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Sebastian Sallow | For the Greater Good - Part 2

"Where are we going?!" Hermione blurted as she desperately tried to keep up with Sebastian's large and quick strides.

Sebastian ground to a halt and looked at the short girl with a frightening expression. "Does anyone in this school know where the Riddle house is?"

The group of three looked awkwardly at their feet.

Ron's face dropped suddenly. "I think I do," he said meekly.

"Who?" Sebastian grabbed Ron by the arms and pulled him close. "Who is it, Weasley?" Sebastian said the name in the identical tone he used to address Garreth in his time; sharp and irritated.

"Malfoy! Draco Malfoy!" Ron squeaked, feeling suddenly victimised in the face of Sebastian's ferocity.

Hermione exhaled a deep breath and Harry looked miserable.

Sebastian let go of Ron and scoffed. "Someone you don't like? Brilliant." He ran a hand through his hair. "Take me to him. Please."

"He's a Slytherin. We can't get into his common room." Hermione said.

"Of course, you don't like a Slytherin." Sebastian muttered under his breath.

"More like hate." Ron grumbled.

Sebastian clenched his teeth together to calm his nerves. "Well, you've got Slytherin with you now, do you not? Let's go."

"And why would I help you?" The platinum blonde haired boy spat.

Despite their mutual house, Sebastian quickly realised why his three Gryffindor helpers hated Draco Malfoy so much. With a permanent judgemental grimace plastered onto his porcelain skin, the boy was short, cruel, and, for the lack of a better term, up his own arse.

Sebastian rolled his eyes and shuffled in his leather armchair. His eyes scanned the room he was in and now finally understood the uneasiness (Y/N) felt in the new Gryffindor common room; this was completely different. It felt empty compared to his dungeon a hundred years ago. It was bleak. It made him feel isolated. This was not his common room.

"Becuase I've asked nicely. That's why you should help."

"I wouldn't help anyone associated with Potter even if I did believe them." Malfoy sneered. "You sound like a lunatic to me. From the past? Time travel? It's ridiculous. Those three have done nothing but bring me entertainment."

Sebastian fought the urge to roll his eyes again. "You don't believe me?"

"Was it not obvious?" Malfoy jeered.

"And with everything I have told you, there is no convincing you?" Sebastian leaned forward and forced himself to keep his composure. "What more could I do to get you to give me just one piece of information?"

Malfoy's face turned sinister.

Immediately, Sebastian's face turned stony. His stare turned into a glare. "I don't think you even know where the house is." Sebastian belittled. He stood from his seat. "You are wasting my time. You're nothing but a little posh boy who wants to seem important. Daddy doesn't tell you anything, does he?" He turned towards the exit. "I know the likes of you; nothing but talk. I'll find the house on my own. I'll end up knowing more than you by the end of it."

"I know where the house is!" Draco Malfoy shot up and struggled to wipe the offended look off his face. "The Malfoys know everything! And I know most of all!"