Out of the Shadows // Sebastian Sallow

Chapter Thirty-Nine****

****Warning: This chapter contains sexually explicit adult content.****

Friday arrived quicker than I had planned. The castle abuzz once again with the anticipation of the announcement of those chosen to attend Durmstrang for the first term and possibly participate in the Triwizard Tournament. For once, everyone seemed as distracted as I was. All day, the professors were having to snap their classes back to attention.

Even Sebastian had fallen victim to it. He was fidgeting all day. Foot tapping, leg shaking. He even drummed his fingers on tables, chairs, my thigh. I could tell he was just as nervous as everyone else. Everyone was the same in their eagerness.

Except for me. I didn't quite understand it. I should be excited for such a thrilling event looming on the horizon. But most of the time, all week long, I was just annoyed that no one would shut up about it. And the more I thought about it, I didn't really want to go. I wanted the routine of my classes and my every other weekend visits home. I wouldn't get that if I had to go.... Wherever Durmstrang was.

"Seb, where's Durmstrang?"

"Oh! That's a big secret." His eyes lit up slightly with that look of forbidden knowledge that he adopted sometimes. "Wizarding schools are secretive in general. For instance, there are so many charms to repel people, especially muggles, from coming anywhere near this side of the country. But one can still find Hogwarts if they really want to. But Durmstrang! They're especially secretive! We know they have a stronghold up north. Most likely castle-like, like Hogwarts. But its exact location is said to be secret and can only be found with the strictest use of magic. I'm totally excited to see where it is and what it looks like!" His enthusiasm was palpable.

"And what makes you think you will?" I looked at him raising my eyebrow.

"Pfft. Please, darling. Don't insult me. I'm Sebastian Sallow. Of COURSE I'm going." His Sallow Smirk firmly in place.

"You ARE a cocky bastard, aren't you?" I said, teasingly.

"You would know, love." His eyes suddenly filled with lust, and he leaned in to kiss me.

"Class. Please put your wands away and quills out. Time for our weekly runes quiz. No talking." Professor Carrow stated, interrupting our budding passion. I sighed and tuned back to my quill and parchment.

Our mutual attraction, hormones and recently consummated passion were a recipe for disaster! We could hardly keep our hands off each other since my birthday. And now, being back at school, we were constantly interrupted. All we ever wanted to do was... well... anything that involved our carnal desires to satiate our lust.

But honestly, I loved every minute of it! We seemed to have the same appetite for it. Yet, another thing we had in common. But it made concentration on schoolwork rather difficult. Especially when we were supposed to be taking a quiz and his hand was currently sliding up under my skirt and...

I slapped my hand down on top of his hand under the desk and he quickly slipped it back onto his own leg, smirking into his parchment. I just shook my head at him and tried to get back to my work.

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My afternoon on Fridays was free. I was attempting to get some studying in before what might be my last day in the common room. If I was chosen, I would go home with Archie tonight and then I would spend the day with Seb tomorrow and leave on Sunday. If I wasn't chosen, I was going to stay at Hogwarts this weekend and go home next weekend with Archie to do our every other weekend home thing.

So, I sat by the big windows to the Black Lake, reviewing a potions recipe that I was familiar with... Draught of Peace. I had taken it several times over the last month or so. So, I knew its effects, color, scent. Now, I was attempting to memorize its ingredients and recipe.