have to tell you something," she told me sternly as I resumed my search for the journal.

"Can it wait? I have some homework I need to get done," I told her absentmindedly. "Yes!" I shouted in triumph when I finally found the journal wrapped in a scarf. I rewrapped it and pulled it out, tucking it under my arm. I'm sure there were things that I'd missed in reading this. I've only read through it twice. There had to be something in here that would validate the Keepers' story, and hopefully something else about the relic.

"No, I need to tell you now," she barked.

"Well I really need to-"

"Just sit your ass down and listen," she commanded sharply. I had gotten used to Imelda's bossy nature. I knew she meant well and I was pretty confident in the fact that she liked me so I did my best to not take offense to it. She wouldn't demand I stay and talk if it wasn't important.

I sat in my bed and crossed my legs with a roll of my eyes. "You could ask nicely."

"Please sit your ass down and listen to me," she replied sarcastically.

I eyed her with mocking over-enthusiasm. Despite my intense interest in what she had to say I couldn't help but tease her.

"You're the worst..." she laughed.

"Soooooo....?" I asked with a wide grin.

"Ominis and I sort of... Shagged last night," she confessed.

My eyes widened. "Seriously?!" I had a million questions but wasn't sure which ones I should ask first or if at all. I didn't know Imelda had it in her and I was worried about her feelings since I was assuming Ominis' confession last night had meant his feelings for me were still very present. I was also worried about Poppy because she really liked Ominis. Any and all thoughts about the Keepers or movements that needed to be planned out for obtaining the relic had been forgotten.

"I wouldn't lie to you about this," she shouted back with a laugh. "It just sort of happened. We were drunk, and I was on a high from the win and showing everyone that I made a great choice in switching out seekers. Mystia does not like you by the way... probably best for you to steer clear of her for a while," she informed me. Mystia Rosier was 7th Year and a Prefect, she was also the seeker before Imelda replaced her with me. In Imelda's defense, Mystia hadn't caught the snitch once in the two games they had played. The only reason they'd won was because the rest of the team had accumulated enough points over the duration of the game. The final score was 220-210 when Ravenclaw caught the snitch, taking 4 hours to pull ahead enough to scrape out the win.

"Noted. But don't change the subject! Do you like him? You know Poppy is really into him right?"

"Yeah... I'm worried about Poppy hearing about all this... Had I not been so intoxicated I probably wouldn't have let things go as far as they did, but he probably wouldn't have either." she admitted. "I'm not wanting to date him or anything. I have to focus on my Quidditch career, plus it's Ominis. Alsooo... I know he's still obsessed with you, he was talking about you last night."