Closure (Sebastian Sallow x MC)

Chapter 6

Sebastian's POV

"I'll get us some drinks. Butterbeer works for you?" She nods. "Wait for me here so I don't lose you." I give her a quick smile and go over the table with drinks.

The atmosphere of the party is nice, everything you would expect from a Ravenclaw's party. Nothing too hard, perfect for enjoying the company of your friends. The room is pretty cool too, but I prefer my common room in the dungeons. I'm too used to the light that comes through the water of the lake. This place must be so bright in the mornings.

I'm still digesting the looks of April. She has had a couple of busy days and she had looked unrested most of the time, but right now she looks well, relaxed. And just that makes her look beautiful, but the dress she's wearing it's something else. It suits her perfectly. I can't take my eyes off her, even if I try to. I just hope she won't notice; I don't want to come as a creep. I'm just... appreciating it. In a very proper, very friendly way.

Like I can fool myself. Anyone that looks at me for just a second can see that the way I look at her is not friendly at all. I know there is something else. I feel it everytime I look at those light green eyes that steal my thoughts. Everytime I notice the mole she has in the corner of her jaw. Everytime I hear her laugh.

But because I know I try to stop it. It just can't be. She only sees me as a friend, and after everything I did, I shouldn't even imagine being with her. I don't deserve it.

Besides, maybe it's just a little crush that will go away with a little time. Nothing to worry about.

I take two glasses filled with butterbeer and proceed to return to April, seeing on my way that she's talking to Leander Prewett. The rat. He has gained a reputation in the time I was away that Ominis has told me about already. I also notice that he's being way too friendly, if that's the word. He is also approaching her in a very improper way, which hits me with a hint of jealousy, as April isn't taking distance. It's not like we don't stand close when we talk. We usually stand way closer than the two of them but... I don't know. I don't like that now it's him, the one that's close to her.

I'm not proud of being protective -possessive, if you ask someone else- but I can't help myself. I act on instinct. I walk there quickly, trying to cool myself off. I put a glass of butterbeer between April's fingers and I rest my now free arm on her shoulders, clearly drawing a line to Leander.

I sense her getting more relaxed in my embrace. That makes me notice her entire body language. She wasn't comfortable before, clearly.

And now, now we have a problem.

"Hello Leander, how are you, mate?" I try to hide my anger, not really succeeding at it.

Not that I care about what he thinks about me, I know he doesn't like me. And it's cool, because the feeling is mutual, he has always been a prick. He always takes his pride way too seriously, even for a Gryffindor, never wanting to admit he's worse than me at duelling (and pretty much at everything).

"Sebastian." Leander's clearly pissed at my presence. Good. "I was just keeping April company, since she was alone."

I have to gather all my stretch to not grimace.

"Well, she isn't alone anymore so you can go." I do the fakest smile I can do and Leander leaves, clearly annoyed. Not annoyed enough though. "Hey, you looked like you needed to be rescued. What about him?" I look at April, concerned.

Just before I left, she seemed relaxed and happy, but she was obviously unpleased by Leander's presence. Her entire body language had changed, one hand taking her other arm, looking slightly down and not entirely smiling.