Hogwarts Legacy One Shots

Sebastian x Magdalene (MC)

An excerpt from my upcoming Sebastian x MC fanfic

"Alright ladies and gents, shall we get this duel started? Or would you rather continue to talk up your skills, Leander?" Lucan taunts the taller male who is visibly failing at wooing Natty.

Leander rolls his eyes and cops back with a salty, snide smile. "Fine. Who am I winning against today, Lucan? Or did they already back out knowing they could never defeat such a strong and vivacious wizard?" He turns back to Natty and flexes his underwhelming and hardly visible biceps; causing the young woman to completely turn away from the sad display.

"Actually," Lucan retorts after stifling a laugh, "It's paired matches today. You, Nerida, Sebastian, and Magdalene. Astoria was supposed to be an additional member, unfortunately she had a mishap in potions and is being looked after in the hospital wing. So It's just the four of you for today. Does not matter to me who you fight alongside with, take your places! It's time for some action." he exclaims much louder than the organizer of the secret and unsanctioned dueling club should.

Leaving her post resting against a large barrel kitty-corner to Natty, Magdalene makes her way on the opposite side of the room, away from Sebastian. Distance is good' she tells herself. Plus beating him at yet another duel will help tone down the arrogance that has been overwhelming as of late. She notices that Nerida has stayed put and chosen to fight against her. Easy, she is so deftly disarmed. The two wizards stand near Lucan

Before Sebastian can jaunt over to her side, Leander races past him. The look of pure rage is so obvious on Sebastian's face that even Lucan is seen doing the sign of the cross and looking petrified for Leander's sake. Magdalene adverts her eyes from the intensity that wells in the brown of his optics. Please for the love of Merlin, do not kill him. Magdalene locks eyes with Sebastian and watches as the rage softens. She shrugs, pulls out her wand and readies herself. Someone has to keep Leander from actually getting hurt, she just wishes it wasn't on her shoulders for this match.

Leander attempts to throw his arm over Magdalene while shouting to Sebastian, "Good luck defeating us Sallow. Don't suppose you have some liquid luck you could use for this duel?" Leander howls at his own cleaver jab.

And there returns a familiar red aura around Sebastian and the fire ignites in his eyes. Magdalene shoves Leander's arm off, "Unlike you, he doesn't need liquid luck or boyish taunts to win a duel. Can we just get on with this or do you want him to wipe the floor with you another time, Leander?"

A chorus of oooh's rings out in the clock tower room from the others. Leander shrugs it off as if the comment was nothing but the look of hurt is evident. He casts his eyes down while Sebastian is beaming with delight. Lucan, after composing himself, calls for the duel to commence. The witches and wizards take their stance, ready to begin.

Nerida targets Magdalene while Leander and Sebastian act totally barbaric with their dueling. The two wizards fight with more emotion than tactics, whereas the witches cast with intention. Sebastian makes quick work of blasting Leander's wand out of his hand. Instead of staying down, Leander pops up with no intention of that being the end of his duel today.

Leander opens his mouth to call forth his wand that now resides on the cold ground. It lays limp and lifeless near one of the practicing dummies. "Accio wa-" A quick cast knocks him back and unable to finish his sentence, landing him next to Lucan and in more pain than he was previously. Sebastian stands tall with a devilish smirk corrupting his face as he watches Leander surrender and stay down on the floor. In turn, both Sebastian and Nerida face off against Magdalene, who has been holding her own with little difficulty. Sebastian playfully throws a basic cast at her that she swiftly blocks, turns and stupefies Nerida. Now it is just her and him.