Invisible String - A Sebastian Sallow Story

Chapter XXIII (NSFW)

He ran through the room of requirement like a man on a mission. Thankful that Deek was no where in sight, he all but bolted at top speed down the stairs that lead to the second half of her magical room. He wasn't sure why exactly he was in such an urgent need to be near her, to hold her, feel her press into him. Perhaps it was the excitement he felt knowing he could move forward with their joint plans to build a future together. Maybe he truly had missed her company over the past few weeks. Or a combination of everything, but he didn't stop until he found her cuddled up next to the window in a lounge chair with a blanket over top her. In her hands she twiddled her wand, curling and twisting it around her fingers.

"Hey you" she giggled out, looking up at him.

Sebastian held his hand out, begging her to rise to meet him, all while his body felt like it was shaking with electricity. Swinging her legs to the side she allowed him to pull her from laying down to standing in his arms.

He couldn't help the sigh of relief that tumbled past his lips as he wrapped his strong arms wrapped around her much smaller frame. His one hand cradling her head onto his chest while the other pulled her impossibly close by the waist. She breathed in his normal sent that had wrapped itself in a mix of butter-beer and sweat from a day of hard labor. She felt him tip his nose and mouth into her hair, breathing in his own sigh of relief.

"I know I need a shower, but I wanted to see you first" he said, voice muffled by being so close to her.

"There's no rush... we have all the time in the world" she said, pulling him closer as she spoke. He smiled, knowing that she had know clue the weight to which she alluded, as that time was about to rapidly expand in their near future. There was something sitting in the air. Almost heavy, and filled with longing and anticipation. As he gently held her, almost swaying the same way they had Christmas Eve in Feldcroft, the depth of the feeling grew.

Suddenly the room began to shift, a loud sound echoing throughout. Jumping away from her, grabbing his wand he shoved her behind him ready to protect her if need be. Immediately the air was filled with her boisterous laughter.

"It's just the room shifting... let's see what it thinks we Require " she spoke, eyebrows dancing as she giggled, pulling him by the hand to the corner were a small door appeared.

"Does it do that often?" He asked her, still shocked at the magical properties of her room, despite having spent a great deal of his time with her inside its walls.

"Sometimes" she said with a shrug, dramatically flinging the door open. Seeing its contents immediately sent her into another fit of giggles as she leaned into his body to prevent herself from falling over.

He stepped inside, seeing the way the green tiles reflected the candle light in such a soft and calming way. It was almost a recreation of the bathroom in the Slytherin dorms. The golden shower head, incased in glass instead of behind the normal curtain. But the same green tiles and snakelike artwork depicted about.

"I don't know if I should be offended the room thinks I smell that awful, or if I should thank it for not making me track all the way down to the dungeons" he spoke, pulling her through the doorway with him. She looked up at him, longing in her eyes and he didn't even question for a moment before slamming her backwards into the door.

The charged feeling from before coming back to the forefront of his mind as he pressed himself between her legs, pinning her into the back of the door which had only appeared moments ago. She moaned into his mouth at the shock of the contact, her hips coming up to meet his with the same fury.

Pulling his mouth from hers, he reconnected it on the pulse of her neck as she jokingly called out "I suppose that means you don't care if I join you?"