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SANTA, TELL ME. draco malfoy

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IN WHICH… Draco Malfoy no longer enjoys Christmas, especially not when he has to stay at Hogwarts while all his friends are gone. But a certain bright-eyed Hufflepuff is glad to keep him company.

( draco x hufflepuff! reader )

“Santa, tell me if he really cares. ‘Cause I can’t give it all away if he won’t be here next year.”

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Draco couldn’t remember when he had started to dislike Christmas. Maybe it was during his second year when he had to stay at Hogwarts for the winter and ever since then, he was required to do the same every year.

Draco mindlessly stared at the wrapped gifts his parents had sent him early. The cold Slytherin room was empty, everybody but Draco at home with their families.

The blond teenager was curled up on the soft couch, listening to the fire crackle and watching as the logs burned. Having had enough of wallowing in self pity, Draco slipped into a thick blazer and walked out of the common room.

He wandered around the halls, the sound of loud and joyful laughter catching his attention. He peeked out of the window, his nose slightly wrinkling when he saw Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. They were with two other girls that weren’t that annoying know-it-all, Hermione Granger.

Draco recognized one of them as Y/N L/N, a Hufflepuff who was unusually good at potions. The other girl was a dark-haired Ravenclaw with a stern beauty that contrasted Y/N’s soft features.

The group of four were playing in the snow, throwing it at each other and laughing when their noses turned red from the cold.

Y/N wore her yellow scarf which sorely clashed with her tight blue and white striped blouse, greyish-brown skirt, and puffy white jacket. She seemed to have fleece lined tights on because she wasn’t shivering.

Draco tore his eyes away from the happy friends and frowned. Even with his companions, they were never that carefree. But how Draco wished they could be. It must be great not having to worry about your every move and who you were friends with, who you liked, and who you were going to marry.

In a way, he envied Y/N. She was a pureblood brought up by muggle parents with no harsh expectations or demands.

On paper, she was a sacred pure but in every Slytherin’s eyes, she would always be an outcast. She was at every prestigious party in her bright and stunning yellow dresses, effortlessly sticking out like a sore thumb.

Draco released a sigh and ran a hand through his blond hair. He didn’t know what to do with Blaise and all his other friends gone. He had heard Nott was going on a trip to Paris. Wonderful.

Pansy was going to Italy.

Crabbe and Goyle were planning to visit a famous restaurant in London.

Millicent Bulstrode was going to New York.

And Matteo… the poor son of Lord Voldemort was stuck in the same orphanage his father had landed in decades ago. In the same room too.

Draco walked with no destination in mind until he ended up at the front gates of Hogwarts. He looked up, staring as the snowflakes dropped. Slowly, he stepped forward into the thick snow. He sank down into it and the cold offered a strange sense of comfort.

He had not been planning to go outside so he was wrongly dressed. Draco shivered slightly as the snow landed on his pale face. His cheeks were flushed red and his hands felt frozen. He wouldn’t be surprised if they were.

“You’re going to catch a cold.”

Draco hadn’t even noticed Y/N approaching him, her scarf in her hand. “If you plan to stay outside,” She uttered, trying to hand him the yellow clothing, “At least wear this.”

Draco looked her up and down, wondering why she was even talking to him. All he did was bully her friends, at least the ones in Gryffindor. Draco and his posse seemed to leave everybody else alone.

“You helped me last month. So I’m returning the favor.” Y/N brightly smiled and Draco felt his face heat up, much to his dismay.

Draco thought for a moment before he realized what Y/N was talking about. It was true, he had helped her but only because that boy who was trying to flirt with Y/N was making a fool of Slytherin and he didn’t approve of making girls uncomfortable.

“Ah.” Draco murmured, staring down at the scarf. He slowly reached out to grab it. “He deserved it.”

“Matteo punched him.” Y/N piped up, reminding Draco of what had happened. Yes, Matteo had punched the idiotic boy while Draco stood on the sidelines, merely watching. “His nose started bleeding. I’m all for defending people but was that necessary?”

“He’s done it before. Matteo only wanted to teach him a lesson. Sexual harassment is no joke. That boy has tried peeking up girl’s skirts so my statement still stands. He deserved it.” Draco uttered it more firmly this time.

“Where is Matteo anyway?” Y/N looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of the brunette boy. “I thought he would’ve stayed behind.”

“I’m not sure why he went back to the orphanage.” Draco wasn’t the best at small talk, especially not with friendly people. But Y/N didn’t seem to notice as she rambled on.

She was relatively good friends with Matteo. She was one of the few who could get away with talking to him and not receiving a glare in return.

“He told me he was staying behind but maybe he didn’t want to be alone again, since he assumed you were leaving too. He kind of envies you and your family trips. He’s envious because you actually have a family.” Y/N paused, slowly covering her mouth. “Ah… I wasn’t supposed to tell you that… sorry.”

She lifted her head, locking gazes with Draco. “You’ll… keep this between us, right?” She sheepishly smiled, “I swear I don’t usually spill people’s secrets…”

Draco shrugged. “I wouldn’t be able to do much with that information anyway.” The blond hair turned around to walk away, but he realized he was still holding Y/N’s scarf. “I changed my mind. I’m going back inside. I assume you’ll be staying out here for a while so take this back. We don’t want you to freeze.”

Draco wrapped Y/N’s scarf around her neck, nodding. There was a slither of a smile on his lips before he spun around and strutted off.

“Why were you talking with Malfoy?” Harry approached Y/N as soon as Draco left.

She hummed in surprise and slightly jumped. “What? Oh. He’s not so bad. He’s actually… somewhat nice.”

Harry scoffed and rolled his emerald green eyes. “Malfoy? Nice? As if. Anyway, we’re going to walk around the pine woods. Wanna join?”

Y/N shook her head and beamed. “No. I’m good. I’m a little tired so I’ll see you inside.” Harry smiled back at her before jogging over to Ron and Anna, the Ravenclaw girl.

Y/N pushed past the large wooden doors, walking back into the warmth of the Hogwarts castle. The fire in the Great Hall crackled as Y/N entered, intent on warming her hands. But she found Draco standing in front of the Christmas tree, staring at it in wonder and awe and sadness.

“It’s pretty, isn’t it?” Y/N snuck up behind Draco, startling him.

“Jeez! Merlin’s sake, L/N, don’t sneak up on me like that!” Draco stormed out of the Great Hall while Y/N poured and huffed.

“Hmph. What’s his problem? He was fine before.” She shook her head in annoyance as she warmed her freezing body by the fireplace. “Slytherins really are bipolar…”

Though, Y/N couldn’t help but feel sorry for Draco. She knew he was the only one in the common room because Matteo had told her everybody always went home. Pansy confirmed it.

Y/N and Pansy weren’t close but they had worked on a group project together and for along relatively well. Unbeknownst to Y/N, Pansy tried her best to hate the kind Hufflepuff but she never could.

Y/N could hear footsteps approaching the hall and assuming it was Harry, Y/N didn’t turn around. She should’ve because as soon as she caught sight of blond hair in a reflection, she knew it was Draco.

“Come to yell at me some more?” She asked, a joking tone to her question.

“You helped decorate the Great Hall, right?” Draco inquired, getting straight to the point.

“Yeah, I guess so. Why?”

“I need you to decorate the Slytherin common room.” Draco held up a pouch of money, “I’m willing to pay.”

Y/N glanced at him as he jingled the coins. She shrugged. “Nah. I’ll do it for free. Let’s go!” She linked arms with Draco and dragged him to the supply closet where the extra decorations were being been kept.

“Why do I need to help you?” Draco grumbled as Y/N shoved the boxes into his arms. She huffed.

“What? You think I could carry all this by myself? Hey,” She poked Draco’s shoulder, “There’s things even I can’t do alone. Besides, you’re strong. Use it for something helpful.”

Y/N turned away, which relieved Draco because he refused to let her see his flushed cheeks.

“Wow, it really isn’t decorated at all. That’s surprising, especially on Christmas Eve. The Hufflepuff common room is almost too shiny with all the tinsel.” Y/N looked around the Slytherin Chamber in disappointment. At least they had their Christmas tree up, though it was a very sad and bland one. She frowned. “How do you guys live like this?”

“I helped you carry the boxes. I trust you’ll be able to do the rest.” Draco dropped the boxes full of decorations and hurried off.

“Huh? Wait! You don’t expect me to do it alone! I need to socialise! I’ll die if I don’t talk to people!”

Draco slammed his dorm door shut, making Y/N sigh. “He’s only nice when Matteo is around.” She mumbled, “Does he have a crush on him or something? I wouldn’t be surprised. He keeps turning down girls, even Pansy. And she’s gorgeous.”

Y/N sorted through all the tinsel, sighing. “I suppose if I were a boy, I’d go for Pansy. Or Hermione. Maybe Luna?” She picked all the green tinsel strings, making sure to leave every single red-colored one in the box.

“Daphne Greengrass or whatever her name is would be a good choice too.” Y/N uttered as she wrapped the green tinsel around the stair rail. “Hm, who else? Ah! Cho Chang! Cedric sure is lucky to be dating her. I’m almost jealous!”

Y/N sighed as she hung ornaments on the lonely Christmas tree. “Ginny would also be on the list I guess. She’s a total badass. Why won’t Harry notice her? If I were him, I’d fall in love instantly.”

She checked fireplace, and made sure to add some more wood to the flames to keep them ignited. “Pansy, Hermione, Luna, Daphne, Cho, and Ginny. A strong lineup. What about the boys? Matteo is handsome but I only see him as a friend. Lorenzo I would get with. Cedric? Maybe. Oliver? Yes. Dating Harry or Ron would be a little weird so maybe not. Besides, I ship Hermione and Ron.”

This went on for quite some time. Y/N had made amazing progress while talking to herself. The chamber was almost unrecognisable. Draco, who was cooped up in his room, clenched his jaw. He was covering his ears, trying to ignore Y/N’s annoying rambling.

But she kept talking. Over and over again. About useless topics too. Finally, Draco had enough. He pulled open his door and was about to yell something until he heard Y/N mention his name.

“Draco? Hm… I don’t know. Am I supposed to call him Malfoy? I feel like we’re on relatively good terms. Would I date him? A solid maybe. He’s so handsome but he’s a little bipolar. If only he was a little nicer. I wouldn’t mind kissing him.”

Draco slowly lifted his head, hanging onto every word Y/N spoke. If he was a little nicer… she’d kiss him?

“I’m going out. The room looks great. Thanks, Y/N.” Draco hurriedly grabbed her hand, pressing an innocent kiss to her knuckles before he hurried off.

“Did he… just say thank you?” Y/N huffed in disbelief. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard his say that.” She looked at her hand, still able to feel the ghost of Draco’s lips against her skin.

Draco had never been a nice person from the start but he figured the way to Y/N’s heart was to get on neutral terms with Potter.

Speaking of the devil, Draco could see Harry, Ron, and Anna walking into the castle.

“Morning, Potter.” Draco uttered as he passed the trio, trying his best not to scowl. “And Weasley and, I’m sorry, I don’t know your last name but I like your black hair.”

Once Draco was out of earshot, Ron and Harry shared a disturbed look. “Was he… poisoned or something?” Ron asked, “I prefer when Malfoy’s mean! It’s scary when he’s nice.”

“Hey, guys!” Y/N jogged towards her friends, wildly waving at them. “Have you guys seen Draco?”

“Yeah. He went that way. But he was acting super weird. What did you say to him to make him greet us and tell Anna he likes her hair.” Ron scoffed, “Or did you slip a potion into his drink?”

“Huh? I didn’t say anything!” Y/N exclaimed. She paused. “Oh… well, I did say I would kiss him if he was a little nicer. But I was talking to myself.”

“Bloody hell, Y/N.” Harry uttered. “Malfoy probably fancies you.”

“What?” Y/N tilted her head to the side.

“If you think about it, it makes sense.” Anna retorted. “I mean, he’s always trying to talk to you. He doesn’t bully you and he seems to stay away from bullying your friends as well. I mean, Harry and Ron and ‘Mione excluded.”

Y/N sighed. “That doesn’t prove anything. Do you know where he went? I need to ask him about the decorations. I’m decorating the Slytherin chamber.”

“He walked outside. Probably to Hogsmeade to go on a shopping spree for himself.” Ron quietly scoffed.

“Tell me if you see him, ‘kay?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Y/N walked back to the chamber, staring at the work she had done. The Slytherin common room looked much more comforting and welcoming now. She smiled proudly, placing her hands on her hips.

“Looks good, Y/N.” She happily high-fived herself. Y/N sat down on the couch, slightly slouching. She waved her wand around while mumbling a small charm, smiling as snowflakes floated around.

Hours eventually passed and Draco still hadn’t returned. Y/N had finished decorating and she had refurbished the fire as well. She was so bored she eventually found a way into Draco’s dorm and cleaned it too.

“Santa, tell me, if you’re really there. Don’t make me fall in love again if he won’t be here next year.” Y/N quietly sang, humming the beat to the muggle song. She had went to fetch Hermione’s gift, a small radio that played all kinds of songs. Y/N was enjoying it very much.

She grinned as she happily swung her legs. She stood up to check on the fire, slightly dancing.

The chorus played again, and this time Y/N sang louder.

At that time, Draco walked in. He froze, watching as Y/N surprisingly hit all the high notes in the Ariana Grande song.

Draco slowly smiled, strutting towards Y/N. He tapped her shoulder, “You’re a good singer.” He complimented her.

“Oh… thanks. What took you so long? I finished ages ago.”

“And you didn’t leave?”

“I, uh… didn’t wanna leave you alone.” Y/N sheepishly smiled. “Oh, what’s that?” She pointed at the bag in Draco’s arms. “A gift for your friend?”

“I guess you could say that… but she’s not really my friend. More like someone I owe.” Draco held out the bag, shoving it into Y/N’s hands. “For you. Merry… early Christmas.”

Draco looked away, trying to his his reddening ears.

Y/N tilted her head to the side before she opened the bag, gasping softly. “What the… Draco… this must’ve cost a fortune.” Inside was a freshly pressed Burberry blazer.

“I overheard that you were going to Paris in Winter next year and it snows there occasionally, so I bought you something to keep you warm.”

“Oh… it’s lovely, Draco.” Y/N smiled, feeling the fabric. “I love it. Thank you… so much.” She couldn’t contain her laugh of happiness.

“That’s not all.” Draco reached in, pulling out a jewelry box. “Vivienne Westwood.” He uttered, showing her the beautiful silver necklace.

Y/N gasped again. “You didn’t have to do this… you spent way too much money, Draco.”

“I wanted to do this. Consider it my thanks for decoration. It looks great. Turn around so I can put this on you.”

Y/N slowly spun around, feeling Draco’s cold hands against her neck. He gently pushed her hair aside, lingering for a moment too long. He put the necklace around her neck, carefully clasping it.

“Thank you.” Y/N grasped the pendant, smiling. “I love it. And I love the blazer too.”

Draco was still standing behind her, not wanting to move as he inhaled the smell of her sweet perfume.

“Y/N.” He whispered, “Can I…” Draco hesitated, “Can I kiss you?”

“What?” Y/N turned around in shock, staring at him with wide eyes. Draco, misunderstanding it as rejection, frowned.

“Sorry. I just blurted it out. I didn’t mean it.”

The clock in the common room loudly chimed as it reached twelve o’clock, a reminder of what day it was now. Christmas.

Y/N reached out, grabbing Draco and pulled him forward. She quickly kissed him and shyly pulled away, her cheeks flushed bright red just like Draco’s ears.

“Merry Christmas, Draco.”

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uhohwhathaveidone · 1 year

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hello ! I read your fic about Sebastian. I can't stop smiling while reading your fic. I love you and your fics so much!

And do you mind if I ask you something about Sebastian and the Hufflepuff Readers?

One time I was reading a book with a friend in the library. Everything was fine until a guy walked past my table and I couldn't stop looking at him. I didn't even know I was reading the book upside down. Even though it was a short time, I still remember that moment well. Like love at first sight!

So I would like to request a similar situation for Sebastian and the lovely Hufflepuff readers.

I've never turned my book upside down while distracted by a pretty person, but I have sadly forgotten how to eat. That's a story for another time though.

Flipside (S.S)

I'm glad you've been enjoying! I hope you like this one even more <3 I need to stop using Ominis for blind jokes, though, I might have to put myself in the corner if I do it again, but it's ok because I can't see either. Good Charlotte is currently playing, life is good, <3

Sebastian leaned his head onto his hand, looking down at the table as he waited for class to start. Ominis sat beside him, having switched places with Poppy, listening to the many conversations that happened around them. Sebastian stifled a yawn as he rubbed his eyes, the grogginess of the morning still sitting over his head. He looked around the room, watching as students talked with their partners at their tables, watching for a moment as Natty sat alone, looking down at her book. He shook his head as he turned to Ominis, “Did you have trouble sleeping last night?” Ominis looked at him, confused. “No. Why?” Sebastian shrugged as he sighed. “I couldn’t sleep last night, kept tossing and turning.” Ominis furrowed his brows.

“Perhaps it’s because it was our first night back. You tend to get restless the night before we start classes.” Ominis said. The sound of a door opening sounded as he talked, yellow and black robes quickly passing through. It caught Sebastian’s eye, who tuned Ominis out as he watched you look around, confused. Professor Ronen walked over to you and greeted you, gesturing to the tables for you to take a seat. Natty perked up, waving to you as you walked over, patting the seat next to her. Sebastian watched you sit down and fit your robe, a shy smile on your face as you talked with Natty. “Sebastian? Are you listening to me?” Ominis asked, nudging Sebastian’s shoulder with his own.

Sebastian quickly looked over to Ominis, blinking as he tried to refocus himself. “What was that?” He asked, glancing around. Ominis sighed as he shook his head. “We were talking, remember? Did you fall asleep?” Sebastian shook his head, glancing over to you again. You made eye contact for a split second before you quickly turned your head back to Natty, a small blush gracing your cheeks as you continued to talk with your new friend. “You’re doing it again, Sebastian.” Ominis said, pinching his side. Sebastian jumped slightly, huffing as he swatted Ominis’ hand away. “I’m not sleeping! Just…distracted is all.” Ominis shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“I heard the door open. Though, I didn’t recognize the footsteps.” Ominis said, turning his head as he listened to his surroundings. “Has someone caught your eye, perhaps?” Sebastian scoffed, still unable to comprehend how Ominis’ hearing was so good. Ominis smiled as Sebastian remained silent, moving to poke his side again. “Stop that! I was just looking around.” Sebastian hissed, keeping his voice low as he slapped Ominis’ hand once again. Ominis chuckled, shaking his head as he fixed his seat. Professor Ronen clapped his hands together as he walked through the middle of the classroom. Sebastian tuned him out as he began to talk, stealing glances at you as you watched, confused. He watched as Natty slid her book over to you, only for it to be whisked away in an instant and sent to the professor. “No time to study now, of course!” He said, and Sebastian watched as your cheeks brightened in embarrassment, causing a small smile to tug at the corner of his mouth.

The professor kept talking, but Sebastian still didn’t listen, his mind running in circles as he watched your face change every few moments, usually switching between amazement and confusion. It was only when Ominis elbowed him did Sebastian tune back in, watching as students began to stand up. “What are we doing?” He asked, earning a small laugh from his friend. “Accio. You use it to bring something towards you.” Sebastian nodded as he grabbed his wand. “Grab your book, it’s safer to use.” Ominis continued, pointing his wand at the book on the table. Sebastian sighed, picking it up and holding it in his hands. He watched Ominis raise his wand and cast the spell, feeling the book being ripped out of his hands. His eyes widened as he watched it fly back to Ominis, who held his hand out as it landed, grabbing it, and smiling. “Your turn.” Sebastian readied his wand, narrowing his eyes as he watched the book.

“Accio!” Sebastian turned his head as you shouted the spell, watching as you smiled happily when the book flew into your hand. “Sebastian!” Ominis shouted, feeling the book fly from his hand. You had said the spell at the same time, and Sebastian had immediately forgotten what he had just summoned to him, feeling the hard spine of the book hit him in the chest. He groaned slightly as the book fell into his hand, frowning as he looked at the spot where he had been hit. Ominis tried to hide his laugh behind his hand, knowing that Sebastian would complain later about a bruise. Sebastian looked around, noticing that you had seen the whole thing and had a slightly worried expression on your face, meanwhile Natty stood there, holding in her own laugh. “It was a fluke, won’t happen again.” Sebastian said, mainly to himself. Ominis raised a brow as he shook his head. “Of course, now let me try again.”

Sebastian stood with Ominis as they listened to Professor Ronen speak, mentioning that they would be trying different activities the next day to help practice. Ominis nudged Sebastian again, “You definitely need practice, so pay attention.” He whispered. Sebastian only shook his head, waiting for the class to be dismissed. He looked across the room again, finding you standing next to Natty still, a smile on your face as Natty whispered something in your ear. “You are dismissed!” Ronan shouted, gesturing for everyone to gather their items. Sebastian hung by the door, watching you grab your bag and book when the professor asked you to stick around for a moment. You nodded as you slid the book into your bag, slinging it over your shoulder as you walked over to him.

Ominis sighed beside Sebastian, kicking his foot as he turned to walk away. “Let’s go, before whoever it is you’re staring at thinks you’re going to kill them.” Sebastian scoffed as he slowly turned to walk with Ominis, fixing the strap of his bag. “I do not have that kind of face, Ominis.” Ominis shrugged, turning his head to Sebastian. “And how should I know?” “You can’t keep using that excuse-“ “Watch me, because I surely can’t.”

Finally parting ways with Ominis, Sebastian headed for the greenhouse. He kicked a stone as he walked, wondering where you would be while he was stuck in Herbology. Yellow looked good on you, he thought, and just by the way you had acted in Charms, he knew that you fit into the Hufflepuff house perfectly. He liked your smile; it was bright and looked good on you. He also liked how your voice sounded with his own, only hearing it that one time when you both shouted Accio. He hoped that you didn’t think he was weird, if you had noticed all the times he looked at you. He sighed as he reached the doors to the greenhouse, slipping through them and taking a seat at one of the tables.

He reached into his bag and brought out one of the books for the class, flipping through the pages as he passed the time. He tuned out the voices that spilled into the room as his thoughts began to wander again; right back to you. It was as if you had a charm placed on you, drawing him to you. You looked great, nice too. Even from across the room Sebastian could see the twinkle in your eyes when Ronan had caused the book in front of you to fly towards him. You blushed too, right? When you made eye contact, Sebastian swore you had blushed for a moment. Did he really make a fool of himself in front of you on the first day, too distracted by you to catch the book he had summoned to him?

Professor Garlick’s cherry voice brought Sebastian back, greeting you as you walked in. Sebastian’s eyes widened as he watched you walk in, a smile on your face as you greeted Garlick. He kept his head low as he watched you converse with her, pretending to read the pages he had in front of him. You nodded as Garlick explained the basics of the class to you, that twinkle in your eye coming back. You were closer now, and Sebastian found himself looking into your eyes; they looked like gems in the sunlight, twinkling in excitement as you learned more about what you would be going over in class. His eyes widened as he quickly brought his attention back to his book, watching as Garlick gestured for you to take a seat. He stared at the pages, not bothering to read them as he watched you in the corner of his eye, slightly panicking as you made your way over to him.

You took a seat beside him, smiling as you greeted him. “Hello! I’m y/n.” Your smile was sweet, and Sebastian found himself talking before he could even catch up. “Sebastian, it’s nice to meet you.” You nodded as you reached into your bag. “I saw what happened in Charms. How’s your chest?” Sebastian’s eyes widened as he set the book down, a slight heat creeping to his cheeks. “You saw that?” You nodded, grabbing a book from your bag. “It’s a tough book, I hope you didn’t hurt yourself too bad.” Sebastian scoffed, trying to brush off the fact that it did, in fact, hurt a lot. “I’m fine. A little book isn’t going to stop me.” You chuckled, looking over at him. “Speaking of which, what chapter are we going over? The professor didn’t say when I walked in.” Quickly, Sebastian felt behind him for the book, still turned to you. “Uh, let me see.” He held the book up as he scanned the page, his brows furrowing as he tried to understand what he was reading.

“That’s weird…Did I grab the wrong book?” He asked quietly, mostly to himself. You laughed as you watched him, noticing the title of the book was upside down. You watched for a dew more moments, watching as Sebastian stuttered to himself as he tried to comprehend the words, a slight blush to his cheeks. “Sebastian?” He froze, hearing his name leave your lips easily as if you had said it all your life. He peeked over the book at you, using its pages to hide the pink that had grown darker. You smiled at him, taking the book from his hands. “I believe you have it upside down.” You flipped it back to the proper side, handing it back to Sebastian as his eyes widened in embarrassment. “I knew that. I was just testing you, that’s all.” He stuttered, earning another laugh from you. “Of course. Did I pass?” “With flying colours.”

The two of you chatted throughout the class, Sebastian quietly making jokes about certain plants to make you laugh. You pointed to an illustration of a Mandrake on one of the pages, mimicking its face as you scrunched up your nose. Sebastian thought it was adorable. As the class ended, Sebastian waited by the doors for you; not having anyone to walk with, or Ominis telling him he was creepy for waiting. You talked with the professor for a few minutes, glancing over every now and then and sending Sebastian a smile. He smiled back, his heart skipping a beat each time you sent that smile to him. It was intoxicating; Sebastian almost thought you had slipped him a love potion. He shook his head as you walked over to him, opening the door for you as you passed. He quickly followed behind, walking by your side. “What’s your next class, then?” He asked, putting his hands into the pockets of his robe. You bit your lip as you tried to remember, furrowing your brows. “Potions, if I’m not mistaken.” Sebastian’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that he too had potions next. “Great! I’ll walk with you then since we’re going to the same place.” You smiled as you nodded, taking a breath as a breeze blew by. It cooled Sebastian’s face as he fought the heat that continued to rise to his cheeks, grateful for the bright sun; it would be a great cover story for why he was so red. “Let’s hope your books aren’t upside down this time, or that you don’t get attacked with any either.” You joked, earning a scoff from Sebastian. “I have a great relationship with books, I’ll have you know.” “Clearly.”

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