Could you please write a SFW one-shot about Imelda and Sebastian and M!MC as a couple going on a holiday trip somewhere in the fall?
My first request! Sorry it took me a bit to write the story but I do hope it lives up to your expectations. I certainly had fun with it! Enjoy! :3
cw: use of (y/n), mentions of the scriptorium scene, mentions of violence, slightly suggestive wc- 2,322
Summary: M!MC goes on a date with Sebastian and Imelda to Hogsmeade, though some shenanigans ensue and interrupt the date a bit. MC just can't help himself sometimes.
Fall Time Fun
Seb x Imelda x M!MC
It was a pleasant fall day at Hogwarts, for once (y/n) didn’t have any crazy tasks or fights to prepare for. He could simply enjoy the day. Well, he did have one engagement to get to actually.
Imelda had invited, though more demanded, that he and Sebastian join her for a date at Hogsmeade today. And what could he do but say yes? He doesn’t fancy being the subject of her ire if he turned her down, his girlfriend could be quite scary when she wants to be. Plus he was excited to spend time with them both anyway.
Especially with how things have been a bit awkward with Sebastian since the Scriptorium. (y/n) can sometimes still feel the phantom pains of the spell Sebastian had to use on him, his hands occasionally twitching so much he even struggles to keep hold of his wand. But he knows his boyfriend is guilty enough about it, so he does his best to hide the side effects from him. Though with how much attention the Slytherin boy has been giving the book they got from it, it hasn’t been too hard.
(y/n) shakes away the thoughts, today was a day for relaxing with his two wonderful significant others, not for getting lost in his head about everything going on lately. He was currently walking his way up the path to Hogsmeade, likely the last one to get there as usual. He could be a bit easily distracted after all, it only takes someone calling his name and asking for help for (y/n) to lose hours of time before he even knows it.
Thinking of how Imelda likely won’t be too happy to be kept waiting, he picks up the pace to a quick jog. It’s not long before he catches sight of the two Slytherins waiting at the entrance to Hogsmeade. Sebastian was leaning back against the base of the bridge with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed, the picture of relaxed casual calm. Meanwhile, Imelda was pacing back and forth in front of him, her strides quick and long, almost like a marching soldier.
Uh oh, she must be pretty annoyed at him for being late to be this agitated already. He gives a mischievous grin as an idea comes to him, well he is already in trouble after all. Might as well have a little fun. With that thought he quickly casts Disillusionment on himself and creeps slowly up to the two, grin on his invisible face as he gets into the perfect position for his plan.
As soon as Imelda spun around for her next lap and Sebastian yawned boredly, (y/n) suddenly dispelled his charm while jolting up with a wordless cry. Sebastian choked on his yawn at the startle and fell to the floor in a tangle of flailing limbs when he jolted in alarm and lost his purchase on the beam he was leaning on. Imelda, meanwhile, had given a short shout and whipped back around towards the sound. Wand already out and sparking with red magic as she almost shot a spell at (y/n).
Who was currently bent over with his hands braced on his knees as he wheezes out laughter. That had been even more glorious than he expected! Sebastian gives a groan from the ground and shoots (y/n) a glare. Though the fact he was trying to hide his grin and the silent chuckles shaking shoulders ruined any intimidation the look might have had. So (y/n) just gives him a cheeky grin in response as he tries to get his laughter under control.
“Using what I taught you against me, are we Treasure? Naughty, naughty.” Sebastian chuckles lowly with a smirk and a dark look that makes (y/n)’s knees a bit weak. Oh dear, perhaps this hadn’t been such a good idea.
“(l/n).” Comes Imelda’s low sharp voice, making him look slowly over to her. Gulping with a nervous crooked little grin at the sharp glare she was giving him. Eyes darting down to note that her wand was still in her hand and giving off a few red sparks. Looking back up at her and then over to Sebastian who was standing now and smirking at him.
Well there was only one smart decision for this predicament.
Without a word (y/n) turns on his heel and books it into Hogsmeade with a laugh. Hearing Sebastian give a shocked laugh and Imelda cry his last name again before they gave chase.
(y/n) can’t keep the grin off of his face as he darts through the witches and wizards strolling through the little town. It was deep into fall and the leaves were beautiful shades of auburn, gold, and copper. Pumpkins and other gourds were littered all around the windows and doorways of the shops. Some even already carved with faces varying between cute, silly, and horrifying. Though (y/n) doesn’t have long to admire how picturesque the day was before he has to jolt to the side with a yelp. Just barely dodging Sebastian’s grasping hands when he suddenly lunged out of a small side road to try and catch him.
Giving a laugh and sticking his tongue out at Sebastian quickly before he used his nimble figure to slip between the other pedestrians and escape his boyfriend’s attempts to capture him. Grinning as the Slytherin’s cursing faded away into the general hum of the crowds as he got further away. (y/n) was tempted to use some ancient magic to try and lose them more easily, but quickly decided it would be more fun to do this without any magic. He was greatly enjoying this impromptu game of chase after all.
Though he was running out of Hogsmeade to run through. Approaching the other end from the main entrance. Slowing some as he mentally debated continuing out into the fields surrounding the town or doubling back into it. Going back means running into Sebastian again, where he might not get as lucky with his dodge a second time, but going forward means that Imelda is likely laying in wait with a broom at the ready, if she isn’t already in the air, to chase him down. Decisions decisions…
A familiar voice shouting out from behind, “Running out of places to go there Treasure!”, made the choice for him as he quickly picked up speed again. Heading for the exit and dashing past the water wheel. Eyes watching the sky closely and suddenly feeling the tingling buzz of his ancient magic that means something was about to hit him. Diving forward into a roll on instincts honed from the many fights he’s been in since the eventful year started. A blue streak shooting through the space he had just occupied.
“Merlin, how do you always manage to dodge everything? You didn’t even look!” Sebastian cries a bit breathlessly from the running, sounding increagules and impressed that the Hufflepuff had managed to dodge his Leg Locking curse. It was enough to distract (y/n) as he laughed, stumbling over a rock when he rolled back to his feet and started to run again. And that was all the opening Imelda had needed. Having been hovering nearby in the air unseen by the two boys.
She swooped in so fast she was a blur, sweeping (y/n)’s feet out from under him with one of her own as she passed him. Sending the Hufflepuff tumbling backwards with a cry of shock. He would have been painfully introduced to the ground if she hadn’t caught him with a quick whip of Leviosa. Leaving him squirming in midair as his ancient magic works to throw off the spell and free him.
Landing back on his feet just in time for Sebastian to catch up and grab his wrist. Before (y/n) can even blink he’s suddenly been yanked back into his boyfriend’s chest with his arms curling around his stomach and pinning his arms, much like a snake with its prey. (y/n) can feel Sebastian’s deep chuckle vibrate through his own body with them pressed so close and if that didn’t turn his legs to jelly and light a fire on his face, then Sebastian’s next words definitely did.
“Got you, Treasure~” Sebastian purrs low into (y/n)’s ear, sending shivers down his spine at the feeling of his breath ghosting over his neck with the words. His face was definitely on fire by now and Sebastian’s firm grip was likely the only thing keeping him standing right now.
“Caught our misbehaving little Hufflepuff, it seems.” A second low chuckle joins Sebastian’s and (y/n) turns his head to watch as Imelda walks up to join them. The smirk on her face all smug victory with a dark gleam in her eyes. Sometimes the two Slytherins scare him a bit, and this was definitely one of those times. But you wouldn’t catch him complaining any.
He gives a sheepish grin back to his girlfriend and wiggles a bit in Sebastian’s hold to test his grip. Giving a squeak in the back of his throat when Seb just tightened his grip, practically crushing the other boy to his chest now.
“Um…is it too late for an apology?” (y/n) asked sheepishly, startling when Imelda is suddenly right up in his face. Her smirk means nothing but danger and the way Sebastian’s grip tightened a bit more echoes it.
“Much too late, Badger~” She purrs and he gives a nervous gulp. Though the mischievous sparkle in his eyes doesn’t fade any. It was quite clear despite the predicament he was now in with the two wound up Slytherins, he didn’t regret a thing.
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After (y/n) had been caught and sufficiently drowned in quite a few kisses, with perhaps some wandering hands mussying up his uniform, the three had gone to the Three Broomsticks for their date. The afternoon was spent with warm drinks to chase away the creeping chill of the autumn day and even warmer company. (y/n) really had needed a day to just relax and unwind with some of his two favorite people, and Imelda had done amazing at smoothing out the slight tension between him and Sebastian from the Scriptorium incident. Not that (y/n) had ever doubted her about it, but it was still quite impressive how effortlessly she seemed to tame them both.
Feeling warmer than he has in a long time (y/n) basks in the gooey feeling inside his chest. This was perfect and he couldn’t imagine a better way to have spent the day. Or a better way to have unwound from all the stress of trials and ancient magic and goblin wars and poachers. He definitely needs to remember to make more time for his two partners. Especially the next time he’s feeling so overwhelmed with all of the stress from the weight of all his new responsibilities.
The three were a bit late getting back to Hogwarts, though it’s far from the first time Sebastian has been out past curfew and (y/n) was gaining quite the reputation for late night adventures as well. (y/n) was walking between the two, with one of their hands in each of his own. An absolutely smitten look on his face as he listened to Imelda and Sebastian talk quidditch. Content to just enjoy the moment before it has to end, if left to it he knows Sebastian and Imelda could talk quitch for hours non stop. He doesn’t know much about it, seeing as there aren’t any games this year so he’s never seen it, something that he’s listened to Imelda complain about passionately many many times, but he’s always happy to listen when they talk about it. He always gets to learn something new and he couldn’t wait to watch Imelda play in a real game eventually. She was already an absolute wonder on a broom after all.
All too soon they arrive at the Hufflepuff entrance by the kitchens. (y/n) tugs them both closer by their captured hands. Giving them each a soft loving kiss and a hug, sad to go but knowing the night has to end eventually.
“This really was wonderful, we need to do this again soon.” He says with a warm smile. Sebastian grins back with a nod of agreement. Imelda giving (y/n) a soft smile that he’s only ever seen her have for Seb or him.
“Definitely have to make some time for it.” Sebastian agrees easily, hands slipping into his pants pockets. His cloak had been stolen by (y/n) at one point in the night, after Imelda had stolen his own cloak. And neither of them planned to return either anytime soon. Sebastian occasionally complained about all his clothes being stolen but he never makes much of an effort to stop them or get them back, so clearly he doesn’t actually mind much.
“I’ll be sure to drag you two idiots out again sometime then, because Merlin knows neither of you will remember otherwise.” Imelda says with a smirk. (y/n)’s grin grows at Sebastian’s over the top offense to her words. The Slytherin placing a hand over his chest like he had been wounded by her words, making Imelda roll her eyes with a fond smile.
(y/n) giggles a bit at their antics, giving them both a last wave as they turn to head back to their own common room in the dungeons. Chucking softly as he hears Sebastian’s protests to being called both an idiot and forgetful fade out as they disappear up the steps. Turning to go into his own common room and heading for his bed.
The bright grin on his face stayed there until he finally fell asleep. Yeah, today really had been quite wonderful.
