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chapter twelve

A week had past by since the between the triangle occured. Garreth completely avoided in the the halls, numerous times I've watched him make eye contact with me and immediately turned around. I never intended for things to become this way, but it was probably for the best. With more time to myself, I had time to think about the enchant. At the end of the day, it's unforgiveable what he did. I'm not sure if I wanted to know his intention, but he wouldn't even be able to save himself if he tried to explain.

Sebastian was distant as well. Even though him and Ominis always chose to sit byside me in classes, Sebastian was silent, just physically there but not mentally. Like right now, at the moment. He is physically beside me in History of Magic, but yet, Sebastian's spirit isn't here.

I was retrieved from my thoughts as a piece of parchment slid into my view. 

How are you?

I turned my head to the left, seeing Sebastian head quickly turn back to focus of Professor Binns. 

I'm doing okay.

I slide the piece of parchment between once again like once before. Sebastian's attention went from the note to me, giving me a small smile.

I'm glad, have you thought much about that night?

I try not to think about it, cruel intentions.

Cruel intentions, indeed. Whenever you're ready.

I bit down on my lower lip. Whenever you're ready. A sensation of anxiety began to flow through my veins. I couldn't deny that I was scared to hear about what happened under the spell that night. I knew deep in my heart, Sebastian did not do anything- I was scared to hear what I did.

On a scale of 1-10, how bad was I?

Depends, how do you want to define bad?

Bad, Sebastian. 

You weren't bad, just shocking. 4 at most.

4? That't not awful, it could always be worse. I think I could do this.

Undercroft tomorrow night?

I watched Sebastian smile to himself, reading the note.

Only if you support me at the Slytherin v. Ravenclaw game tomorrow. I'll bring you a sweater to wear. I'll also take it as a birthday present.

I rolled my eyes, looking at the boy who was smiling his life away.

Deal.

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"It's unbelievable chilly out here today," Ominis groaned as I walked beside him. A old green Quidditch sweater with the words "Co-Captain" embroided on the back wrapped my torso quite nicely, protecting me from the blowing wind. "I can't believe he made me come to this, I don't even know what's happening majority of the time."

I tried not to laugh at his comment as we continued our walk to the Quidditch pitch. "I have no problem with keeping you updated, I'm sure Sebastian is grateful for your support." 

"He better, I could be warm next to a fireplace right now."

As we made our way into the pitch, I could see the Slytherin team grouped together under the bleachers. "Ominis, save me a seat when you get up there. I'll be right back." I said, my attention now focused on the sight in front of me. I looked back at Ominis who gently nodded in reponse and headed up the stairs. My focus went back to the group as a few members started to fly out onto the pitch, but one tall brunette stayed behind. The words "Captain" embroided on the back of the jersey, I knew immediately it was him. I smiled to myself, making my way over to him. I placed my hand on his back, watching him jump at the unexpected touch. He swung around quickly, our eyes meeting quickly after.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." I giggled, as Sebastian sighed in delight. He gave me a smile, looking me up and down. 

"The sweater fits you nicely," He said, contining his smile. "I think you look rather good in green."

I blushed, searching for the next words to say. "I wanted to wish you luck, sounds like the perfect start to a birthday."

"It'll only be perfect if we win, which I'm sure we will. I already told the team I'll be skipping the party, I lied saying I had detention for my incident with Garreth."

I cocked my head to the side with a confused look. "What incid-"

Before I could finish my sentence, I was cut off by a masculine voice calling out to Sebastian to hurry up.

"Well, that would be my cue," He said nervously. He gave me small smile before getting on his broom. "Usual time tonight?"

I nodded in responce, watching him fly off. I stood there for a second, peeking out at the pitch with all the players flying around. As much as Quidditch intrigued me, I don't think I would be that great at it. I turned around and started heading up the stairs to the bleachers. I quickly noticed Ominis in the front row, an empty spot waiting beside him. I made my way over, sitting beside him.

"You finally made it," Ominis commented, "I had to protect your spot from the first years."

"How did you know it was me?" I laughed.

"I could smell the lavender radiating off of you."

"Well then how do you know that it's me who smells like lavender."

"Sebastian told me, he said it was a suffocaiting smell but he finds it comforting now."

I couldn't tell if I was offended or flattered.

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"Ominis, his hand is in grasps of the snitch!" I shouted with excitement. I watched the sight above me, Sebastian and a fourth-year Ravenclaw reaching their arms out as far as they possibly could.

"Did he catch it?"

"No, not yet. He's very close-"

Smack.

I watched Sebastian head downwards after an older boy on the Ravenclaw team slammed his body against his causing him to lose all balance. 

"Sebastian Sallow is heading down after a ruthless play made by Dominick Bovin, this could be Ravenclaw's chance to bring home the glory!" The games announcers voices roared through the arena.

"Y/N, what is happening?" Ominis asked, worry filling his voice. "Is Sebastian okay?"

"I-I don't know," I gutted out, my eyes frantically studying the field trying to find him. He was no where to be seen. My pounding heart was seconds away from ripping through my chest. I stood up, leaning on the edge of the barrier, continuing to search for him.

Suddenly a small golden ball with wings fluttered in front of me. My eyes grew at the sight. A strong tug at my sweater pulled me back into my seat. I looked beside me at Ominis, who still holding onto the hem of the shirt. A sudden gust of wind came before us with a blurry figure wearing green appearing with it.

"He's got it! Sebastian Sallow catches the golden snitch, Slytherin wins! What a turn of events, ladies and gentlemen."

A roar of cheers and applause come from the Slytherin student section. I hold onto Ominis, "Ominis, he did it!"

A smile came across his face, "I never doubted him for a second." He said softly, almost too softly to actual hear.