Colors of a Slytherin

Chapter thirteen

As we settled into our seats at the Three Broomsticks, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building inside me. Our friends were all there, gathered around a large round table, their faces alight with joy and laughter.

Natty, Poppy, Garreth, and the rest of our quidditch team were all there, and as we took our seats, I felt the warmth of Sebastian's body on one side of me and the gentle touch of Ominis' hand on the other.

But as we raised our glasses in a toast to our victory on the field, I felt a pang of jealousy and anger rise up in me. Nicole, always the one to stir up trouble, couldn't resist sneaking in a comment.

"What a show you put on there on the field," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I felt my blood boil, but before I could say anything, Sebastian leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I felt a wave of love and affection wash over me, and I knew that he was all I needed.

"I love you," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper.

He blushed at my words, his eyes sparkling with love and affection. "I love you too," he said, his voice soft and tender.

I felt Nicole's disappointment when she heard Sebastian's words, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit satisfied by it.

"So, Natty," I began, "The first round is on you?" with a laugh in my voice.
She looked at me and rolled her eyes, "Very well, fine!"
Everyone cheered.

As we sat there drinking, the rounds of beer kept coming to our table.
The conversation flowed effortlessly between different topics. We discussed the details of the match, analyzing each player's performance and debating the merits of different strategies. We also talked about our experiences in school, swapping stories about our favorite teachers and most memorable classes. And in between all of that, we shared anecdotes about our personal lives, laughing and joking as we enjoyed each other's company.

But I noticed that Ominis was extremely silent, and whispered in his ear, "Are you okay?" with a concerned voice.
"Yes, of course," he said with a low voice.

Clearly, something was bothering him. I took my hand and turned his head so he was facing me and kissed him on the lips. "Better now?" I whispered. "Much better," he said as he leaned in to kiss me on my shoulder.

Everyone around the table looked at us. And as always, Gareth had to say something, "Sooo, are you all together?"

I spit out the butterbeer I was drinking in shock.
Sebastian answered proudly "We are one big happy family."

I kicked him with my foot under the table. "Ouch, why did you do that?" he asked.
"Really? Why? Is that all you think about?" I whispered. "No more alcohol for you, you drunk moron."
"Well, love. Sometimes it's your turn to take care of me" he giggled and kissed my cheek.

"Oh, Merlin," Ominis sighed.

As Poppy came to the rescue and changed the subject of the conversation, both Sebastian and Ominis put their hands on each of my thighs, sending a shock of electricity through my body. I felt weak in the knees, and struggled to catch my breath.

"I'm just going to catch some fresh air," I said, trying to regain my composure. I walked out into the cool night air, feeling the breeze against my skin. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.
I heard the door open behind me. I looked back and saw Sebastian, my heart skipping a beat.

"Hello, my love," he said, his voice low and husky. "I couldn't resist you any longer."

"Oh, you're a drunk mess," I teased him as he tried to stand straight. He stumbled towards me, and I caught him just in time. I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him close to me.