Order of Shadows | Sebastian Sallow Love Story

Chapter Two

The blind wizard rolled his eyes, "I was too busy trying to stop you from casting the binding hex on our dear friend here. She's been our voice of reason the past how many years? She's smart we can't lose her."

"Not smart enough to remember to dry the Dittany first." He muttered, glancing away from her.

That's it.

Séraphine smiled sweetly, grabbing the jar of Troll Bogey's from the bottom drawer of workbench she stood in front of "...'Bastien?"

He turned sharply at her old nickname for him and flinched as the disgusting mucus slid out from the jar with a horrid plop-ing sound onto his head. The slimy green liquid glided down his hair and onto his broad shoulders. The smell was horrid.

"Booger off." She joked sweetly in her soft French accent.

The Giant Squid likes French Food

There were a lot of different types of classes held at Hogwarts.

Divination.

Transfiguration.

Muggle Studies.

Lots. But there wasn't a physical education class. It was up to the Witches and Wizards of Hogwarts to maintain their own active lifestyle. It was likely why Séraphine was almost wheezing, running down the corridor with a livid Slytherin covered in Troll Bogeys chasing after her.

She was a Pureblood wizard praised for her refinement and delicate features. There was nothing delicate about the way she booked it with Sebastian shouting down the corridor that she was going straight into the Black Lake, and that he hoped the Giant Squid ate her.

Down the hall, she spotted Natsai and Poppy chatting animatedly. She beamed.

"Natty!" Séraphine cried out, running behind the Head Girl, "Sebastian's trying to throw me into the lake!"

The Gryffindor raised an eyebrow at the Slytherin who was breathing normally and didn't even break a sweat, while Séraphine thought she was going to die from inhaling and exhaling so hard. "Is this the kind of impression you're going to give the first years on their first night at Hogwarts? Sebastian what's on your head? It smells absolutely foul."

"I'm going to give them a demonstration on why you shouldn't swim in the Black Lake at night when we give our lovely Ravenclaw here a one way trip into the Giant Squid's mouth. And it's troll bogeys, Séraphine decided to toss on me." He pulled up both of his sleeves to his forearms, glaring at the fair haired Witch.

She stuck her tongue out at him, but when Natty glanced towards her; she was all smiles. "He deserved it." Her tone innocent.

"It sounds as if you're both in the wrong. Make sure there's no mess in the corridor from...," Disgust flashed across her face and was heavy in her tone, "Troll bogeys."

Not wanting to get involved with their shenanigans, Poppy and Natty went back to discussing the latest Daily Prophet article which covered the possibilities of a looming Rebellion being led by the goblin, Ranrock. She'd heard her parents discussing it a couple weeks ago with the Gaunts and Blacks at a dinner party her and Ominis were forced to sit through. Apparently the latter two Pureblooded wizarding families thought it was all Gobbledegook. Her parents had smiled dishonestly and agreed although she knew for a fact her father was concerned about the matter.