Light in the Dark // Sebastian Sallow

Hufflepuff Vs Slytherin

(Sebastian)

I try and sneak a kiss in between classes with Athena before we're shuffled away to our next class.

Since the game is today I'm in my Quidditch uniform which makes me feel more confident, I stand a little more tall and proud.

I get the cheers and sneers from my team and rivals.

Hufflepuff.

It was suppose to be Gryffindor, but they had to switch it to Hufflepuff because apparently some Gryffindors got hurt at practice the day before. Oh well!

Sorry Poppy, your team is about to get your  team ass handed to them.

I'll be damned if I let us loose to Hufflepuff.

Somehow Author Plummly landed himself on the team this year as seeker. He was always such a weird fellow to me.

Always going on about some map he needs help with. Of course Athena helps everyone. Including him.

"Bashtian' wait up!" I hear a voice behind me on the way to the Quiddach feild.

"Hey Anne, what's up?"

"I want to walk with you. You walk fast you arse." She says laughing a little.

"I've got a game to win, easily of course. Why Lenora thought putting Author as seeker was a good idea is mind boggling to me. Honestly, at least give me good competition."

"Sebastian... be nice. He's a good lad."

"Don't tell me you dated him too? Come in Anne that's just bad." I say scrunching my face up.

"Don't be drafted I would never." She says with a smile.

"Why do you want to walk with me?" I ask curiously.

"It's been awhile since I've had my brother to myself, so I figured we could catch up while we walked! I'll be sitting with Athena and Ominis cheering you on. It'll be my first time in ages watching you play. What... since 3d year?" She says realizing how long it's been.

"Well now I'll really have to win. Gee Anne, the pressure is on. How am I ever to beat mappyMcPlummly?" I say laughing at my own insult.

"You never know Sebastian, he could actually be good! Be on your guard. I've heard he's a particularly good finder." She says with her eyebrows raised cackling slightly.

We are about to reach the field when she takes me wrist in her hand. "Sebastian..."

"What is it?" I say gently, confused as to what has gotten into her.

"You look just like him." She says fighting the tears in her eyes.

"Dad?" I say in a whisper, surprised at her answer.

"Dad. I'm sure he looked just like you strolling on the field.... He would of loved to watch you play." She says unable to fight the tears any longer.

I pull her into a loving hug, making sure I don't hurt her. It's been so long since anyone has told me that. It sends chills down my spine, giving me goosebumps on my arms.

I tower over Anne by a few inches, standing 6 foot 4 inches, she's tiny compared to me. I put my face in her hair. "Thank you Anne. I love you. I'm sure he is watching, always." I say into her hair.

"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't to do that. I just, you wearing the uniform reminds me so much of him."

I pull away from her first. "Don't Apologize. You and I are some of the last people to remember them. Uncle Solomon always said I was my fathers son like it was an insult. I however, always disagreed. It's a honor to be his son."