endgame // sebastian sallow

eight

EIGHT
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I really thought my day was over exiting out that Undercroft. I really did, but it only took two steps back into the DADA hall grounds before bumping into someone.

"Sebastian?" Ominis voice called, standing a little off the clock.

I wanted to disguise myself and keep silent, hoping he didn't distinguish me, but my heavy breaths post-fight were difficult to hide.

"Y/n." Ominis looks straight ahead, "It's you."

I swallowed, pretending like I didn't have the urge to cry over the overwhelming hard use of words and reminders I just went through with Sebastian Sallow a few minutes back.

"Ominis," I manage to force out, "It's okay. I'm about to leave—"

"Are you alright? Your voice is quite different. Is Sebastian down there?" He asked.

Yeah, he definitely was.

I just stared at him.

Ominis wasn't going to notice anyways, but I just stared, seeing his own expressions trying to figure me out just by the tone of voice.

"I'm f-fine," I lied, "Yeah, he's down there...I should go."

As my body fought its own demons wanting to leave out of that tower immediately, Ominis just kept pushing it.

"Wait!" Ominis called out from afar.

I wanted to ignore it, but Ominis was a good person.

We did start off badly, due to the introduction of my friendship with Sebastian, but after getting to know each other and going down the dark path, we both became trustworthy.

I stopped in my tracks, hoping he could sense I was still there.

Ominis looked ahead, his wand still glowing a little bit.

"If you're still here...I am not sure what happened between you and Sebastian down there, but whatever he did, I apologize for it." Ominis said from the distance.

My eyes lowered, almost not surprise Ominis knew his best friend more than anyone else. They were almost like brothers now and for him to understand the cues of situations like this even if he couldn't see, it was talented.

"I am just talking to myself, am I?" Ominis spoke, thinking he was alone in that corridor.

I felt bad, and I denied his speculations.

"I am here, Ominis," I pursed my lips, "The Undercroft is all yours." I said before walking away.

Sebastian's Perspective

"Levioso, confringo!" I let out heavily.

I watched as the barrels slammed against the hardened brick walls and blew up in the distance.

Sometimes, I was glad the Undercroft had many meanings. From a playroom to an escape room, to anything really—or a destroying room for right now.

"Descendo!" I pushed forward the empty chest, letting them slam against the same wall.

I breathed heavily, pretending like the post-argument emotions weren't getting to me.

As if the thought of potentially losing my friendship with the girl I cared most about wasn't going to get to me at all. As if I didn't set myself up for this failure.