Just a Hogwarts Legacy Hyperfixation

I just love these characters so much. Happiness for them al

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for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing

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An Ominis for your travels.

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Does anyone know of any fun Hogwarts Legacy discords to join? I want to rabidly discuss how much I love and want to destroy and give more emotional turmoil cherish them 🥺

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Owl Post

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: None Summary: Sebastian notices you are upset about not getting post, so decides to write you a small love letter to brighten your morning

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You sat at the your house table in the Great Hall, a slight frown marring your usually cheerful face. You absentmindedly stirred your porridge, glancing around at the students who were receiving letters and packages from their families and friends. The owls soared gracefully through the enchanted ceiling, delivering messages to eager recipients.

Sebastian, your new long term flame, was sitting a few seats down and couldn't help but notice your disappointed expression. He had overheard you complaining to Poppy about never receiving owl mail, finding the mornings in the Great Hall a bit less exciting compared to others. A mischievous smile played on his lips as an idea sparked in his mind. He decided that he would be the one to change that.

Late that night, Sebastian sat in the common room with parchment and a quill, carefully crafting a heartfelt letter to you. He poured his feelings onto the page, expressing the warmth and admiration he felt for you. He sealed the envelope with a dash of wax and pressed it so it was nice and tightly closed, grinning at the surprise waiting to happen. The next morning, before breakfast, Sebastian carefully made his way to the Owlery to choose and owl to deliver the special letter. He whispered his instructions to the her and watched as it soared off into the early morning sky, disappearing among the clouds.

As you entered the Great Hall that morning, you noticed the familiar fluttering of wings above you. A brown, pleasant looking owl descended gracefully, landing in front of you with a small note attached to its leg. Surprised, you took the letter and untied it from the owl's leg. You could hardly contain her excitement as you recognized Sebestians distinctive handwriting. You look over to him, giving him a questioning look but all he did was shrug and smile, going back to the food on his plate

Curiosity and delight danced in your eyes as you slowly unfolded the parchment and began to read:

My Dearest Y/N,

I hope this letter finds you in the best of spirits, and that the sight of this owl bearing my words brings a smile to your face. I've noticed the lack of owl posts in your life, and I couldn't stand the thought of your mornings being any less delightful than they should be.

There's something magical about the way your eyes light up when you're excited or passionate about something. It's a sight I've come to cherish, and it never fails to brighten my day. I've been meaning to tell you how much I love the way you look when you're lost in thought, a thousand galaxies swirling in your eyes.

Some of my fondest memories involve sneaking on to late night walks with you after curfew on those clear nights when the rest of the world was asleep and finding a nice quiet place to just look at the stars while in each others arms. Stargazing with you is like being transported to another realm, where time stands still, and it's just us against the vastness of the universe. Those stolen moments are etched into my heart, and I find myself yearning for more every day.

And I can't help but mention the small glances we share across the common room. It's as if our eyes have a language of their own, speaking volumes in silence. Those stolen glances, the unspoken connection, they make me fall more and more in love with you with each passing day. It's a love that grows stronger, deeper, and more profound.

For the first time in a long time, I feel at home. Not just within the stone walls of Hogwarts, but within the warmth of your laughter, the gentleness of your touch, and the genuine connection we share. You've become an important part of who I am becoming, and I can't imagine it any other way.

I know we've just started this journey together, and I want you to know that I meant every word I said that first night we spent together. I am planning on spending my life with you. Thank you for believing in me and seeing the potential that no one has seen before. 

Forever and Always yours,

Sebastian Sallow

As you reached the end of the letter, face hurting from the smiling it caused you couldn't help but look over at Sebastian once more, who was watching you with an expectant grin. You eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between the two of you. You mouthed a heartfelt "thank you" to Sebastian, your eyes sparkling with gratitude.

Sebastian just winks, a mixture of mischief and genuine affection in his gaze.

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The Note

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: Just some sheer class embarassment, sebastian sends a spicy note, previous spice implied Summary: Sebastian wants your attention, so he writes you a little note. Unfortunately for the both of you, Professor Weasley is also paying attention.

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Sebastian couldn't resist the mischievous urge to send a note across to you, sitting a few desks away between Poppy and Natty. You were laughing and talking and ignoring his stares and that just wouldn’t do at all. With a sly grin, he hastily scribbled a rather inappropriate and detailed note of the previous night you had shared together, folded it neatly, and levitated it toward you discreetly.

“Oh? Whats this?” You giggle, taking the small piece of parchment and looking around, meeting Sebastian’s gaze. He smiles sweetly at you, causing your heart to skip a beat. Just as You unfolded the note, curiosity gleaming in your eyes, Professor Weasley swooped in with an agility that only a master disciplinarian could have and tsked. She quickly seized the note from your hand, her disapproving gaze fixing on both the sender and the receiver.

"Mr. Sallow! Miss Y/N! This is highly inappropriate behavior in my classroom!" Professor McGonagall scolded, her voice echoing through the room. “Socializing should be done outside the classroom. If it's something you feel the need to discuss in my class, then it must be important enough to share with the class.”

Sebastian’s freckled face begins to flush pink. “Professor, I don’t think you want to do that.” He tries to warn her.”Its-”

“Nonsense!” Professor Weasley interrupts. “Let us share now, shall we?” She began to read the note aloud, but as the content turned spicier, her usually composed demeanor wavered.

The classroom hushed, students exchanging curious glances as their professor's face gradually turned a shade of crimson that rivaled Gryffindor's bold colors. The note was a tad too explicit for her liking.Unable to continue, Professor Weasley cleared her throat awkwardly, silently folded the note and handed it back to You, who was also now blushing an impressive shade of pink . The class erupted into stifled laughter, Poppy and Natty looking at you with sympathy, though struggling to contain their own laughter. Sebastian just grinned proudly at his success.

You shot a mortified glance at Sebastian, who nonchalantly shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He gives you a small wink, before turning to look down at his book. You quickly shove the note in your bag, the temperature of the room uncomfortably warm for the rest of the afternoon.

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MC: Oh! You smell good today

Sebastian: *panics with confidence* thanks! I'm using both nostrils

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Hogsmeade Happenings

Sebastian Sallow x reader Warning: Nothing major, hinted sebastian sallow outcast, typical high school rumor mill behavior Summary: You and sebastian enjoy each others company on a nice walk to hogsmeade. Unbeknownst to you, your classmates all have their own opinions about sebastian sallow and everybody talks.

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The brisk autumn air embraced Hogwarts as You and Sebastian strolled hand in hand toward Hogsmeade, laughing and enjoying what limited sunlight the season has granted so far. As the two of you walked, You couldn’t help but notice the hushed whispers and pointing you were faced with from fellow classmates as you wandered toward the village with Sebastian, making things a little odd.

"Are people talking about us?" You asked, a curious smile playing on your lips.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, looking nonchalant. "Well, my dear Y/N, I do have a bit of a reputation with the faculty, as I said before, but I must have forgotten to mention the ones with the ladies."

You rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh no, a heartbreaker, Mister Sallow?"

“Only when they fall in love with me. But I am a Unicorn stallion that can’t be tamed.”He chuckled, squeezing her hand. "I can't help it if I leave a lasting impression. I’d just ignore it, honestly." He shrugs, continuing to lead down the path. “The Hogwarts rumor mill is always churning out some sort of nonsense. Don’t be surprised to hear we are running off to Bulgaria in a few weeks to get married.”

“I’ll have my bags ready, I suppose!”

“You and me both.”

Your laughter echoed through the air, temporarily drowning out the whispers and glances of your peers. However, as you continued your leisurely walk, you couldn't shake the nagging curiosity about what everyone was truly saying.

The shops and pubs of Hogsmeade came into view, and the couple decided to stop at the Three Broomsticks for a warm drink. As the two of you entered, the atmosphere shifted, and the conversations around them seemed to hush momentarily as students from the school noticed your arrival. You caught a few sidelong glances and discrete points in your direction. Sebastian, ever the suave gentleman, ordered Butterbeers with a charming smile, ignoring the behavior of the other patrons. You couldn't help but feel a surge of anger as people continued to mutter among their little groups, some looking upon Sebastian with distaste.

As the two of you settled into a cozy corner booth, you couldn't resist bringing up the lingering topic once more. "Sebastian, seriously, what's the deal with everyone talking about us and staring?" you ask, loudly enough for the nearest group to hear her. The 3rd years who had been whispering and pointing the most, quickly shuffled out of their chairs and toward the exit of the bar,

Sebastian leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. "Like I said, I have a reputation. But it's nothing to worry about, honestly.” He takes a big drink of butterbeer and sighs, his usual mischievous grin reappearing. “Better drink it while its warm.” He teases, nodding his head down at your cup. “When we’re done here maybe we can go to the broom shop? I have to pick up some new handle polish if you don’t mind.”

“I suppose.” You smile, too relaxed to continue the conversation. You take a big gulp of butter beer and sigh content, its warmth washing over you.

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Repayment

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: Game timeline sort of. Y/N in place of MC the day after sneaking into the library's restricted section. Flirty fluff Summary: After the nights adventure of sneaking into the restricted section, you look for sebastian to thank him for his help ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The morning after your late night excursion to the library, you hurried through the crowded corridors of Hogwarts, your heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and excitement as you searched for Sebastian Sallow over the heads of other students. You couldn't believe that you had managed to sneak into the restricted section of the library the previous night, all thanks to him, and he had covered for you when the two of you had been caught by Peeves.

As you approached the courtyard, you spotted Sebastian leaning against a stone pillar, a casual smile playing on his lips as he chatted with a group of Slytherins boys. His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes lit up as he saw you approaching. Your cheeks flushed as you remembered the events of the previous night.

"Sebastian!" you called out, catching his full attention. He straightened up and pushed himself off the pillar, looking at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Ah, Y/N. Fancy seeing you here," he chuckles. He jerks his head toward a quieter corner of the yard, ignoring the oohs and ahhs and wolf whistles of his companions. This caused your face to burn even redder. Sebastian just grinned. “Ignore them,” he adds more seriously, turning to catch your gaze once more, grinning mischievously down at you.

You couldn't help but smile back, feeling a warmth spreading through you as you beam up at him. "I wanted to thank you for helping me out last night. I wouldn't have made it without your quick thinking."You tell him shly. “I really appreciate your help!”

Sebastian chuckled once more, his gaze never leaving yours. "No need to thank me. I figured you could use a hand, and I must say, it was quite the adventure."

"Well, I appreciate it either way. Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

“Now that you mention it,”Sebastian's smirk widened, and he took a step closer, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear that you had been absentmindedly tugging at. "I wouldn't mind another trip to Hogsmeade together, without battling the trolls this time."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. "Hogsmeade? Just the two of us?"

“Yup,” ”Sebastian leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Just the two of us. No trolls, no repairing town squares or hiding from thugs like Rookwood. Just a nice, quiet day in Hogsmeade." He pulled back, a smug expression on his face as he noticed your blushing. You stood there in silence, mind racing and heart pounding to no end. She couldn't quite understand why she felt this way, but there was something undeniably magnetic about Sebastian.

“I-I suppose we can-”

“Good.” Sebastian grins, turning to head back toward the group of boys he had been in the company of a few minutes prior As he walked away, he glanced over his shoulder and added, "Look out for my owl then."

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A Moment of Relief

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warning: I had a hard day so wrote this mid panic attack and thats the whole theme of the little fic! Just pure Sebastian comforting the one he loves as they stress over everyday witch and wizard things. Just a lot of crying and tension. Summary: Sebastian you and comforts you after a very hard day of school.

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You try to hold in a sob and quickly wipe the tears from your face as you hear fast footsteps coming toward you. “I’m fine!” You call out when you recognized Sebastian’s voice calling you in the distance. “I’m fine, I'm here! I’m just-” You begin to tear up again, choking on a small cry.

“Come here, love.” Sebastian quickens the last few steps towards you, gently taking your hand. “I have been looking for you for hours.” He muttered, pulling you down the deserted corridor. “The way you raced out of charms today, and when Natty said you didn’t turn up at dinner.. I was worried.” he whispered softly, pushing an empty classroom door open and leading you inside.

The door closed behind the two of you, muffling the distant sounds of the castle. Sebastian guided you to a corner of the room, allowing all distractions to be hidden. He didn't say a word, just held you as you sobbed, the pain and tiredness etched on your face as you began to tremble in his arms.”Let it all out, sweetheart.” he whispers softly, holding you close to him.

You clung to Sebastian's robes, burying your face in his chest as if it would absorb you and never release you into the cruel world again. Your sobs were stifled, choked with the weight of whatever had brought you to this point. Sebastian's heart ached at the sight of your pain, and he tightened his embrace, rubbing soothing circles on your back."It's okay, Y/N. I'm here," he whispered, his voice a gentle reassurance.”I’m not going anywhere, love. I’m right here.”

You continued to cry, the words tumbling out in fragments between sobs. "N.E.W.Ts… so much work… Charms and Transfiguration… I can't… keep up.. And family stuff… just.." You stop, burying your face in his chest once more

Sebastian shushed you softly. “You don’t have to explain anything, darling. Just know that I am here.”. He knew the weight of personal expectations, the pressure of school, and constantly family related duties had been taking its toll on you. In that moment, words felt inadequate, so he just held you, letting you release the pent-up emotions.

As the minutes passed, Your sobs began to subside. Sebastian continued to cradle you in his arms, providing a sense of stability in the midst of chaos. The warmth of your shared silence enveloped the two of you. Eventually, You pulled back, eyes red and swollen but a sense of relief apparent. Sebastian brushed a strand of hair from your face, offering a tender smile. "There’s that beautiful face." He coos softly, kissing your forehead.

“I-I’m sorry I worried you so much.” You hiccup, wiping a few stray tears from your cheek. “I just couldn’t hold it in anymore and-”

“Say no more.” Sebastian interrupts, pulling you in for another tight hug. “You are allowed to feel this way you know.” He reminds you, sighing in relief as your previously tense body relaxes in his arms. “Just know that no matter what you are going through, I will always be here to help you.”

“I-I know.” you sigh, a small smile pulling at your lips as you cuddle into him once more. Thank you, Sebastian.” "Anytime, sweetheart."

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Corridor Waltz

Sebastian x F! Reader Warnings: Just some post argument fluff and light discussion, nothing big, female reader clear Summary: After Sebastian is too stubborn to ask you to the Yule Ball and finds out who you went with instead and argue, the two of you find yourselves at a crossroad in the corridors.

“I didn’t mean to make you upset.” You break the silence,smoothing out the skirt of your dress carefully. “You just didn’t ask me, and I didn’t want to go alone so-”

“So you ask Leander-Fucking-Prewitt? The top idiot himself?” Sebastian repeats himself harshly. “I wanted to ask you but with everything going on I-I forgot and,” He trails off, sighing in defeat. “I'm sorry, Y/N. Its all my fault. Yet another big thing ruined by my stupid pride. Sebastian paced anxiously in the dimly lit corridor of Hogwarts, the shadows flickering as the torches cast dancing silhouettes on the cold stone walls. The air was thick with tension, as your argument slowly dissipates and begins to make room for regrets

You stood a few feet away, back turned to him and posture tense. The echoes of your heated words still reverberated in the quiet corridor. He had been too proud to ask you to the Yule Ball, convinced that you would reject him, and you had been equally stubborn in not extending an invitation yourself. The weight of unspoken feelings hung heavily in the air, a palpable force that pushed you two apart even as your hearts pulled you together.

Unable to bear the silence any longer, Sebastian took a deep breath and approached you slowly. He reached out, his fingers gently grazing your arm. You tensed slightly at his touch, but he persisted, turning you to face him. Your eyes were stormy, a mixture of hurt and confusion. Sebastian couldn't stand to see you like this.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice breaking the silence. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. I just... I didn't know how to ask you."

Your eyes searched his, looking for sincerity. Slowly, you nodded, acknowledging the apology. “I forgive you, Seb.” You respond, wiping another small tear from your cheek. “But we can’t keep doing this to each other. We-we have to finally draw that line in the sand as to what this- what we are.”

Sebastian took a step closer, cupping you face in his hands. He tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. There, in the flickering light of the torches, he saw vulnerability in your eyes, a reflection of his own thoughts and feelings swirling in them. Leaning in he pressed a soft, apologetic kiss to your lips. It was a gentle touch, a silent plea for understanding. The tension gives way to a bittersweet mixture of longing and forgiveness.

Sebastian pulled away, his eyes locked with yours. "Can I have this next dance right here?" he asked, his voice low and earnest. “Well, what I am assuming is another dance.” He adds, half chuckling.”’S’hard to tell, with the way this orchestra plays.”

You looked at him in shock and confusion. “Right here? In the corridor?”

“Of course.” he replied softly, tucking a strand of hand behind your ear. He sighs as you slowly return his smile and nods. Sebastian took your hand in his, his touch warm and reassuring. With his other hand on your waist, he guided you into a simple dance. “Wait I-” you attempt to not trip. “I’m not a very good dancer.” You try to explain shyly, but he just chuckles.

“Then here,”Sebastian smiled and gently pulled you feet to stand on top of his.”Now you don’t have to worry about it, and I don’t have to bend so far down to do this.” He pecks your lips softly once again

The two of you swayed together in the corridor, the torchlight casting a warm glow on your faces. Sebastian held you close, foreheads pressed together. The world outside the corridor ceased to exist, and for a moment, it was just the two of you, caught in the quiet magic of the dance.

“Sebastian,” You whisper, breaking the uncertain silence. “Why did you wait so long to ask?” 

"I didn't want to ruin our friendship," Sebastian admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "I was scared, Y/N. Scared that if I asked you to the ball or to even hogsmeade for a drink alone, it would change everything."

“But not asking me changed everything too," You replied, your voice a mixture of sadness and understanding. "We've been avoiding this for too long, Seb."

He nodded, his grip on your waist tightening softly. "I know. I just... I didn't want to risk losing you."

You sighed, resting your head against his shoulder. "You won't lose me, Sebastian. After everything we have been through, you think asking me to a dance would ruin it? I care about you too much for that."

Sebastian smiled, relief washing over him. "I care about you too, Y/N. More than I've been willing to admit."

As the two of you continued to dance, the tension between you slowly dissipated. Your hand found its way to Sebastian's shoulder, and you continued to softly sway together. "So, what happens next?" you finally asked, your voice a gentle curiosity.

Sebastian's eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked down at you. "Well," he began, his tone teasing, "first, we'll pack our bags, run away together, and have grand adventures across the world. Then, we'll get married in a magical ceremony under the stars, surrounded by unicorns and enchanted flowers."

You rolled your eyes playfully, a small smile tugging at your lips. "Oh, really? Unicorns and enchanted flowers?"

Sebastian chuckled, pulling you even closer. "Absolutely. And we'll spend our days exploring hidden corners of the world, having thrilling escapades, and, of course, dancing in torchlit corridors."

“Oh really?,” You couldn't help but laugh at the whimsical picture he painted. "You have quite the imagination, Sebastian Sallow."

He grinned, his eyes filled with warmth. "Well, I figure if we're going to dream, we might as well dream big. But if that's too much, I guess we can start with the basics, like you being my girlfriend."

You smiled."Now that sounds more realistic."

"For now... Future Mrs. Sebastian Sallow." He teases, pecking your lips once more.

“What have I allowed to happen?” You giggle, pressing your forehead to his once again.

He laughed, the sound echoing in the corridor and causing your heart to skip a beat. "Just planting the seed for the future, darling. You know, for when you can't resist my charm any longer."

You shook your head, a playful glint in her eyes. "We'll see about that, Mr. Sallow."

“I can’t wait.”

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Late Night Whispers

Ominis Gaunt x Reader Warnings: extremely fluffy, like-tooth rotting. Call your fanfic dentist Summary: You wake Ominis up as you experience a sleepless night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Unable to sleep, you gently nudged Ominis, who stirred with a soft murmur, blinking away the remnants of slumber. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, a tender smile danced across his lips. "What is it, love?" he asked, his voice husky.

"I can't sleep," you confessed, fingers absently tracing circles on his chest. "My mind is racing, and I just need... I don't know, something."

Ominis reached for your hand, intertwining your fingers slowly. "Tell me," he whispered, grazing his lips against your knuckles.”What is on your mind, darling?”

You hesitated for a moment before gathering your thoughts. "What do you dream for us, Ominis? What's your vision for our future?" you asked, curiosity and caution apparent in your tone.

Ominis' expression softened, his gaze drifting as if he were searching the depths of his own dreams. "I see us," he began, his words flowing like a gentle stream. "I see us exploring the world together hand in hand, discovering the beauty that exists in every corner. Rescuing all of the magical beasts we can in the process because I know that is what you love. I see lazy Sunday mornings, with us wrapped in blankets, lost in conversation or simply enjoying the quiet comfort of each other's presence, with Sebastian over a hundred miles away." He smiles at your small laugh, his heart skipping a beat. He kisses your forehead before continuing."I see challenges as well. From the mundane issue of picking out drapery we like, to the more serious threats yet to escape from the shadows. But I see us facing them together, a team in every sense of the word. And no matter what comes our way, I see us growing stronger, more connected." 

You listened, your heart swelling with emotion. Ominis continued, "But most of all, I see you. You, Y/N, are my constant light in this dark place of mine.You're the laughter in my life, the warmth in my heart. I can't imagine a future without you, nor do I want to."

Tears glistened in your eyes as you absorbed his words. In that late-night, intimate moment, Ominis had painted a future that felt not only vivid but also comforting. You leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.”And here all I wanted was a simple I love you.” You laugh softly, brushing a strand of hair from his face.

"I may have overdone it," Ominis confessed, his voice a gentle whisper against your lips,”But it felt right in the moment” He chuckles, kissing you once more. The two of you snuggled closer, finding it much easier to fall asleep. 

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Love in the Shadows

Ominins Gaunt x Reader Warnings: slightly dark Ominis, will work with his family to protect you, slight tension, couples arguing. Summary: After Ominis stops you from challenging a member of the family for pulling Ominis into family plots, you and Ominis have a bit of a challenging of ideas in the Undercroft **This is a part of a potential series idea I have. Looking to see how I can rope Ominis into things without him going bad to the bone!**

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Undercroft was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the cold stone walls as you and Ominis stood face to face. Tension hung in the air like a heavy fog, your angry voices echoing through the ancient chamber.

"Y/N, you can't keep putting yourself in danger like this!" Ominis' voice was a mixture of frustration and concern. "Marvolo is not to be trifled with. You're not strong enough to face him or any of the other dark wizards in my family. It's too dangerous!" He pleads with you. “I told you to let me handle it! I need to keep you safe and well away from them.”

Your eyes flashed with defiance. "Well, somebody has to stand up for us, Ominis! The right way! If you wouldn’t do it, then I will. I can't just sit back and let your family's darkness consume everything we have made for yourselves!" You holler at him. “I refuse to let you go against everything you stand for in order to keep me safe. I’m a big girl, Ominis!” You head toward the Undercroft exit

Frustration etched Ominis' features as he watched you turn to leave. In a moment of desperation, he grabbed your arm, spun you around, and pulled you into a searing and passionate kiss. His hands found their way into your hair, the world seemed to fade away in the intensity of the moment. When he finally pulled back, you saw something different in his eyes. The softness had been replaced by a darkness that sent a shiver down your spine. It was as if the Gaunt blood that ran in his veins had momentarily taken over.

"I would do anything to protect you," Ominis whispered roughly, his voice low and tinged with an unsettling intensity. "Even if it means working with my family…even if it means getting involved in their dark plots. You need to understand, Y/N. I can't lose you..and I won't let anything happen to you."

You swallowed, your eyes locked with his. This was the side of Ominis you had never truly seen, the internal struggle between his love for you and the dark legacy that haunted his family. The weight of his words hung in the air, and you felt torn between her desire to fight against the darkness and your unconditional love for him.

Ominis bent down, kissing you more gently this time, a mix of passion and desperation still lingering in the connection of your lips. As you parted, you couldn't help but wonder if love could truly conquer the shadows that threatened to engulf you both.

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Do You Believe in Magic?

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: none Summary: Sebastian and you have a silly conversation in the library

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Sebastian and you found yourselves tucked away in a cozy corner of the Hogwarts library, surrounded by dusty tomes and the faint scent of aged parchment. The dim light cast a warm glow on your faces as the two of entangle in one another's arms, the Charms homework you had come to the library to work on pushed aside and long forgotten.

Breaking yet another moment in your constant lip battle, Sebastian couldn't help but grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "You know Y/N, I was thinking..."

"Thinking? That's a dangerous activity for you, Seb."You raised an eyebrow, a teasing smirk playing on you lips.

He mock-gasped, placing a hand over his heart. "I'll have you know  sweetheart that I'm a highly intellectual wizard."

“Yes, but common sense-”

“Hey! I resent that remark.”

You laughed."Alright, Professor Sallow, what profound thoughts have you conjured up this time?"

Sebastian leaned in, capturing your lips in a playful kiss before pulling back with a grin. "I was thinking... do you believe in magic?"

“E-excuse me?” you ask, confused. “Do I believe in what?”

“Magic!”

You giggle, shaking your head."Well, considering we're wizards, I'd say it's a safe bet, Seb." You look at him, slightly concerned. 

Sebastian's expression turned mock-serious. "No, no. I mean real magic. The kind that happens when two people are madly in love and decide to have a silly make-out session in the library."

You giggle again, a light blush coloring your cheeks"Oh, that kind of magic. Well, Professor Sallow, I think I might be a believer."

The two of you laugh together, the harmonious sound echoed through the bookshelves as you continued their playful banter between kisses. Silly faces, exaggerated expressions, and whispered confessions filled the quiet corner of the library.

As the minutes slipped away, reality suddenly crashed in. You glanced at your watch and gasped. "Merlin's beard, Seb! We're late for Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

"Oh, damn! Professor Hecat will have our heads. Come on!"

Hand in hand, you dashed out of the library, weaving through the groups of students. Your hurried footsteps echoed through the stone halls as the two of you rounded corners, narrowly avoiding collisions with other students.

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Nursery Room Bonding

FutureDad!Sebastian Sallow x Reader

Warnings: pregnancy, ultra soft sebastian dealing with his sassy baby, movement Summary: Just some ultra soft baby kicks for Sebastian Word Count: 500

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Sebastian slowly wandered through the quiet cottage and off toward the newly built nursery. The afternoon sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow over everything. With a gentle smile, Sebastian turned his attention to you, sitting comfortably on the newly carved rocking chair he and Ominis had constructed themselves, you pregnant belly cradled in your hands as you happily rock back and forth, humming. You looked up at him with a content expression, knowing he was eager to say hello to the baby. “Just in time,” you tease, looking down at your tummy. “I just finished scolding this little trouble maker for the gymnastics they felt like doing today.”

“Ah sweetheart. They can’t help it.”Sebastian chuckles, kneeling down onto the floor next to you.”They have your adventurous spirit.” He smiles, putting his hand next to yours. He begins to speak to your stomach quietly, his voice filled with both excitement and a touch of playful anticipation. "Hey there, little one. It's your dad, and I've been told its time to have a firm chat with you. Your mother’s been telling me about all the kicking and tumbling you've been up to in there. And while I am sure she loves feeling you present I don’t think she needs it all of the time." He looks up at you, a glint of laughter in his eyes before continuing."You know, your mom and I can't wait to meet you. We've got so many adventures planned – trips to the park to feed the hippogriffs and puffskeins, bedtime stories about all the heroic times I -a brave knight in shining armor- saved your mother- a beautiful princess- from a fire breathing dragon- uncle ominous can get quite cross with us you know- and- “

“And maybe even a bit of mischeif?” You ask, laughing silently. “Stop trying to scare the poor dear about Ominis. He is their Godfather after all. The last thing we need is another you running around and poor Omi responsible for him.”

Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle, imagining the personalities of his unborn child."Your mom is the most amazing woman I've ever met, and you and her both are going to have me wrapped around your little fingers. I can already tell."He spoke with genuine love and excitement "Now I heard a rumor that you are moving for mother. Yet I have not felt so much as the smallest flutter whenever I feel for you in there. How about giving your old man a sign that you're listening? A little kick, maybe?" he said, gently rubbing your belly.

As if on cue, Sebastian felt a subtle movement beneath his hand for the first time. His eyes lit up, and a broad grin spread across his worn and freckled face. "There you go! That's my girl- or boy! We're going to have so much fun together."

You watched Sebastian with adoration, your heart filled with warmth at the sight of the father-to-be connecting with your child.

[ancient-and-gauntly]

Messy Essay

Ominis Gaunt x Reader Warnings: NSFW, Sex in the library, aged up characters, exhibitionism, just the classic shanking in the Hogwarts library trope

"Ominis! Your potions essay!!" You gasp, feeling the parchment beneath you slipping as he slams deeper inside you, causing you to grasp the sides of the library table you had been tossed onto moments earlier. "They are going to be covered in-"

"Good. Let them be." Ominis grunts, thrusting into you once more. "I don't care about that stupid essay, or your star charts next to it." He adds, leaning over to capture your lips in a quick and passionate kiss. "I only care about you, right now. I only care about the way my name's falls from those beautiful lips, how you tighten around me when I am inside you, hitting that sweet spot that makes you sing-for-me, !" He snaps his hips, punctuating the last few words and smirking as your head falls back. He buries his face into your neck, continuing to kiss and nip at your skin lightly. 

Your grip tightens and you push yourself closer to him, matching his movements. "But what if Sharp notices." You manage to whisper, hands gently gliding through his hair. "What if the librarian comes up and catches us?"

"Let him know what I was doing instead of his stupid essay. Let her walk up here and find you taking my cock this. Let the whole school find out what I do to you" He mumbles, pulling himself back up to kiss your lips once more. "I don't care about any of that right now. Just you. Just this. All that matters."

[ancient-and-gauntly]

Waiting

NSFW below the cut!! 18+ Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: Nsfw, praising, slight orgasm control/edging implied, Sebastian being Sebastian. Summary: Spicy time with Sebastian after he's back from another one of his random escapades away from the castle/ restricted section study session, aged up characters!

"There you go, beautiful." Sebastian moans, gently leaning deeper into you. He smirks as you jump, the pressure of his cock filling you more than expected. "Perfect fit." He whispers, kissing your shoulder softly before he slowly begins to move his hips. "I've been waiting for this." He sighs

"Y-you wouldn't have to wait if you would just stop running off at every opportunity given." You whimper at each thrust. "Always.. leaving me behind to wait while you are off getting into whatever you feel like-oh!" You gasp as the man on top of you pushes himself all the way into your dripping cunt and holding his position. "Seb, please!" You practically cry.

He moves a strand of hair out of your face and plants a small kiss on your forehead. "Well, since you have been so patient, I suppose you don't mind waiting a bit longer like this." He begins kissing around the shell of your ear to your neck, smirking once again as he feels you squirming underneath him. "Hold still." He demands, hands going to your hips.

"Sebastian, please." You plead once more, giving him your sweetest doe eyes. "I can't wait anymore for you!"

Sebastian buries his face in your neck once more, taking in your scent. "Just a little longer sweetheart. I promise I will make it worth the wait."

[ancient-and-gauntly]

Broom Closet Conundrum

NSFW 18+ Below the Cut!!

Sebastian Sallow x Reader Warnings: just a small smut drabble as i try to decide how i like to write these characters in spicy moments! Public sex, aged up characters, Flaky implied reader Summary: Sebastian and you have a steamy moment while your friends are right outside the door of the broom closet the two of you have temporarily taken residency in.

Sebastian keeps his hand over your mouth, continuing to slowly move his hips into you as he listens to the voices out in the corridor room.

“Didn’t Y/N say they would be here around this time?” Poppy's voice echoed in a worried tone. "We were supposed to meet the boys in Hogsmeade 20 minutes ago."

Imelda snorts.“You know Y/N. They shows up whenever they want. If they say they will be around at a certain time, I’ve learned to not expect them to actually show up until an hour later with their little puppy Sebastian in tow." She huffs, picking up her bag and walking toward the exit. "Lets go. We will see them when we see them I guess." "I'm- going to wait a few minutes." Poppy says, you can hear her leaning up against the closet door in front of you."Just in case." "Suit yourself."

A hard jab of his hips has Sebastian's cock bottoming out in you, causing you to yelp in shock and pleasure. You turn back to him with pleading eyes and he smirks, putting his finger to his lips, signalling for you to keep quiet. He pulls you deeper into the broom closet, letting out a small sigh as you clench around his cock.