Swallow your pride

Good old times

Yarra POV

Yarra sat in Ominis' arms in the Slytherin common room. She turned towards the entrance to see who was coming. She was eagerly waiting for Sebastian. She needed to drink that birth control potion.
Finally Sebastian entered the common room, spotting Yarra and Ominis quickly. He approached them.
"Hey," he said gruffly, his eyes flickering to Ominis' arm around Yarra before settling on her. "Can I speak to you for a moment?"
Yarra looked up at Sebastian, a small smile on her lips. "Of course," she replied, gently extracting herself from Ominis's embrace.
Sebastian inclined his head in a silent request for Yarra to follow him to a quieter corner of the common room, out of earshot from Ominis. Once they were alone, he pulled out the birth control potion.
"Here," he said, holding it out discreetly to her. "This is what you wanted, right?"
"Thank you a thousand times, Sebastian. I owe you a favor. I'll give you the money later." she said as she took the bottle from him. She opened it and drank it all at once. Her face contorted. "Ugh, that's gross."
Sebastian shook his head, waving off her offer to pay him. "Don't worry about it," he said gruffly. He watched as she swallowed the bitter potion, unable to suppress a small smile at her disgusted expression.
"You'd think they'd try to make it taste a little better," he commented dryly. Yarra wiped her mouth with her hand and said, "It doesn't matter how it tastes, as long as it works the way it's supposed to."
"True," Sebastian conceded, a hint of wry humor in his voice. "But personally, I think they could make it taste a bit less like dragon dung."

He watched Yarra for a moment, his gaze lingering perhaps a bit too long before he abruptly looked away. Yarra went to ask what he was thinking when he looked at her like that, but when he looked away she let it be. "So,... thank you very much once again." she broke the awkward silence.

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Sebastian PoV

Sebastian cleared his throat, shaking off the momentary awkwardness. "You're welcome," he muttered gruffly.
He shoved his hands into his pockets, resisting the urge to look at her again. Why did she have to be so damn beautiful, and why did he always feel a stirring in his chest whenever he looked at her...
Yarra gestured towards the couches, "I'm going back to Ominis... join the chat?"
Sebastian let out a soft exhale. The thought of sitting there, in close proximity to Yarra while she was cuddled up with Ominis, made his chest ache with jealousy. But he couldn't refuse her invitation without it being suspicious.
"Alright," he said reluctantly, trying to conceal the conflicting emotions swirling inside him. "I'll join you."
She smiled at him and winked. She turned and walked in front of him. Sebastian trailed after Yarra, his eyes involuntarily drawn to her swaying hips. A small huff escaped his lips as he silently cursed the way she affected him. He quickly took a seat opposite Ominis, his eyes fixated on Ominis' arm around Yarra's waist.
Sebastian felt his heart thump against his chest at the sight of Yarra cuddled up against Ominis. He tried to keep his emotions in check, but the jealousy bubbled up inside him like boiling water.
"So, what was yesterday's surprise?" he asked, trying to sound as least irritated as possible.
At Sebastian's question, Ominis chuckled softly, a smirk playing on his lips. He feigned innocence, knowing full well what question Sebastian was referring to. "It was a rather pleasant one," he replied vaguely.
Yarra joined in the conversation, "Ominis arranged a night for us in the head prefect's room, the one with the bathtub as big as a swimming pool." her eyes lit up when she talked about it. Sebastian felt a pang of jealousy in his chest as Yarra described the surprise. He remembered that head prefect's room well, the bathtub in particular. He had taken more than one girl there himself.
He clenched his jaw, trying to suppress the rising agitation. The thought of Ominis and Yarra sharing that space, enjoying the extravagant bathtub, made his stomach twist in knots.

Ominis chuckled at Yarra's description. He ran his hand slowly up and down Yarra's waist, his touch possessive yet tender, his voice laced with subtle mockery. "It was quite an enjoyable night. The bathtub was exceptionally large, perfect for... well, you can imagine."
Sebastian's jaw clenched even tighter, his fingers curling into fists in his lap. The image of Ominis and Yarra enjoying each other's company in that bathtub flashed in his mind, making his gut churn painfully.
He fought hard to keep his expression neutral, but the slight twitch in his eyebrow betrayed his irritation. "I'm sure it was," he replied through gritted teeth.