Under Your Scars || Sebastian Sallow x MC

Chapter 57 - Something Wicked This Way Comes

For you, I would cross the line

I would waste my time

I would lose my mind

Dont' Blame Me

-Taylor Swift 

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Juliette POV

"Missing anything?"

Sebastian asked as he helped me pack the last of my cloaks into my enchanted trunk. Not that he was truly helping. More like, he was standing behind me with his arms around my waist, kissing my neck each time I tucked away another article of clothing. He insisted that he was 'keeping me motivated' to pack, but I rather felt he was trying to keep me motivated to stay.

"I'm going to miss you," he breathed into my neck, brushing his lips against my skin to tempt me. He spun me around to face him, keeping his arms wrapped around my waist.

"At this rate--" I indulged him, wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my hands into his messy mop of brown hair. "--I'm never going to leave."

"Perfect," he rasped against my lips. He kissed the very corner of my lips and blazed a trail of kisses across my cheek to my ear, down my neck, and across my scar as he always did. I sighed and hummed, nearly overcome by his sorcery.

But I had shit to do.

"Sebastiaaan, I need to pack!"

He only groaned into my neck as he ran his hands down my body to give my arse a firm squeeze. We had planned to cozy up in his quarters in the faculty tower for my last night, and the professor was excessively eager to get me all to himself. The week with Rose between Christmas and New Years had left us without many moments alone, and it had left Sebastian positively starved.

He used his grip to hoist me up, wrap my legs around his waist and carry me to the bed. I playfully struggled against him with every ounce of restraint I had.

"Seb!"

"I need the chance to say goodbye to each..... and every.... part of you..." he sealed each statement with a kiss across my collarbone as he gently reclined me onto the mattress.

I arched my back beneath him, my body betraying me and begging for his touch. His hands roamed my body, clutching fistfuls of my clothes and urging me to remove them.

Putain. 

I wrestled myself out from under him and abandoned the pouting professor on the bed.

"You can say your goodbyes once I'm done. Especially if you are hoping for more than one goodbye," I turned to wink at him, which seemed to lift his spirits as he bit his lip with excitement.  

I resumed packing what remained in my sleeping quarters, the walls and tables of which were now bare. All that was left was my office, and I would be ready to leave Hogwarts. In just a few hours, it would be the year 1900. It would also be January first, the day I was to return to the Ministry and my next assignment from Gringotts.

In America. 

"Now, I'm leaving detailed written instructions for the beasts," I explained as I handed my beasts journal to Sebastian. "Rose, Carina and Deek agreed to look after them but I'm sure the room will let you in if you need to tend to them as well."

He nodded and accepted the journal from me before flopping back onto the bed.

"Are you ready to go yet, love?"