Run Away ✧ Hogwarts Legacy

chapter five

Loverboy by You Me At Six

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Fifth Year

"What book are you looking for?" Sebastian Sallow asked as they entered the restricted section of the library.

It was a very private area of the castle once you were able to get inside and he wasn't too concerned about being found with the new fifth-year girl anymore. He undid the cloaking charm, feeling the relief of not needing to sneak around. But his hands were sweaty from the nerves of getting in without being unseen. He tried to wipe it away against his cloak hoping Antheia wouldn't notice.

Thankfully she wasn't looking at him yet. Her big brown eyes looked lost and a furrowed brow on her face as she struggled to focus on looking at one place in the library, eyes jumping from shelf to shelf, clearly unsure of where to start.

"I have no idea," Antheia confessed to him. "I didn't realize how many books there would be in this section. I thought I would know it when I saw it."

"It's a library?" He laughed, "How many books did you think there would be?"

"I thought the restricted section would be the size of a shelf! Not the size of another library!"

Sebastian had never stopped and considered it before, he had spent so much time inside the library that it never really occurred to him just how large it was. It was a place that he had grown so used to that it seemed almost small for him now.

The new fifth-year girl had barely been to the library, she hadn't known the layout like the back of her hand like he did.

Antheia jumped from bookcase to bookcase, barely touching a single cover of any book, he wasn't even sure if she was reading the titles. Her blonde hair flowed softly and bounced against her back with each step that she took. It was so golden that it reminded him of honey dripping from a spoon.

Suddenly Sebastian realized he was staring at her again.

"What is the book about?" He asked, hoping she didn't hear the nervous crack in his throat, "Not to brag, but I know the layout of the shelves pretty well by now. If you can tell me what it's about then we'll probably be able to get out faster."

Antheia isn't my type, that was what he was still attempting to conceive himself the weeks prior. He didn't like her big doe eyes because he couldn't quite read. Then there was the issue of that flowing blonde hair that memorized and distracted him during class. Not to mention she was in Gryffindor and the bright red vest that hugged her tightly hadn't been her color.

Sebastian certainly hadn't been thinking too much about the new girl...

"Is it a book about Charms?" Sebastian asked, trying not to look at her, "Or maybe Herbology? That would be fitting for you."

"Herbology? For me?" Antheia scoffed.

He turned to the bookcase nearby, partly for his argument, and partly so she might not see the burning shade of red that his cheeks definitely weren't turning at that moment.

"Antheia, the goddess of flowers," Sebastian recalled, "Someone with a name like that must be born with a green thumb."

"My mother is the one with the green thumb. Unlike her, I kill every plant I've ever touched. I'd say I'm hardly anywhere close to being a goddess of flowers!"