revenant || sebastian sallow.

CHAPTER SEVEN.

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Looking for anything had seemed pointless, as the search for Sanguis Vita had proven to be nearly impossible. Even if Ominis and I had spent countless hours searching the library for clues or more information, we would come out empty handed. My hope was faltering, and I began to settle in with the reality that I wouldn't be able to save Sebastian.

I half expected Sebastian to be sorry for accidentally hitting me, or choking me, or telling me hurtful things, but it was becoming increasingly harder to sit down with my own denial and face it. 

Sebastian wasn't himself, even if I wanted him to be who he was back then. However, I knew that blood magic corrupted anyone that used it, and given the circumstances, if he stopped using it, maybe, just maybe, there would be a chance for him to return to his normal self.

I planned to get Sebastian to crack. Every conversation I had with him up until now had been filled with anger and the disability to listen to my words, but I wouldn't allow it this time. If I could appease to his emotion, his humanity, I could possibly make it through to him.

Walking the bustling corridors filled with students, including the first years who looked lost in the long halls that made them look small in comparison, I did not see his face anywhere. This was a problem considering it was becoming a bit late outside, and risking getting caught by a prefect was not something I wanted to deal with. 

It was bittersweet in a way, seeing groups of friends sitting on benches and messing around with their magic while some munched on an apple. It had made me realize how greatly my life had strayed from that of normalcy since I had found out about my ability to wield ancient magic, and learned all the unforgivable curses. Despite the trauma and heartbreak fifth year had brought me, I wouldn't have changed a thing. 

Every event made me who I was, and had none of it occurred, I wouldn't be standing here the witch I am today. I wouldn't have met amazing people, and--  I wouldn't have met him.

I prepared some items to venture out into the out. I didn't know if Sebastian would be where I suspected he was, but I had a slight hope he would be. Usually, I wouldn't spot Sebastian at Hogwarts if it was dark outside. Once, this was a mystery to me until I pieced it all together.

He would disappear all night, then come back in the morning to attend classes looking sickly and drained. Blood magic was apparent. How our professors and everyone else didn't question his appearance was beyond me. 

I ran through the greenhouse and exited through the courtyard, the still light of the moon reflecting on my face. I felt myself take a breath as I summoned my broom and carefully got on it. I hated to admit, but I felt nervous about my small venture.

After all, I was going into the forbidden forest.

I flew through the sky, the cold air hitting my face like cold spikes. I maneuvered before landing in the same dry spot I had seen Sebastian performing blood magic before. I doubted he would be careless enough to come here again to do his practices, but I knew he had to be somewhere in here. He couldn't risk performing such acts anywhere else, and it wasn't like he could travel too far at night from Hogwarts.

Walking around, the familiar crunch of the dead shrubs under my feet sending an uneasy feeling around me, I knew I needed to be prepared for anything. This time, I had a new goal in mind. 

If I could stop Sebastian from using blood magic to take away his own life force. Maybe this would cause anger in him, but I couldn't keep watching him harm himself over Anne. I knew he was feeling deep grief, but I risking your life to save another isn't always the best option.