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blueraineshadows · 1 year

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Fire and Longing

SebastianxMc: Fluff with a pinch of spice

MC finished washing her hands and gazed at her reflection in the mirror of the girls bathroom. She remembered her first night in the castle, how nervous she had been, how eager she had been to fit in and prove herself. So much had happened since then. She wondered if she looked different. She turned her face to one side then the other, her eyes remaining fixed on her image. Her face was slimmer, her hair longer, and her eyes...they held darker secrets now, dark horrors best left unspoken, grief lurked in the depths and sometimes the darkness escaped.

But, there were also other things to feel warm about. Friendships, abilities learned, a place that now felt like home after 18 months of lessons, adventures and exploring. She wouldn't trade a moment of it, good or bad. A small smile tugged at her mouth.

Returning to the common room, MC felt the familiar comfort of the room wrap around her. It was late, the windows muted with the dark waters of the black lake, a fire crackled in the hearth. It was the best time of the day to be here when most of the students were in their beds.

But not them. After dark had become an unspoken time just for them.

Sebastian was sprawled on one of the sofas near the fire, his nose buried in a book as usual, no tie and his shirt sleeves rolled to the elbows. MC tapped his feet and he barely flicked his eyes her way as he scooted them backwards, bending his legs to allow her to sit. She picked her own book back up, curling her legs under her and settled to continue reading. The crackle of the fire, the soft swish of pages turning filled the silence, and MC was perfectly content to be here with one of her favourite humans.

She slid a sideways glance towards Sebastian. His hair was ruffled as if he had been running his hands through it, she wondered if it was as soft as it looked and bit her lip as she imagined it. His long fingers held his book, fingers she knew had calluses on them from the few times he had held her own hands. She watched as his lovely brown eyes scanned the page he was reading, a crease appearing on his brow when he read something particularly interesting. She could watch him like this for hours. He was ridiculously distracting and she scolded herself for being a fluffy headed fool. They were friends.

"You're staring," he chided gently. His eyes never left the page. "You have a terrible habit of doing that you know."

MC felt warmth creep into her cheeks but a playful smirk teased her mouth. "I thought you liked it when young ladies admire you, especially when your little fan club are cheering you on at Crossed Wands."

His lips twitched but he kept his eyes on his book and flipped the page. "You're not jealous are you, MC?"

MC grinned. She loved their teasing moments and was more than ready to play. "And if I was?"

His gaze finally lifted to hers, curious. "You're not seriously jealous of some giggling 3rd years?"

She shrugged. "Were you not jealous when Garreth asked me to attend the Festival of Lights with him?"

Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly. "That's different."

"I still haven't answered him you know, and I really ought to. Its not good manners, especially when he was such a gentleman when he asked me."

"Are you going to say yes?"

MC made a show of looking thoughtful. "He is quite handsome I suppose, and funny. He knows how to make me laugh."

"But he is a bloody Gryffindor!"

MC huffed a laugh. "What's that got to do with anything?"

"Everything," he growled. "And anyway, I don't like the way he looks at you."

"Oh, and how is that?" MC closed her book and placed it on the low table beside them. "How does he look at me?"

"Lets just say there is nothing gentlemanly about the way he eyeballs you," Sebastian grumbled. He shifted up into a sitting position facing her.

"Really? Hmm, interesting," MC said. She took a lock of hair and began to twirl it in her fingers.

Sebastian snapped his book closed. "Interesting how?"

"Well, you know," she said pretending to be shy. "A girl has needs after all..."

His gape was glorious. "You wouldn't!"

MC shrugged, a giggle bubbling up through her lips. "Of course not. At least, not on a first date."

Sebastian eyed her dangerously, discarding his book to one side. "So, what are these needs a girl has to ease so desperately?"

MC felt her heart stutter and then pick up pace as he leaned forward, elbow on his knee and his fist supporting his chin. His eyes were fixed on hers, curious and glinting with dangerous mischief. He was trying to fluster her and it was damn well starting to work. Well, she could play dangerous too. A thrill sparked through her at the thought.

"I thought a man as wise as yourself would be fully aware of such things," she said.

His eyebrows lifted playfully. "Remind me," he said softly.

Merlin, he had such a tempting mouth, full lips with the perfect curve to the top lip. Her eyes lingered there, her tongue flicking out to slide across her bottom lip. He watched the movement.

"Kisses," she blurted. "None of that back of the hand business either. Proper kisses, full of fire and longing."

His eyes gleamed. "Go on..."

MC found that her chest was struggling to get air in fast enough and she took a deeper breath, her pulse a delicate flutter in her neck. "Um, touch," she said. Her eyes sliding to look at his fingers. He followed her gaze and held his hand out in front of her, palm up. With a raised brow he whispered darkly. "Show me."

Her gaze flew back to his eyes. "Sh-show you?"

He nodded, the curve of his mouth devastating. She almost gulped. This was a whole new level of teasing and she wondered if perhaps she had pushed a bit too far. But then her eyes dropped back to his hand, those slightly curved, outstretched fingers, and she wondered how they would feel tracing across her skin. Fire bloomed in her belly, spreading out and pooling between her thighs. Merlin, she craved it, craved his touch in a way that went far beyond their usual friendly contact. And why shouldn't she take it? They were old enough to know their own minds, and they had shared more in the 18 months they had known each other than most people shared in a whole lifetime.

Nobody knew her like Sebastian Sallow did.

But she wanted more. So, she reached out and touched her fingertips to his, sliding them delicately along the length of his fingers to trail softly over the palm of his hand. The touch was like a million sparking lights were blazing from his skin to hers. As her fingers grazed towards his wrist, his fingers clasped her hand tightly.

"That tickles," he smirked. His voice sounded a little strained. She stared at him. His pupils were dilated, golden flickers of firelight dancing in their depths.

She swallowed. "Did you not like it? I can stop."

"Don't stop," he said. "May I touch you?"

MC was sure her breaths were too loud and she tried not to tremble as she scooted a little closer towards him, hardly believing this was happening. She guided his hand towards her and placed it against her cheek. His gaze softened and her lips parted as his fingertips brushed against tendrils of hair and the shell of her ear. With agonising slowness he traced along her jaw to her chin, sliding upwards to brush against her lips. Instinct took over. She pressed her lips to his finger tips and he dragged downwards, tugging at her bottom lip, rolling it outwards. Her breathing hitched and his eyes blazed.

"Kisses full of fire and longing you say?" His voice was a husky murmur and all she could do was nod.

He closed the gap, his mouth claiming hers in a soft kiss. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she was all his. He kissed her top lip, then the bottom, sliding his tongue against it before tugging at it with his teeth. A soft moan escaped her, lips parting with burning want and his tongue swept in to find hers.

At last, she slid longing fingers into his thick, tousled hair, and it was every bit as soft as it looked. She dragged her fingers across his scalp and a small sound rumbled in his throat. The ache between her thighs flared and she tried to move even closer towards him. Sebastian was more than happy to oblige, tugging her up onto his lap, his hands gripping her hips.

It was almost overwhelming to feel this much and at such close proximity. Heart hammering, pulse racing and a burn in her loins that left her trembling with want, she shifted a little on his lap. He gasped and dragged his mouth from hers, both of them panting as they pressed their foreheads against each other.

"Forgive me," he gasped. "Forgive me if I went too far."

"No, no, Sebastian, not at all," she breathed. She took his face in her hands. "I...I was the one who teased you so. What must you think of me!"

One of her hands fluttered to her mouth, she was flustered and it was not a feeling she was used to. She had got rather carried away with herself.

Sebastian took her hand from her mouth and pressed a kiss into the palm. Her heart stuttered. "I think you are, by far, the most beautiful girl I have ever met," he said. He gazed at her, his eyes dropping to her kiss swollen lips. "Was that your first kiss?"

She nodded, blushing.

"And you let me have that honour?" He looked surprised, but his lips began to curve upwards.

She held his hand tightly, her face earnest. "Who else but you, Sebastian?"

His head titled slightly, a glint of playfulness in his eyes. "Not Weasley then?"

She smothered a giggle. "I am sure Garreth is a perfectly capable kisser, but I don't think he is the one for me."

A look of uncertainty flickered across his features, a small crease appeared between his brows. "And I am?"

Her heart squeezed. For all his swagger and sass, underneath he was much softer and vulnerable than he would ever let most people see. MC smoothed delicate fingertips across his brow and down to his jaw as if to caress his worry away. The pad of her thumb brushed his lower lip, still damp from their kiss. "You, Sebastian Sallow, are more than enough for me. If you'll have me, of course."

His grip on her tightened, tugging her even closer. His mouth was a whisper from hers, hungry. "How did I get so bloody lucky," he whispered. "I do not deserve you."

MC smiled and pressed soft kisses across his mouth. "Well, you have me, I am yours," she whispered back. "Forever."

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jadepalaceyaya · 4 months

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Red Lanterns and New Year Dinner

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x F!MC x Ominis Gaunt

Rating: E

Summary: Sebastian and Ominis has been looking for their elusive third member of their trio all day. It's starting to feel like a never ending game of hide-and-seek. Hopeful their answers can be found behind the mysterious door, beneath the red lanterns.

A/N: Thank you again to the amazing @lovelysallow for being my muse and inspiration. You can also find this one shot on AO3 Here

“Jade? I saw her earlier talking to Professor Howin.”

Sebastian raked a hand through chestnut curls in frustration. Both he and Ominis had been trying to track down their friend since the morning.

Being the more perceptive one of their trio, Ominis had been the one to detect a change in Jade’s behavior at the beginning of the month. At first, Sebastian brushed it off. She was entitled to bad days just as anyone else. But as days passed Ominis’ worry seemed justified. The Slytherin boys didn’t want to pressure Jade, so they gave her space. Hoping that she will open up to them first. But she never did. Instead she seemed to become more and more withdrawn.

They had hoped to catch their companion after her Care of Magical Beasts class, but Jade must have given them the slip. Instead they found the petite Hufflepuff.

“Thanks, Poppy,” Sebastian sighed, a little put out with the failure of locating Jade.

Was she avoiding them? Had he done anything to upset her? Even if he did, he was sure Ominis would have called him out on it and made him apologize. The fact that Ominis hadn’t lectured him means that it couldn’t have been his fault. Right?

“You wouldn’t happen to notice if she was acting…strange, did you?” Ominis’ voice brought Sebastian out of his thoughts.

Poppy hummed, lips pursed in thought, “Now that you mention it’s. She does seem more distracted than usual.”

It wasn’t just them that noticed something was off with their friend then.

“Do you know what she was talking to Professor Howin about?” Sebastian asked, hoping for any information of what could be bothering their friend.

“I’m sorry, they seemed to have spoken in Jade’s native tongue so I couldn’t catch what they were discussing,” Poppy looked at Sebastian apologetically, “but I did notice that Professor Howin did hand Jade a red letter.”

“A red letter?” Ominis’ voice tightened with worry, “a howler?”

“I don’t believe so,” Poppy shook her head, “Jade actually seemed to have brightened up when she received it. The whole interaction seemed quite strange.”

“We’ll ask her about it later…if only we could find her,” the annoyance was clear in Sebastian’s voice as he huffed a breath through his nose. “Do you happen to know where our friend headed?”

Poppy shook her head, “I stayed to help with the kneazles but I did see her head to the castle with Garreth. He might know where she is.”

Both the boys tensed as Sebastian clicked his tongue and Ominis’ brows furrowed. Poppy took in the change of their body language with a knowing look. The corner of her lips quirked a small smile.

“Thank you for your help,” Ominis said cordially.

“Of course! Anything to help bring Jade’s spirit up,” Poppy’s smile softened, “she’s usually so lively. It’s disheartening to see her so down.”

Bidding the Hufflepuff girl goodbye, Sebastian and Ominis ventured back to the castle. Hoping to find either their missing companion or the red headed Gryffindor that might help in locating her.

—

Luckily, or unluckily, it was the Gryffindor boy they encountered first outside the Great Hall. “How may I help you, gentlemen?” Garreth asked as the boys made their way to him.

“Where’s Jade, Weasley?” Sebastian all but demanded.

“Whoa Sallow! What’s with the animosity?” Both of Garreth’s hand raised in surrender as he took a step back from more intimidating of one of the duo. Putting space between him and the charging Slytherin. Garreth may have been the same height as Sebastian, but Sebastian had a wider frame and he was ill prepared for a confrontation today.

Ominis places his hand onto Sebastian’s shoulder. Both as a restrain and a warning to keep his temper in check. Sebastian turns to glance at him before huffing and turns to lean against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Did you walk Jade back to the castle?” Ominis asked calmly, though the tight grip he had on his wand showed otherwise.

Garreth nodded but replied after a moment, remembering that Ominis needed a verbal confirmation. “Yeah, I waited for her to finish her talk with Professor Howin. She said she wanted to join me when I had told her I was going to get a quick snack from the kitchens.”

The crease between Ominis’ brows deepened as he processed Garreth’s response. “She’s in the kitchens then?”

“Last I saw of her.”

“Are you absolutely sure?” Sebastian’s ire began to grow. Even the thought of Jade spending time with Weasley, while she avoided them, left a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Why would I lie about that?” Garreth exclaimed incredulously. Before pausing to take a slow calming breath. These Slytherins are going to be the death of him. “Look Sallow. I walked her to the kitchens and thought she was also going to nab a quick snack like I was. I offered to walk her back to your Common Room but she declined. Said that she needed to chat with one of the house elves.”

“You better be right, Weasley,” Sebastian growled, glaring daggers at Garreth.

As the boys began to leave to continue their search, Garreth called out, “Gaunt!” Catching Ominis’ attention.

He slowed his steps and tilted his head toward the Gryffindor boy, indicating his attention, but said nothing.

“I’d keep that dog of yours on a leash, never know if he’ll bite the wrong hand next time.”

Turning quickly with a snarl, Sebastian tried to storm over but was stopped by Ominis’ hand pushing against his chest.

“I’d advise you to watch that mouth of yours. Lest, someday, someone silences you for good.” Ominis warned with a frosty tone, his unseeing gaze even colder. The hand he held against Sebastian’s chest reached and gripped his upper arm. Dragging Sebastian along, allowing the locating charm of his wand to lead their way.

Garreth watched as the duo continued their search with a shake of his head. “Jade really has her hands full with those two,” he mumbled to himself as he let out an amused snort.

—

The kitchens proved fruitless in their search. Sebastian was so close to yelling and pulling his hair from his ire.

“Argh, are you kidding me?” he growled through gritted teeth, “it’s like a bloody game of hide and seek but we’re not any closer to finding her!”

“Oh! Mister Sallow, Mister Gaunt!” A small voice called out, “how can Deek be of service?”

Ominis stilled at the unfamiliar voice, his tone hard with wariness, “How do you know our names?”

“Miss Jade speaks of you both quite often,” Deek replied with a bright smile.

“You know where she is then? Is she here?” Sebastian asked earnestly but his hopeful mood immediately sagged when the house elf shook his head.

“Unfortunately not, Mr. Sallow,” A sound of defeat escaped Sebastian upon hearing Deek’s response, “Deek is afraid she left quite a bit ago.”

Another agitated sigh came from Sebastian as Ominis stood in silence. At this point it really felt like their friend was avoiding them and it was starting to feel discouraging. Noticing their moods, Deek offered a sympathetic smile.

“Fret not, I’m sure you’ll find Miss Jade soon and she’ll be happy to see you both.”

“Do you know where we’ll be able to find her then?” Ominis’ questioned in a small voice.

“Miss Jade can often be found near the Troll Tapestry in the Astronomy Tower. I’m sure Mister Sallow and Mister Gaunt can find her there.” Deek nodded resolutely.

Giving their thanks to the house elf, which both surprised him but also brought a smile to his face, the two boys departed again in their search.

—

“Are you kidding me!” Sebastian exclaimed as he threw his hands up in irritation. They came to the Astronomy Wing as suggested only to find an empty hallway. “Deek must have played us a fool! We’ve scoured the castle top to bottom and still no sign of her.”

He began to pace the hall, needing a physical exertion as a way to vent his agitation. Ominis wasn’t too happy with their situation either and he understood how Sebastian was currently feeling, but there must have been a plausible explanation.

“What if Jade isn’t even in the castle and this has all been for naught?” Sebastian continued to rant.

“Calm yourself, Sebastian. I’m sure if she left school grounds for the highlands we would have heard whispers of it,” Ominis tried to reason, though even at this point he was feeling doubtful.

At Sebastian crossing the hall for the third time with his pacing, Ominis’ ear pricked as he heard an unfamiliar sound.

“What was that?” His head snapped to the direction of noise. It sounded like the rumble of shifting stone and wood. “Sebastian! Stop your incessant pacing!”

Turning to retort, Sebastian stopped at the sound as well. Gaping in awe at what seemed to appear from thin air before his eyes. The stone of the wall morphing, deepening as it made way for a large door to form.

“What is happening?” Ominis demanded again as something was interfering with his location spell, something with an immense amount of magic.

Sebastian tried to respond, mouth opening and closing but no sound came out, before he was finally able to gasp out, “Was there a door here earlier, Ominis?”

“Of course not, what kind of question is that?” It was now Ominis that was becoming irritated.

“Well, there’s a door now.”

Ominis paused, the crease between his brows deepening in thought. Thinking back to what Deek had told them before in the kitchens. The pieces of the puzzle clicked together in his mind.

A look of realization washed over his features as he turned his head toward Sebastian’s direction, “Deek did say that Jade could be found in this corridor. You don’t suppose?”

“Only one way to find out.” Sebastian said with renewed vigor. Feeling as if they just got closer to locating their missing friend.

Even if they didn’t find her, just the prospect of finding something undiscovered and new was enough to raise his spirits. Sebastian pushed the door open and entered, Ominis following right behind him. A noise of admiration came from Sebastian while Ominis was speechless. Red pulses from the tip of his wand letting him know how large the room was. Ornate decor covered the walls and shelves of books reached from floor to ceiling. Both the boys were so awestruck that, for a moment, they forgot their task at hand. A delicate tune drew them out of their reverie.

Deciding not to startle the room’s occupant, lest it not be their companion, the boys decided to follow the music. As they turned a corner into an adjacent room. It was there where that finally located the elusive member of their trio.

There sat Jade, an unfamiliar instrument sat on the round table before her. Her fingers plucking at its strings. Floating around her were a couple red lanterns which bathed the room in an atmospheric red glow. Jade, herself, was also wearing an Eastern red robe.

“Ahem,” Sebastian cleared his throat to catch her attention.

With a gasp, the music stopped, as Jade abruptly turned around at the unexpected intrusion. Her hand raised to press against her chest. Eyes wide and mouth opened with shock.

“Turning Gryffindor on us, are we?” Sebastian announced as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe that led into the room.

“Sebastian? Ominis? What–,” her voice pitched in shock and confusion, eyes darting between the two boys, “how did you get in here?”

“You’ve been avoiding us, little viper,” Ominis said in a disapproving tone as he walked into the room, “neither note nor notice. We’ve been trying to find you for quite some time.”

Properly chastised, Jade grimaced and ducked her head in shame. Her hands lowered to her lap as she twisted the material of her sleeves between her fingers. Teeth gnawing at the corner of her lips as her eyes averted to the floor.

“I’m sorry, Omi,” Jade’s voice soft with remorse, “I didn’t mean to.”

Ominis made his way until he stopped in front of Jade. The hand that wasn’t holding his wand raised to gently cup her cheek in his palm. With a tilt of his head he questioned quietly, “Have we done something to upset you?”

Jade’s own hand goes to press against his, tilting her head up to gaze at him as she leaned into his touch. “I promise that neither you nor Sebastian are cause for my mood.”

Ominis’ gaze softens at her words. Then a playful smirk lifts the corner of his lips. He sat down next to her, leaned in closer to Jade’s ear, and whispered loudly enough for Sebastian to hear.

“...Are you absolutely sure it’s not Sebastian? He’s the cause for my moods and I don’t have the misfortune of actually having to see his face like you do,” he teased as his eyes darted to where Sebastian was standing.

“Hey! I resent that!” Sebastian shouted without any actual anger in his voice. Pushing himself off the door frame, he struts into the room before dramatically plopping himself onto one of the stools at the table across from Jade.

“No, Omi. I guarantee that Sebastian isn’t the cause.” She snorted before turning her head to Sebastian with a mischievous look, “this time.”

“Now you’re just picking on me,” Sebastian playfully pouts, propping his chin in his hand.

“I jest.” Jade chuckled as she stood to put her instrument away.

Sebastian looked around to marvel at the room around them. “Well, what is this place? You’ve holed yourself in your own secret room without telling us. Even after we showed the Undercroft.”

“You mean, you showed her the Undercroft.” Ominis said flatly with a click of his tongue.

“It’s the Room of Requirement,” replied Jade, turning back to them after making sure her instrument was safely stowed away, “Professor Weasley showed it to me to help me catch up with my studies. It apparently changes and transforms itself to fit my needs.”

“And do your needs happen to explain why it looks like you’re changing from the noble house of Slytherin? If only you could see this, Ominis. Red everywhere! It looks like something straight out of the Gryffindor Common Room!” Sebastian’s gaze turned back to Jade. His eyes roving to take in her attire, “Even she’s dressed in red and gold from head to toe.”

“I know it’s a little…different from our Slytherin green,” Jade looked around with an amused hum before nodding, “but yes, it does. Back home we wear red for luck, for the new year.”

“New year? That was weeks ago!” Sebastian gaped at her with confusion, looking at Jade as if she were daffy.

Jade shook her head at him as she sat back down next to Ominis, copying Sebastian’s position of propping her chin up. Eyes squinted in laughter. “Not the western new year, Sebastian. We celebrate the lunisolar new year back at home.”

“As long as you’re not leaving us for better pastures,” Though Jade knew Ominis was making light with a joke, she could still hear the slight trace of insecurity beneath his tone.

Taking his hand into hers, she gives it a reassuring squeeze, her thumb tracing over his knuckles, “I promise you, I’m not. I’m a snake through and through.” Her voice is gentle but resolute.

“Now that we’ve established that you’re not planning to change houses.” Leaning back to cross his arms over his chest, Sebastian’s gaze turned serious, “What is wrong?”

“I’m fi–” Jade protested, only to be cut off by Ominis.

“You’re not fine, my dear.” It was now Ominis who squeezed her hand back reassuringly. His voice was heavy with worry and it filled her with remorse that she was the cause of it. “Tell us the truth, you have a habit of playing down your feelings just to make sure we don’t worry.”

“We’re already worried, pet.” Sebastian added on, his voice also heavy.

Jade gaped at them, struck silent. Biting her lips with apprehension, her gaze falls to the floor. It would be a lie to say that she didn’t feel touched by their caring. Which cemented her decision to be honest.

“...I’m just a little homesick,” she admitted quietly.

The boys said nothing, their silence urging her to continue without interruption.

“The new year, in my culture, is a time for family. We come together, feast together, and just spend time with each other. This is the first year I’m without them this time of year and it’s made me feel a little lonely…” she could feel the weight of their gaze as she stared down at her hands to avoid looking at them. It was difficult for her to be this vulnerable but she did owe the other two an explanation.

“Are we not your family, pet?” Ominis asked with a saddened voice.

Eyes widening, she snapped her head to Ominis and reacted frantically. “You are! But I didn’t want to bother you two with something this insignificant.”

“It’s not insignificant at all, my dear. Especially if it’s making you this way.” Sebastian quirked an eyebrow and counted smartly, leaning heavily on the table in front of him.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Jade sighed again. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I should have sought both of you out from the beginning.”

Humming with satisfaction, Sebastian flashed her a boyish smirk, “When am I ever wrong?”

As Ominis was about to retort a loud growl echoed through the room, startling Jade while Sebastian flushed red. Sheepishly scratching the back of his head. Though embarrassing, it was a reprieve from the tension that was hanging in the air.

“We may have missed lunch while looking for you,” Ominis’ voice light as he tried to stifle his laugh behind his hand.

“I suppose I should make up to you guys. Would you like to join me for dinner? I may have made too much for myself to finish.” After hearing their sounds of approval, Jade heads to the corner of the room to retrieve several dishes filled with food. All kept warm at the perfect temperature with a preservation spell.

Sebastian’s eyes were wide as he took in the wide array of food before him. Their savory scents drew Ominis to lean over. Trying to identify each dish from the medley of delicious aroma. Whole fish, chicken, meats, noodles, vegetables, and flaky desserts all sat on ornate plates. Jade filled bowls of rice and placed them in front of both Sebastian and Ominis, along with their settings.

“This was your reason for visiting the kitchens with Weasley?” Sebastian asked as he turned to her with excitement. You could practically see the drool on his chin as he swallowed with enthusiasm.

“Oh stars, I hope you didn’t give Garreth a hard time.” Jade rolled her eyes and pleaded with a groan. “He was kind enough to escort me there.”

They didn’t respond but the look on their faces did nothing to quell the amused frustration. She was going to have to make it up to the poor Gryffindor boy.

“What am I to do with you both?” Shaking her head fondly, Jade brought over the last plate. Once she sat back down in her seat next to Ominis, gesturing to the spread, she announced, “I worked hard for this meal. So, dig in.”

They did so enthusiastically. The air was filled with banter as well as animated praises of her cooking. Sebastian dug into every dish, taking seconds and even thirds from the ones he especially enjoyed. Ominis was more refined in his enjoyment but it did not miss Jade’s knowing look when he took more helpings of the dessert assortment. When they were finally full, Sebastian let out a huff of satisfaction. Hands rubbing over his much fuller stomach. Ominis thanked her for the meal and Jade happily accepted his gratitude.

“So…” Sebastian leaned over the table and smiled cheekily, “we heard from Poppy that you got a howler from Professor Howin?”

“A howler?” she tilted her head in perplexion.

“I’m sure you’ve seen them in the halls. The red letters sent by families to yell at the poor recipients.” Ominis filled in the information with a small smirk, “you can’t miss them, terribly loud they are.”

That was when a look of recognition dawned on her face when Sebastian continued with his questioning.

“So what did our poor pet do to warrant one from our Beasts professor?” This had been nagging at Sebastian since Poppy told them this detail. Now that they knew that their evasive friend was fine, he was itching to soothe this curiosity.

“Oh! You mean this!” Jade pulled out a little red envelope from the sleeve of her robe. She first showed it to Sebastian before handing it to Ominis so that he was able to trace his fingers over it for him to visualize.

It didn’t at all look like the horrid howlers that the students dreaded. It was much smaller with embossed details as well as elegant characters in gold gilding.

“Not a howler, thankfully, they’re red envelopes! Adults tend to give them to children to wish them luck and prosperity,” her face glowed as a large smile parted her lips. Joy and fondness flooded her features when she gazed down at the little envelope, “Professor Howin saw how down I was and wanted to cheer me up with this tradition from our homeland.”

“Does that mean we each get one from you?” Sebastian teased. The grin he sported before only grew larger. Seeing Jade disposition return to how it normally was settled the troubled tinge in his chest.

“Get one from me?” she asked.

Ominis decided to join in Sebastian’s poking fun, “Of course, my dear. Don’t you want to wish us luck and prosperity too?”

“Ha! Unless one of you wants to marry me right now, it would have to wait,” a loud, carefree laugh escaped her.

A choking sound came from Sebastian at her declaration while Ominis cleared his throat awkwardly. Both of their ears and cheeks flushed a bright pink.

Jade looked at them with appreciation, resting her hand in her palm. Eyes misty as she smiled warmly, “Thank you so much for spending my new year with me. You don’t know how much it means to me.” Sebastian returns her gaze, full of his own affections towards her. Ominis takes her hand into his own again, feeling her warmth radiate into his own. “We snakes stick together,” said Sebastian, “we are family, Jade. Happy new year.”

“Happy new year, my dear,” Ominis gave his own warm wishes.

If silent, happy tears fell from Jade’s eyes, no one commented on it. A watery but happy smile on her face as she grasped Ominis’ hand, red lanterns continued to float around them.

“Happy new year!”

#sebastian sallow x mc #ominis gaunt x mc #sebastian x mc x ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt x oc #sebastian sallow x oc #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #fluff #slytherin mc

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eternalremorse · 9 months

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My Main MC's

Slytherin: Ivy Montgomery

Ravenclaw: Casper Thornwood

Hufflepuff: Evelyn Damaris

Gryffindor: Oscar Weasley

(I deleted my original post since I now have a Slytherin MC)

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #slytherin #slytherin mc #ivy montgomery #ravenclaw #ravenclaw mc #casper thornwood #hufflepuff #hufflepuff mc #evelyn damaris #gryffindor #gryffindor mc #oscar weasley

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forsakenlorcan · 1 month

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Black Outfit for MC mod by Pledik on Nexus Mods

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts oc #slytherin #mod #slytherin mc

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serpensortiamaxima · 1 month

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Anwen's Hogwarts ID. An introduction was overdue. Hopefully, the 19th-century-inspired cursive isn't too hard to read.

Template available here.

Some story details:

Anwen was raised as a muggle despite being pureblood. She was born out of an illegitimate love affair between an unnamed member of the Rosier family and Welsh-born Penelope Jones. The liaison ended as soon as Penelope knew she was expecting and preferred to retreat Anwen from the wizarding world altogether by giving her away to raise by a family friend, James Elmstone, who became her legal guardian. Penelope has been in and out of Anwen's life and her relationship with her daughter has strained significantly as Anwen grew up.

Since Anwen's reintegration into the wizarding world, it was agreed upon that her adoptive family be obliviated to ensure no breach of the International Statue of Wizarding Secrecy would occur. For Anwen, however, it meant being torn from the people she considered her family and being left with a mother she was getting more and more estranged from.

Her favourite professor is Prof. Hecat. She was fascinated by her experiences and tales, which inspired Anwen and made her decide to pursue whatever was needed to become an Unspeakable as well.

Sebastian has made her just as obsessed with finding a cure for Anne as he is. With the use of the Dark Arts somewhat ruled out, and the precise use of Ancient Magic still being an enigma, she would end up convincing herself that access to the Department of Mysteries would be the key to finding answers, further consolidating her professional ambitions.

#hogwarts student ID #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts oc #slytherin #slytherin mc

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mecharlie-fox · 1 year

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Hogwarts Legacy: The Slytherin Trio

I drew this while listening to Hamilton music aka "A Winter's Ball"

Ominis Gaunt - Alistair Victor Warren - Sebastian Sallow

What do they have in common? They're reliable with the ladies~

#Hogwarts Legacy #Ominis Gaunt #Sebastian Sallow #Slytherin MC #Alistair is not really the MC in the game he's actually the mc's brother #its mostly Alistair and Sebastian #Ominis often stays out of it #Alistair named his feral tom cat after Sebastian #hogwarts legacy mc

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slytherizz · 9 months

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The phenomenally talented Monis on Twitter gifted me this beautiful piece of my MC, Fearne Glyndwr.

I am in awe of the talent in this community. Check out her other amazing works on Twitter!

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #welsh mc #there is so much talent in this community #she's so pretty I can't stop looking at her #slytherin #slytherin mc

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alsopartgekkos · 1 year

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ms. Whitlock everyone

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hphl mc #hphl oc #slytherin mc #oc: lavinia whitlock #that one zack efron meme with a gun #who’s not even done with fullbodies but is prouting memes?#ofc me #gekko draws

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jacobscursebreakerlilsis · 8 months

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🥹🥹🥹 they love MC

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #harry potter hogwarts mystery #harry potter #jacob's sibling #hphm mc #slytherin mc #slytherin #slytherin pride #slytherin reader #charlie weasley #bill weasley #percy weasley #charlie weasley x jacob's sibling #bill weasley x jacob's sibling #slytherdor

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simply-slytherin · 1 year

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“Seems I may have met a kindred spirit...”

Sebastian x MC moodboard

by simply-slytherin

#sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #sebastian x mc #slytherin #slytherin reader #slytherin mc #hogwartslegacy #sebastian x reader #slytherin moodboard #sebastian sallow moodboard #moodboard #hogwarts legacy moodboard

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blueraineshadows · 1 year

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MC x Ominis Gaunt

Midnight Melody

( GN fluff SFW)

No amount of tossing and turning was going to make the bed any more comforting, in fact, the sheets were now twisted about MC's legs and the pillow just wasn't sitting right at all. Behind closed eyelids came the haunting, flashing images of spell casting flashing through the dark, bodies laying face down in the dirt, rough voices carrying threats echoed in their ears. There was a tightness in MC's chest. No matter how many times they delivered death, it just never got any easier.

With a sigh of defeat, MC untangled themselves from the bed sheets and padded softly across the worn rug of the dormitory floor. Bare foot and in thin, cotton pyjamas, MC shivered as they followed the metal grating towards the Slytherin common room. The thought of a warm cup of cocoa and a roaring fire quickened their steps. Hopefully the common room would be deserted at this ungodly hour, but as MC neared the steps, the soft sounds of the piano reached their ears.

MC paused in the central room, the lure of the fire was tempting, but the delicate melody drifting from the other end of the room proved more intriguing. MC tiptoed carefully towards the sound, peering around the corner to where the piano stood and held their breath. There seated before the instrument was Ominis Gaunt, his pale, slender fingers dancing delicately along the keys.

The melody was soft, melancholy, and it seemed to swirl around MC, luring them in until nothing else seemed to matter. The tension in MCs chest began to loosen, replaced by an ache that they didn't understand. Standing there in the chilled room, the muted light chasing shadows of the ever shifting black lake through the windows, the music shrouded MC with a loneliness that seemed to swallow them whole.

The weight of the trials, the Keepers, this Ancient Magic that swirled with vigor through their veins, it all pressed down on MC. Almost 16 and a killer, wanted by dark wizards and goblin kind, weighed down by so much and yet, through it all, MC burned with the need to prove themselves. They ached with the need to be something, to mean something. Otherwise, it was all for nothing.

Ominis sat with a straight back, he was graceful, as always, his chin angled at that perfectly haughty tilt. MC lingered, watching him, wanting so much to take a step forward, but holding back. Ominis had been cold with them, suspicious of MC's motives towards Sebastian, angered at the time they spent together. MC never intended to push wedges between them, but at the same time, was not prepared to apologise for their friendship with Sebastian. If anything, MC wished for the opportunity to get to know Ominis better. The Gaunt family must have untold dark secrets and skeletons hidden away, and curiosity always got the better of MC. But it was the aura of something dark, something haunting that attracted MC more than anything. MC figured they weren't the only one who was kept awake by painful, lonely ghosts.

Ominis paused, his head tilting to one side, hands resting lightly on the keys. Silence descended upon the room and MC fancied they could hear the thuds of their heartbeat echoing off the stone walls.

"It would appear I have an audience," he said coolly. "I don't play for others, just for myself."

MC swallowed. "I...I'm sorry. Its just the music...it was so beautiful." Feeling foolish, MC twisted their fingers around the hem of their pyjama top. "I will leave you in peace, again, my apologies."

"Wait," Ominis said. He hadn't raised his voice, but it sounded like a command all the same. He beckoned with a pale hand. "I know that voice. Come closer, MC."

MC hesitated before padding softly towards the piano. Ominis patted the bench beside where he sat. "If you must listen, do it here rather than skulking in the corner."

MC stood and eyed the small bench, then Ominis. That was awfully close. The corner of Ominis' mouth twitched upwards. "Come now, I don't bite."

MC shivered and moved to sit on the seat. One so pale as Ominis was, it led one to imagine that he would feel cold to the touch, but MC found that warmth radiated from him. Their thighs brushed a little, the thin cotton of MCs pyjama bottoms no barrier against the warm flesh of his leg through his trousers.

"Do you play?" He asked.

"Not even a little," MC sighed. "I envy anyone who can play."

"You could always learn. You appear to be a fast learner, and then there is your stubborn streak when it comes to getting things just so."

MC stared open mouthed. His eyes glittered in the shadows, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. "Come now, tell me what you'd like me to play. Perhaps I can chase the shadows back a little."

MC almost gasped aloud. It was like he had seen into their thoughts. MC pressed both hands between their thighs as if in a prayer, feeling nervous all of a sudden. What if he did bite?

"What you were playing before, I quite liked it," MC said carefully.

"Awfully melancholy though, don't you think?" He said. "Perhaps something a little lighter?"

"Oh, I don't know, "MC said shyly. They looked around the deserted common room. "Melancholy seems to be rather apt right now."

Ominis looked thoughtful as he smoothed his finger tips over the ivory keys. "Hmm, as you wish."

He began to play again and MC watched. Not his hands on the keys, although the fluidity of his movement was beautiful, no, MC watched his face. The emotion playing out across his fine boned features was beautiful in a different way. It brought a pang to MCs heart to realise that Ominis had no idea what he looked like, he had no idea how captivating he was lost in this moment. Entranced by both music, and him, MC was unaware of how close they had leaned towards Ominis, caught in his gravity.

Ominis played to the end, took his hands from the keys and sat there quietly as if waiting.

"You are a gifted player, Ominis," MC said softly, breaking the silence. "Thank you for letting me share it."

He inclined his head in acknowledgement. He had the most beautifully shaped lips. "You're welcome."

MC shifted on the bench, suddenly too aware of the press of his thigh, his warmth. A flush coloured their cheeks. "I should go and try to get some sleep," MC mumbled. They made to stand, but long fingers reached to clasp their wrist, the grip cool and firm.

"We got off to an unfortunate start, you and I", he said. "I regret that."

"As do I"

Ominis nodded. "Well, if it should interest you, I will be here again tomorrow night. Perhaps I can play for you again."

MCs breath hitched a little. "That would interest me very much."

His lips twitched a little, lifting in the corners. The pad of his thumb swept across the inside of MCs wrist. "Let me be clear. This isn't something I extend for just anyone. Come alone, don't even mention it to Sebastian."

"Then, why me?" MC held their breath.

He turned his head towards them, his eyes eerily meeting theirs as if he could see right into MCs soul. "Indeed," he whispered. His grip on their wrist subtly tightened for an instant before he gently let them go. "Until tomorrow then."

"Good night, Ominis." MC stood and moved to touch him on the shoulder but stopped, swallowing hard. What had just happened here? The thought was almost too much to answer, so MC turned and padded quickly away. Cocoa and comforting fire forgotten, they hurried back to their twisted bed sheets. The tightness had returned to their chest, but it was a different kind of tightness. It was more like expectation now.

Burying their face into the pillow, MC tried not to think of graceful hands and beautiful lips, the warmth of thigh against thigh and a melody so haunting it hurt. Tomorrow night felt a long way away, but the anticipation was sweet enough, that MC found a smile in the darkness.

There is now a part 2 to this little fiction. Thank you x

#hogwarts legacy fanfic #ominis gaunt #ominis x mc #slytherin mc #ominis imagine #ominis gaunt x mc

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