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No Promises in War. (1/?)

Summary:

It is the start of the Second World War, and Sebastian enlisted just to find his role in life. Little does he know that a promise to a comrade would serve as that purpose.

Warnings: Character death, mentions of War and Injuries, rated M to be safe.

Pairings: Sebastian x Ailey (F!MC) with past Ailey X Leander Prewett.

This is the result of a chat session with @subastian-swallows Sebastian WW2 bot. I loved the plot that I decided to write it but I didn't want to use my own MC for this, so hence with @blueraineshadows 's permission, I am using her MC Ailey Rivers for this. Enjoy!

War… War finally reared its ugly head again. 

Sebastian sighed, knowing he hadn’t much of a choice. Where’s he going to go? A boy just shy of twenty-two with no prospects and aimless. At least the army would make him a decent man or so he thought. His uncle served in the first war, warned him against the draft, telling him of how fearful of him to go over the trench, of the sounds of gunshots and bombs echoing in his ears. Those thoughts never left his uncle, as he turned to the bottle to forget. 

Sebastian snorted bitterly. He didn’t care about what his uncle said, he only left behind a letter that he will be enlisting, for his own selfish purpose. 

And now he is here, in the barracks as he is getting ready to be drafted to France. 

He couldn’t sleep, staring at the bedframe of the top bunk, the room cramped with snoring soldiers. It is hard to get comfortable on such thin mattresses, but Sebastian mentally told himself he should enjoy it while he can. Screw it, he can’t close his eyes, not when there is a battle to be won! Sebastian gave a sigh but then… he heard someone shuffling what seems to be paper. His ears got curious as he turned to his side. 

Sebastian saw Leander Prewett sighing, looking at a particular photograph and giving a kiss. Sebastian smirked as he hissed, making Leander turn towards his direction. 

“Oi Prewett! Who you kissing~?”

“Get some sleep, Sallow!” 

The pair argued in hushed whispers as Sebastian got up, attempting to snatch the photo away. Leander tried to fight back, but the photo landed on Sebastian’s hands. Leander groaned as he saw Sebastian smirking, then giving a low whistle.

“Oh my Prewett… who is this?”

Sebastian had only expected a pin up of a model on a postcard but what greeted him was the photograph of a woman. She looked so happy, wearing what seems to be a silk dress and a veil in the curls of her hair. Leander snatched the photo away, looking a bit disgruntled. 

“She’s… she’s my wife. Just newly married before I got drafted.”

“You’re married?”

Sebastian raised an eyebrow at that statement. Leader strikes the entire platoon as the quiet one, unlike those who complained about getting the draft or some that were just patriotic. Leander strikes Sebastian as someone who just had work to do so he can go back home safely. Still, Sebastian felt bored and wanted to poke some more.

“You are a lucky bastard.”

“Oh fuck off and get some sleep,Sallow.”

“C’mon… tell me what’s she like?”

Leander gave a sigh, seeing how Sebastian’s curiosity will be the death of him and he only wanted to get some sleep to face the battle in the morning. Sighing, he decided to indulge Sebastian, describing her as best he could. 

“Her eyes are like the summer sky… bright and clear. Her dark hair just enhanced those eyes even more, but… nothing can top her smile, especially when she looked at me on our wedding day. How am I so lucky to land her… a woman who is so supportive, creative and just so full of life? I just… I count my blessings to call her my wife. Even the mere mention of her name makes me gush… Ailey… that’s her.”

Upon hearing that, Sebastian knew Leander meant every word as he gave the other an awkward pat and smile. 

“You do love her. Now get some sleep… there’s a war on.”

Leander let out a sigh of relief as he laid his head on the flattened pillow, the picture of Ailey pressed hard against his chest.

…

The bombs and the gunshot sounds were too true, Why… Why didn’t Sebastian listen to his Uncle?! If only he could take it back, run away from it all he would… 

If only Sebastian wasn’t trying to push back from further invasion from the Nazis. 

“RETREAT! RETREAT! RETRE-”

Sebastian turned his direction as he saw his commander got shot in the head, falling to the ground unresponsive. The sight scarred him so. Quickly, Sebastian ran back to the direction he came from, holding on to his helmet as he tried to evade further gunshots. 

“FAND JEMANDEN!”

Sebastian heard that sentence as he faced a Nazi soldier, ready to shoot him dead. This is it… he is going to die here, he ran out of bullets and can’t shoot. But somehow… he didn’t expect what was to happen next. Sebastian watched the Nazi soldier clutch his chest, blood sputtering as he fell to the ground. 

“RUN SALLOW!”

Sebastian recovered from his shock when he saw Leander urging him to follow in his direction, further away from the battle. Sebastian can’t recall how the pair managed to reach safety, he could only try to calm himself down and process what just happened. 

At the safety of the makeshift camp, Leander handed Sebastian a cup of water. Sebastian took it in earnest, looking up to Leander. The next words from Leander’s mouth haunted him.

“You owe me Sallow.”

…

“Fuck Prewett!” 

Sebastian continued to press on Leander’s wound, swearing he is crushing on Leander’s intestines at this rate, panting hard. How… How did things go so wrong? They were just supposed to evacuate, they were so nearly there, so near towards the sands of Dunkirk…

Leander, pale and exhausted as he lay dying on the ground, mustered every last bit of his strength when finally held Sebastian’s wrists, trying his best to speak. Sebastian didn’t want to believe it, not when they were so close… 

“Prewett, stay with me! The boats are coming, you will go home to Ailey…” 

“S-save it Sallow…” 

Leander’s breaths became shallow as Sebastian paused, his face in disbelief. He could feel his strength fading, as he tapped on his chest pocket. Sebastian got the message and with trembling hands, reached out to find that same photo of Ailey looking back at him, full of life and joy. Leander managed to slip out his wedding ring and handed it weakly to Sebastian.

“P-protect her… Find her. From… one soldier… to… another… Promise me….Sallow… You… owe me…” 

Sebastian could only nod as Leander’s eyes began to lose their light in life, his breath shaky as Leander breathed his last. Sebastian wiped away any tears he had, looking out as the sandy beaches of Dunkirk greeted him, with tiny boats risking their lives to rescue whatever that was left at the British forces in France. He closed Leander’s eyes, holding his hand one last time, barely able to mutter a sentence before he darted off to join the rest. 

“I promise, Leander. I’ll find her.”

…

“Damn it, just a flesh wound, I have dealt worse!” 

Sebastian yelled at the medic that was wheeling him into a makeshift hospital, holding down as his shoulder got hit by a stray metal pole that barely missed him. Sebastian trashed as he was being wheeled into the patients bay, the medic yelling back. 

“You have cold sweat and are losing more blood! Stay still, soldier!” 

You owe me…Sallow. 

Sebastian felt himself being pinned down as he tried to fight but the medic was right. He didn’t want to address the shaking in his body, the pounding of his heart rate or the blurry vision as a team quickly got to work, trying their best to heal him with whatever limited supplies they had left.

Where did it all go so wrong? From France to Dunkirk to here now… Sebastian is losing focus, not wanting to doze off in the fear of not being able to wake up. Too many battles since then, unable to get a decent night’s sleep from random attacks, all the rush of it became too much. He needed to stay alive, he still owed Leander… He still needed to find her, find his Ailey… his only promise as Sebastian felt his body surrendering, the urge to sleep was too great as his body finally relaxed and took a well deserved rest. 

That sentence. It haunts him, jolts him, urging him to wake up. As quickly as he fell asleep, his body woke him up, air reaching in his gasping lungs and his heart quickened the beat. Sebastian's eyes took in his surroundings, as if feeling he was still in France, his encampment being raided. The shock slowly faded as he registered the crowded room, doctors rushing to anyone that needed help, nurses scuttling about. Sebastian took the time to realize he was a lucky one to be placed in a bed compared to some who were laying on stretchers or just a fabric on the ground, groaning in pain or too shocked to speak.

First time? His mind thought bitterly.

Sebastian now felt that pain seeping into his injured shoulder, resulting in him grunting for a bit. Pressing against the wound with one hand, Sebastian tried to get up, but he saw a pair of feminine hands urging him to lie down.

“Stay still… your stitches are going to tear if you move about.”

Stitches? That isn't so bad, just dress his wound and he will march to the front lines again. Sebastian grunted in protest, wanting to just get back in the front lines until…

His eyes must have been playing tricks on him. That nurse holding him down, urging him to rest … it can’t be.

Now in real life, Sebastian took note of her blue eyes, the dark auburn hair… the freckles on her cheeks. This is… surely it must be. 

“A-are you… Ailey?”

The nurse looked startled, wondering how Sebastian found out her name. She didn't have a name tag on. 

“How did you know?”

“Um…”

“Ailey quickly now, no chit chat when others need our help!” 

The voice of the other nurse made Ailey snap out of it and not wanting to address the awkward question. Sebastian was also too stunned as Ailey quickly replaced the old to new bandages on his shoulder wound, scuttling away as quickly as she came, rushing to aid another patient. 

Sebastian blinked, confused for a moment before he looked at his shirt that was ripped, placed in the chair next to him. With the limited mobility and the sharp pain where the stitches are holding together, he fumbled about towards the chest pocket, noting the ring and the photograph was still intact. He glanced at the photo again, then looked back at Ailey’s direction. 

It is the same person, he was sure of it. The only difference was that the light in her eyes was dimmed, her lips didn’t hold a smile anymore from being tired and bogged down. Sebastian sighed as he lay back, the wound clawing at his nerves to remind him to rest. He felt the urge to sleep again but at least he could tell Leander from up above he found her.

…

For the next month, Sebastian has been looking eagerly for Ailey. He asked around the hospital staff, most of them not really bothering with his questions as there was too many injured, or some saying they will let her know, but so far, no luck.

Maybe Sebastian creeped her out and she was avoiding him, oh no. He dreaded the thought, he didn't mean to. And now with all the enquiries he must have seemed like a pest. Oh dear. But that would need to be put aside as the doctor looked over his wound.

“All set, soldier. You can head to the barracks now.”

Phew, he thought. He could now move his left arm again with no stitches or needed morphine. Sebastian nodded as he got out of his hospital bed and dressed up in his uniform, ready to report back to duty. But first he had something to ask, which led him to go to the receptionist, looking overworked and annoyed. Sebastian led out a sigh.

“Hello… um… I'm looking for someone.”

“Well you aren't the only one. Got a name?”

“It is a nurse… her name is Ailey?”

“There are multiple Aileys and there are so many nurses that come and go. Be more specific, I need a surname.”

“T-Try Ailey Rivers or… Ailey Prewett.”

The receptionist put out her cigarette as she scowled, looking through the enormous files. The tapping of her fingernails as she scanned through her thick glasses with tired eyes made Sebastian anxious. It was too slow, too unbothered for the soldier who is too used on being high alert, solving things as fast as he can. He can feel the need to just want to jump over the desk and search for Ailey himself, nothing is being done… 

“Here.” 

She found her? Sebastian’s brain only thought of that, his pulse racing as the receptionist pointed at a name, with a picture next to it. It is her. 

It didn’t take him long.

“Ailey Prewett, her shift just ended five minutes ago.”

It as all he needed when he dashed out, heading towards the exit without even thanking the receptionist. Sebastian ran, looking out into the busy London streets of passing cars and pedestrians as his eyes frantically looked out for her. 

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After much bullying from @cuffmeinblack and @ellivenollivander, I have written this as an atonement and maybe indulging too much of the Weeknd.

Title: She's my High

Pairing : Garreth Weasley x Female MC, with some Sebastian Sallow X Female MC

Rating : M for Sex and cussing.

Summary: "She's a firecracker, get too close and you'll burn"

She was a firecracker the moment she entered the Great Hall.

Get close if you don't mind the scalding.

Heh.

I knew there was more to her than just some fascination that came with being a new student. That mischievous glint that echoes in her eyes, that little smirk. That look that was always up to no good, always in love with a little chaos. I am more than happy to entertain her needs if she asks that of me. She must have known that when I asked her to steal something for me. No one is going to miss a Fwooper feather, let alone from Professor Sharp. Risky, yes? Oh she took that opportunity, that little giggle at the end of the class is all I need. Oh darling I'll amp up the stakes. Steal from a shop, through a passageway that was never used since Merlin knows when. She just loves a challenge.

And I love it when she arrives with the prize, mocking me by saying “Too easy.”

Since then I got into all sorts of troubles with her. Testing the patience of my aunt, not caring about decency or manners as we pushed each other to the limits. Breaking curfew, sneak into the Restricted section for a potion recipe… I'm hooked on her adrenaline, my personal drug.

A flutter from her eyelashes tingles my nerves, that perfume lingering on my robes always makes my head spin… those lips that resemble the tips of a plump rose got my insides lurching.

Like every drug that makes one get addicted, I needed a stronger hit. After sneaking out to the Forbidden Forest one night, my hunger for a stronger high over took me as I shoved her into a tree, kissing her lips furiously. She pushed me away, her face written in anger and shock. I didn't care as I got a taste of something… more. But then her face contorted to a smile, unbuttoning the top collar of her blouse as she grabbed my shirt into another fevered kiss.

Since then I just knew I couldn't be satisfied with just a kiss. Creative are the two of us. Fucking each other’s brains out in empty classrooms, broom closets or even the plain outdoors if we can. I didn't care. I liked my high that only she can give. I am always haunted by her eyes then I keep thinking about her supple breasts that were just right to hold, to her arse where I always leave my mark. I still loved her lips, both of them. They always were sopping wet for me and flush red for me.

Or so I thought.

I was supposed to meet her when I saw her teasing Sebastian. I quickly hid in the corner, as I see that Slytherin boy needing his high as well, curiosity as I leaned into their conversation.

“You know I want more.”

“I know, Sebastian… but it's only fun and games.”

Fuck.

Was she doing the same with me? I watched as the pair kissed each other goodbye, waiting for Sebastian to scuttle off to wherever when I approached her.

“It's all fun and games?!”

“Of course. I love challenges. Simple as that. Isn't that the case with you as well?”

That minx. I furiously kissed her, I could still taste Sebastian on those lips that turned into a taunting smirk. I could care less as I quickly shoved her in the nearest broom closet. I wanted to know as I fumbled about her skirts, leaning my fingers inside.

She bloomed for Sebastian, just as much as she bloomed for me. Oh that whore. Fine, give me my high then. Let me suck on that neck, anchor those thighs on my hips. Those fingernails makes my back her canvas, those lips that were slick and welcomed all of me inside her. I groaned into her neck, biting to leave my mark. She is supposed to be MINE. MINES ALONE, DID YOU HEAR ME…

I climaxed inside, finally getting my high again. But then I heard her laugh a mocking tone, causing me to get away from her.

Fuck.

That is when something kicked in as she cleaned up, pretending nothing happened despite that post coitus glow she had. In the haze, I could only barely let a mutter out of my dried and heated mouth.

“I want more.”

“You sound like Sebastian. Don't be paranoid. I liked the game we played, don't ruin the fun.”

Fun eh? I watched her slip away like she always did, as I slumped into the floor of the dusty broom closet, running my hands against my face then into my hair, screaming into my knees.

I knew I got burned badly, always going to chase the next high that only she can give me. But with any type of drug, that euphoric feeling is only temporary, leaving you empty and wanting more. I always thought I had it under control.

Honestly, I have been played into her fire. Perhaps my next challenge is to find more, behind that explosive sparks that lures me in. Will I get hurt? Of course, but she always pushed my limits. Let's see how far I can push hers.

#hogwarts legacy fanfiction #hogwarts legacy #garreth weasley #hogwarts legacy garreth #garreth weasley x mc #garreth weasley fanfiction #sebastian sallow

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Sins of Our Parents (7/?)

Summary:

The year is 1920 where rules are starting to change and a new generation of students have taken over Hogwarts from their parents that came before.

Meet Arielle Sallow, the youngest daughter of Sebastian Sallow and Aurelia Gray (F!MC) and Henry Weasley, the youngest son of Garreth Weasley who is now the Potions Professor at Hogwarts. Forming an unlikely friendship, their world turned upside down when Arielle's parents come on board to teach at Hogwarts on their 6th year. An uneasy tension follows that prompts Arielle and Henry to find out what happened during their parent's time at Hogwarts.

Will the truth be darker than expected? If so, will their friendship survive?

(Sequel to Drag me to Despair, read here)

Warnings: None for now, but may change.

Pairings: Sebastian x Aurelia (F!MC) with past Aurelia X Garreth Weasley, with OC X OC as the story progresses.

Everyone talked about that incident for a while. The fact two professors at Hogwarts almost fought about it caused a scandal, resulting in curious students and raised eyebrows from the Hogwarts staff. Worse, Arielle and Henry found themselves at the subject of scrutiny from their fellow peers. They had not a clue on what to tell them, all they could do was to brush it off and play dumb. 

Lucky for them, gossip dies fast and students are now too busy to care. The summer heat gave way for falling leaves and chilly winds, and the school resumed as normal. Even among the professors they had been civil, no arguments had happened since then. 

Arielle felt grateful for that, just relishing in the peace and silence for once. The bullying stopped somewhat, but so far her fellow Slytherins enjoyed Sebastian and Aurelia’s presence of representing their school house, and since then, the teasing died down a lot. Even Sullivan noted how his Quidditch team mates talked about their parents in awe. And the best part was no one had talked about the incident since. 

But she couldn’t help thinking about it.

What caused that comment from Henry’s father? Surely it wasn’t a random thought or something said in the spur of the moment. What exactly happened? 

All this caused her head to spin, resulting in her leaning against the bookcase in the library on that breezy late afternoon, exhausted from her earlier classes and now that incident. She should let it go. 

“Miss Sallow!” Arielle jolted herself awake, the shock scared any fatigue left behind in her body. Quickly composing herself, Arielle turned to face Ms.Scribner, the school’s librarian. She had an annoyed look on her face that had aged from stress and being over concerned for the students and the rules while holding plenty of misplaced books that needed to be sorted out. Arielle leaning over a bookcase that could topple merely added to her stress. 

“Madam Scribner! I’m sorry, just exhausted.”

“Oh Miss Sallow. Be careful next time. You really are just like your parents…” 

“My parents?” 

The comment from Scriber perked up Arielle’s ears, her eyes now wide open as she got curious. Of course… Madam Scribner was the head librarian when her parents were still in school! She surely would know a thing or two about what happened! Arielle had to pry for more but she didn’t have to. Scribner was willing to talk. 

“Well… your father caused such a headache during his schooling years. Don't you dare cause me a headache in my year before retirement."

"I won't, Madam Scribner… just… What do you mean about my father?” 

“He always found himself in the restricted section past curfew! Never knew what he was up to, why even one day he said he came alone when Peeves told me that there was someone else! Never knew who that was…” Arielle had a sinking feeling on who her father was covering for. But for now it was merely guessing games as she let Madame Scribner drabble on about her parents. It was just yapping about how her mother and father got the preferred treatment, able to dodge their way out of trouble. Until Arielle’s poor ears had enough. 

“Are you quite done, Madam Scribner? You know, if you have such grievances about my parents, they are here and I can bring them to you as opposed to you having to complain bitterly to their daughter.” 

At that statement, Madam Scribner clutched the book she was holding on tightly, huffing in frustration as she stomped with her heel. Arielle rolled her eyes as she massaged her temples, going down the stairs to head out. The place felt stuffy, almost like it was choking her and maybe the stress had started to creep in. 

Until that is, on her way out when she passed by the Restricted section. 

Arielle took a pause in her steps, swearing she saw little orbs of light directing her to go forth past the wrought iron gates. She blinked, hoping that she wasn’t seeing a mirage or an illusion but it was true, those orbs were still there… 

“Arielle?” 

Her head snapped at the direction of who was calling to her. She relaxed a little, giving Leo Prewett a smile. 

“Oh… Hello Leo. What’s the matter?”

Arielle composed herself quickly, but she did note that Leo looked concerned for a moment. The air between the two is awkward, for Leo always squared up to her brother Sullivan during any Quidditch match or even a mere practice round with the Slytherins. Arielle didn’t think of Leo in the most flattering manner with how he behaved, but he caused no trouble for her so she didn’t think of him any less. He still deserved some respect. 

But Arielle noticed the air between her and Leo was strange. He seemed shy, bashful when she usually knew him for being cocky, making bold statements. What a contrast from how he always was, as Arielle began to raise an eyebrow and Leo started to get anxious. She is starting to get annoyed as she wants to make a move, but Leo finally got his act together. 

“Um… Would you… like to go to Hogsmeade together?” 

“W-what?” 

Arielle couldn’t believe the words that came out of his mouth. Hogsmeade? Together? Arielle processed his words slowly, and Leo started to look like he was going to hide from shame as he tried to cover what he just said. 

“It’s all right if… you aren’t…” 

“No Leo, it’s just… you always taunt my brother during Quidditch that I thought you didn’t like me either…” 

“Oh, it’s just… banter, you see…” 

“Well um… it would be amusing if I told Sullivan what just happened.” “Oh… please don’t!” Arielle couldn’t help but to chuckle when she saw how panicked Leo got when the mere mention of her brother’s name. She merely waved her hand, indicating she is just joking. 

“I’m just fooling around with you… He won’t hear a peep from me. But… let me just think about this, okay?” “Of…of course…” 

Arielle gave a polite smile as she made her move, leaving Leo dumbfounded. Does that mean that Arielle wanted to go out with him or was she just politely rejecting him? He had a lot of questions, but Arielle was already out of sight, something dancing in her mind. 

She needed to find Sullivan, immediately. 

…

“Remind me how you talked me into doing this?!” 

Arielle rolled her eyes at her twin brother, Sullivan as they found themselves past curfew, in the library with a disillusionment charm on the both of them. Arielle managed to sneak into the doors and hid behind one of the bookcases as she whispered angrily towards Sullivan, desperately keeping an eye out on Madam Scribner even if the librarian’s movements were frail and slow.

“It’s about our… abilities, Sully! Look… I just want to know if my eyes are playing tricks on me earlier, and… you have my back! Keep moving… we are almost there…” The pair of them moved quietly as they finally reached the gates of the restricted section. Arielle kept seeing the glowing orbs, shoving Sullivan and pointed to the gates. 

“Did you see it? Those glowing orbs?” 

“I did…” 

The twins looked at each other for a bit, Arielle nodded as she whispered the Alohomora incantation on the lock, the gates opened slightly. Arielle and Sullivan quickly made their way in, trying to keep quiet as they made their way down the stairs and past the bookshelves. Those glowy blue orbs guided them further and further down, till what seemed like a storage room. “Where is this taking us…” Arielle whispered, hoping Peeves didn’t catch them in the act. All they did was just follow the orbs, still cloaked by the disillusionment charm as the twins headed in, finding themselves in a spiral staircase and heading downwards, until the orbs of magic hit right next to an archway. Arielle and Sullivan looked at each other, cloaking spells removed as they hit that magical spot, waves of powerful magic overwhelmed them. Quickly, the twins took out their wands and gave a swish, resulting in the both of them falling to the round, breathing heavily. The two of them looked at each other before noticing the archway, now glowing.

Neither of them were prepared to find the archway showing what seemed to be a portal to another room, an open book floating right in the middle.

Arielle and Sullivan looked at each other, as if trying to confirm that they are seeing the same thing. Both of them got up and walked slowly, going through the archway and reaching for the book. Neither of them dared to touch it.

"Is it cursed?" 

"If it was, it would have done so after we saw the archway, Sully."

"Merlin help us... this better be good, Arielle." 

Sullivan rolled his eyes and reached for the floating book. Upon having his touch, the book bounced a little and closed itself, landing it on Sullivan's hands. A few loose pages fell into the floor, leading for Arielle to pick them and scan its contents. 

"It's just...symbols..."

"I never saw these... Arielle, we need to bring this to mother."

"You're right... she would know... I should have told her about this..."

"And your first thought is to drag me into this? Geez, Arielle, I know you are impulsive sometimes but this is going too far! Being dragged out into the night, into this?! We don't even know what this magic can entail or worse, lose our life!” 

“Fine, fine Sully… let’s just take the book and get out of here… let’s go to Mother in the morning…” 

The twins scuttled about as Sullivan stashed the book and loose pages into his robes, heading for the exit while still cloaked in a disillusionment charm. As they got up the stairs, the twins thought they were out of the clear, finally able to go back to the dungeons and into their dorms, no one suspects a thing. 

Or so they thought, when they saw Henry Weasley taking a few books from the shelves of the Restricted section. Arielle gasped for a moment, wondering what could he be doing here at a time like this while Sullivan placed a hand over her mouth, urging his twin sister to keep quiet when a pair of footsteps could be heard.

“Henry? Did you find the books I was looking for?”

“Still searching, father!”

The twins gulped, not knowing what to do now. They are in trouble now that Professor Weasley and Madam Scribner are outside. Sullivan muttered angrily, not wanting to risk another detention. But Arielle knew how to calm her brother down, giving him a glare as she quietly went off behind a curtain and waited. 

Henry, merely minding his own business and wanting to finish his tasks so he could get some sleep, didn't expect to be pulled into a curtain and to see Arielle reveal herself.

“Arielle?! What are you-”

“Shhhh…”

Arielle checked for a moment to see if anyone was approaching, leading to Henry staying very still. He is still recovering from the shock when Arielle began to talk in hushed whispers. 

“Henry… please… I need your help.” 

“Help? Arielle what on…” 

“Please… I will explain in due time but you need to trust me. Sullivan and I…” 

“Oh  Merlin, your twin brother is here too?!” 

Arielle sighed as Henry’s face contorted in shock and worry, desperately trying to find a solution to her current predicament. “Henry… please… just distract your father and Madam Scribner for a bit. I will explain in due time.” Henry sighed. He couldn’t say no, not to her. She must have her reasons that she will explain, in due time. Nervously, he bit his lip and nodded, grabbing a book from the restricted section that had nothing to do with what he was looking for, playing dumb as he went up to Madam Scribner and his father. “Father? Is this what you were talking about earlier?” Upon hearing Henry’s voice, Arielle and Sullivan casted their disillusionment charms again and dashed past the gates, hurriedly making their way out. Arielle looked back, shocked to see Henry getting berated by his father and Madame Scribner for him not understanding. The words Madame Scribner wasn’t kind, but Arielle couldn’t think on how to stop it, not when Sullivan pulled her arm as the pair of twins ran back into the common room. 

The twinkling of light that dashed out of the library doors flickered into Henry’s eyes made him relieved, going back to search again. Hopefully, she will explain.  

…

Since that day in the library, Arielle took the time to study all she could about the book. It became borderlining obsessive, all she could think about. Even when she brought it to her mother, Arielle was surprised that her mother didn’t have a lot of input. 

“What do you mean you aren’t sure on what the book can do, Mother?” 

Aurelia sighed as her ever inquisitive daughter grilled her with more questions. She isn’t pleased that her daughter took the risk to discover things without her permission when she planned for the twins to at least discover the hidden map chamber with her guidance. But her twins had taken a step further which led them asking her about the book on her desk in her office. Arielle looked at her with disbelief and Sullivan is now more annoyed than ever. 

‘They are my children after all… they got their brash and boldness from their father and me.’ 

“From what I know, Arielle, the book has only one function. I will show it to you in due time, but for now, you have a class to attend, both of you.” 

Arielle knew that her mother meant business but she wanted more answers. She was about to open her mouth and approached Aurelia for more questions but Sullivan, already fed up with the nonsense he got roped into, got up from his chair and held his sister’s arm in retaliation. Arielle was ready to fight but that one glare from her twin made her pause, sighing in defeat. 

“All right mother… but I want answers.” 

“I know you do, Arielle. I will explain it in due time, I promise. But get to class. Now.” Arielle and Sullivan scuttled about as they left the book on their mother’s desk. There will be another time to solve that mystery, as the twins quickly went to History of Magic. Arielle took a seat next to Quinn Clopton at the front and Sullivan hurriedly sat down next to Suri, taking out their books as they prepared themselves for the dull lesson ahead. Professor Binn had always been dull when it comes to teaching, droning on and on.

Little did Arielle knew, two particular red haired Gryffindor boys had been looking at her direction.

“She’s late…” 

“Could it be like you and your father, Henry? You were always late in our fourth year.” 

“I guess Leo…” 

Henry didn’t want to egg on the conversation as he went to his notes, pretending to be interested in it all of a sudden. Something about a Goblin rebellion, or about the witches standing trial… When none of it grabbed Henry’ attention, only then he dared to lift his head at Quinn’s and Arielle’s direction. 

They stood out, like night and day Henry mused. He had noticed Arielle’s fingers tapping on the pages of her textbook which made him fascinated, his eyeline following her finger as she wiped something off the corner of her lips. Those lips… when did they look plump and pink, full of life? Henry couldn’t help but to look curious. What was happening? When would Arielle tell him about what is going on? Was he… 

“Oh Henry… I think you like Quinn at this rate~” 

Henry snapped out of his view as he gave a shove to Leo the minute the mocking sing song voice came out, pretending to be interested in his textbook again. If only this class could end faster.

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I love it when...

Written for the Garreth Groupies Valentine's Day event, with a focus on Poetry. Warning: Contains sexual themes, In Garreth's POV

I love it when the lashes flutter, For the sight of you breathing in life takes my heart. The sheets would need cleaning and the room envelops in our musk, As my fingers caress your heated petals. I love it when your neck flushes red like my hair, The circumference fits the length of my palm, Go on, try and sing my little sweet thing, Know that your life is in my hands while you contort in agony. I love it when we spend every waking hour, Indecent in public and shameless in private. Pollute my mind with that lip bite, Let those fingertips make my back their canvas. I love it when we are satisfied, But then the quarrels start. Your tongue is a vicious thing, Both when lying down or standing in front of each other. I love it when I am alone, Allowing me to think without your nagging, I am not at fault, you are! Is what I want to say when I keep silent. I love it when we sit together in silence. Lately we only rip each other. But tonight I couldn’t take it, I could care less about your screams as I slammed. I love it when time passed by, When I had time to look back. What were we even fighting about? Why are we so petty and distrustful? I love it when we met by accident, As if nothing happened. How long has it been? Were you counting? I didn’t, it is all a blur. I love it when you add two sugars to your coffee. I knew you had a sweet tooth. But it is different now. You were with someone else now.  I love it when we aired out what happened. You had expectations and I had reality. We did want to make it work, But lust and selfish youth took over. I love it when you leave, Leading me alone again. We were in love, But we aren’t meant to be.

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An illustration to go along with @hannahlikeso741 's Christmas themed Garreth fic for the discord collaboration ❤️🎄🦁

Go and give it a read!

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Breathe, I’m here. (A Garreth X reader fic for Weasley Wednesday XMAS Collab)

As I post this, it is already midnight on a Wednesday. So it counts. Fanart by @pandanscart here: https://www.tumblr.com/pandanscart/737222461187358720/an-illustration-to-go-along-with-hannahlikeso741?source=share

Summary:

Away from the holidays, You missed Garreth's presence. Luckily, his gift would remedy that.

Warnings: Mentions of Virginity loss.

December came around Hogwarts like a welcomed breath of fresh air. 4 months of slogging around books, quills that need the nibs sharpen from all the times being dragged alongside parchment, or the rush of going to another class finally came to a halt. Now students are packing up, just wanting to take a break before the next spring term. 

You too, had been busy as well. During your fifth year it was all a bit much, with the threat of Ranrok and being trusted into the magical world all of a sudden, you wondered how you even managed to keep up with your studies. Lucky for you, your OWLs were decent enough to continue to sixth year, where you took it easy. 

As of right now, the train was going to depart this afternoon as you packed up in your dorm room first thing in the morning. You can't wait to get back home, take a break from school, looking forward to Christmas morning opening presents and stuffing yourself with home cooked food. But as you put the last of your clothes away, a twang of sadness hits you. Sighing as you locked your suitcase, you lay down on your bed, hugging a pillow. It would be a long holiday without Garreth Weasley. 

You had no idea that he fancied you, in fact he had been nervous to tell you about his feelings as Sebastian and Amit had been dragging you to their adventures, wondering where he fits in. Before the end of your fifth year, he took whatever courage he had left in him to ask if you would ever look his way before you boarded the Hogwarts express, returning home for the summer holidays.

You felt confused at first, unsure what to do as it was your first time that anyone had confessed to you about their feelings, nor did you realize you had that magnetic effect on people. He even explained his resentment towards your friends, especially with Sebastian. But you never saw Sebastian other than friends, in fact it was a strange sibling-like relationship. You know you were merely a substitute to his sickly twin sister, but you didn't mind. Calmly, you explained the state of your relationship with Sebastian and Amit to Garreth, stating you only saw them as friends. 

"So... would you still...?"

"I... I am not so sure, Garreth..."

"Please... just give me a chance. That is all I will ask." 

"..."

You agreed. Garreth was thrilled, he kissed your hands as he said he wanted to prove it to you. As you returned home, the letters from him over the summer made you giddy with excitement. Your first love, the type that everyone tells you that you only experience once, and you relished in it. You hated to admit it, but on those summer nights, you wished he was there with you, right next to your bed. You wrote back to him that you have begun to miss his presence, as the summer holiday began to seem so long without him by your side. How is it that you didn't pay attention to his sense of humor, the cheekiness of his smile, or the puppy dog eyes of green that always looked your way? You now wished you had the chance to run your fingers in his messy red locks, or to kiss every freckle that decorated his cheeks. 

When the two of you finally met again at the platform heading to Hogwarts, you couldn't let him go so easily. A fresh start to your sixth year at last, with a lover in tow. 

Then the tapping of your window jolted your nerves, getting up from your bed, pillow tossed aside as you saw a brown owl with a sealed letter and a strange package wrapped in brown paper addressed to you. Opening the window and grabbing the letter and package, you watched the owl fly away as you closed the window, opening the letter immediately. 

Hello dearest, 

I wish we can say goodbye at the Hogsmeade station before we begin the holidays, but Aunt Matilda has other plans. I am so sorry my dearest about this, I wanted to kiss you goodbye before we leave. But I am a man of my word, enclosed with this letter is your Christmas gift from me. There is a reason why I wanted to give it to you early, because from what you told me over the summer, I want to comfort you the best I can. Enjoy it, and when you miss me, spray it all over your pillow and hug it real tight, oh but do it alone in a locked room, you will see why. I worked hard on this, it took me about two weeks but I think the results are worth it.

Your one and only, 

Garreth Weasley. 

Well that is a bummer. You were hoping for that goodbye kiss at least. Nevertheless, you placed that package and his letter into your suitcase, getting ready to head to Hogsmeade station. 

...

"Good night my dear." 

"Good night."

As the door closed, you looked out, snow falling into your window. It was so cold, so chilly that you could feel it biting into your bones. Winter this time had been cruel, the snow is thicker this time. But before you went to sleep, you went to your suitcase, finding that package of brown paper that you had been eager to open since receiving it this morning. 

Upon tearing away at the flimsy paper, a box of red velvet greeted you as you set it on the side table, the candle flickering to reveal it was locked securely with a silver coloured lock. Nothing like an Alohomora can't solve, as you whispered the incantation and waved your wand. 

The box opened itself to reveal a glass bottle, decorated elaborately and with an atomizer. Perfume... Garreth gifted you perfume? That is odd... but you recalled what he said in his letter... 

When you miss me, spray it all over your pillow and hug it real tight...

And that is what you did, taking your spare pillow and giving a couple of spritzes, letting the little droplets settle in before placing the perfume back in it's box and into the drawer of your bedside table. You got cozy, going underneath your blankets and then, you grabbed that pillow, hugged it tight and took a sniff...

Oh... 

Oh my. 

Your nose took you on a trip, recalling all of the memories the both of you created together. The perfume was expertly crafted, smooth but the bold notes hit you hard as you felt like you were reliving your memories with Garreth all over again as you closed your eyes, but this time it was all at once. It was warm, clean and cheerful, a sharp contrast to the bitter cold winter outside. 

You took in another breath, inhaling it till it hits your lungs, really focusing on the scent trail that Garreth took the time to compose. At first, you noted the bergamot and cinnamon, but an odd cardamom and ginger danced along with it. It oddly smells like the herbs of the Potion's classroom, where he first greeted you and tried to get you to steal a Fwooper feather for him. It was playful, an introduction of what was to come. 

Then, the opening notes that quickly went away gave into a beautiful floral bouquet composed of the white floral notes of jasmine, the bright and earthy scent of ylang-ylang, the herbal smell of angelica, the woody yet powdery notes of the iris flower and the crisp freshness of geranium... but they are only there to support the very bold and romantic rose, as it began to act like a blooming flower to your nostrils. It took you back to when he first took you out for a date in Hogsmeade, where he greeted you with the most eccentric bouquet, colourful and odd. But you remembered that date more, where he got cream on his face after messily eating a cream puff. 

But the floral notes slowly gave way to a sensual, hazy base, the end of the perfume. It was dream-like, the smoky incense, the woody sandalwood, the earthy vetiver, the creamy vanilla, spicy patchouli with rich tonka beans that became players to the skin scent of musk. You only knew where you smelled this, on the night you gave Garreth your virginity. Your head spins when the two of you snuck into an unused bedroom, apparently he found a map when he got detention that led him here. The two of you only want a private place to kiss, but it leads to something more. He asked if you were ready and you nodded, you wanted more from him right there and then. You remembered that moment like a fever dream, lying down on linen sheets as his hands ghosted your bare skin, his tongue setting your nerves into a high, the way he filled you up just right. Oh to surrender yourself completely to him, set your entire being into a fire that stirred inside of you, for you swore you felt his fingers on your skin, as if he is right there with you now... to soothe how much you missed him.

"All right now, my dear?"

You swore you heard his voice in your ears. You kept your eyes shut as your voice whispered back as sleep crept to your head at last.

"Never better."

*Perfume mentioned is Amouage's Lyric Woman.

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Your nose was so buried that I had to pull you out twice.

Nerin's holy grail Omi and Seb perfumes

AKA What happened to complete perfume amateur Nerin after spending 12 crazy hours perfume shopping and talking shit with @hannahlikeso741, and subsequently being confronted by @ethereal-silhouette's 500+ perfume collection (both of whom enabled me and thus the HL community has three perfume posts in one day 🙈)

Ominis Gaunt

Henry Jacques - Ambre Cuir

THIS, omg is COMPLETE OMI GAUNT HEROIN. Produced by the retail collection of an extremely niche perfume house that prior to 2014 exclusively sold bespoke perfumes for private high-end clientele, and only has 10 boutiques in the world. Wait till you google the price for a miserable 15ml crystal flacon, which is now the most formidable barrier between my poverty and my love for Omi Gaunt.

A very lush, opulent and yet comforting fragrance that slowly draws you into an intimate setting, perhaps a Georgian drawing room with a Bösendorfer grand piano (huh huh)? Truly "gentlemanly" in terms of "gentle" and "man", the result of the opening floral notes (lavender and geranium) which later progress to the final deep-hearted amber. Doesn't have the artificial scent which I feel most perfumes have - this is pure perfume oil, and genuinely feels like it naturally emanates from his skin. Amazingly, a single drop still has the staying power on the test strip even though it is coming to two weeks since I tested it!

dark!Ominis vs dark!Sebastian

Kilian Paris - Black Phantom // Kilian Paris - Dark Lord

A niche perfume company founded by the scion of the Hennessy family (yes, that cognac brand you had at your recent year-end party). Due to its heritage, smokes, cellars and liquor aromas are signature "nose prints" of this brand.

In my mind, I see these two perfumes as an indivisible pair and in my even more delulu mind, recalls the dinner scene in The Day of Wrath. Both are dark tobacco-ish fragrances, but Black Phantom has a distinctively more gourmand slant to it with strong notes of rum, caramel and almond - a cultured and refined aristocrat dressed in an evening suit gently hitting the brandy snifter with an appetiser fork, indicating that the amuse-bouche course has commenced.

On the other hand, Dark Lord is unapologetically leathery, rough and (ostensibly due to the vetiver) dirt-like. It almost feels like a non-perfume; the quintessential essence of Seb on the run. The clash between the gastronomic arts of human creation and imagination, and the skin of animals with the soil of the earth was a real olfactory delight, and thoroughly reminded me why I simply adore the Gaunt vs Sallow dynamics.

Ethereal's take here // Hannah's take here

Pics from @phinik-nonw and @dvinaamesca

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Another gorgeous perfume headcanon!

Perfume HC for Our Favorite Slytherin Boys

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What perfumes do the HL boys wear, by a complete perfume lover who is not an expert.

Hello there. I have been inactive for too long. Ever since my label as a scent witch by @pandanscafanfiction and being bullied by @tennoujinerin to post this, here it is. What perfumes I think the HL boys would wear:

I know I have done this before but after some revision and seeing how each character has been developed, lo and behold my new choices.

Sebastian Sallow:

Ah, the one who stole our hearts at first when we played the game. I chose Cedarwood as his main scent note for it's association with healing and death. Sebastian is an all rounder, not the type to have multiple bottles, one scent will do the job. Burberry's Hero, YSL's La Nuit De La Homme and Margiela Replica's Whispers in the Library (I chose this on purpose) have Cedarwood as it's note

Ominis Gaunt:

Ominis is upper class but it doesn't strike me as someone who wants to shout his status. It is a kind of scent that is subtle but you know it comes from the upper class. For that I chose Leather fragrances as it usually wears slowly on the skin, but on the right person it comes across as a quiet strong person. Gucci's Guilty Absolute, Dior's Fahrenheit and Margiela Replica's Jazz club are a great reflection of this.

Garreth Weasley:

As a potioneer who relies on his nose a lot, Garreth wouldn't see the point of wearing perfume. At best he would just need something that smells clean and fresh, but I added some citrusy notes for his fun loving nature. For that Chanel's Allure Homme Sport and Dior Homme Cologne would do the trick. To get is attention, choose a scent that sits close to the skin in an almost intimate level that would turn his head, such as Margiela Replica's Lazy Sunday Morning.

Leander Prewett:

For Leander I actually went for "Annoying" fragrances at first but seeing how he has been developed into the fandom, I rearranged for scents that are fresh with a twist. I wanted something that comes across as a people pleaser but there is the note that you can't put your nose to it (It's Rosemary) that makes you take a second sniff. For that, Armani's Aqua Di Gio Porfumo, Bvlgari's Aqva pour Homme and Issey Miyake's Fusion d'Issey are my picks.

Amit Thakkar:

I really wanted to pay homage to India for Amit, as India is the land where scents are used quite frequently in daily life. I chose a sandalwood perfume (Diptyque's Tam Dao) for it's usage in the worship of the Hindu Gods and Goddess, Cardamom (D&G The One) for it's usage in food and Saffron ( Penhaligon's Babylon) for the colour worn by Hindu Priests ( it symbolic of Sunsets/Sunrise and healing, apparently).

Andrew Larson:

I am amazed at the headcanons for Andrew but I digress he doesn't smell like herbs. Instead I chose Juniper Berries! Is this an odd choice? Of course, but considering it's freshness yet spicy notes with medicinal properties (not to mention it being found in most parts of the globe) it is a timeless scent. I tried my best to find scents that are light, something not too strong as it will need to sit close to the skin. Take a peek with Blvgari's Glacial Essence, Gucci's Guilty Cologne Pour Homme and Penhaligon's Juniper Sling.

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Sins of Our Parents (6/?)

Summary:

The year is 1920 where rules are starting to change and a new generation of students have taken over Hogwarts from their parents that came before.

Meet Arielle Sallow, the youngest daughter of Sebastian Sallow and Aurelia Gray (F!MC) and Henry Weasley, the youngest son of Garreth Weasley who is now the Potions Professor at Hogwarts. Forming an unlikely friendship, their world turned upside down when Arielle's parents come on board to teach at Hogwarts on their 6th year. An uneasy tension follows that prompts Arielle and Henry to find out what happened during their parent's time at Hogwarts.

Will the truth be darker than expected? If so, will their friendship survive?

(Sequel to Drag me to Despair, read here)

Warnings: None for now, but may change.

Pairings: Sebastian x Aurelia (F!MC) with past Aurelia X Garreth Weasley, with OC X OC as the story progresses.

The morning greeted Arielle like a jolt, resulting in her waking up rather hurriedly. She rubbed her eyes, peering through the clock to make out the time. It was only half past six in the morning, resulting in her sighing. She knew she couldn’t go back to sleep, and breakfast was going to begin anyway. She tossed the blankets aside, stretching for a bit before heading to the wash basin to cleanse her face.

She hadn’t been able to process the incidents that happened yesterday. How did a mere burst of magic that harmed Henry made her find out about a secret about her mother? Why is Professor Garreth so resentful and angry, if not just towards her, but her father? Arielle is certain that there was no wrongdoings. 

At least, not to her knowledge. 

Those pesky questions started to eat at her thoughts as she let the cold water splash on her face, resulting in her looking at the mirror for a bit. She looked sleep deprived, with some slight discolouration under her eyes, the hint of rosy colour in her cheeks disappeared. This was bothering Arielle way more than it should. 

Calm down, focus… she thought as she took a deep sigh, trying to recall the events of yesterday. 

It started off with Henry fainting from impact because of her non verbal use of Depulso. He landed in the hospital wing, which resulted in Professor Weasley coming in, ready to scream at her. Her father came into her defence, and her mother sought to soothe the situation where she later discovered she might be able to wield ancient magic. Oh and mother is a Muggle-born who is a daughter from a Duke, making her related to the royal Muggle family.

That is just too much for Arielle to process, but now after some sleep the events hit her like a brick. She grabbed a face towel and dried off the freezing water off her skin, shocking her nerves awake. 

Today is another day, she thought. She will get dressed, get her books for today’s class, and carry on. Her body navigated itself, knowing the morning routine so well. In a haze, the view in the mirror was now of a neat school girl though her hair was a mess. Arielle sighed as she took a hairbrush and combed out the knots, wondering what king of style she should do for the day. She usually did her hair in a braid, but she wondered if she should try a bun this time. She is sixteen now, an adult to some. As much as only wanted to worry about her exams, Arielle admittedly now needed to plan for a future, uncertain on what she wanted to do. Sighing, she put her hair up into a neat braid, though her hands had other plans as the braid now became a neat bun, with some hair streaks framing her face. 

A fresh look for a fresh day, she thought bitterly. 

She didn’t even notice her roommates also got up to start the day. Giving polite smiles to them as she headed out , using the Floo Flames network to enter the Great Hall. The seats were still empty and the house elves were still putting down the tableware with barely a student in sight. Rats, Arielle didn’t even come together with her twin brother. She must have been beyond herself this morning. Now the other Slytherins are going to ask questions about her behaviour, or worse, tease her for being overly concerned for Henry. He's her friend, why wouldn't she…

“Arielle?”

The voice jolted her awake, the hairs on her skin standing up as she turned her direction to that voice. Her eyes widened, seeing Henry standing in front of her, looking like nothing had happened.

She didn’t hesitate to run up to him and give him a big hug, almost throwing Henry off balance as he tried to catch her. 

“Arielle! Ooof-” 

“I couldn’t sleep well last night, I was so worried! Even though Nurse Blainey said everything is fine, I got nervous and… I… I’m just glad you are okay…”

Henry hugged her in return as he rubbed her back soothingly. But he broke it apart quickly, taking her to the staircase on the back, trying to ensure that no one saw them. Henry just knew that the sight of the two of them would cause rumours, especially with what happened yesterday. The two of them got up the stairs quickly, finally out of sight in case of any prying eyes. 

“Ok… no one is going to look now…”

Arielle nodded at his words, resuming her hug from earlier. Henry held her tight, knowing she had been so anxious that she couldn’t sleep. He knew what to do, he had been through this before. All he can do right now is to reassure her, let her soothe her nerves. Arielle steadied her breathing, telling herself that he is all right, he is in front of her now, standing straight and healthy. 

She let go of the hug, just feeling relieved now that he is in front of her. 

“I… I’m sorry, Henry… I…”

“Shhh… it’s okay. I’m alright, see?”

Henry outstretched his arms, as if letting Arielle give an inspection to his well being. Arielle gave a chuckle, seeing him being goofy and giving a spin, then patting himself down as if checking if all his body parts were present. How is it Henry knew how to calm her down, ease her worries? She gave a laugh when Henry looked down and back at her. “Pretty sure I am all right.”

“I get it…thanks…”

Henry smiled, seeing her calmed down and actually laughing, patted her shoulder. Their eyes stared at each other for a bit, before they realised they stared at each other for too long. Arielle shifted a little while Henry cleared his throat. Neither of them had no idea on what to say until Arielle cut the silence full of tension. 

“Is… is your father all right?”

“He is… and yours?”

“Yeah… he’s fine… learnt some things along the way.”

“Learnt? Was there anything about that comment my father made?”

Arielle paused, knowing Henry’s expression that he needed to know more. Sighing, she shook her head, leading to him sighing in disappointment. 

“I don’t know more… Father said it had nothing to do with me, something about their time in Hogwarts… I didn’t ask for more, Henry…”

“Guess you are just in the dark as I am… He didn’t explain anything to me for that matter. All I got was being dismissed.”

Arielle stroked Henry’s face, knowing the defeated look on his face. It had been a bit too much for the pair, processing this incident and having new things being discovered about them. Arielle bit her lip, hesitant to tell Henry what she found out. How would he take on her having the possibility of wielding ancient magic? Her mother did warn her to keep it between their family only. Henry noted that expression in her but didn’t push further, seeing the sound of students coming in, knowing that they will need to be seen at the breakfast tables. Arielle noted the commotion, slightly worried if they are seen together. 

“Arielle… go first. The Slytherin table is much further from here. I'll wait after a while.” Arielle nodded, making her move quickly without saying a word of goodbye. She only gave Henry a comforting smile before she left as Henry could merely watch. Once she was out of sight, Henry placed his hand on his cheek for a moment, relishing in her touch. He smiled to himself, her touch had always been comforting to him. Taking a deep breath as he headed out, taking a seat at the Gryffindor table. Leo, as usual, gave him a shove. 

“Oi mate! Where ya been?” 

“Nowhere Leo…”

Henry made a slight glance at the Slytherin table, seeing Arielle going back to chat with her friends. 

“Nowhere at all.”

…

“And that is it for today’s class… please finish up your assignments on Garrotting Gas and why it is dangerous, eight inches of parchment…”

The students groaned as they packed up, already exhausted from brewing potions that didn’t work out, now on top of that there were assignments to be done. Garreth knew that neither of his students liked it but this was the N.E.W.T.S, it cannot be avoided. Today’s potions didn’t go so well either, but there were slight improvements in some of the students. 

Which left the thing he did owe to Arielle.

“Miss Sallow. Stay behind.”

Arielle stopped putting her books away in shock, hearing what Professor Weasley said. Surely he wouldn’t hold her accountable for what happened to Henry, that was last week… 

Sullivan and Henry got curious, but they knew better than to interrupt. Arielle shot them a look saying she will handle this, she can care for herself. They got out of the classroom, knowing Arielle could handle herself. 

Arielle on the other hand, turned up to face Garreth bravely, trying to be polite. 

“Well, Professor? What is it?”

“... I owe you an apology. My son is all right and I shouldn’t have shouted at you.”

Arielle raised an eyebrow, seeing how Garreth had changed in his tone and demeanour. He had always been so… unreasonable with her since the first day of school and now he wants to be nice? Did her father say something to him? The cogs in her head turned but she had to ask for more.

“Oh… apology accepted Professor… but why did you say that my kind is causing trouble?”

Arielle started to see Garreth’s face fall, as if scrambling to respond to her. He honestly had no words to counter her, it was something he did say in the heat of the moment. 

“It’s… it’s a petty thing that I have resolved with your father, Arielle. I didn’t mean it.” 

“... I see… Well… I’ll make my move then, Professor.” 

Arielle headed out, not entirely buying what Garreth said. Her father? How? Her head is swimming with thoughts that she is trying to make any sense of it, but nothing seems to connect as she packed her things, heading out to the classroom. 

What Arielle didn’t expect was to find Sullivan and Henry standing outside, curious on the aftermath. 

“Well?” 

“...He… just said he was sorry and didn’t mean to lash out on us, Sullivan.”

“That is odd…”

“I know, Henry… and he solved the issue with Father…” 

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing how to proceed. They said nothing more as they continued about their day, the nagging question lingering in their minds.

What in Merlin’s name happened during their parent’s time in Hogwarts?

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Sins of Our Parents (5/?)

Summary:

The year is 1920 where rules are starting to change and a new generation of students have taken over Hogwarts from their parents that came before.

Meet Arielle Sallow, the youngest daughter of Sebastian Sallow and Aurelia Gray (F!MC) and Henry Weasley, the youngest son of Garreth Weasley who is now the Potions Professor at Hogwarts. Forming an unlikely friendship, their world turned upside down when Arielle's parents come on board to teach at Hogwarts on their 6th year. An uneasy tension follows that prompts Arielle and Henry to find out what happened during their parent's time at Hogwarts.

Will the truth be darker than expected? If so, will their friendship survive?

(Sequel to Drag me to Despair, read here)

Warnings: None for now, but may change.

Pairings: Sebastian x Aurelia (F!MC) with past Aurelia X Garreth Weasley, with OC X OC as the story progresses.

Garreth came back to the Hospital Wing after dinner. Henry should be all right now, healed and ready for the next day like nothing happened. He ate very little, too worried about the incident earlier. How was he going to explain all this to Penelope, his wife? She always worried about their family first, sometimes to the cost of her own health. 

He didn’t want to trouble her with this. 

Garreth tried not to overthink it, surely his son is okay. That damn Sallow girl... She is just too troublesome. Sly, outspoken and too damned smart for her own good. All Garreth could see was the cunning dark features of her father... but the best traits of her mother's beauty. It made him pause when those thoughts ran through his head,taking a seat at one of the benches just next to the great hall. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

Why is he letting her affect him so deeply? In his first year of teaching at Hogwarts, it wasn't like this at all. Even when the older Sallow girl, Adeline who looked so much like her mother when Garreth first saw her in his class he didn't pay any mind. Maybe it was because of the fact that Sebastian and Aurelia are here, bringing up all these feelings he didn't know he kept hidden.

But the steps he heard from the distance got louder, making his headache grow. Garreth knew who those footsteps belonged to, smiling a pained smile. He faced the direction of the steps when he saw the familiar locks of long red hair, brown eyes and Gryffindor school robes, a frantic look plastered all over her freckled face.

Mary Weasley, his youngest daughter.

She must have seen how he darted earlier from the Great Hall in a hurry. Mary is always the one that is overly concerned, merely wanting everything to be alright. Garreth admits she worries too much that sometimes she forgets her own needs as long as everyone is happy and satisfied, his selfless little girl that took after his wife too much. He sighed when he looked back at her, her face looking concerned and her voice fumbled about as she tried to get the words out. 

“Father! I heard about Henry and what happened earlier with Professor Sallow… is everything all right? Henry isn’t terribly hurt, I hope, and… and… you didn’t cause a fight… right…?”

“Mary… Mary, sweetie… I’m alright, and so is your brother.”

Garreth knew this wasn't the time to be hard, to be the professor that made sure everyone was equal and not being bias in favour of his own kids. Mary gets easily upset, wanting things to be calm and bright. Garreth admits that it is his own fault for why she was like this, she had witnessed so much bitter arguments between him and Penelope just before she was starting Hogwarts. He cupped her cheek, pulling her to a hug. The poor girl was just a bundle of nerves at the moment that Garreth knew she just only wanted comfort, to ease her worries.

“Shhh… Mary… let’s go to the Hospital Wing, together, okay? Would seeing Henry make things better?”

Mary nodded at her father’s question, resulting in Garreth getting up and taking a deep breath, quietly escorting Mary towards the direction of the Hospital Wing. He did admit, Mary helped calm himself down, he had no idea how tense he was, unable to process and sort his own emotions. Usually it had always been his wife, Penelope that would do that. Garreth only thought bitterly of that day he argued with Penelope about the finances of the family, resulting in Mary crying to the both of them, saying she wouldn’t go to Hogwarts to ease the financial burden. Nonsense, Garreth thought. All of his children deserve an education. He knew then it was best to dissolve the potions business he had with Leander and accept the position as the Potions professor. Even Penelope went back to working as a healer and finally things did improve, but Garreth had to let go of being creative with his creations. It was only recently they were stable enough that they paid all their debts, now able to set aside some savings. 

Garreth knew he had to let go of being selfish and bitter the moment he accepted the teaching position. It impacted his family. 

For now he pushed those thoughts away, he needed to be the strong one for both his son and daughter. Admittedly, he wasn’t thinking straight, merely blinded and reacting harshly towards the Sallow family for causing the incident. He treated Arielle Sallow angrily, right in front of his son that came towards her defence. He really went too far. Upon seeing the tall glass panes of the Hospital Wing, Garreth showed Mary where Henry was lying down, sitting on his bed as he just finished eating his dinner of onion soup with bread and cheese. Mary didn’t hesitate and jumped on her older brother for a hug, resulting in Henry’s breath being knocked out in shock.

“Mary! Jeez, I’m all right…?”

“All right? You aren’t if you are in the hospital wing, Henry! What’s next, you falling off your broomstick in Quidditch?!” 

“Mary, you are overreacting and besides, I can head back to the Gryffindor dorm now that I took the time to rest. Worse things have happened in Hogwarts.”

Garreth gave a sigh of relief, resulting in Mary huffing and folding her arms towards her brother. She had a look that she got worried over nothing, seeing how snarky Henry is now. She poked at Henry’s cheek, as if just merely wanting to annoy him like younger siblings do. Henry rolled his eyes as he stared dead into Mary’s eyes, telling her to stop it as he poked her cheek in return, resulting in Mary’s crossed arms. 

Garreth smiled to himself. It was nice to see his children still having his playful nature. But he stopped those thoughts when Henry looked back at him.

“Father… Why were you so harsh on Arielle?”

“She caused the incident, Henry. I just wanted answers.” 

Henry rolled his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he just heard, it was ridiculous to think that his father can simply brush away his harsh behaviour. Sure he can understand that being a professor needs to be fair with his students, but Henry couldn’t get the thought out of his head that Arielle was so afraid, trying to explain things to Garreth earlier. 

Garreth saw his son’s expression, taking a deep breath as he even noted Mary’s concerned expression. He sighed and decided to explain. 

“I shouldn’t have gone after her the way I did. It was just a minor accident.”

“It’s not me you should be apologising for. It’s her.”

Garreth blinked for a bit. He didn’t expect Henry to have that courage in him. Admittedly, Garreth had been so preoccupied that his children never got equal attention. It was the case with his youngest kids, looking at him right now. They never wanted to be a burden and always got out of the way, hardly complaining as they let the rest of their louder, older siblings take away their father’s attention. But for once, Henry decided to stand up, voicing out how he felt. Garreth secretly was proud of his son for doing that.

“Yes… I will.”

Henry was satisfied with that answer as Mary looked relieved, worried there might be another argument on their hands. Garreth sighed as Nurse Blainey came in, looking at the Weasley family. 

“Looks like your son is fine. He can head back to the common room.”

Garreth nodded as Henry got up now that he was given the all clear. Mary looked relieved as she took some of his things, saying she will meet Henry back at the common room as she went first. But something crossed Henry’s mind before leaving the Hospital Wing, making him face his father once more. 

“Father… Before we go, why did you tell Professor Sallow that his kind was causing trouble?”

Garreth froze at Henry’s question, before answering it rather hesitantly.

“It’s nothing, Henry…”

“But… don’t you remember telling me when I was starting my first day at Hogwarts? Don’t trust the Sallows?” 

“Look Henry… I’ll deal with it. It has nothing to do with you. Now go get some rest.”

Henry didn’t like the fact he was simply being dismissed but decided that today was enough drama. Sighing as he knew he wouldn’t get his answers today, Henry decided to let it be as he made his way to the Gryffindor common room, disappointed. 

Garreth could only watch his son go, knowing that he left a lot unsaid. He gulped, rubbing his forehead as he knew he had to face the music later on with the Sallows. 

He did bring this upon himself.

…

That night, Garreth met with Aurelia and Sebastian in private. Neither of them wanted to be there, but given how the other behaved, it was necessary. The fireplace cackled in the silence as neither of them said a word, but Sebastian decided that enough was enough. 

“What were you thinking, Garreth?”

“Look Sebastian, I was just…” 

Garreth gave a pause, the words died in his mouth. Sebastian didn’t look amused as he folded his arms, being impatient as he gave a long stare. Sure, Sebastian wasn’t a saint to Garreth in the past during their school days, but to insult his own daughter that meant no harm? That is taking it too far. 

“Just what? Arielle had no idea of her powers, she didn’t mean to cause your boy harm!” 

“Sebastian… please…” 

Sebastian was about to get up and snap back at Garreth but Aurelia, who had been quietly watching on the side, got up and went in front of Sebastian, her voice in a hushed whisper. She placed her hands on his shoulder first, then went towards his face, looking at him with concern. Sebastian’s stance softened a little, calming himself down. Admittedly, he let his temper get the best of him as he took a calm, deep breath. Aurelia looked back at Garreth, this time her arms folded and she did look rather cross. 

“Garreth… There have been worse accidents in Hogwarts and Nurse Blainey said that Henry is fine, I am sure he is sleeping in the common room.”

“Yes… he is now…”

“Then why do you claim our kind is causing trouble?”

“Isn’t that what you did?”

Aurelia closed her eyes, knowing the truth of Garreth’s bitter words. That was so long ago and now they were adults, why bring it up now? Aurelia is stumped, pinching the bridge of her nose when she tries to say something but Sebastian noticed his wife’s distress and stepped in. 

“You can be mad at me or Aurelia all you want, Garreth. But our daughter is innocent. She hasn’t wronged you, or your son. You owe her an apology.” 

Garreth huffed, not wanting to admit Sebastian was right. He got up now, unable to take the sight of those two in front of him.

“Fine,fine… I’ll apologise to her. Are we done here?”

“Yes… we are.” 

Garreth then walked out of the room hurriedly, his footsteps stomped as he slammed the door. Sebastian and Aurelia sighed, knowing that it is going to be a very long year.

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The Relationship Map for 'Sins of Our Parents'

The things I do for my fanfiction.

A brief summary of the relationship map so far in 'Sins of Our Parents' in case I ever get confused, though things may change as the plot progresses. Elise Prewett is named for @cuffmeinblack.

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what happened to Hogwartslegacyreact’s blog after their injury? Couldn’t even find their primary blog either.☹️

Hey there! @cuffmeinblack's post explains it all in the reblogs, link here.

Overall, I wish Scarlett well and hope she is doing okay since her accident.

#tumblr wtf