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atypicalamortentia · 4 months

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They Think You're Cheating On Them/Jealousy

Synopsis - The hogwarts legacy boys think you're cheating on them/they get jealous.

Warnings - Mentions of sex/sexual acts.

Note - All characters aged up to 18+!

Word Count - 1.8k.

{Caffeinate Me}

SEBASTIAN SALLOW is toxic as fuck. He thinks you're cheating on him the moment you say ‘hello’ to another guy. Hell, he even has his suspicions about your relationship with Ominis from time-to-time. This time it was because Leander asked you what the potions homework was. Sebastian had stalked you out of the classroom and pulled you into an empty broom cupboard, pressing your back against the wall, snarling at you. “What was it this time?” He snapped, arm closing you in against the wall.

You immediately knew what he was talking about and rolled your eyes. “He just asked me what the potions homework was.”

“Yeah, sure,” Sebastian scoffed as he rolled his eyes.

“I’m being serious Sebastian,” you said. Your voice held a stern tone hoping he would see how irrational he was being.

“So what? You were just talking to him?” He asked, voice sounding unconvinced.

“Yes!”

“Psht, sure, if that’s what you call your mouth around another man’s cock then that’s what it was,” Sebastian snapped.

You pushed him away from you lightly and growled. “Sebastian, you're being stupid. You’re with me all the time. Even if I wanted to cheat on you, which I don’t, I’d never have the time!”

Sebastian grinned at your statement and it seemed like you had actually gotten through to him without the usual huge argument. His hand cupped your chin and he pulled your face close to his. “You’re mine, sweetheart. You’ll do good to remember that.” Now it was your turn to scoff. You rolled your eyes as Sebastian pressed his lips to yours softly. “I only worry because I love you. I can’t lose you Y/N.”

“You will if you keep acting like this,” you whisper between his lips. You knew that wasn’t the case though. You had it down bad for the brown-haired Slytherin. He could ‘Crucio’ you out of anger and you’d still stay with him.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled after a few moments.

“It’s okay Sebastian, but you can’t keep accusing me of cheating anytime another man looks at me,” you say seriously.

“Why don’t you let me show you just how sorry I am?” Sebastian smirks, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the broom closet and to the empty Slytherin dorm where he would show you just who you truly belong to.

OMINIS GAUNT will just talk to you about it whenever he suspects that you might be cheating on him. He’s not as insecure as Sebastian and sometimes just needs reassurance that you love him and no one else. You’re sitting in Defence Against The Dark Arts when he grabs your hand and whispers in your ear. “You love me, right?”

You look at him with a shocked expression. Even though he couldn’t see you, you knew that he could sense your surprise. “Of course I do Ominis.”

“And you’d never cheat on me, right?”

“Where is all this coming from?” You ask, instead of answering his question. This makes the blonde raise an eyebrow and repeat his question.

“You’d never cheat on me, right?”

“Never!” You exclaim, squeezing his hand. “Where’s all this coming from?” You asked again.

“Just… I heard you and Sebastian whispering to each other this morning during breakfast and I suppose,” he let out a breathy sigh. “I suppose I just got a little insecure.”

You continue to squeeze his hand and smile at him softly. “We were talking about your birthday present,” you say. “I didn’t want you to hear what I’ve got you. That’s all.”

“Do you promise?”

“I promise,” you said, linking your pinky finger with his. This seemed to satisfy Ominis, who leaned his head into your shoulder and hummed with approval.

GARRETH WEASLEY constantly watches the way Sebastian is around you and always thinks something is going on between the two of you, but he’s not as toxic as Sebastian is. He will make jokes about it, but sometimes he can get really insecure. The two of you were fighting when this recent comment left his lips and as soon as he said it, he regretted it. “Well why don’t you tell your boyfriend Sebastian all about it!” Garreth shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. Your eyes widened at his comment, and you were slightly hurt.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You asked, narrowing your eyebrows.

Garreth didn’t want to admit he was in the wrong, so he continued to dig his own grave. “You heard me. Why don’t you tell your boyfriend all about it.”

“He’s just a friend, you know that Garreth. We’ve been over this numerous times.”

“He looks at you like a lovesick puppy!” Garreth retorted.

“And I look at you like a lovesick puppy. Garreth, so what if he does? I’m in love with you, not him.”

“I don’t know that,” he pouted, calming down slightly at your words.

You let out an exasperated sigh and sat down next to him on his bed, placing a hand on his thigh. “Listen, Garreth. I understand you get jealous, or insecure, whatever it is but there’s no need to throw a friendship in my face.”

It was Garreth’s turn to sigh next as he realised how stupid he was being. “Yeah. I suppose you're right.”

“I’m sorry… What was that?” You asked, placing your hand by your ear.

Garreth grinned at your joking demeanour. Even when you were arguing you would still attempt to joke with him. “Shut up.”

“No seriously. You said I was what? Right?”

Garreth pushed you on the shoulder lightly until you fell back on to his bed. He quickly climbed on top of you and pressed soft kisses to your neck. “Yes. Yes. You’re right. I’m sorry.”

“You are forgiven,” you smile, a soft gasp leaving your lips as his cold lips touch your warm neck. He certainly showed you how sorry he was that night.

LEANDER PREWETT thinks something’s going on between you and Amit. When Amit invites you to look at the stars with him, or study, Leander puts his foot down. “No way. It’s a date. You’re my partner, not his.”

“Leander,” you hissed at him.

“What? No. I’m not having it.”

“It’s just a study session,” you reply sternly.

“So you want to go? You want to leave me and be with him instead? I knew something was going on with you two, I just knew it.”

“Woah!” You exclaimed, holding your hands up in the air defensively. “What do you mean? Leander, what’s going on?”

“You heard me,” he frowned, eyebrows pronounced.

“Yeah, but I thought I heard you insinuating that I was cheating on you?” You asked rhetorically. Leander just rolled his eyes and continued to flick through his potions book on his bed.

“If you wanna be with him so badly then just break up with me for fucks sake,” Leander snapped, causing you to wince at his sudden harshness.

“Leander… I don’t want to break up with you at all.”

He raised an eyebrow. You had clearly caught his attention now. He closed his potions book with a thud and looked at you in disbelief. “You don’t?”

“If I didn’t want to be with you, I wouldn’t be with you.”

It was then that he realised he was being irrational and immediately pulled you into a bone crushing hug. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” You gulped back tears and nodded. It wasn’t like Leander to snap at you like that, ever. Even when he was angry, he would always talk it out with you first, but when it came to other men or the possibility of you cheating on him he acted first and thought about it later. “Can you forgive me?”

You hesitated but replied, “of course I can. You just need to stop thinking I’m cheating on you whenever I hang out with somebody else. Leander, I’m not that type of person.”

“I know. I know. I’m sorry.” He pulled you closer to his body and pushed you down until you were laying on his bed. His body was pressed up against yours as he stroked your hair gently, almost soothingly. “It won’t happen again.”

“Won’t it?” You asked hopefully, even though you didn’t believe it. Leander nodded and kissed your cheek.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, you idiot.”

AMIT THAKKAR hates the way Garreth always jokes with you and attempts to get you in on his little schemes, so much so that he thinks that you’re actually cheating on him with Garreth. One day, while you’re studying astronomy together, Garreth approaches you with a cheeky grin on his face. “Guess what I did Y/N?” Garreth said, half-singing his words.

“Y/N doesn’t care,” Amit snapped at Garreth, causing the ginger to retreat back into the shadows from where he came. You stared at Amit, completely confused at his sudden outburst.

“What was all that about?” You asked softly, placing a hand on his arm.

“You’re cheating on me aren’t you? With him!” Amit accused you immediately. You sat back in your chair out of complete shock and just blinked at him. You couldn’t even justify him with an answer, but this only raised his suspicions even more. “Well?”

You could only cry out, “no!”

Amit looked slightly puzzled, as if he wasn’t expecting that answer. “You’re not?” He asked.

“You’re really asking me that?” You snapped, feeling your blood boil with anger. How dare he accuse you like that, especially with no evidence! Amit opened his mouth to speak but you interrupted him. “You don’t get to speak right now Amit. Who do you think I am? Some whore for the whole of Hogwarts to enjoy?”

“Well no-”

“Then why on earth do you think I’d be cheating on you?” You snapped, eyes burning a hole into his.

“It’s just the way he acts around you… Always bringing you in on his little pranks and joking around with you like you’re best friends.”

“We are friends. Not best friends, but we are friends,” you said sternly. “Amit, I’m allowed to have guy friends. Just like you’re allowed to have girl friends. If you don’t trust me, what’s the point in this relationship?”

“I do trust you!” He managed to rush out even though you assumed he was lying. “I don’t know what came over me. I guess I was just jealous and well, fed up of him coming on to you.”

“Next time you feel like this,just talk to me instead of blowing up at my friends,” you say. “Having doubts and worries is normal, but accusing me out of the blue isn’t.” Amit nodded at your reply and looked down at his book somewhat ashamed of himself.

After a few moments of silent studying, Amit finally spoke up again. “Y/N, I’m sorry. I hope you can forgive me.”

You wrapped your arm around his waist and pulled him closer to you. “Of course I can forgive you, but only if you promise me not to act this way again.”

“I promise,” he said, holding his pinky out for you to wrap yours around. You did so and smiled lovingly at him before continuing on with your studies.

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sebasluv · 1 year

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how i imagine sebastian and his emotional support hufflepuff:

(also why is he doing the rock’s eyebrows 😭)

hufflepuff stands for fluff, fight me (jkjk)

it is no surprise that you, a hufflepuff, got adopted by a young slytherin boy

every slytherin needs an emotional support hufflepuff, am i right?

it was a stormy night for students in hogwarts, and sebastian wasn’t having the best time, to be honest

walking around the castle before curfew is just the right thing to calm his mind…unless, he was met with a new problem

“why can’t this- work-“

“what are you doing?” sebastian appeared out of nowhere from the dark. glancing over your shoulder, he met with your enemy.

“erm- just trying to get a look of the stars tonight, astronomy class is trying to kill me,” you huffed as your telescope was placed on the table.

“you know that the storm isn’t going to make it better, right?” he shifted his weight onto one feet, resting his shoulder against the wall.

“i know, i just- it’s due tomorrow,” you sighed.

“let me help you, i know a spot,” he shuffled onto his feet.

“c’mon, m’ not gonna kill you, i am not that type of slytherin.”

“as if…led the way, please”

to say that sebastian adopted you from then on isn’t quite much of a lie

ominis noticed your presence from that day, he can feel that sebastian is bringing you around more often.

he wasn’t the biggest fan of strangers but you are someone special for his best friend, he knows that.

wandering around he castle has never been so entertaining before you met these two

of course, you are like the “mother” to the group

y/n: sebastian, no

sebastian: sebastian, yes

he loves loves loves love taking you out for some butterbeer

“you’ve got a foam on your lips,” he chuckled as he almost choked on his butterbeer.

“hey- that’s the secret to enjoying a butterbeer,” you huffed.

“fine, fine, just let me-“ he reached a hand out to wipe a foam off your lips.

“…thanks”

“a single mom who works two job-“ jk 💀

caring for them is the best thing in your life but also an tiring thing to do

feeding them, packing their bags, and definitely making sure sebastian have enough sleep.

“please, sebastian, when was the last time you’ve gotten enough sleep?”

“i dunno, like last five years?”

“c’mon,” you held out your hand as you dragged towards a discreet place in the library. setting him down, you patted your boy on a couch with all of the pillows you could find around there. “sleep tight, you need it,” you smiled.

“it’s just six o’clock,” he yawned.

“yes, it is, I’ll just be reading right there, a nap won’t hurt anything,” you ruffled his hair up as his eyelid fluttered.

of course, you can’t get in their common room. unless…

yes, sebastian broke you in (and yes, everybody knows you are the certified hufflepuff)

“are you sure this is a- good idea?”

“of course, it is always a good idea if you have me,” he chuckled as he lead your way down the slytherin dungeon. “aspiration…”

the empty brick wall suddenly shook and a slythering sensation turned into a shiny silver serpent. climbing up the wall, it reveals a hidden dark door, opening at your gaze.

“c’mon, go on,” he held your hands and dragged you in.

always caring for them, checked. even if it means one of those late nights, working on an assignment.

“you’ve got your notes and parchments?” you looked at them.

“yep” “yeah”

“and your inks?”

“…”

“c’mon, stop forgetting them, please,” you moved skillfully around the mess to put their inks in their bags.

“thanks, y/n”

of course, they are there when you needed them as well.

if you need a help jinxing someone, you know who to call

no one, i repeat, NO ONE. will treat you the wrong way (ahem, especially sebastian)

“her name is Persephoney,” a jacked headed slytherin stuck his tongue out at you and poppy.

“shut it, or you will regret it, perhaps you don’t mind if I just pulled your hair like…that?” you snickered back.

“what could a hufflepuff like you do? run along and tell the professor?”

“she could and do something much worse, be greatful for that,” sebastian backed you up, reaching a hand to rest on your shoulder. “now, back up.”

“ah, if it isn’t the charming slytherin, got into one of those hufflepuff’s jinx? how disgraceful,” he chuckled.

“at least she knows that a beast worth much more than an empty minded person, back up.”

“fine…let’s go,” without a second look, the slytherin was out of sight.

…

“you alright? poppy?”

“thanks”

“thank you, sebastian, he better know that us, hufflepuff, can do something far worst. we just have the decency to hold it back,” poppy giggled.

“yep, i know you lots can do unimaginable damages”

and you know i like to end it with a heartwarming great hall imagines

the great hall is buzzing with many students and delicious foods. but sebastian’s eyes will always find their ways wandering around the black and yellow table.

but finding you in one of them, comes as easy to him as breathing a fresh air into his system.

#sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow imagines #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy imagines #hogwarts legacy

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ahlyasimps · 1 year

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Two is Better Than One [S.S.] & [O.G.]

Pairing: Ominis Gaunt x Sebastian Sallow x GN Reader Summary: When you smell two unique scents in the Amortentia Potion, you wonder how you'll ever be able to decide between the two. But maybe you don't have to. A/N: Requested by nikathingz! I have two nostrils, one for each scent and I'll be putting them to good use.

Professor Sharp stood at the front of the classroom, a twinkle in his eye as he surveyed the eager faces of his students. "Today, we will be learning about one of the most powerful potions in existence," he announced. "The Amortentia Potion."

Everyone murmured excitedly, leaning forward in their seats as Professor Sharp began to explain the properties of the potion. You were equally as excited, after all this was the famed "love potion". "As you all know, the Amortentia Potion is a powerful love potion that produces a scent unique to each person who smells it," he said. "It's important to remember that this potion is not to be taken lightly, and can be dangerous if misused."

You listened intently as Professor Sharp described the ingredients and the brewing process for the Amortentia Potion. Your curiosity growing, what would you smell you wondered? You spotted movement out of the corner in your eye and turned to look at one of your desk partners. Sebastian Sallow, notorious troublemaking student and an incorrigible flirt. The two of you and Ominis Gaunt who was seated to your left had been friends for years at this point. They're both handsome in their own way, Sebastian had this youthful charm to him while Ominis was more refined and cold.

You admired Sebastian's skill and determination, and the way his eyes lit up when he talked about another late night trip down to the library or recounted one of his many duelling feats. But there was something about Omnis that intrigued you too, he might have seemed colder at first but he was probably one of the funniest people you knew. Always ready with a quick retort whenever the two of you banter.

Professor Sharp's voice drew you out of your reverie. "I'll demonstrate to you all the brewing process." He said, carefully measuring out the ingredients and explaining the steps as he went. Everyone watched in awe as the potion began to take shape, a shimmering pearlescent liquid that everyone was leaning forward to get a better look at. You could hear people whispering behind your back, wondering if they would get a chance to smell it.

"Now, who would like to volunteer to smell the potion and describe the scent?" Professor Sharp asked.

Several hands shot up, and the professor selected a Hufflepuff student named Lenora. She approached the potion with trepidation, inhaling deeply as she took in the scent.

"It smells like…old books and metal," she said, her eyes widening in surprise. "And there's something else…I can't quite put my finger on it."

Professor Sharp nodded approvingly. "Very good, Lenora. 10 points for Hufflepuff. That's exactly the kind of response we're looking for. Remember, the scent of the Amortentia Potion is different for everyone, depending on what they find most attractive."

The rest of the class took turns smelling the potion, each one describing a unique and intoxicating aroma. The air was thick with excitement and anticipation. As Ominis was sat to your left, when the potion came around, he would be the first to have a go between the three of you.

Finally, it was your turn. You took a deep breath and leaned over the potion, inhaling deeply. As you did, a rush of sensations flooded over you. You smelled the sweetness of cinnamon and vanilla, but there was something else too. A hint of musky scent that was familiar, yet foreign at the same time.

You looked around the room, trying to find the source of the scent. And that's when you saw him. Sebastian Sallow, sitting only to your right, his eyes fixed on you. Suddenly, everything made sense. You had always been drawn to him, and now you knew why. You were in love with him.

But as you turned to ask Ominis what he smelled, you caught a whiff of a new scent in the potion. It was his scent. While different from Sebastian's, it was equally as alluring. It was the scent of freshly cut wood, mixed with a subtle hint of cologne and was.. that peppermint? Your heart skipped a beat as you realized that you were in love with him too. But this was a rare case, normally people only smelled one scent belong to one person. You smelled two unique scents in that potion.

You looked back and forth between Sebastian and Ominis, feeling torn. How could you choose between them? They were both so different, yet both equally amazing in their own ways. Ominis was still staring off looking contemplative but as if sensing your eyes, he looked in your direction.

"Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice low.

You hesitated, unsure of what to say. How could you possibly explain what you had just realized? But before you could respond, the bell rang, signalling the end of class.

"Alright everyone, that's all for today. You're dismissed!" Professor Sharp said, breaking you out of your thoughts.

You gathered your things, still feeling a bit dazed from the experience. As you walked out of the classroom, Sebastian and Ominis fell into step beside you, both looking at you expectantly.

"So, what did you smell?" Sebastian asked, grinning.

You looked at him, then at Ominis, and finally back at Sebastian. "I smelled cinnamon, vanilla, freshly cut wood…and cologne," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

Sebastian's grin widened. "Interesting. I smelled cologne and wood too, but also a hint of [your favourite shampoo scent]."

Ominis stayed quiet, but you all continued walking in silence for a few moments, he spoke up. "I smelled vanilla, cinnamon and [your favourite shampoo scent]."

Silence once again engulfed the three of you as you all took time to process this new information. You couldn't help but feel like everything had changed.

"I don't know what to do," you admitted, feeling lost. "I don't want to hurt either of you." How could you possibly choose between two people that you cared about so deeply? It didn't seem fair to either of them.

"What if... you don't have to?" Sebastian said cautiously. "I mean I'll just come out and address the troll in the room since none of us want to say it out loud. We all smelled each other in that potion, didn't we."

"We did." Ominis replied, understanding where Sebastian was going. He made a move as if to reach for your hand and you met him halfway before grabbing Sebastian's hand too.

"3 people dating each other? This is really going to piss off the Gaunts." You said feeling laughter bubble up inside you.

"An unexpected perk." said Ominis, his lips forming a small, but fond smile.

Sebastian look at you both with obvious affection in his eyes, glad you were all on board with the idea.

And as you felt the warmth from both the boys beside you, you knew this is where you belonged. Where the three of you belonged. In each other's arms.

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kaminokatieemoved · 1 year

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Jealousy || Ominis Gaunt

Synopsis - Ominis gets jealous of your relationship with Sebastian and begins to avoid you. When you pull him up on his avoidance, Ominis has to come clean about his jealousy.

Warnings - SFW. Swearing, mentions of potential Sebastian x Reader.

Ominis Gaunt rarely got jealous. He found the whole jealousy thing rather immature and pathetic. It was something he had never quite fully understood. That was, until he met you.

Although he couldn't see you, you introduced yourself with a smile on your lips. Ominis could tell you were smiling from the inflections in your voice and it made his heart race. Your voice was like honey to him, so sweet and dripping with a kindness he wasn't used too. He was enraptured. You quickly became friends with Ominis and he introduced you to his best friend Sebastian Sallow. Ominis didn't know, at this point, that Sebastian would be the source of his jealousy.

As the weeks flew by, you became closer with Sebastian. Ominis stood on the metaphorical sidelines and watched as a relationship blossomed between the two of you. Ominis didn't care whether the relationship was platonic or romantic, but what he did care about was the jealousy that began to bubble in his gut whenever he thought about Sebastian placing his hands on you in any way shape or form. The fact Ominis was blind didn't help his newfound jealousy either. He couldn't see what you and Sebastian were doing in the halls. Were you holding hands or simply just walking side-by-side? These were things that kept Ominis up at night when he lay in his bed facing the ceiling, tossing and turning.

When Ominis was on his way to the Undercroft to meet Sebastian, he heard someone coming out of the entrance. "Who's there?" he asked. His wand was by his side, out to guide him.

"Ominis, it's me," you squeaked. You were glad Ominis couldn't see you as you currently looked like a deer caught in headlights. Your eyes were wide and you were frozen in place, after all, Sebastian had asked you not to tell Ominis that you knew about the Undercroft.

"What are you doing here?" Ominis asked as he raised an eyebrow in your direction.

"I erm..." you scratched the back of your neck awkwardly as you tried to think of an excuse as to what you were doing in this remote corner of Hogwarts but nothing came to you.

"Sebastian told you didn't he?"

Whether you lied to Ominis or not was something you had to think of on the spot, but while you were talking Ominis was fuming. Not because Sebastian told you about the Undercroft, but because you were in there with him alone away from prying eyes. Ominis stormed off into the Undercroft, no doubt to give Sebastian a piece of his mind as you walked in the opposite direction. You looked over your shoulder as Ominis entered the Undercroft and sighed.

"What were you doing in here with Y/N?" Ominis snapped to Sebastian who simply looked at his friend in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't fucking act dumb with me Sebastian," Ominis said as he flailed his hands in the air. "I heard her coming out of the Undercroft. What were you doing in here?"

"We were just practicing spells Ominis," Sebastian said, attempting to calm down his friend. "Wait a second."

"What?" Ominis growled, snapping his head in Sebastian's direction.

"You like her," Sebastian grinned.

"No I don't," Ominis denied and rather poorly at that. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You like Y/N," Sebastian repeated walking over to his friend and poking his chest teasingly. "It all makes sense now! You're actually jealous."

Ominis didn't know what to say. He wasn't very good at lying, especially not to his best friend. He knew Sebastian would see right through his lies. "I..." Ominis started, opening his mouth to continue speaking but shutting it quickly when he realised he was unsure of what to say.

"It's okay Ominis," Sebastian said, walking over to his friend and placing a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "I won't tell."

"You better not tell a soul," Ominis threatened, his eyebrows creasing as his eyes narrowed.

"I won't I won't," Sebastian repeated, holding his hands up and walking off, leaving Ominis alone in the Undercroft.

From that day on, Ominis attempted to keep his distance from you. He hated feeling childish when that jealousy once again bubbled in his gut as he heard you and Sebastian chatting throughout lessons. It should be him you were chatting and laughing with, not Sebastian. Ominis couldn't help but sigh as he let his mind wonder.

When you noticed Ominis was avoiding you, you were confused. So much so, you told Sebastian to head on without you after class and explained you were going to talk with Ominis. Sebastian just smirked at you and left the classroom without saying goodbye. "Ominis?" you asked, walking over to the boy.

His head turned in the direction of your voice and he sighed. "Hello Y/N."

"What's with the sigh?" you asked as you looked him up and down. Ominis just shrugged and you realised you weren't getting an answer. You couldn't help but feel slightly offended. "What's going on?"

"What do you mean?" Ominis asked. The boy took his wand out of his robe as he prepared to leave class.

"Well," you coughed nervously and played with your fingers as you continued to talk. "You've bee ignoring me for a few weeks now. I wanted to know, have I done something wrong?" Ominis shook his head in response and began to walk out of the classroom to escape the conversation, but you were hot on his tail. "Ominis!"

"What?" he snapped, stopping in his tracks.

"Have I done something wrong?" you asked again. This time in a more serious tone to let him know your patience was wearing thin.

"No!" Ominis said as he turned to face you.

"Then why are you ignoring me?" You cried. Tears were threatening to spill from your eyes now and you were causing a scene in the hallways. Ominis didn't have to see to know that people were staring, he could feel their eyes on the two of you.

"Look," Ominis whispered. "I don't want to talk right now."

"But why?" you stressed. You grabbed his free hand and gave it a squeeze. "What have I done?"

It was time to tell you the truth, he couldn't have you thinking you had done something wrong and it was clearly playing on your mind. "You haven't done anything wrong Y/N."

"Then why are you ignoring me?" you asked again.

Ominis sighed once more but this time, shakily. He leaned in to your ear and whispered, "I'm jealous."

You blinked at him. Jealous? Ominis was jealous? "Jealous?" you asked with a hiss. "Of what?"

"Of... Sebastian," Ominis whispered hesitantly.

You took a step back, still holding his hand. "Why Sebastian?" The pieces just weren't clicking with you, you couldn't understand why Ominis was jealous.

"You're really making me say this?"

"Say what?" you asked, completely confused at this point.

"Y/N..." Ominis started. It was his turn to squeeze your hand now. "I like you, a lot." Your mouth hung open and you stayed silent, processing the words. Ominis shifted awkwardly. The silence was deafening. "Say something..." he begged.

"Ominis," you whispered, eyes still wide. You were shocked to say the least. "You like me?" The mousy-brown haired boy nodded shyly and dropped his head to the floor. "I like you too!"

"You do?" his head snapped up to face yours.

"Yes!" you shrieked. Your tear-stained face lit up with a smile. "But why were you jealous of Sebastian?"

Ominis kicked his feet on the floor awkwardly. He was ashamed to admit that he was jealous, especially of his best friend. "I just was."

You let go of Ominis' hand and wrapped your arms around his neck. His eyes went wide but his body relaxed into your touch. "You don't need to be jealous of Sebastian, Ominis."

"I don't?" he asked, wrapping his own arms around your waist to hug you. He nuzzled his face into your neck and inhaled your scent. You shook your head 'no' and smiled as his breath hit the side of your neck. "Thank you Y/N."

"You don't need to thank me," you whispered to him. The onlooking students had gone about their business once again, ignoring you and Ominis in the middle of the hallway just holding each other.

"Can I... Can I kiss you?" he asked shyly, pulling away from your neck. You didn't answer, instead pressing your lips against his soft lips. It was everything you had ever dreamed about. His lips glided across yours with ease as the kiss deepened. When you pulled away, you stared into his eyes wishing he could see the smile on your face right now. "I'm sorry I avoided you Y/N."

"It's okay Ominis," you said. "Next time you get jealous, just tell me, okay?"

The boy nodded and the pair of you walked down the halls hand-in-hand to the Undercroft where you met up with Sebastian to tell him about your newfound relationship.

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Dear Husband (Sebastian Sallow x Reader)

Pairing: Auror!Sebastian Sallow x Pregnant!Fem!Reader Synopsis: Pregnancy hormones have done something to your brain and you just can't get out of your husband's business. You're far past clingy at this point and your sweet husband is taking it like a champ. Alternatively: Preggy Brain Go Brrr TW: Slightly suggestive, but barely. Like on the spice scale, it's mayonnaise with a dash of paprika.

You have a big fat crush on your husband.

Yes, yes, he’s your husband, of course you have strong feelings for him, and you’d already developed a crush on him back at Hogwarts about three days into your fifth year. Obviously, that tingly feeling eventually developed into love, but this was different. You’ve long since fallen for him, but since he got you pregnant, you were just obsessed with the man.

Sebastian originally wanted to take more days off from the ministry due to you being with child, but you insisted that you were still three months out and didn’t need his constant presence just yet.. Though, you were beginning to regret that statement as you reclined on the couch, eating from the box of licorice spiders resting on your protruding stomach. If Baby Sallow was going to make you carry them, you figured you’re well within your rights to use them as a table. Licorice spiders were never your favorite, but your pregnancy made you crave the oddest of things, the licorice being one of them. And your sweet husband never complained about you decimating his stash of his favorite candy, not once.

Currently, your husband was busy in the kitchen cooking you breakfast before he went to work. His black dress shirt had the sleeves rolled up and his hair was only a bit more styled than he used to wear it as a student. You stuffed a handful of candy in your mouth and savored the chewy texture. Then you wondered to yourself if your child will look like him. They better not, if they’re going to make you round and make you push them out of your nethers. Then again, your husband is just so handsome you wouldn’t mind having a copy of him running around, but the problem is how you’d ever say no to either of them. It’s a dilemma to be sure.

“Are you comfortable, darling?” Sebastian asks. “I can bring more pillows from the bedroom if you’d like.”

You shake your head. He dotes on you plenty and while you’re quite sizable, you’d hardly consider yourself burdened with child just yet.

“Could you put the potatoes on the counter, please?” You rub your belly. “I don’t want to have to bend down for them later.”

“Of course.” Sebastian bends down and hoists the heavy bag onto the counter.

Confession time. You don’t have that problem at all. You are both a powerful witch and an ancient magic wielder, so you are more than capable of levitating as much as your entire house above your head. But if you did that, how could you watch your husband’s shirt tighten around his biceps?

You bite your lip watching him play both roles. Dressed as a breadwinner but doing domestic tasks. Cooking for you, making your shared bed, massaging your legs after dinner. You’d never admit this, but it’s empowering to have one of the most talented Aurors the ministry has ever seen at your beck and call.

That last thought is the final straw. You can’t take it any more. While his back is turned, you heft yourself up and approach him from behind, wrapping your arms around his midsection. You bury your face in his back and nuzzle him like a cat.

“Hello to you, too,” Sebastian chuckles, moving to turn to face you, but you hold him still.

His scent is intoxicating, a mix of your laundry detergent, a little woodsmoke, and something else uniquely him. You used to wear his Slytherin jumper back in the day for his quidditch matches, and you’d bury your face in the sleeves when no one was looking.

Speaking of quidditch, Sebastian is a few years removed from the sport considering his busy career since graduation, but Imelda’s rigorous training regimen withstood the test of time in the form of your husband’s thick forearms and broad shoulders.

You run your hands from his toned stomach, up his sides, and over his pecs before retracing your pattern down to thick thighs in tight slacks. His line of work made it necessary for him to keep in shape and you thanked every being in existence for that.

Sebastian puts a hand over yours when you start tugging his tucked shirt out of his waistband.

“Keep that up and you’ll be having burnt toast for breakfast,” he warns.

You whine, shaking off his hand and digging your fingers under his shirt to trace the warm skin across his hips.

“What if I have a different meal in mind this morning?” You press yourself against him, to which his breath hitches and he shuts off the stove. He spins around in your arms and tries to say something only for you to plant kisses up and down his jaw and down the slope of his neck. Sebastian’s head tips back and he groans under your touch and you smile against his neck. He’s been weak to you for as long as you’ve known him, give or take a few days.

But when you undo a button of his waistcoat, he makes a strangled sound and stops you, breathing quickly.

“Believe me, I want this desperately, but I can’t be late today,” he says like it physically pains him.

You rest your head on his chest and look up at him with the trained doe eyes you use to get your way. What are you supposed to do? Let him leave the house looking like that without you getting your fill of him? Preposterous.

Sebastian looks towards the ceiling as if he was asking a deity for strength to deny you. Granted, that’s what it would take at this point, but when he looks back down at you with resolve, you wonder if it really is divine intervention or if you’re just losing your touch.

“Please, love, I need to compare notes with my temporary partner. She won’t like it if I’m late,” he reasons.

You pout. “Ominis would understand.”

“Yes, but only because he’s fond of you. If I was married to anyone else, he’d give me an earful for being late. Besides, he won’t be back for another few weeks.” Sebastian turns back to the stove and plates your food before handing it to you.

You take it reluctantly and grumble. “Stupid Ominis. Stupid Turkish dark wizard.”

Sebastian smiles and gives you a gentle kiss on the lips. Then he bends at the waist and gives your bump a kiss as well.

“He’ll be back soon and then you can distract me before work as you please.” The thought is enough to placate you for the moment.

“Will you be in the office around noon? I’ll make you lunch,” you offer.

He confirms with another kiss. “I’ll see you then.”

Sebastian shrugs on his coat while you marvel at his delicious shoulder to hip ratio. If he wasn’t so prodigal with Auror work, he’d have made a fantastic model, you think. That would be a disaster in its own right, though, because the last thing you need is even more people oogling your husband.

On his way out the door, Sebastian looks at you over his shoulder and says, “But if you come by, we can’t shag in my office.”

Your jaw drops to the floor and you gasp in indignation.

“What! Why not?” you demand.

Sebastian sighs. “Because Baby Sallow makes it hard for me to bend you over the desk and, frankly, you’re not exactly quiet.”

“I’ll be quiet! I promise!” The thought of not getting your hands all over your husband until after his workday ended was turning your brain into mush. How on Earth could you survive that long? You nearly tear up at the idea. Ah, this must be the phase of pregnancy where your emotions are all over the place.

Sebastian closes the distance between you, laughing. “Wait a bit longer, and you won’t have to be quiet.” He whispers in your ear, “When I get home, I’ll make sure you can't be quiet if you try.”

At that, you shove him up against the door and kiss him senseless until he’s flushed and has to adjust himself in his pants before finally leaving for work.

The next time Sebastian works from home, he’s at the dining table pouring over several thick files of documents. This was the type of work he was amazing at. Growing up with professors for parents and a natural love for reading (even if that love caused some issues back in the day) made him an excellent investigator and you so loved watching him work.

You dip a slice of green apple into your cup of molasses and take a bite. It was certainly? A flavor? But your pregnant body demanded it and so apples and molasses it would be.

“But the bank account was clean…” Sebastian mutters to himself.

You lean against the counter, head resting in your free hand like a blushing schoolgirl. You bite the tip of your thumbnail as you admire the man who mastered the Dark Arts by the end of sixth year. Sure, he was an Auror now and used his expertise for good, but it was even more impressive that he was so close to the point of no return and was able to pull himself back from the brink. He liked to say it was your love for him that brought him back, but you always replied that you only helped him find the strength he had all along.

“You’re staring.”

You hum in pleasure at the sound of his deep voice. He has the same accent as most of the people around you, but his just makes you want to kick your feet and squeal.

“You’re so handsome,” you say dreamily.

Sebastian’s ears turn slightly pink. “Oh, well, I’m glad you think so. Thank you.”

You bite your lip. “I want to marry you.”

He barks out a surprised laugh, glancing at the gold band on his left ring finger. “I have good news for you.”

“I’d marry you a second time.”

Sebastian puts down the document he’s holding and eyes you.

“And a third.” You get up and make your way over to him to wrap your arms around his neck. Sebastian takes you in his arms as you continue. “Look at this face.” You trace constellations in his freckles with your eyes. “So handsome. Do you have any idea,” you gripe, “how many of our classmates would have done anything to have a chance with you?”

Swaying you both from side to side, Sebastian says, “Can’t say I recall. I was quite busy during my fifth year and on. Someone decided they wanted all my attention to themselves.” He kisses your nose.

“When quidditch season started back up in sixth year, it was impossible. You were walking around, getting bulkier by the day, wearing that damned uniform.” Tracing a finger up his chest, you continue to complain. “And I was just supposed to go on with my day and focus on lessons while the other girls were talking about how big and strong you’d gotten over the summer? Completely unfair.”

Sebastian grew several inches over the course of a few months and his development was not gradual. No, he went from boy to man almost overnight, and that, combined with his charming nature and sharp wit, made him a hot commodity sixth year and on.

Since being married to him, you’ve realized that what you saw at Hogwarts was nothing compared to what he would become. He was a cutie when you met him, and grew frustratingly attractive over the next few years, but Auror Sebastian? Your husband? He was outright handsome.

“Can I sit with you while you work?” you ask sweetly, to which Sebastian immediately agrees. He’s never really been able to say no to you, has he?

“But it’s just a paper trail. Terribly dull without context,” he warns.

You nod your head in understanding. All you want is to be near him. When you move to the other side of the table to pull over a chair, he stops you and pulls out his wand. From there he shifts around the furniture so that the sofa is right next to the table so you can lounge near him.

“I love you, Seb.”

“And I, you.”

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@ Sebastian and MC

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namiusedbubble · 1 year

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What they’re like as parents

TW: Everything related to pregnancy and parenthood. Reader can get pregnant but no pronouns used.

☠️ SEBASTIAN SALLOW: ☠️

Sebastian disappears for days when you tell him you’re pregnant. He’s never thought about having children, never really thought anyone would want to have them with someone like him. He worries about being a bad father, that his impulsiveness and curiosity will get either you or his child hurt, and he can’t bare the thought of it. So he goes to the one person he knows will give it to him straight; Anne.

You’ll find him sitting next to her grave, his eyes raw from lack of sleep. He doesn’t even notice you sit next to him until you lean your head against his shoulder, and it’s then that he breaks down. He confides all of his fears to you, and you do your best to reassure him that he will be a wonderful father and that Anne would have been over the moon for him. You two eventually return to your home hand-in-hand, Sebastian’s chest a little lighter and his heart full of tentative excitement.

Sebastian is the stereotypical father. He’s the “fun” parent, the one who lets his child away with anything so long as he finds the humour in it, but he’s also extremely protective of both of you. He’ll do literally anything to keep you both safe and happy, and that can sometimes come off as controlling. Don’t worry, though, the minute you tell him off, he’ll take a step back and trust that you know what you’re doing.

Before your child even starts Hogwarts, they will be well-versed in all manner of defensive spells. If you happen to have a girl, Sebastian will be a strong advocate in naming her after her beloved aunt.

🐍 OMINIS GAUNT: 🐍

Ominis is conflicted when you tell him the news. You hadn’t been trying, but it’s not like you weren’t, either. He’s happy because he loves you, he loves the life you two have created far away from the influence of his family, but he’s also scared. He’s sure his family will learn of the new baby Gaunt and come looking for him. He’s heard rumours of their desperation, years of inbreeding causing most of them to become infertile, and their fear of “polluting” their name with muggle blood meant that the Gaunt line was finally dying out.

He approaches you one evening and declares that the child should have your surname. For that matter, he will also be taking yours, or you can both create an entirely new one and start your own little family without the shadow of cruelty and extremism hanging over your heads. He’ll tell his child about the Gaunts one day, but until then he wants nothing more than to protect them from an ideology that causes nothing but pain for everyone involved.

Ominis turns out to be the most doting father. He is so, so gentle with his child, but he’s not afraid to be stern with them when need be. He makes sure to instill acceptance into them from an early age, and you’ll find yourself close to tears when you find your child frequently standing up to bullies on behalf of others.

It feels like something shifts in Ominis after becoming a father. Suddenly, the empty crevice in his heart from everything he’s been through is full of joyous laughter and love. This is where he’s always meant to be, he thinks. With you and the family you have gifted to him.

🧪 GARRETH WEASLEY: 🧪

Garreth is over the moon, immediately rushing off to tell everyone and their dog in his excitement. You have to finally sit him down and tell him to stop sending owls when you receive a congratulations note from someone you’d only spoken to for five minutes outside the Three Broomsticks almost a decade ago.

You won’t need to lift a finger during your pregnancy, that’s for sure. Garreth will turn the world over if it means easing any of your discomfort, so prepare for breakfasts in bed, countless foot massages, and questionable potions (don’t worry, he tests them multiple times to make sure they won’t turn the baby into a dugbug). You start to feel guilty when every chore in the house is done before you even wake up, but he’ll insist that it’s the least he can do.

There is never a dull moment with Garreth and your child. Not only will you have dozens of little Weasley cousins flittering in and out of the house, but the two of them will team up to play innocent pranks on you all the time. Can’t find your broom? It’s been transfigured into a spoon and hidden amongst the cutlery, good luck! It’s not all fun and games, though. Garreth is a loving and doting father, and although you can sometimes feel like the “killjoy parent”, he’ll always have your back when it comes to parenting decisions and saying “no” to your child, even if it kills him to see their sad little expression.

Garreth will be happy with as many children as you’re willing to give him, but he would prefer a large family. All of that chaos can seem a bit overwhelming at times, but the Weasleys are more than happy to look after your child/ren whenever you need a break or want to spend some alone time together.

⭐ AMIT THAKKAR: ⭐

He is thrilled at the news, but also full of anxiety. He feels a deep responsibility to provide for both of you and that overwhelms him quite a bit in the beginning, but he’ll settle down after a few reassuring discussions with you and multiple assessments of your budget.

Amit will spend countless hours reading books on how to be a great father and how best to care for you during pregnancy. There isn’t a single book on the topic that he won’t read, and by the end of it, he considers himself a bit of an expert (”that’s all just theory, Amit!”). He is the type of person who will read to your stomach every night without fail. It could be the history of wizarding chess, or it could be The Tale of Beadle and the Bard, but these nightly stories quickly become the highlight of your evening as his soothing voice eases you into sleep.

He is the most supportive father on the planet. Although he would love it if your child shared his passion for magical history and stargazing, Amit will immerse himself in whatever they choose to do. Quidditch? He’s the dad cheering from the back during a practice session. Music? Your house is now full of various instruments, both muggle and magical. He’s convinced that his child will be the best at whatever they set their mind to, and he encourages them to never doubt their own mind or abilities.

Amit dedicates every single one of his books to you and your child/ren, both because he loves you, and because you’ve given him the motivation to work even harder at what he does. He wants all of your names to live on forever, and so he’s determined to publish books that will be read by many for years to come.

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How the HL Cast Act When They’re Drunk 🍻

Sebastian Sallow

This lad has three main modes when he’s had a few to drink, and it’s all entirely dependent on how he was feeling beforehand. He will either be the sweetest, cuddliest little snugglebug you’ve ever met, who hugs anyone and everyone regardless of how well he knows them and tells everyone he loves them (unless he’s in an established relationship, then his partner is the only one who receives such ardent affection), or he could be the life and soul of the party, challenging everyone to dares, games and other challenges, accepting pretty much all dares for a laugh, encouraging people to get up and dance and have fun, telling outrageous jokes and more… Or, he will be sullen, moody, and prone to fights. It’s best not to let Sebastian drink too much if he’s in a grump, because it won’t end well.

He's got a pretty good memory for his drunk antics and never gets blackout. This is useful for both making sure his friends are safe and for embarrassing everyone with tales of their conduct the next day, but it’s a double-edged sword, as he will remember everything he did as well.

Ominis Gaunt

A charming man at the best of times, drunk Ominis is a shameless flirt, and will make pretty much everyone fall in love with him at some point during the course of the evening, regardless of which way they swing. He’s got a pretty good head on his shoulders and tends to toe the line of tipsy and inebriated quite well, but if he pitches a bit too far and ends up sauced, his inhibitions are going to go right out the window. He’ll be the first to dance on a tabletop, he swears far more frequently and is prone to showing off a bit, though he still draws the line at public nudity, which is a shame. Chances are, if there’s a piano nearby, he’ll play for everyone with exceptional skill and, if the stars align, he’ll even sing, which is a rare treat for all involved. Mans got the voice of an angel. If he’s in an established relationship, he’s far more comfortable with PDAs and will be much more open to experimenting with his partner once they’re alone.

Though he rarely gets blackout drunk, Ominis can struggle to remember all the details of what he got up to if he has one too many, which without fail will leave him utterly mortified and swearing never to drink again, even if he had a good time. It’ll take a week or two before he’s ready to even have a glass of wine with dinner if he’s embarrassed himself.

Garreth Weasley

Garreth is usually the one to bring his experimental brews to the party and he’s usually swiftly banned from wherever the drinks are being kept. Regardless, after a few bevvies he’s loud, boisterous, and usually found challenging Sebastian to various dares and competitions. A cheerful and popular chap, Garreth is likely to get people singing along to various songs he knows, or ones he’s made up on the spot. Whilst not as tall as Leander, Garreth is a big lad and quite strong too, so any of the girls present might find themselves picked up without warning and swung all about as he tries to dance, and one of his favourite memories of a previous party is trying to pick up all the girls at once and immediately falling over, ending up buried under a pile of laughing women. If Garreth is in an established relationship, very little changes, but you can be safe in the knowledge that even though he's flirting, that’s as far as it will ever go.

Garreth never gets hangovers, no matter how much he drinks, and he’ll be the first one awake the next day, helping to clean up or cook breakfast or make everyone a strong cup of tea.

Leander Prewett

Bless his heart, Leander tries very hard to fit in with his friends and as such will likely end up drinking too much too quickly, meaning he’s usually the first one to suffer the worst effects of drinking. That said, he handles it well, and after chundering once or twice he’s usually ready to keep going. Being a gangly lad, his sense of balance is terrible when he’s blotto, and he’ll trip on a bit of dense air if there’s nothing else to fall over. If the others manage to keep his drinking at a reasonable pace, Leander will often be found trying to flirt with everyone, and though he doesn’t have Ominis’ natural talent for it, he’s a surprisingly smooth talker when he’s not worried about being rejected, and he’s pretty much guaranteed to go home with someone at the end of the night. That is, if he’s single. If Leander is in an established relationship, he’ll follow his partner around, making sure they’re comfortable, warning off potential challenges to his territory, and he won’t even look at another girl.

Leander’s memory of the night before will be hazy at best, and though he knows full well he probably embarrassed himself, he’ll choose to believe he didn’t, so long as no one got hurt.

Amit Thakkar

Amit doesn’t drink much at all, but when he does and has one too many, he’s going to be talking at a mile a minute about whatever’s on his mind, whether that’s his memoirs, his gobbledegook, his stargazing, other people at the party, who he fancies, any gossip he’s overheard, and on and on and on and on. At some point during the night, he stops talking, sits down in the nearest seat, curls up and goes to sleep, no matter how noisy it is, and it’s pretty much like someone flipped a switch. You could be sitting on the sofa with him listening to him babble, then literally a second later he’s out for the count, and he probably won’t wake up for a good few hours, so move him somewhere where he won’t be trodden on. If Amit is in an established relationship, nothing changes about his drunk behaviour, because he’s endearingly loyal at the best of times.

Amit remembers well who he spoke to and what about, but rarely does he realise how much he gabbles on. He tends to take this with a reasonable degree of humility, but aside from hoping he didn’t bore anyone, he’s content that he didn’t embarrass himself.

Andrew Larson

He’s going to be mooning after everyone pretty the moment he gets trashed, and if Ominis is playing the piano, that lad better hope he’s got his girlfriend nearby because Andrew’s going to try his luck and be deeply disappointed by the inevitable rejection. Andrew lives by his emotions and will cry at the drop of a hat or a picture of a cat if he’s had enough to drink, but he will be laughing seconds later if someone falls over or tells him a joke. If the mood takes him, he’ll likely be having long, philosophical debates with anyone who’ll listen (most likely Amit) and he’s prone to wandering off at random moments because he saw something interesting and wants to go on an adventure. He needs a minder. If Andrew is in an established relationship he’s less likely to be a liability because his Alice in Wonderland moments are going to be focused entirely on his partner (and Ominis will remain unaccosted).

Andrew sways between having a good memory for his antics and remembering absolutely nada, sometimes in the same night. Parts of the evening will be clear as day, and parts will be obscured completely. He doesn’t tend to feel too embarrassed for himself, but more for others because it’s a guarantee someone else is going to have done something worse.

Natsai Onai

Even hammered, Natty is the mum friend. She’s the one making sure everyone drinks water in between their booze-infused bevvies, helping people up if they fall over, cleaning up puke and intervening in any brewing fights. Left to her own devices when no one needs her help, she’s sneakily encouraging Garreth to sing rude, memorable shanties, Poppy to climb the walls and jump on people, and Sebastian to run around the garden in the buff because if he doesn’t then Leander will. A master of planting ideas in drunk people’s heads, she usually makes sure things don’t go too far while masterminding entertainment for everyone involved. If Natty is in an established relationship, she’ll still be doing all of the above, but her partner needs to steer her more into the ‘having fun’ side of things so people don’t come to rely on her too much.

She’s got a reasonable memory for drunk happenings, but as she usually doesn’t embarrass herself, she’s pretty good to go the morning after. That said, if Natty does something embarrassing, she goes the whole hog, like the time she got stuck on the roof with only a tea towel for cover. That gets brought up a lot, and she wants to sink into the ground every time it does.

Poppy Sweeting

If you thought Poppy was a nutter beforehand, just wait until she’s got some beers in her. Poppy will be the first to try swinging from the chandelier, the first to encourage everyone to do shots, the first to run around the room with her shirt off, the real life and soul of the party. Once she’s drunk, she’s feral, and will climb over everyone and everything. Once she’s spent her boundless energy, she becomes incredibly cuddly, and if she chooses you to cuddle good luck getting her off you. Regardless of who you’re both respectively dating, you may find yourself going home with Poppy and her partner if the two of you aren’t together and she chooses you to snuggle. It’s not that she’s trying to get you in bed, she just loves cuddles and you smell safe.

She remembers nothing. Absolutely zilch once her blood alcohol level reaches a certain point. No embarrassment either, no matter what she did, she’s just happy everyone had fun.

Imelda Reyes

Competitive as ever, Imelda will likely be challenging people to drinking competitions (and usually Leander’s the only one to take her up on it, most people know better). Imelda has the blood of a Scot (and likely a Viking too) so she can outdrink almost everyone with relative ease. That said, once she’s drunk, she’s drunk. Swaying all over the place, her accent almost incomprehensible, and prone to getting into fights, Imelda is either the worst person to drink with, or the best. If she decides she’s looking after you that night, you’ll not have to worry about a thing, this girl would fight off a dragon for you. If you want to do something, whether it’s playing a certain game, talking to a certain someone, or just chilling outside for a bit, Imelda will make it happen. If you’re not the Chosen One, you can expect things to be very chaotic around Imelda when she gets cunted. If Imelda has a partner, her Chosen One will always be them.

Imelda’s memory is crystal, and no matter what she did, she feels no shame. Why would she? She was only looking out for her bestie or lover, and if someone got offended over that, well then that’s their problem. She’s not responsible for other people’s emotional reactions, after all.

Duncan Hobhouse

Will boast about being able to outdrink Imelda, then throw up and pass out after two butterbeers. Best to move him outside, because he’s going to shit his pants.

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#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy imagines #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #garreth weasley #leander prewett #amit thakkar #andrew larson #natsai onai #poppy sweeting #imelda reyes #duncan hobhouse #drunk hogwarts legacy

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vante1920pm · 1 year

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──;; 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎, 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓... ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: gonna do the other characters later too !

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☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: sebastian, ominis, garreth

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: i fell in love while writing, disgusting fluff, gn!reader, I'm finally back, a million tags so pls don't let this flop, my content warnings are just notes atp

☆ 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: no

❛ SEBASTIAN ! ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about the way he would put your hair behind your ear ( if it's long enough), while you whisper to each other in class.

Don't think about the way his eyes seem to shine when you enter the room.

Don't think about his hands, that always seem to find yours, when you feel the anxiety creeping up your body and mind.

❛ OMINIS ! ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about his shoulder gracing yours whenever you sit next to him.

Don't think about his smile that forms on his lips, when he hears your laughter after a stressful day.

Don't think about the way he touches your arm when you two walk down the stairs, saying, that he feels better with a steady hold. But you can see the way he's blushing.

❛ GARRETH ! ❜

Whatever you do, don't think about the way he shields your body with his, when one of his potions is ready to blow up, so you wouldn't get hurt.

Don't think about the way his ears go red with every of your touches.

Don't think about the way he makes you laugh, until your sides hurt too much or your professor has to send the two of you out.

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emarttt · 1 year

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I was on tiktok and found this absolutely magnificent art, I needed to share it with you

Source :

https://twitter.com/oladcnfthb

This looks so accurate and that's what I think they would look like in the real life

I may sound a bit dramatic but this

This right here

Is my favorite art creation for now and it keeps me loving even more the fandom. We all share something and I feel at home because of yall, by sharing our art, our ideas, our headcanons, ... everything.

That's what I call a big and comforting family.

Thank you for all of this <3

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #fanart #harry potter hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy imagines #harry potter hogwarts game #art #poppy sweeting #ominis x sebastian #i'm emotional #that's what i signed for

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certified-disaster · 11 months

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Imagine Sebastian Sallow being the kind of person to have no concept of personal space. Especially with those he feels close with.

He’s a twin so space wasn’t an option in the womb and Anne would play wrestle with him when they were little. On other days they would just lay with their legs on top of each other when reading.

When he wants to show you a new spell he just goes up behind you takes your wand hand and moves your hand to show you the motions.

He doesn’t think anything of it because he does it with Ominis all the time to help him until you give him a questioning look. Then he realizes just how close you are. If he wanted (and he does want to) he could turn his head slightly and meet your lips.

#sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #anne sallow #hogwarts legacy imagines

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atypicalamortentia · 5 months

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Virgin Headcannons

Synopsis - The boys virginity headcannons.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - All characters are aged 18+!

Word Count - 2k.

[Caffeinate Me]

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who masturbated to memories of you every night was surprised when you asked him if you were ever going to have sex.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who pressed his lips to yours and asked if now was a good time.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who was already rock hard at the thought of having sex with you for the first time grinded his clothed erection against your backside.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who dragged you back to the Slytherin dorm was eager to see what you looked like underneath those clothes.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who pulled you into the boys room without hesitation pushed you onto his bed before attacking your neck with his lips.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who was quick to undress you roamed his hands over your breasts with wide eyes.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who couldn’t help but take one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth as he pawed at your mounds.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who bites down at your nipple softly to elicit the most spectacular noise he had ever heard in his entire life.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who can’t wait another minute and is freeing his cock from their restraints.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who slicks the tip of his cock against your slick folds before gazing deep into your eyes making sure you’re ready. You nod, giving him the go-ahead.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who can’t help but thrust into your cunt desperately. Moans falling from his lips as he feels your pussy grip his cock like a vice.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who gives you a moment to adjust to his large length before he’s pounding into you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who can’t think straight while he’s inside of you. He just wants to feel you cum all over his cock.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who’s hands make their way to your throat to squeeze lightly, making you see stars and forcing you to cum.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who’s eyes widen as he feels your cunt contracting around his cock. He was a goner the second he feels you spasming and his hips begin to stutter as he shot his load into you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who is surprised at just how much he cums inside of you. : ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!SEBASTIAN who was no longer a virgin because of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who led you to the Undercroft during a particularly heavy make-out session.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who’s breath catches in his throat when you take the initiative to put your hands down his trousers and begin to stroke his cock slowly.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who lets out a loud moan and throws his head back as you begin to jerk him off can’t help but feel nervous at the fact the two of you were actually doing this.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who moans your name quietly, wraps his fingers in your hair to tell you to keep going as he thrusts his hips against your hand.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who feels his balls tighten as he’s close to cumming, stutters away from your hand before explaining that he wants to finish inside of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who wishes he could see so he could admire every inch of you as you undress.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who lets his hands be his eyes once you’re fully naked, trailing his hands all over your body, cupping your breasts and squeezing them lightly, letting his fingers trail over your puckering nipples.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who groans when he feels your skin on his and desperately tugs off his cloak and shirt.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who can’t wait to be inside of you feels his cock twitching as you push him down onto the sofa you had transfigured a few weeks prior.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who drags his cock up your folds desperate for some friction, accidentally pushes the tip into your entrance. You let out a soft gasp at the intrusion and throw your head back.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who lets you take control, feeling almost euphoric as you slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You bounce up and down on him almost immediately, begging for more already.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who can’t help the moans that tumble from his lips as he feels you bouncing on him slowly. You move your hips perfectly, just right that has him seeing stars in his mind. Merlin, he wishes he could see you now.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who grasps your hips tightly as he cums deep inside of you with staggering hips and a viscous scream of your name. : ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!OMINIS who was no longer a virgin because of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who pulls you into a broom closet on the way to potions class because he misses you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who places sloppy, needy kisses on your lips as he whispers about how much he’s been craving your lips on his for the last few hours.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who feels himself starting to get erect as your hands wrap around his neck and play with the little curls at the base of his neck.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who can’t help but think about where this could be going as you slowly peel off his cloak, jumper and shirt.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who becomes flustered as you look up at him with a mischievous grin. A bright pink blush dancing across his cheeks as your hands trail down his chest to the waistband of his trousers.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who finds himself moaning already before you’ve even wrapped your hand around the base of his cock.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who stares into your eyes as you slowly put your hand down his boxers and palm at his thick length.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who bites his bottom lip in an attempt to be quiet, so that passers by the broom closet don’t hear his pathetic whimpering.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who brings his hand up to his mouth to bite at his finger once he realises that biting his bottom lip isn’t stopping his moans.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who is already begging for you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who wants to cry at how good you’re making him feel.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who can’t help the sheer amount of precum leaking from his cock from the way you’re jerking him off.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who begs for you to fuck him right then and there.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who is a whimpering mess when he’s finally seated inside of you. His hands grasp your hips forcefully as he slowly moves inside of you, building up his pace.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who finds it difficult to gain a rhythm, but once he gets there, it’s otherworldly.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who presses heated kisses against your throat as he fucks you from behind, his hands grasping desperately at your hips to keep himself grounded to you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who cums inside of you the second he feels your cunt tense around him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who turns your head to kiss you deeply as he thrusts his last remaining spend inside of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!GARRETH who was no longer a virgin because of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who invites you to The Three Broomsticks for a date.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who doesn’t even think about having sex with you on the date. He adores you so much and just wants to show you how much you truly mean to him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who pays for everything and tells you that ‘you can get the next one’ even though he knows he won’t let that happen.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who is surprised when you kiss him forcefully as soon as you exit The Three Broomsticks, taking him down a secluded alleyway with a knowing smirk on your face.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who feels a bit of anxiety around having sex for the first time, especially in an alleyway.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who convinces you to come back to the Gryffindor Common Room with him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who wants everything to be perfect for his first time.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who kisses you sweetly as he undresses you once you get back to the Gryffindor Common Room.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who pushes you down onto his bed slowly and climbs on top of you, trailing kisses down your now naked body until he reaches your sweet, spread out pussy.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who tests the waters with his tongue. Licking a slow stripe up your folds before making his way to your clit and gently nibbling on it with his teeth.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who presses a singular finger inside your entrance as he slurps at your clit.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who finger fucks you slowly in an attempt to make you come undone on his tongue before he fucks you with his cock.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who, once you cum, uses his thick, heavy cock to wipe up your juices. Using your cum as lube, he slowly thrusts himself into you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who can’t stop moaning your name like a prayer as your cunt sucks him in greedily.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who wants this to be a slow and sensual experience, cups your body in his hands as he moves inside of you with ease.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who bites down on your neck softly to mark you as his whispers sweet nothings and praises of how good you feel wrapped around him into your ear.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who cums prematurely inside your cunt because of how good you feel wrapped around him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who is so embarrassed that he can’t even look you in the eye as you give him soft kisses and whisper words of a soothing nature. : ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!LEANDER who was no longer a virgin because of you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who struggles to tell you how he’s feeling when he gets turned on for the first time.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who cries out when you grind against his clothed erection in the empty classroom.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who is worried about getting caught that he locks the door with a wave of his wand.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who watches you with wide eyes as you get yourself off on his thigh. He watches the way your hips ride expertly against his leg and groans in pleasure.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who shakily moves his hand to take off your skirt. You shuffle out of it before pressing your lips against his hungrily.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who swallows your moans gladly as you remove your panties, exposing your pretty pussy to him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who can’t help but whimper at the sight, his heart beating quickly as you take off his trousers and boxers slowly, almost teasingly.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who asks if you’re sure this is something you wanted to do.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who is caught off guard when you lower yourself down onto his cock in response

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who grasps your hips tightly as he can, bruising you slightly in the process.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who bites down on your bottom lip playfully as you skilfully move your hips against his.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who helps you move your body against his straining clothed cock.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who is panting like a dog as you pull down his trousers and underwear, looking at the string of precum oozing from his tip.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who was surprised when you licked his tip playfully, licking his pre from his cock.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who falls against the desk, gripping the sides tightly as you suck him off slowly.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who begs for your pussy to be around his cock, not caring about how pathetic he sounded.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who moaned loudly when you sunk down onto his cock and grasped the desk harder.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who bit his bottom lip and begged for you to start moving your hips.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who widened his eyes when you finally rolled your hips against his, his mouth falling open without a sound leaving his lips.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who let you dominate him straight from the beginning. He wanted you to take what you needed from him.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who bucked his hips up against your greedily, wanting more from you.

: ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who pulls out of your cunt before pushing you down onto your knees, jacking himself off and cumming over your face. : ̗̀➛ VIRGIN!AMIT who was no longer a virgin because of you.

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sebasluv · 1 year

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sebastian sallow headcannons + reader (crush)

a/n: doing this for the community 🫡 jkjk | spoilers (ofc)

whether you met him first in the common room or the defense against the dark arts class, you are sure something more than a spell sparked that day; a friendship, perhaps

"not bad, not bad for a new student," he dusted himself off the floor. glancing at your stretched hand, he took it gladly; as you pulled him off the ground.

"thank you...i was nervous about what i did back there, hope you are alright"

"i've had it much worst, believe me," he smiled.

occasional meetings at dada (lol) became frequent meetings throughout multiple classes. whatever fate wanted, you were glad to be greeted with those eyes you know so well

"class, welcome the newest rose to our garden," professor garlick smiled warmly at you. being ever politely you are, you returned the gesture, only to be distracted with the burning hole in your head.

'shit, he is staring at me,' you thought. staring back, he doesn't seem fazed by your gaze, 'is he zoning out?'

of course, professor garlick had to put you next to him. *wink wink*

can't also help that professor weasley tends to call him to help you with everything.

"excuse me, mr. sallow, please come to my office after this class," she pierced through her eyeglasses, and sebastian can't help feeling a sweat drop off his face.

'shit, what did i do'

...

"please, accompany ms. l/n to hogsmeade for her to buy her supplies," she assigned him without even looking up from her parchment.

"professor, but, why me?"

"don't you worry, i saw you with her in the class, you don't have to hide your feel-"

"no!- erm- i mean- no, she was just- stuned me during our duel"

"then, good, she will need a lot more practice to get comfortable," she replied. "now, run along."

...

"thanks for getting me out of detention," he chuckled as he walked side-by-side with you to hogsmeade.

"you're welcome?" 'fuck, he is staring again'

he got those chocolate hair and eyes...which it seems that you can not get enough of them

loves accompanying you around the vast castle of hogwarts

walking together after class is one of your favorite activities to do together

picking and packing up your books after charms class, you’ve noticed a green robe coming up to you.

“forgot this?” he passed your notebook.

“thanks, seb”

“what about…if i say…would you fancy a butterbeer this evening?” he questioned while staring at your hurried gestures.

“i- erm…i don’t know, i got a potions essay to work on…you know…they are quite the pain in the arse”

“hey, c’mon, butterbeer’s on me? it’s friday night,” sallow chuckled. “please?”

“hm…fine, meet me up at 6, quidditch gate,” you hurled your book bag up your shoulder as you reach for your wand.

“alright…see ya”

of course, being the ever gentleman he is, he will walk you to your dormitory. from the very highest ravenclaw towers, to the lowest hufflepuff dungeon, or even the golden house of gryffindor. (ofc if you are in slytherin, he will not miss a chance to send you to your room)

“alright…thanks for tonight, it’s my cue here,” you halted before your destination.

“you’re welcome, butterbeers are still on me next time, good night,” he smiled.

“night, seb”

sebastian was not quiet, no, he wasn't very close to being the quietest in the class. you will always find yourself, or perhaps, your ears, catching a glimpse of his voice in the busying class.

he can be the biggest teaser and a sarcastic commentator, which you act like you hated it. (no, you love it)

"i hope you don't mind me tying your shoe laces for you, cause i don't want you falling for nobody else," he chuckled.

"oh, please"

but one thing you have noticed is that, he will always find a good use of his chocolate eyes; they always find themselves searching through the sea of people to catch you.

he can be quiet if he wants, zoning out isn't the furthest of his forte

throwing out a joke or a comment were not something you are not used to as well.

of course, he finds a good blush in your cheeks everytime.

as cheeky and cunning he is, you couldn't ignore the feeling in your gut every time sebastian mentions his sister.

his demeanor shrinks and all you can hope is to comfort him in your arms.

he is loyal as a hufflepuff, quite interesting to find a slytherin boy as well-mannered as him.

'please, no, please, no-'

"who did you brought here with tonight, mr. sallow?" the librarian questioned.

...

"no one, ma'am"

"such a shame, mr. sallow, i will call the headmaster on this. just imagine what your uncle would-"

with one last glance, you mouthed him a 'thank you' and a smile on your face. your heart was beating so fast that it might nearly jumps out and pump itself on the floor.

you can lie to me, but i will never believe that sebastian does not love hugs.

he loves a good ol' hug. side hug, back hug, front hug, bear hug, a soul crushing hug, anything hug. plus one if it is a surprise hug.

mans love to joke around sometimes but, in the end, he is super protective. just a glimpse of how he would protect his sister. a gentleman, yet a bold friend.

standing up for you and always believing in you. hell yeah, he can even take a punch in the face for you *wink wink* and he can definitely place a punch for you; perhaps, a curse

the great hall is such a buzzing place, filled with students and delicious food to the brim. but undeniably, one of the best places to throw glances across the room for sebastian and y/n.

whether you are sitting across the room or just across the table, his eyes will always search for yours.

"i got my eyes on you, remember that"

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow imagines #sebastian sallow fanfiction #hogwarts legacy imagines #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #slytherin

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ahlyasimps · 1 year

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Would You Still Love Me? [O.G.]

Pairing: Ominis Gaunt x GN Reader

Summary: Feeling insecure about your appearance, you distance yourself from your boyfriend.

A/N: Requested by Anon! I’ve been super busy lately so I’ve only been able to write this up on the bus, on my phone, on the notes app. Please look away from any grammatical/spelling errors 🤭

As you walked into your potions class, you couldn't help but feel a little excited. Not because of the class itself, but because you knew your boyfriend Ominis would be there.

You looked forward to seeing him in every class you shared (which, lucky for you was all of them). There was just something about seeing him concentrate on his work or watching the way he scrunched his eyebrows whenever he encountered a particularly difficult question that made the boring classes that much more enjoyable.

You spotted Ominis at his usual spot at the back of the class, flanked on one side by Sebastian. With the help of his "sentient" wand, he was carefully measuring out ingredients to prep for the class.

As you made your way towards your own desk, just in front of his, you couldn't help but steal glances at him. His hair was slightly disheveled, an oddity for the normally so put together Ominis, but it made him look even more handsome.

"There you are," Sebastian sighed exasperated "Ominis won't shut up about wanting to see you."

You giggled as you sat down at your desk and started to gather your own supplies, before turning around to face the two boys. But before you could say anything Ominis' face caught you attention. While granted, it was a stunning face, you realized something was very, very off. His eyes were no long glazed and pale. Instead, his pupils were a clear blue.

You saw the unfamiliar eyes widen and his normally gentle face morphed into one of disgust. The lips that only ever used to whisper loving words to you were pulled into a sneer “Please tell me this is a joke Sebastian. There is no way I’m dating someone who looks.... like that.” He spat those last words with a venom you’ve never heard from him.

You sat staring at him in shock and joy over the fact that he could see before the cruel words he uttered finally registered in your mind. He didn’t like your appearance? He actually felt disappointed? You felt your vision become hazy from the unshed tears. It was like everything was crashing down.

“Ominis..what?..Why are you saying this?” You started asking before Professor Sharp entered the room and the scene seemed to vanish in your mind.

Panting you jolted awake, a tear trickling down your cheek and hair plastered to your forehead from sweat. You look around the room in confusion before finally registering that the events you just saw were merely a dream. Instead of the cold potions room, you find yourself in your dorm room, surrounded by familiar surroundings that bring you comfort. The cool glow of the night light illuminates the room, casting a soothing light that calms yours nerves. You take a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering feeling of shock and betrayal that still lingers from your nightmare.

You notice the familiar Quidditch posters on the walls, the pictures of family and friends on the nightstands, and the sound of your dormmates' steady breathing from across the room. In a dream where the person you viewed as your anchor was unfamiliar, these common sights helped to serve as a reminder that it was all a dream.

Not quite satisfied though, you reach for the pictures on your own nightsand. The bright smiles of your family look up at you from the frame but it's the other photo you have that captured your attention. Ominis had grumbled about taking a group photo when Sebastian had suggested it but one plea from you and he folded. This prompted Sebastian to groan at how easy Ominis was to convince saying he was such a sap. Naturally, this earned Sebastian a stinging hex from Ominis causing brunette to complain about his best friend's "stupid sentient wand". The memories of that day bring a smile to your face as your lightly run your fingers over the frame. Your boyfriend's bright blue eyes from the dream flash in your mind so you go under your blanket to cast Lumos with the photo in hand. Instead of the haunting eyes full of disgust, you see the comforting pale eyes that you fell in love with.

You stop casting Lumos and return the picture back to your nightstand before settling down in your bed once more. While it's clear that everything was a dream, the eyes confirmed it, you couldn't help but feel the seeds of doubt start growing in your chest. You have thought about it of course, if Ominis were able to see, how would he view you? Would he still hold you close or would he be disgusted at the appearance he saw. You had never shared these thoughts with him of course. And while the fact that he liked you for your personality brought you some comfort, people talk. You've heard the snide comments people made when they thought you couldn't hear. Normally, it wouldn't bother you but laying in bed, still reeling from the dream that touched a little too close to home, you couldn't helo but feel your anxiety grow.

A loud snore interrupts your thoughts reminding you that it's still late at night and you need sleep. A quick glance at the clock confirms as much, 4 hours left until daybreak. You sigh burrowing further into the pillow knowing that this sleep will be a restless one.

The morning light from the window and the chirping of the birds wakes you up the next morning. Your dormmates were still asleep but that's go be expected. You wake up earlier than most normally. After getting ready for the day you head down to the common room, the only people down there were those who had passed out after a night of studying. Carefully making your way past them you head to the Great Hall. Some food would do you well after the nightmare of last night.

"[Y/N]!" Sebastian shouts from his spot at the Slytherin table. He waves you over and you notice Ominis visibly perk up at your name. Nightmare Ominis briefly flashes through your mind when you him but you quickly shake the thought away. You make a beeline for the Slytherin table and plop yourself next to Ominis. Hearing the noise to the right of him he looks over and smiles in your direction. You peck him on the cheek (much to Sebastian's annoyance) and laugh as you see Ominis' ears turns a bright red. "Geez, it's too early to see you two snogging."whines Sebastian.

"We're not snogging Sebastian, you're so childish." Ominis retorts.

"Still too early to feel like a third wheel, I haven't even finished breakfast."

You laugh at their antics and grab hold of Ominis' hand before eating.

Breakfast passed by quickly with Sebastian grabbing Ominis and dragging him away to help him with something back at the dorm. Finding yourself alone you decide to head to the library and starting writing your report on Dittany and its uses for Professor Garlick.

"Honestly, a Gaunt settling for THEM? It's embarrassing."

"Agreed, but did you see them yesterday? Their hair was a mess! Completely unworthy of dating Gaunt."

You stopped in your tracks after hearing this conversation and peeked into the corridor to see two Slytherin girls talking.

"Hah!" One of them laughed. "They know they can't date anyone with that appearance. Of course they go for the only blind student."

The other snickered "If Ominis could see them, I just KNOW he'd be horrified that that's the troll he's been dating all this time"

Tears pricked your eyes and you ran back to your dorm so you wouldn't hear more. As you make your way back to your dorm, you feel the weight of the cruel comments bearing down on you. You knew that some people in Slytherin were known for their elitist and prejudiced attitudes, but it still stung to hear those words. You couldn't help but wonder if Ominis would really be disgusted with your appearance if he could see. As you lay down on your bed, you try to push the hurtful words out of your mind. You know that they don't define you, and that Ominis cares for you deeply regardless of your appearance. But the doubts and insecurities still linger, and you find yourself slipping into a gloomy state of mind.

It's only when your dormmates start to stir and chatter that you decide to get up and face the day. You try to put on a brave face, knowing that you have classes to attend and friends to meet. You head to your first class, trying to keep your head down and not attract any unwanted attention. Upon entering the Transfiguration classroom, you spot Sebastian and Ominis already there with the former waving you over. Pretending as though you didn’t notice you decide to go sit down next to Poppy who looks at you in confusion. You could feel Sebastian’s eyes on you and when you look up you see him whispering to Ominis. Your boyfriend looked confused, brows furrowed and a frown on his lips. It looked like he was about to stand up when you were saved by Professor Weasley starting class.

Before Poppy could ask any questions and before Ominis could corner you to ask what’s wrong, you raced out of the class the minute you were dismissed. On your way out you didn’t miss the shock on Sebastian face or the hurt one on Ominis’ when he realized you left abruptly.

After the hurtful conversation you overheard in the hallway earlier, you couldn't bear to face Ominis. The thought of him finding out what people were saying about you and agreeing made you feel sick to your stomach. Just like in Transfiguration, you continued to avoid him for a few days, making excuses not to meet up with him or sit next to him in classes. You knew that he noticed your absence and was becoming more and more concerned, but you didn't know how to face him.

One day, as you were heading to the library between classes, you saw Ominis walking towards you. You, him and Sebastian always hung out in the Undercroft whenever there was spare time so you knew Ominis was looking for you. Your heart started racing, and you felt like running in the opposite direction. But he had already heard your footsteps, and there was no way to avoid him. He told you once that when he becomes more familiar with someone, he’s able to tell who they are just based on the sounds they make when they walk, a skill that was not working in your favour right now.

"Hey," he said as he approached you, his voice soft and gentle. "I've been looking for you. Is everything okay?"

You couldn't look at his face, so you stared at your feet and mumbled a response. "I'm fine, just busy with schoolwork and stuff."

He didn't seem convinced, and you flinched when his cold hands reached out trying to hold your face. "Is something bothering you? You can tell me, you know that, right?"

You wanted to tell him everything, to spill your heart out and let him know how much him being disappointed in your looks scared you, and how hurt you were by the cruel comments people were making. But the words just wouldn't come out. Instead, you shrugged and muttered something about needing to get to class, before you tried to quickly walk away.

You felt terrible for avoiding him, but you didn't know how to face him without breaking down. The guilt ate away at you, and you knew that you couldn't keep avoiding him forever.

Ominis however, wasn’t going to let you keep avoiding him. “Please, please can you just talk to me?” he begged hearing you turn around.

The desperation in his voice broke down your resolve and so you gently reach out and grabbed his hand to lead him over to a nearby bench.

As you both sat down, Ominis angled himself towards you, a pleading look on his face.

“I had a dream.. well more like a nightmare last night.” You explained wringing your hands in your lap before continuing to describe every heart wrenching detail. “And, I know it was stupid and didn’t really let it get to my at first. Until I overheard some girls talking about us.”

“Us?”

“As in our relationship, like how you’re a member of the great Gaunt family but you’re with ME of all people.” Ominis’ faced hardened in anger but you quickly kept on talking so he wouldn’t interject.

“I know but that’s not really what bothered me. It’s what they said next; about how of course the only person I can manage to date is the blind person who doesn’t know what I look like. It- it just made me really insecure about my appearance and that combined with the nightmare I had all became too much.”

“So you think I’d have never even entertained dating you if I saw you face?” He choked out, upset you would even think that.

"I don't care what you look like," Ominis says firmly, "I fell in love with you for who you are, not what you look like.” He groaned “Salazar, I know that sounds cliché, but it's true. The love I have for you was born from your words, actions, and personality. And nothing could ever change that."

You feel tears prick at your eyes, the doubt slowly dissipating from your heart.

He chuckled lightly "I'm sorry for what I said in your dream," he continues, his feeling around to reach yours. "I would never say anything like that to you in real life. I love you, [Y/N], and I always will."

You look into his face, seeing nothing but sincerity and love. You realize how foolish you've been, letting a nightmare get in the way of your relationship with Ominis.

"I'm sorry," you say, your voice choked with emotion. "I should've talked to you instead of avoiding you."

"It's okay," he says, his thumb gently stroking the back of your hand. "I understand. But please know that I'm always here for you, no matter what."

You lean into him, feeling his arms wrap around you in a warm embrace. In that moment, you know that your doubts and fears were nothing but a silly nightmare.

“Hey, Ominis?” You asked wriggling out of the warmth of his arms to intertwine your hands with his once more.

“Hmm?”

“Would you still love me if I was a snake?”

The deadpan look on his face made you double over in laughter.

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Detention || Garreth Weasley

Synopsis - You help Garreth obtain a fwooper feather from Professor Sharp's office and it leads you both to a detention. A detention you won't easily forget.

Warnings - NSFW. Swearing. Fingering (F! Receiving). Virginity Loss. Unprotected P In V Sex. Public Sex.

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You and Garreth stood in front of Professor Sharp with your heads dipped in embarrassment as he scolded the two of you in front of the entire class. "Both of you will have detention this evening," Sharp said coldly. His eyes bore into your soul and you felt your face heating up as eyes casted upon you. You wanted to argue your case or deny your involvement in helping Garreth obtain the fwooper feather, but you were the only student who had access to Sharp's office Not to mention, Sharp had seen the two of you conversing before your entry.

Garreth groaned, "I didn't mean for that to happen Professor." His futile attempt to worm his way out of a detention, however, fell on deaf ears.

"That is besides the point, Mr Weasley. Your insolence is what obtained your detention, not your little stunt," Sharp rolled his eyes before he turned his attention to you. "And you, Miss L/N, should know better than this."

"I'm sorry Professor," you mumbled. "I was merely trying to help out a friend."

"Well, helping a friend has gotten you into more trouble than you had bargained for, hasn't it?" Sharp asked rhetorically as you nodded silently, averting your gaze. "I'd like for you to both be here for 5pm, no later or you'll be finding yourself in detention for a week!"

"Yes Sir," you both nodded in understanding and walked back to your potions station.

The rest of your day went by rather quickly and was, thankfully, uneventful. After potions, you had charms and then the rest of your day was free to do with what you will. You met up with some friends and hung around the castle grounds before you made your way back to the potions classroom for your detention.

"I see you're here Miss L/N," Professor Sharp said without looking up from his parchment. "Where is Mr Weasley?"

You shrugged. "I don't know Sir. I haven't seen him since potions this morning," you explained.

"Well, it looks like he is going to be late," he said, checking the clock on his desk. "If he isn't here within four and a half minutes."

"I'm sure he will be here Sir," you said quietly, shuffling your feet on the floor. "I have heard that Garreth has a tendency to leave things... last minute."

"I know students like Mr Weasley very well, Miss L/N. But what matters is that you are here on time," Sharp said. "And are therefore safe from any further punishment."

"Thank you Sir," you nodded your head and sat at your potions desk silently, eyeing the ingredients placed upon the surface. After ten minutes of silence and absent-mindedly strumming your fingers across your desk your detention partner came running in.

"I'm here! I'm here!" Garreth yelled, closing his eyes tightly and hunting over, placing his hands on his knees breathing heavily. "I'm sorry I'm late Professor Sharp! I fell asleep."

"I'm afraid that's not a good enough excuse Mr Weasley," Professor Sharp rolled his eyes and continued to scribble away. "Detentions every evening for the next week."

You couldn't help the slight smirk that laced your lips as Sharp gave Garreth his sentence. "But Sir-"

"But nothing Mr Weasley. I gave you a chance and you show up ten minutes late to your detention. With a pathetic excuse, no less."

Garreth nodded and pursed his lips. You could see he was trying his hardest not to roll his eyes as he sat down next to you at his own potions station. You were still smirking when he turned his head to look at you, a frown on his face. "What are you smiling at?" He asked quietly, voice oozing frustration.

"Nothing," you whispered back.

Garreth couldn't help the silly smile that spread across his face as he looked at you. He thought you were truly beautiful; one of the most beautiful witches at Hogwarts. Your hair framed your face nicely, and it's colour made your eyes pop. You felt the ginger haired boy staring at you. You looked over your shoulder and offered him a sweet smile, but as soon as your eyes met, Garreth looked away quickly. A faint dust of pink dancing across his cheeks.

Your detention was two hours in length and the first hour dragged. You had opted to doing some homework in the meantime while Garreth just sat there. His eyes narrowing on the potions station in front of him while he thought about what exactly went wrong with his experiment earlier on in the day. Roughly an hour and a quarter into your detention, Professor Sharp glanced at his clock and stood up swiftly. His eyes flickered between the two of you.

"Is everything okay, Professor?" You asked, startled by his sudden movements.

Sharp nodded quickly before opening his mouth to speak. "I have a meeting I have to attend too. It shouldn't take me too long. I trust you two can behave yourselves in the time I'm gone?"

"Why don't we just finish the detention now?" Garreth suggested cheekily. "I've certainly learnt my lesson."

"Silence, Mr Weasley."

"Garreth," you hissed, eyes narrowing at the boy besides you before you turned your attention to your professor. "Of course, Professor."

"Good," Sharp said. He used his wand to lock his office door between looking between the two of you once more. "If you don't behave, I shall know about it. Now if you don't mind, I shall be back momentarily."

And with that, Professor Sharp limped out of the classroom.

A few seconds of silence had passed since Professor Sharp had left, and Garreth was already up to mischief. He had opened up his potions book and was flipping through it, a grin on his lips. You eyed him wearily. "What are you up too?" You asked, shaking your head.

"Looking for something," he replied quickly. His eyes scanned the pages of the book in front of him before his grin lit up. "Damnit! That's why it went wrong!"

"Why what went wrong?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. "Your experiment?"

Garreth nodded, shoving the book your way. "I can't believe I was so stupid! Next time, it'll blow your mind, I promise."

"Garreth, no," you scowled, furrowing your brows at him.

"Why not? It'll be fun!" He protested. "In fact, we could do it right now while Sharp is at his meeting. It'll be finished and cleaned up before he even gets back!"

You snickered slightly before you eyes widened with realisation. "You're not joking are you?"

Garreth shook his head, eyes glinting with a wicked mischief you had never seen before. "Nope," he said, plopping the 'p'.

"You cannot be serious," you scowled. "What if he comes back in the meantime? We don't know how long he'll be gone!"

"I know all the Professors schedules around here," Garreth replied cooly. "He'll be gone for at least twenty minutes."

You shook your head as a slight laugh of disbelief left your lips. "You should not be messing around like this!"

"Scared, princess?" He teased, raising his eyebrow at you.

Your eyes widened at his use of 'princess' and a blush crossed your cheeks. "N-No!" You stuttered. "I just don't want to get into anymore trouble than I already am!"

Garreth wiggled his eyebrows at you. "What if I promise we won't?" He was teasing you again. You couldn't help it, the way he was looking at you sent a warmth straight to your core and you found yourself gripping your thighs together tightly. Garreth noticed your sudden stiffness and smirked at you. "Something wrong princess?"

"No, nothing," you replied, shaking your head.

He leaned closer to you, so close that you could feel his breath on your face. "You sure about that?"

You squeeze your thighs together tighter, desperate to gain some friction between your legs. His cologne was overwhelming as it invaded your nostrils. So much so, you began to feel a little light headed. You found yourself grasping underneath the table until your knuckles were turning white. Shaking your head desperately at your detention partner. "I'm sure."

Garreth rolled his eyes playfully at you. "You seem... tense." He scooted closer to you, your shoulders now touching.

Your face was flushed with embarrassment. "Garreth, I'm fine," you snapped sharply.

Garreth's hands dropped from his side to your thigh, gripping your soft flesh ever so slightly. "Come on princess, talk to me. What's the matter? Do I make you nervous?" He asked cheekily, a chuckle emitting from his throat. He knew what he was doing as your thighs continued to press together. Your face red from his thumbs movements on your bare skin. You stayed silent as his hand continued to caress your thigh. "Say something."

You gulped, hard. You weren't sure what to say and thoughts were swirling about in your mind. "T-There's nothing to say."

"You know, Professor Sharp will be in his meeting now," Garreth smirked. His eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips before looking back into your eyes again.

"What are you suggesting Garreth?" You asked as your eyes widened.

He leaned into your ear, nipping lightly at the soft flesh of your lobe. "I'm suggesting we make a little mess," he purred. Your eyes were wider than they had ever been now as Garreth's words sunk into your brain. His chapped lips against your earlobe was sending a wave of heat straight to your cheeks as the red-haired male continued to tease you. "What do you say princess?" He asked as he pulled away and looked into your eyes.

"What exactly are you suggesting Garreth?" You muttered lowly.

You turned your head to avert your gaze from Garreth's, but the boy tucked his hand under your chin and forced your face to look at his. "Let me show you," he whispered breathily before pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered closed as his chapped lips collided with yours, his tongue running along your bottom lip. You swore your heart skipped a beat as the boy caressed your cheek softly, almost as if you were porcelain threatening to break at any moment. When he pulled away, he spoke quietly. “How was that?”

Your eyes opened upon his question, and although you were almost too stunned to speak, you managed to force out a quick and shy “good.”

Garreth grinned at you goofily. His heart was threatening to beat out of his chest as he leaned into kiss you once more, this time more passionately than the last. His hands fell from your cheeks to your hips, pulling you ontop of him. Your eyes shot open as you were pulled onto his lap and you squrimed uncomfortably at this new position. You repositioned yourself so your legs were on either side of his body, you were straddling him as he kissed you passionately. Your new position earned a slight grunt of approval from the Gryffindor, which caught you of guard, a gasp emitting from your throat at the sensation of his grunt against your lips. Garreth took this surprise to his advantage, by slipping his tongue into your mouth. You couldn’t help but moan softly as his tongue met yours and suddenly your tongues were fighting for dominance. Garreth won, his tongue continuing to swirl around your own as he gripped your hips tighter, pulling your body closer to his.

You couldn’t help but grind your hips against Garreth’s as he pulled away from your lips. His goofy grin still plastered on his face as he gazed into your eyes longingly. Your lips felt tender but you didn’t care, leaning in to kiss the ginger again. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Garreth asked between kisses.

“Probably not,” you replied honestly, continuing to kiss him inbetween words.

“Well,” Garreth pondered, moving his lips away from yours. “Sharp will be gone for at least twenty more minutes.”

“And?” You asked raising an eyebrow, curious as to where he was going with this.

“I say we find ourselves a broom closet and I give you a proper welcome to Hogwarts,” Garreth smirked.

You blushed profusely at his suggestion but shook your head. “We can’t,” you said. “He could be back any minute.”

“Trust me, he’ll be gone before we even get back,” Garreth gripped your hips tighter and you grinded against him again.

“We can’t,” you protested, biting your bottom lip. "Believe me, I want too, but we can't leave this room."

Garreth thought for a moment before pecking your lips once more. "What if we don't leave this room?" He asked, his hands moving to either side of your arms and rubbing lightly.

Your eyes widened. "You mean... in here?" You asked. Shocked wasn't even the word you were feeling right now. "W-What if Professor Sharp comes back?"

"Believe me, he won't," Garreth winked. "Do you trust me?" He asked.

You shook your head and laughed. "No."

His eyes darkened slightly. "Trust me Y/N," he said, a seriousness lacing his voice.

You gulped and nodded. "Okay."

Garreth bucked his hips against yours and grinned wickedly at you. "I promise you it'll be worth it princess."

"I'll hold you to that," you said.

Garreth winked at you once more and shifted his weight, pushing you off his lap slightly and standing up. He loomed over you, it was almost intimidating but before you could give it any more thought he pulled you close to him, dipping his head to kiss you again in a lip bruising kiss. Before you knew it, you were pressed up against the potion station table, his hand working its way down to the hem of your skirt. You felt Garreth's hand shaky against your thigh and you pulled away for a second, looking him in the eyes. "Have you done this before?" You asked. He shook his head 'no' and began to press kiss after kiss down your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Are you sure you want to do this?" You asked.

"I'm sure," he whispered breathlessly against your neck. His fingers were up your skirt now, playing with the waistband of your underwear teasingly. Despite his confident demeanour, you could tell he was nervous. "I want you," he reassured you before dipping his fingers into your underwear quickly.

You hissed lightly at the coldness of his fingers as they danced across your folds, teasing you. He wasted no time in plunging a singular finger into your cunt, biting at your neck as he did. "Oh," you whimpered, your hands finding their way to Garreth's shoulders, steadying yourself against him.

"So tight," Garreth grinned against your neck as his finger began to plunge in and out of you. You gasped quietly at the sensation and bucked your hips up against him.

"More," you whispered to him.

"More?" Garreth asked teasingly, a second finger teasing your entrance as he pressed his lips to yours again.

You nodded eagerly into the kiss, moaning as you felt his second finger enter you slowly. You were already floating above the clouds from his fingers alone and you couldn't help but wonder how good his cock would feel. You pulled away from the kiss and groaned as Garreth's fingers quickened their pace. "W-We don't have time for this," you moaned lightly.

"Okay princess," Garreth smiled sweetly, removing his fingers from your cunt. You expected him to wipe away your wetness on his uniform, or maybe even lick them clean, but you didn't expect what he did. He placed his two fingers to your lips and grinned. "Suck," he ordered.

You nodded shyly, opening your mouth and slowly enveloping his two fingers. You rolled your eyes into the back of your head as you sucked your wetness off of his fingers, swirling your tongue around the digits. Suddenly, he retracted his fingers from your mouth and began to quickly unzip his trousers and pull his already hard cock out of his boxers. You couldn't help but trail your eyes down to Garreth's cock as he pumped at it a few times, grin widening at your reaction, watching as you bit your lip at the sight of him. "Wow," was all you could say.

You were surprised at how big and thick he was and you couldn't help but wonder the cliche - would it even fit? You quickly pushed that thought out of your mind and yelped as Garreth turned you around so you were facing the potions station, away from him. As he flipped up your skirt and pulled your underwear down to your thighs, Garreth couldn't help but chuckle. "This is definitely a memorable detention. Dare I say, the best detention I have ever had."

You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth to say something, but he quickly pushed his cock inside of you, walls stretching as he entered you. A moan fell from your open mouth and you gripped the table below you to keep yourself steady. An "oh God," fell from your lips as he fully bottomed out inside of you.

Garreth pulled his dress shirt and jumper up to get a good view of your ass as he settled inside of you. A soft sigh left his lips as you squirmed beneath him. "C-Can I move?" He stuttered, biting his bottom lip. He knew he wouldn't last long, the way you were squeezing him simply felt too good, but Garreth knew he'd try and last as long as he could.

"Yes, please," you nodded and happily obliging, Garreth began to move his hips slowly, pulling his cock from your cunt before forcing himself back in. You moaned in unison as Garreth began to pound into you slowly, but harshly. Your mouth was hung open as soft moans and sighs fell from your lips and your eyes were squeezed shut as the pleasure overtook your mind.

"So tight," Garreth repeated, hands grasping at your hips desperately bouncing you up and down on his cock. He was completely entranced by the way he disappeared and reappeared out of your cunt. This was possibly the best moment of his life: loosing his virginity during detention definitely beat all of his current life achievements so far.

"Don't say such things," you whimpered, biting your lip. You were embarrassed by what he was saying, you weren't sure why, but you were.

Garreth chuckled and responded by quickening his pace, rutting into you at a now brutal pace. You moaned loudly, completely forgetting you were in a public place and could be interrupted at any moment by your Professors. Garreth didn't seem to mind, if anything his pace encouraged you to make as much noise as possible. His grip on your hips tightening even more, sure enough to leave bruise marks later on. He bent down and bit on your earlobe, whispering words of praise. "You feel so good princess. You're doing so well for me. You take me so fucking good."

"Garreth," you moaned, one of your hands falling in-between your legs and rubbing quick little circles around your clit as you reached your orgasm.

"What's wrong beautiful?" He asked, eyes full blown with lust as he continued to buck his hips up into you quickly. He couldn't help but let out a strangled groan as he felt the walls of your cunt tighten around his cock. "God you're getting so fucking tight."

"I'm going to cum Garreth," you whimpered.

"Cum for me princess, cum on my cock," Garreth smirked. One of his hands moved from your hip, to your hair, tangling itself into your locks as he pounded into you. He pulled on your hair, forcing your head back. You turned to look at him, watching as his green eyes glistened with anticipation. The sight of him alone had you cumming on his cock, hard. A squeal of his name left your lips and Garreth pushed your head forward and returned his hand back to your hip, pace speeding up more than you ever thought possible as he reached his own orgasm. The feeling of your walls spasming around him with your own release had him reaching his in no time, and shamelessly he shouted your name as he spurted thick ropes of cum deep inside of you. "Fuck!"

Garreth's hips stuttered as he came, your hand returning to the potions station table to balance yourself. After a few seconds of stuttering hips and curse words, Garreth finally stilled himself. His breathing was heavy, but that goofy smirk remained on his lips. There was silence for a minute as the two of you caught your breath, panting echoing in the empty room. You opened your eyes as Garreth pulled out of you quickly, tugged up your underwear and flipped your skirt back down before he tucked his softening cock back into his boxers, zipping up his trousers.

Your legs wobbled as you sat back down in your seat, returning to your homework. The silence was almost deafening until Garreth spoke, his tone teasing. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

You nodded, too embarrassed to look him directly in the eye. "I did, did you?"

He laughed heartily. "Very much so." When you didn't look at him, Garreth sat down and tugged on your shoulder, forcing you to look at him. Without saying a word, he cupped your face in his hand and pressed his lips softly to yours. You sighed into the kiss but before you could kiss back, he pulled away and stared into your eyes, thumb caressing your cheek gently. "We should do that again some time."

"You think?" You asked softly, eyes lighting up.

"Oh yes. I think we should do it all the time," Garreth smirked mischievously.

You nodded to him in agreement and chuckled. "I agree."

"Glad you do," he said before grabbing his potions book and turning his attention to the pages in front of him. You smiled to yourself softly as you turned back to your homework, continuing to scribble your answers on the parchment.

It wasn't long before Professor Sharp was limping in, his eyes automatically darting between you and Garreth. "I see there have been no accidents," he stated, looking at Garreth approvingly.

"No Sir," you smiled, looking up at him from your homework. A nod of approval was given to you by Professor Sharp as Garreth didn't even bother looking up from his potions book.

As Sharp reached his desk, he looked at the clock and coughed. "Your detention is over," he stated to the two of you. "And don't forget Mr Weasley, I expect you here tomorrow at the same time, or your detentions will be extended for two weeks."

Garreth nodded and stood up quickly, packing his potions book away before turning to you with his hand held out for you to take. You smiled as you took Garreth's hand and was hoisted up. The ginger wasted no time in dragging you out of the potions classroom and to your dormitory before placing a soft, chaste kiss on your lips.

"I'll see you soon, I hope," he whispered into your lips.

"You'll be seeing a lot more of me Weasley," you smirked, kissing him on the cheek and walking into your dormitory. Garreth stood outside the doors smiling to himself before walking away, no doubt, up to cause mischief somewhere else.

I want to thank @pugsnotdrugs92 for basically forcing me to write something for Garreth Weasley *eye roll* - ONLY JOKING. But I am extremely happy with how this turned out, so although you're not the biggest Garreth fan, I hope it tickles you in the right way regardless!

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in-class-daydreams · 11 months

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Labours of Love (Sebastian Sallow x Reader)

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x Fem!Reader (no Y/N) Synopsis. The day Sebastian Sallow learns he's going to be a father. A prequel of sorts to 'Dress Code.' A/N: I am obsessed with girl dad Seb, so here's the events leading up to it. (Seb's still an auror here, it just doesn't come up) TW: None this time

“Sebastian, I think I might be pregnant!” you blurted out.

You stood in the bathroom doorway facing your husband, who was in your shared bedroom fiddling with his cuffs.

When the two of you first started dating and you were having the typical romance fantasies teens have, you envisioned announcing your pregnancy with more ceremony. A cake, a Slytherin baby onesie, you know - something cuter than busting out of the bathroom on a random Tuesday while Sebastian was trying to get ready for work.

“Huh?” Sebastian said intelligently. His waistcoat was still unbuttoned and he hadn’t combed his hair yet. There was a little stubble lining his jaw, which you’ve never had complaints about, but he preferred to keep clean-shaven.

His face was unmoving and you could see the cogs in his brain turning. Said cogs seemed to be sticky and emitting smoke, but moving nonetheless.

You took a deep breath.

“My period’s late and I’ve been sick the last few days,” you explained. “The math checks out.”

Sebastian’s breath came quicker. He looked at you like a scared mooncalf.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

You shook your head. “There’s a vial in the drawer. Will you get it for me?”

The request isn’t even fully out of your mouth before your husband basically dives for the dresser and digs around for the one vial he doesn’t really recognize. It’s about the size of his index finger and halfway filled with cloudy gray liquid.

“What do you want to drink with it? Water, milk, juice? Anything, love, just say the word.” Each of Sebastian’s words had increasingly shorter pauses between them. He kept shifting his weight about.

“No, it’s not for drinking.” You started to hesitate, but remembered his knowledge of your bodily fluids was what got you here in the first place. “I have to pee into this vial.”

Sebastian stared.

“Oh. Alright, then.” His warm hands planted on your shoulder and hip and guided you further into the bathroom where he sat you down on the toilet. When he kneeled in front of you, you shouted and pushed at his shoulders.

“What are you doing down there?” you cried.

“Holding the vial,” he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Give it here.” He held his hand out for it, to which you clutched it in your hand tighter.

“What kind of aim do you think I have? I don’t want you to get pee on your–”

Sebastian rolled his eyes, “I don’t care about that, I’ve had my hands in all kinds of places on you.”

You leaned forwards and held his face in your hands. “Sebastian, my love, my husband, potential father of my child, I appreciate the sentiment, but I can’t pee with you that close to my body. You can stay in here, just turn around.”

When you let go, Sebastian huffed, but did as you said.

“Since when were you piss-shy?”

“Say ‘pee,’ Seb.”

“Piss off.” He glanced back. “How do we know what’s what?”

“It will take several minutes, but if the liquid turns clear, I’m pregnant. Black, I’m not. Alright, all done.”

Sebastian whirled around just as you were covering up. Once again, he carefully guided you back to the bedroom as if you were already gravid with child.

“I might be pregnant, not feeble,” you told him.

“Better to err on the side of caution,” he replied.

You gave him a bewildered look. “Since when have you ever done that?”

He kneeled in front of you and eyed the unchanged pregnancy test as if giving it an evil look would speed up the results.

“Since you became pregnant.”

“Possibly pregnant, and even if I am, the baby would maybe be blueberry-sized. Me walking around won’t hurt it.” You placed a hand on your belly. Thoughts of your little blueberry made a smile spread across your face.

Your husband laughed. “I’m not worried about that baby right now.”

Gasping, you shouted, “Sebastian!”

“What? I’m not. It’s safe and warm inside you. Me, I’m worried about my wife and the nine months she’s going to have to grow a human inside her.” His expression turned tender, and your heart swelled with love. The butterflies you felt when you were fifteen running around the restricted section with him at Hogwarts came back as they did every day you were with him.

His warm hand closed around yours and turned the vial towards him. Your husband frowned at the cloudy gray.

“Why is it taking so long?” Sebastian shook your joined hands and the color began to shift.

The two of you watched with bated breath as the once cloudy liquid cleared and lost all color.

You covered your mouth and Sebastian let out a shuddering sigh. He buried his face in your stomach.

“We’re having a child together,” he whispered. His voice broke. “I’m going to be a father.”

Tears sprung to your eyes. You nodded and ran your hand through his soft chestnut hair.

“It was always going to be you. There was nobody else,” you said softly.

Sebastian chuckled wetly. “Funny. I loved you long before that time in the library.”

“I remember you telling me that first day in Hecat's class sealed the deal for you.” Despite your teasing, your tone was warm and fond.

"You were electric. I'd never been so enraptured with someone before," your beloved husband replied. "I could only ever picture you as my wife from that day on."

You hugged him tighter. Words were insufficient thanks for the extent of his love for you.

When he pressed his ear to you, you reminded him how small the baby was - how it was hardly more than a clump of cells. Sebastian continued listening for something. He moved higher to the middle of your chest.

“I’m not listening for the baby. I want to hear you.”

While Sebastian listened to your heartbeat, you were sure that he could hear the rhythm pick up. For someone so reckless and stubborn when you met him, in your quiet moments, he said the most heart-stopping things.

You pulled him up to face-level and planted a kiss on his lips. He stayed half-knelt, looking up at you with reverence. You knew that look well. It was the only one he'd ever given you since you met. In all your hardships, in all your crazy adventures, Sebastian's gaze was always as if the stars in the sky rearranged themselves just to please you.

“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips.

You thought that should be your line. He squeezed you tighter.

“For everything,” he added. “Absolutely everything.”

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