SEBASTIANS P.O.V
It's the next morning and I wake up to see Rosie not in the common room. Imelda tells me she didn't notice if she came back lastnight or if she just left warly in the morning. I try not to worry, still upset with the event that took place in the undercroft last night. That is until I am sat in Professor Binn's class, searching the room for her, only to see she is not to be found.
I nudge Ominis, whispering "Where's Rosie?"
"I don't know Sebastian I can't see, incase you forgot"
Well that was useless.
"Excuse me, Professor Binn" I clear my throat.
"Yes Mister Sallow?" He asks in a painfully slow tone of voice.
"Im feeling rather unwell, maybe I be excused to the hospital wing?" I say, clutching my stomach to play part with my lie.
"I suppose so." He sighs
"What are you doing?" Ominis whispers
"Sending her an owl. It'll have to find her. Wherever she is."
"Sebastian, she could be somewhere in the castle and simply didnt wish to attend this incredible boring class. You're overreacting it hasn't even been twelve hours since you last saw her." He says
I ignore his comments and dismiss myself from the room. Grateful to be away from Professor Binn's lectures.
I reach the Slytherin common room and head to my own room, writing a letter for my owl to send.
"Dear Rosie,
I understand you may need space but please, where are you?
It's not like you to not attend classes and I'm worried as to your whereabouts. Please come back. We can talk. Just dont run away from this.
We would all miss you dearly.
Love, Sebastian."
I attached the envelope to my owls foot, saying
"Find Rosie Whittaker and give her this letter" as the owl flies off out of the room. I sit on my bed and lay back, my head crashing down onto the comfort of my mattress. I begin to prepare myself for the conversation ahead of me. I feel nerves run through me as I beging replaying all the words I want to say, scared that when I see her face, I'll forget every thought and only think of her lips on mine.
Oh how I miss those sweet lips.
I wish for us to overcome this argument. For her to let us in. I understand why her guard is up and why she feels the need to shut us out, preventing us from getting in. I just want her to understand that we're here. Through thick and thin. She doesn't want to lose us yet I would happily die before ones wand if it means I die protecting her. And I'd do it again, in any and every lifetime. For her.
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Its the afternoon and still, no sign or word of Rosie.
Ominis and I are sat in the stands of the quidditch pitch. Watching the other Slytherins try out for the team. We laugh as Imelda shouts insults them and I retell Ominis the sight of the newbies fall off their brooms so he can envision it himself. Ominis and I decided not to try out this year. For me, I'm not that much of a flyer and well, for Ominis... well you know. Hes blind. Bit hard.
As we continue laughing and placing bets on which Slytherins will make the team, my attention is diverted to the beautiful sight I see walking through the entrance to the oval. Rosie walks through the drawbridge, broom in hand. Even from a distance I can see the honey in her eyes and the way they shine in the sun. Her hair is pulled back into a tight high ponytail with a few strands of her hair dangling down the sides of her face. Shes wearing activewear. Black leggings that hug every inch of her legs in the perfect way. A baggy white hoodie with the words "Slytherin" printed across the front in green writing. Her white socks a pulled halfway up her calves, matching the colours of her sneakers. So effortlessly beautiful.
I'll be in complete and utter shock if she doesn't make the team. I've seen her fly and she's unreal. Whisping through the sky like a creature with wings. Im assuming she's already guaranteed a spot considering Imelda is the captain. Perhaps this is more an opportunity for her to show the rest of the school just how talented she is. I wonder what position she will play. Presumably seeker. Shed be excellent at it.
She spots me from her position and I give her a small wave. One which she ignores as she continues walking towards the other students.
Ouch.
Imelda notices her and runs her way, squealing in excitement. Rosie seens tense and fakes a smile. I watch as she mounts her broom. Effortlessly at that. Imelda removed the golden snitch from the box, holding it in her hands before she says what I lipread as "You ready?". Rosie nods and Imelda releases the snitch. She immediately speeds up, chasing the snitch, flying through the clouds, turning and lowering herself accordingly. I watch as she lowers herself at an intensely fast speed before she slowly lifts herself up on her broom, placing her feet on the stick as she steps forward ever so carefully, walking the tightrope below her. From where I sit, I cannot even see the snitch but boy shes brave. She places her arm out, inching closer before quickly snapping her hand out and jumping back down onto her seat. Shredding down through the air, she dismounts her broom, walking to Imelda as she opens her hands, grasping the snitch between her fingers.
Imelda turns to the rest of the students and shouts, "Allow me to introduce you to our new seeker!" As the students cheer and applaud.
For a moment, Rosie looks to me. A small smile appearing on her face.
YOU ARE READING
The Legacy • Sebastian Sallow
FantasyA new year at Hogwarts has commenced and as Rosie takes on the life of a sixth year, shes faced with more revelations from her troubled past. More trouble lies ahead. But perhaps this time, she won't have to face it alone. That is if she can come to...
