Undying Devotion | Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 36

Sebastian's Perspective

It has been two weeks since my possessive tyraid over Y/n, and outcome played in my favor more than I expected it would. For some reason she does not seem to mind my brutish outbursts and fits of passionate rage. The whole rampage ended it a fiery throe of passion and that moment has been seared into the back of my mind.

The way she handles my intense emotions is almost elegant and I think that is why I grip on to what we have with every fiber of my being. She is the only person who does not mind my over zealous reactions and it feels like I am finally understood after all this time. Even my twin sister cannot handle my passionate outbursts and I think that is why I lost her forever, but when it comes to Y/n she listens, stays by my side and balances me out.

The weeks following my questionable behavior have been utter bliss. We have still not publicly expressed our connection, but we also do not try to hide it. My arm has found its old home over her shoulder as we stroll the hallways of the castle and our flirtatious banter is just as obvious.

Things are perfect between us. Better than I could have asked for honestly. It all feels like dream. In a weeks time, I will be asking her to be my girlfriend on her birthday before the famous Slytherin Halloween Party. Part of me thought of asking her a few days before so we could wear a matching costume, but that seemed too silly.

Y/n and I are not the matching costume kind of couple, we find more pleasure in causing havoc and hunting unsightly creatures in the late hours of the night. Our relationship truly is a beautiful thing, but it also has some danger to it. It is no secret that I have my proclivities to the Dark Arts and Y/n seems to enjoy the darker side of magic as well. We feed into our sick secret desires.

There was a poacher camp we stumbled upon one late night last week when we were gathering more ingredients for the Prevention Bearing potion we have made great use of, and the attack turned from self defense to delicious torture in mere moments. The spells started off harmless, the basics, Confringo here and there, Diffindo every so often. However that all changed in a minute.

Y/n was not able to protect herself in time and she was thrown down into the Earth with remarkable force. I can still feel how I felt in that moment. It is almost like my heart iced over but my blood boiled. I quickly hit that poacher with Crucio. His blood curdling screams hung in the air above us. The other poachers all stopped mid cast to look at what we had done and we were met with shock. It was astonishing to them that two students still in their Slytherin robes were so willing to use an Unforgivable Curse.

The poachers' reactions is not what surprised me, it was Y/n's reaction that completely threw me off guard. She looked at me smiling, almost like she was enjoying the sounds of the poachers screams. The truly sick part is, I enjoyed it too. We continued the battle after that, but the nature of it changed. It became sinister. Curse after curse was thrown at them, but we never used the killing curse. We would use Imperio and make them torture and kill each other. It was our own deviant form of killing without actually shedding blood ourselves.

We are a match made in darkest pits of Hell.

I am snapped out of my trance reliving our dangerous acts of affection when I hear my name being beckoned forth by my dear friend Ominis. "Sebastian! The match starts soon. The team is all waiting for you on the ground by Summoners Court. A team captain should not be late."

Shit! I was so caught up in my daydream I lost track of time. The first quidditch match of the year is in less than an hour. Today's match up, Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Not one I am practically worried about because Ravenclaws have never been as aggressive as Slytherins' on the pitch, but they are smart, obviously. They are very strategic which makes them a worthy opponent. Everett and Andrew have been droning on and on about their Seeker this year.