Sebastian had been forced to devise a "defuse the Ravenclaw" protocol for when that damn witch lost her shit. Which was a lot, quite frankly. It'd been going as well as one could hope. Destruction was down, and she was able to talk in coherent sentences in under an hour that didn't involve threatening to Avada him. So when against his better judgement he throws protocol out the window, he's forced to face one of his own very private rules: Do not think about fucking the Ravenclaw. And fail. Miserably.All Rights Reserved
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