The Death Wish: Book One (Hogwarts Legacy)

Letters and Loans

The owl post fluttered through the windows, interrupting Nerida's breakfast story about Flora Douglas—the luckless Ravenclaw who didn't look where she stepped and ended up waist deep in a mud pit the day before. You spied a familiar dark owl with a bundle of letters that Sebastian smarty caught from the air.

"Anne has been busy—one for all it would seem." and he gave you a sweet smile as he handed you an envelope bearing your name.

You beamed at the letter a moment before stowing it carefully in your satchel beside the two from Lodgok.

You had read the one addressed to you the previous evening when you had returned from Hogsmeade.

It had been a rather short note, formally introducing himself and thanking you most kindly for your—or rather The Ravenclaw's, warning. He also thanked you for your advice in the Three Broomsticks as he later learned his brother was on the hunt for him as well.

Something about this shared threat made you feel a little closer to the goblin—a common enemy.

Finally, Lodgok had promised to get in touch in a few weeks as he was traveling. He was trying to track something down that might assist in your shared goal—as well as enjoy some time with friends in a slightly safer region.

You had been greatly cheered by the friendly goblin's hopeful language and wishes to speak soon—his welfare you had to admit to yourself had been on your mind.

As you finished up breakfast Imelda said she and Nerry would pick you up from the Great Hall entrance for flying. As you started to rise from the bench you heard your name called over the din of chattering students. Turing you saw the beaming face of Garreth weaving through students to get to you.

"Good morning Gar, you alright?" you greet him cheerfully. You heard a sigh beside you which the redhead ignored.

"Allo, partner. I'm very well. Thought I would come pick you up for Theory." he said brightly. His eyes then flickered to the brunette you could feel crowding your left side.

"Good Morning, Weasley." you heard Sebastian grit out. You looked up at him with surprise before gifting him an affectionate smile which he returned with a quick wink.

"Sallow." Garreth replied with a slightly confused nod. You said goodbye to Ominis and your roommates, giving Sebastian another grateful look before heading off with your Gryffindor friend.

Garreth paused when you were only a few steps away.

"Where are my manners? Allow me to escort you to class properly, my dear Slytherin." Garreth said with a teasing smile, extending the crook of his arm with a flirtatious eyebrow raise.

You gave him an arch look before smiling and slipping your arm through his. You senses were filled with the notes of his cologne—a scent that you found yourself quite liking. The leathery, spicy smell suiting the rugged-redhead.

You had only just reached the doors to the Great Hall before you heard a familiar voice call out behind you.

You turned to see Sebastian jogging up the row of tables towards you. He stopped and took a light hold of your free arm.

"Sorry Weasley, I forgot to tell her something—I just need a quick word with my housemate." and with a polite smile he deftly pulled you from the affronted looking teen, leading a few meters away, slipping an arm around your shoulders—your backs to the Gryffindor.

"Is everything alright, Seb?" you ask with concern. You look up to see him glancing behind him before bending his head low to you.

"Everything is good, Bash. I just wanted to lend you this for your second session." he then pulled an ornate brass cylindrical device and held it out to you.