Sebastian Sallow and Noelle Ellis just can't understand each other's feelings.
sebastian sallow x OC
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Published: February 2023.
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Chapter 18: Close, But Not Close Enough
Sebastian's Perspective
Fifth Year
"Okay, so, so far, we have 2 slots of spell combinations, specifically for spiders." Elle blurbed out.
I wiped the sweat from my head and turned to her beside the tree.
Was she serious? We've just defeated an entire spider nest and finally got rest over a tree and yet, she somehow, had the ability to conjure up a parchment and physically write.
"Are you mad?" I chuckled, wiping the blood from my lip, "Elle, where the bloody hell did you get those from?"
Elle pursed her lips with the quill's end and turned to me. Her face was still covered in dirt and small cuts inside that Forbidden Forest, but she didn't care.
She stared blankly at me, ignoring my surprise, and turned back to the parchment, as she wrote. "Anyways, as I said..."
I chuckled down again, hiding away the smile. She was funny, and pretty. I couldn't help it anymore.
"We used Accio to bring all spiders forward with my talent point," Elle raised her hands for the gesture, "...or maybe, Arresto Momentum, and then we cast Incendio to catch them all!" She wrote vigorously.
I just stared. No, not stare at the crumbled parchment where she wrote in, or the spell combinations I didn't care about. I just stared at her.
The capability she had to make something so basic seemed so intriguing.
"I don't know," I picked on purpose. "I personally think Diffindo is better, actually."
I held in my laugh, watching how her fingers stopped writing. I knew her by now. She was about to argue with me, but maybe, that's what I wanted?
"Or any firing spell. Spiders absolutely loathe heat. Do those instead. I taught you...okay, stop staring at me like that." I gave up, watching her glowing eyes squint from disagreeing.
Elle rolled her eyes and crumbled up the parchment in front of me, giving up and I gasped, lifting from the tree and stopping her.
"Wait! Hey, hey, I was joking." I laughed, grabbing the thrown parchment ball and re-opening it, "I lied. I'm sure your spell combinations are better!"
"I know they are!" Elle nudged, lifting herself from the tree and wiping her legs.
I watched from behind, watching her walk with an attitude and admire the view — it was foolish of me, but I was a teenage boy. I couldn't help it.
