Exile || Sebastian Sallow

16 | Astronomy

"As much as it seems
like you own my heart,
it's astronomy.
We're two worlds apart."
— Conan Gray

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16 | Astronomy

Sebastian's Perspective

A few weeks had already passed since Belle crashed the Slytherin Quidditch practice, November air entering and cloaking the grounds within a blink. A few days had already passed since our house won our first match against Gryffindor, and now Friday has come.

I should be celebrating. I should be happy, and present, and soaking in the blissful feeling of success and compliments from my team and fellow Slytherins.

But I couldn't.

Odd dreams were becoming frequent with each fall and rise of the stars outside the castle, and last night had been different.

There was an echo. I couldn't decipher it, nor could I even recognize it. But it was some sweet melody, like a voice. And perhaps it was, I just couldn't know for sure. I'd racked my brain all morning about it.

And those damned cookies Belle had made...

How? How the hell was it possible they tasted exactly like something from my childhood? It was like some enchantment with the first bite I took. How did she—

"Sebastian, are you alright?"

I blinked, bringing myself back to the present.

Lila's hot breath ghosted over my forehead as she halted her movements, the bed going silent. We'd taken advantage of the dormitory being empty just before Astronomy class in an hour, but I might've made a mistake just now.

I used these moments to distract myself from the storms brewing inside my head, but I was too distracted by them that the distraction wasn't even working. Guilt dug into my skin staring at Lila's sweaty bare skin, pressed right into mine, her eyes dimming with disappointment.

"Sebastian?" she called again.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here tonight. I'm more tired than I realized." A fucking lame excuse considering I'd brought her here for sex.

Lila scoffed, then hopped off of me in haste. She snatched her clothes off the dormitory floor and immediately put them on, buttoning and lacing up her skirt, shirt, and robe.

I tried not to grimace from embarrassment as I sat up, the blanket covering my lower half. "Look, Lila, come on, don't leave. I'm sorry!"

She whirled around as she picked up her shoes. "You know, if you've got something on your mind, all you need to do is tell me! I feel like you haven't really been there for me the past few weeks, Sebastian, and I don't know what I'm doing wrong. If any."

"It's not you, Lila," I answered.

"Then, what?"

The last time I tried telling her about my dreams, it soured my mood. And with this fire we'd already created between us, I'd probably feed more into it.

I stayed silent. Numb. Looking down at the blanket instead that did nothing to warm my naked skin.

Lila laughed humourlessly, shaking her head. "Whatever. I'll see you in Astronomy. Talk to me when you feel like being a proper boyfriend again."