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Phase Three: eight *
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This chapter contains mature content.






Third Person Perspective


March


"I'm coming with you," Sebastian said bluntly.

"Sebastian, no, it's alright...if you want to make the Quidditch team again, you can't—"

"It's your birthday. And if you're going to dedicate your own special day doing a quest, it would only be right to join you." Sebastian defended, "I want to. Allow me."

Y/n did not debate the topic. It wasn't ideal to be doing this on her birthday, obviously. Having Sebastian Sallow on her side on that specific day would be amazing.

"I've progressed, alright?" Sebastian assured, "I would love to join you again."

And so they went. The mission wasn't difficult. It was a little near Irondale and the worst they might've put themselves through was getting defeated over evil goblins. They were successful on the quest.

"I recognize this trail." Sebastian looked around the starlit night, only the sound of the upcoming spring wind echoed.

Y/n followed along beside him, looking around the surroundings, "Hm, you're right. I might've gone through here on my way to Feldcroft years back." She smiled.

Sebastian stopped his walking and smiled. getting more familiar with the tracks, "Ah, I see now. Come on," he gestured Y/n, turning back around.

Y/n looked at him confused, "But the castle is that way. If I read the signs right—"

"Forget the signs, dear," Sebastian rolled his eyes, "I know where we are heading to. Follow me. Do you trust me?" He walked near, cupping her face.

Y/n couldn't resist. She never could. Sebastian Sallow's gaze was powerful on her. It always has been.

After a few minutes, Y/n also came to sense on where they were entering and she giggled to herself once entering the small hamlet.

"Irondale?"

Sebastian smiled, "It's not just Irondale. You see," his hand intertwined with Y/n's as they passed through the empty hamlet knowing it was late at night and the villagers were sleeping, "Have you ever actually explored here?"

Y/n shrugged, "Not really. I've ran through here several times, but no?" She rose a brow.


"Oh my," Y/n almost gasped to herself at the sight.

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