Sebastian Sallow x MC fanfic
(This is a continuation of the plot of Hogwarts Legacy)
After a rather upsetting and traumatic year at Hogwarts, Piper Harward opted to spend what would have been her sixth year traveling the world with her father. After...
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Piper
It had been over a year since I'd stepped foot in Hogwarts. After my rather upsetting fifth year, I took a break, traveling around the world with my father. I attended to my studies on the road, learning through experience out in the world and through my books. I hadn't intended to ever come back to Hogwarts, but to be honest I missed it. I missed the chatter in the great hall during meals, the expansive Scottish landscape, the looming castle, but especially the people, my friends.
After another heated argument with my father, we decided it would be best for me to go back to Hogwarts for my final year of studies. I was looking forward to seeing my friends and classmates, even somehow feeling excited for the opportunity to attend classes and study for tests again, the Ravenclaw in me obviously making an appearance. I'd even been offered to be made a Prefect by Professor Weasley, who'd advocated for my return to the headmaster, Professor Black. But, I couldn't ignore the twisting, squeezing feeling of my insides as the carriage grew closer and closer to Hogwarts. There was a reason why I'd left in the first place.
My aunt panted my knee sympathetically, bringing me back to the current moment.
"It'll be alright, Piper. You've done this before." I gave her a weak smile, and nodded in agreement.
My father had declined the responsibility to be the one to escort me to Hogwarts, passing it onto his younger sister. I honestly shouldn't have been surprised. All he did was run away from things he didn't want to think about. He'd moved us across the world so many times I didn't know if I could call any of the houses I'd lived in home. In my year at Hogwarts, he'd never written to me. Even after my mother passed away, he left his only daughter to attend her funeral alone. That had truly been the worst day of my life. People so much taller than me patting me on the head saying that 'it really was quite a shame' and 'she was taken too soon'. I'd never felt close to my father, he always kept a wall between us. My mother on the other hand, she'd been the pillar holding up my childhood. When my father would be gone for weeks on end, she'd help me write letters to him, which she never sent knowing my father would discard them. She'd wrap me in her floral embrace, whispering to me that she loved me, something I'd never heard or felt from my father. My heart ached remembering her sweet smile, her soft embrace, her lovely garden that was a perfect reflection of her.
I tried to shift my thoughts to something more pleasant. I didn't want to cry in front of Aunt Helen again.
I was looking forward to seeing my friends again. I'd kept in touch with a few of them over the past year; Ominis, Poppy, Natty, Samantha, Garreth, Amit. There was one person who should have been included in that list, but would never have the title of being my friend again.
Sebastian.
I didn't know if he was even still attending Hogwarts, or what had happened to him after our fifth year, but I honestly didn't want to know. I had done what I had to, and whatever had happened to him was out of my control.
