Whispers of my heart - Sebastian Sallow x OC

Moss Agate

As the train pulled into King's Cross Station, Sebastian, Anne, Ominis, Damien, and Ophelia stepped onto the bustling platform, anticipation crackling in the crisp winter air. Among the throng of arriving passengers, they quickly spotted the twins' aunt, Victoria, waiting patiently by the barrier.

"Victoria!" Sebastian called out, a broad smile spreading across his face as he rushed forward to greet her.

Aunt Victoria's face lit up with joy at the sight of her nephew. "Sebastian, darling! It's been far too long," she exclaimed, enveloping him in a warm embrace.

Anne and Ominis followed suit, exchanging hugs and greetings, while Damien lingered uncertainly on the edge of the reunion. Sensing his hesitation, Victoria extended her arms warmly.

"Damien, dear, come here. Any friend of my nephew's is family," she said, pulling him into a hug that immediately put him at ease.

Turning to Ophelia, Victoria's eyes shone with delight. "And you must be Ophelia! Sebastian has told me so much about you. You're even lovelier than he described, if that is even possible."

Ophelia blushed at the compliment, feeling instantly welcomed into the family fold.

Sebastian, sensing the perfect opportunity, broached their plans. "Aunt Victoria, we were thinking of staying the night in London for some Christmas shopping. Do you think we could convince Ophelia's parents?"

Victoria's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, what a splendid idea! I'd love to accompany you all. And I'm sure we can persuade them. After all, who could resist the magic of Christmas shopping in London?"

Before long, Ophelia's parents and sister arrived, and after warm greetings, Aunt Victoria made her case. To everyone's delight, Ophelia's parents agreed without hesitation.

With their plans in place, they made their way to the Leaky Cauldron, eager for the adventure ahead.

As they stepped inside, warmth enveloped them—the scent of roasting chestnuts and spiced cider mingling with the low hum of conversation. Connor, the innkeeper, greeted them with a friendly smile.

"Good evening! How can I help you all tonight?"

"Rooms for the night, please," Elijah responded.

Connor nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll make sure everything is in order."

Once settled, they enjoyed a hearty dinner together, laughter and conversation flowing easily. After the meal, the group split up, eager to begin their Christmas shopping spree.

Ophelia, Anne, and Susanne strolled down Diagon Alley's bustling streets, Victoria and Helena trailing behind. The shops twinkled with festive lights, casting a magical glow on the cobblestones.

Ophelia wrapped her scarf tighter against the cold and turned to Anne excitedly. "Anne, I have the perfect idea for Sebastian's gift. I found this exquisite wand handle that matches his wand perfectly. But here's the best part—I'm going to have my name engraved on it, so every time he uses it, he'll know I'll always be with him. What do you think?"

Anne grinned. "Ophelia, that's brilliant! Personal, romantic, and completely unexpected. He'll love it."

She paused, then added, "I've decided to get Sebastian a vintage leather-bound journal. Elegant, timeless—perfect for jotting down his thoughts and dreams. And for Ominis, I found a magical board game filled with enchanting spells and challenges. I think he'll love it."

Victoria chuckled. "I'm sure your choices will bring smiles to their faces."

Meanwhile, Sebastian, Ominis, and Elijah wandered into a magical artifact shop, Damien sticking close to his father.