Whispers of my heart - Sebastian Sallow x OC

Moment from a Dream

In the dimly lit Slytherin common room, shadows danced along the walls, shifting and swaying to the rhythm of the celebratory music. The air was thick with the heavy scent of incense and excitement as Slytherins reveled in the victory of their house, accompanied by Hufflepuffs. 

Hufflepuffs casually sharing joints and Slytherins dominating the dance floor and drinking lots of liquor. The party was in full swing, with laughter and chatter echoing off the stone walls.

Sebastian and Ophelia found themselves swept up in the whirlwind of festivities, their smiles bright and their laughter contagious. They moved seamlessly through the crowd, sharing jokes and exchanging playful banter with their fellow housemates. The energy of the room was infectious, filling them with a sense of euphoria and camaraderie.

As the night wore on, the Slytherin common room transformed into a haven of jubilation. Hufflepuffs mingled freely with Slytherins, their differences forgotten in the spirit of celebration. The soft glow of floating lanterns illuminated the room, casting a warm and inviting ambiance over the revelers. 

The victory and Sebastian's scores were the talk of the night, and the two Slytherins couldn't have been happier. As they danced, the beat of the music synchronized with the pulsing energy of the party.

Sebastian, holding a drink in hand, leaned in close to Ophelia, his words slightly slurred, "We're unstoppable, Ophelia," he declared, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Slytherin's dueling team is second to none!"

Ophelia laughed, her eyes sparkling with merriment. "Absolutely, Seb," she agreed, her movements graceful as she swayed to the music. "We're a force to be reckoned with."

As the night progressed, the party took on a life of its own. Couples twirled across the dance floor, lost in the music and the magic of the moment. Whispers of secrets passed between friends, adding an air of intrigue to the festivities.

Sebastian, sensing a rare moment of solitude, guided Ophelia to a secluded corner of the room. Away from the throngs of revelers, they found themselves bathed in the soft glow of the lanterns, their laughter mingling with the strains of music in the air.

"This feels like a moment from a dream," Sebastian murmured, his voice tinged with wonder as he gazed into Ophelia's eyes. "A dream I never want to wake up from."

Ophelia's heart fluttered at his words, a warm flush spreading across her cheeks. "It is a dream," she agreed softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I hope it lasts forever."

As the night progressed, drinks flowed freely, and laughter echoed through the common room. The party reached a crescendo, with euphoria and celebration reaching every corner.

In a stolen moment, Sebastian and Ophelia found themselves hidden away from the crowd. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, a secret shared amidst the revelry. The intensity of the moment lingered, and as they pulled away, Sebastian whispered, "Ophelia, you are going to be the death of me."

Drinks flowed freely, laughter filled the air, and the bond between Sebastian and Ophelia only grew stronger. In a stolen moment, they found themselves drawn together in another tender kiss, their lips meeting in a silent exchange of affection amidst the chaos of the party. 

As the party began to wind down, Sebastian took Ophelia's hand. The magnetic pull between them led them away from the fading celebration, unknowingly guiding them towards the solitude of the undercroft.

The rhythmic echoes of the party faded into the background as they ventured into the quiet depths of the castle, leaving the remnants of the celebration behind. 

As Sebastian and Ophelia ventured away from the fading celebration, their footsteps echoed softly against the stone corridors of Hogwarts. The dimly lit passageways seemed to stretch out endlessly before them, adding to the sense of enchantment that hung in the air. Their steps slightly unsteady from the alcohol. 

Sebastian, his hand intertwined with Ophelia's, cast a sideways glance at her, a mischievous grin playing on his lips."You know, darling," he began, his voice low and conspiratorial, "there's something about these late-night adventures that makes me feel alive.", he remarked, his voice slightly slurred from the drinks they had indulged in.

Ophelia smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her despite the chilly castle corridors. "Perhaps it's the thrill of the unknown," she suggested, her gaze meeting his. 

Sebastian's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Or perhaps it's the company," he replied, his tone still laced with playful flirtation. 

Ophelia couldn't help but giggle at his flirtatious tone, her cheeks flushing with color. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Sebastian," she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement. 

Sebastian leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Is that a promise, my dear?" he whispered, his words dripping with mischievous intent. 

Ophelia's heart fluttered at the proximity between them, her laughter mingling with the soft hum of magic that surrounded them. "Perhaps, Sebastian." she replied coyly, her tone laced with intrigue.

But before she could say anything else, Sebastian couldn't contain himself any longer. With a sudden surge of desire, he pushed her hard against the cool stone wall, his eyes burning with passion as he looked at her.

"You're driving me insane, Ophelia," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "What do I do with you, my darling?"

Ophelia's breath caught in her throat as she looked up at him, her eyes flickering down to his lips. In that moment, no words were needed. Sebastian simply leaned forward, meeting her lips in a heated kiss.

Their embrace was intoxicating, the world around them fading into insignificance as they lost themselves in each other. Sebastian pressed himself against her, his hands roaming over her body as they kissed with a fervor born of longing and desire.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally pulled away, their chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. But the moment was not over yet. With a silent understanding, they continued on their walk, their hands still intertwined as they ventured deeper into the castle, the echoes of their passionate kiss lingering in the air.