The Right Time || Sebastian Sallow x MC ||

Chapter 23

Apologies for seeming like I forgot about this fic. I didn't. A few life changes happened so I lost the plotting, my brain is too busy to remember so I had to start a new plot meaning this fic is only a few more chapters long. I love Seb and Maeve with all my heart, I had originally planned a sequel but I think I want to leave it as is. Not to mention they're one of my favourite pairings to write so it was really hard to make this decision, but I've got two kids and a full time healthcare job 😅.

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With April fast approaching, which meant only a couple weeks until the wedding, Maeve was positively stressed.

Even more stressed since Professor Weasley had asked her to come to Hogwarts to meet with professor Hecat.

The information Poppy had given her from her all but friendly  visit to Gaunt manor was incredibly useful. Meaning they had to find this ring that was seen in the Black prophecy,  and before Marvolo.

The positive side to this was the Ministry had increased security around the school and she had a team of Auror's escort her there. Obviously Sebastian had fought tooth and nail to be put on that time but only when Maeve told them it was fine did they listen.

Sebastian had complained the entire night after that interaction, pouting that they trusted her more than him. Maeve had so kindly pointed out that he fully confessed to using the Unforgivable Curses in fifth year when he swore in as an Auror, to which Sebastian responded by shoving her face into her pillow while he fucked her senseless.  Maeve was not going to complain about that.

The negative side, and there were definitely more than one, but the most negative in Maeve's mind was that this cohort included Jon.

The Auror she had dated very briefly while researching Ancient Magic hot spots.

So now she walk between Jon and Sebastian through the hallways of her old school. Sebastian kept his fists clenched at his side the entire time.

"Ah Miss Crawford, such a pleasure." Professor Hecat fawned as they walked into the Defence Against the Dark arts classroom.

Maeve smiled and extended her hand out to the older woman but she just clicked her tongue against her teeth throwing her arms around Maeve.

Maeve let out a surprised squeak but quickly returned the embrace. Her warmth reminded her of the night after the repository, where Professor Hecat had held her the entire night in the Hospital Wing as she mourned Professor Fig's death.

"It's so good to see you dear." She gives Maeve one last final squeeze, only to be interrupted by Sebastian clearing his throat behind the two.

The two women released each other from the embrace. Professor Hecat raises an eyebrow towards the Slytherin boy who just grinned sheepishly back at her.

Maeve smirked at the sight but also felt butterflies rise in her stomach. Seeing him here in this classroom, smiling just as if he was that goofy fifteen year old when she first laid eyes on him.

"Ah Mister Sallow." Professor Hecats voice was curt, Maeve had to stifle her giggle.

"Not pleased to see me?" Sebastian displays his arms in offence, but threw a wink toward Maeve.