Frostbringer

My little raven & and her snake ~

Sebastian and Ominis continued their usual banter, engaging in the familiar routine of bickering, eating, and drinking. As he observed Paris and Garreth enjoying each other's company, Sebastian was torn between the desire to express his feelings, the weight of grief that still lingered within him and maybe the fact that he might have to let these feelings go.

Sensing his friend's uneasiness,“Sebastian, don't dwell on it too much, just take things slowly,” Ominis advised.

“Yeah, you're right. I think I'm finished eating,” Sebastian stood.

“Do you want me to go with you?” Ominis asked.

“No, I'm going for a walk. A little fresh air would be good.”

Sebastian exits the hall, and a hushed murmur fills the air. "Do you think he's feeling sad seeing them together?" one person whispers. "Poor guy lost his sister and his love," another voice chimes in. Someone else interjects, "Damn, don't say that. It just makes it even sadder when you say it out loud."

After a few whispers, Paris scans the room, perplexed. "What is going on?" she asks, her curiosity piqued.

Garreth responds, "Well, I think everyone heard about our little date today, and they assumed you would be going out with Sallow."

"But why Sebastian?" Paris questions, her confusion evident.

Garreth hesitates before answering, "You two have been quite close since last year, and I was surprised when you agreed to the date. I assumed you liked him, but I wanted to get it off my chest that I liked you. And, well, everyone knows he likes you."

"Huh?" Paris is taken aback, her mind swirling with disbelief.

"Didn't you know? It was pretty obvious to everyone," Garreth admits.

"I didn't," Paris confesses, her surprise overwhelming. Garreth notices her reaction and becomes unsure of what to say next. He decides to leave it at that and continues eating, leaving Paris to process what she heard."Hold on a sec," Paris muttered, excusing herself for a moment. She swiftly rose from her seat and made her way out of the bustling hall, determined to find Sebastian.

Meanwhile, Garreth remained seated, fully aware of her intentions and reluctant to meddle. He had already confessed his feelings to her, believing that she needed time to figure out her own emotions.

Sebastian, surrounded by the enchanting dance of fireflies and the gentle breeze from the black lake, found solace on a bench. As he savored the moment of tranquility, "This feels better," Sebastian remarked, briefly letting his guard down.

Paris approached him, seeking a conversation."Sebastian?" Paris called out.

"Spoke too soon," he whispered, his mood evident. "Is there something you need, Paris?" he asked, a hint of irritation in his tone.

"Can I sit next to you?" Paris inquired, cautiously approaching.

"Is that okay with your boyfriend? Being alone at night with another man?" Sebastian smirked, clearly not in the mood for light banter.

"He's not my boyfriend... he just asked me on a date, and I said yes," Paris explained.

"Yeah, dating equals boyfriend, little lady," Sebastian retorted, his irritation palpable.

"Is that how you see things?" Paris countered, attempting to downplay the situation.

"Oh, forgive me. I'm very old-fashioned. If I date, I intend to marry, and I take things slowly," Sebastian declared, staring directly at her.

Feeling a twinge of embarrassment and guilt, Paris asked hesitantly, "Were you taking us slow? is that what this was between us"

"Yes, and I see patience isn't your thing. Well, it doesn't matter now," Sebastian brushed back his hair, now gazing out at the lake. "Why are you here? Did you come to confirm the rumors that I must be sad?"

"Is it true?" Paris questioned, her tone filled with genuine concern.

Sighing heavily, Sebastian turned to face Paris. "Yes, I liked you from the moment I saw you last year and enjoyed our time together."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Paris asked, her voice carrying a mix of confusion and longing.

"I didn't feel I needed to. I made it very obvious, and with everything that happened with my uncle and now Anne, I wasn't in the right mind to confess officially to you. And now, I see it's a good thing I didn't. I don't wish to hold you back," Sebastian admitted, though he avoided direct eye contact.

"If you had just told me, I'd..." Paris began, her tone tinged with desperation.

"You'd what? Wait for me until I'm ready? Would you break up with your boyfriend, or would you continue being with him, enjoying your time together? I hear you two were very close on your date," Sebastian's voice carried a hint of frustration as he raised it.

"Sebastian! It's not like I would have waited. Why didn't you tell me... I..." Paris started, her words trailing off as she struggled to find the right response.

"Please, not right now. I don't want to hear it. Just go back and let me enjoy the rest of my night peacefully," Sebastian requested, closing his eyes, hoping she would respect his wish to be alone.

"I'm sorry," Paris uttered, her apology hanging in the air as she walked away, leaving Sebastian to grapple with his emotions in the quiet solitude.

"Argh, there it is again, more 'I'm sorry,'" Sebastian muttered to himself, resting his head in his hands. After a while, a strange noise caught his attention, and he looked over to his right in the bushes.Dumbfounded, he questioned, "What? Or, better yet, how long have you been there?" He spotted Frost sitting curled up in the brush, her bright eyes fixed on him.

"Hey... umm awhile, so what brings you here on this beautiful night?" still in the bushes

"I was planning to relax, but it seems the women around me don't like the idea," he smiled. "Are you going to stay down there?"

"You mean I can sit next to you, cause the heifer didn't get to?" Frost looked up curiously at him.

Sebastian laughed. "You are unusual, but yeah, come sit next to me. Talking to you like this is very strange. Like I'm talking to a brush with eyes "

She emerged from the foliage and settled down beside him. "Hey there, good-looking. Looks like we're skipping advice number one, huh?"

Sebastian nodded. "Yeah, I was leaning towards number two."

Frost raised an eyebrow. "Any chance someone managed to breach your defenses?"

Sebastian shrugged. "More like swiped a brick. The wall's pretty massive," he admitted, a touch of vulnerability in his voice.

"Guess you need a fortress for that fucking anaconda" she giggles

Sebastian laughed. "You've got quite the mouth on you."

She smirked. "Oh, I know. It's got its uses."

"I... I'll take your word for it." he blushed slightly

"Sorry, I tend to speak my mind a bit too freely."

“Well, I don't mind, it's refreshing. Can I ask you something?” Sebastian leaned his head back, staring at Frost.

“Go for it,” she winked.

he chuckled, and then sighed “Do you think I made a mistake with her? I'm only asking because I feel you'll give me a straight answer.”

“And that I will. Personally, no, I don't think so. You've been through rather a lot, and you do need time to settle your mind. Also, I don't believe she'd wait for you. She likes to do things in the moment. So unless you want to do the waiting, settle your mind, and ask her out, which I think her impulsive self would break up with whoever she's with and go for you. But then, you don't know all the fun she'd have had with others. By the time she gets with you, it might not be what she thought it would be and now you're alone again. So, you waited for what?” Frost provided a direct and unfiltered answer.

“Yeah, you are perfect for giving someone direct answer. Thanks. You're really making this shit day a great one,” Sebastian acknowledged, a sense of gratitude in his voice.

“You're welcome. I'm always here to listen to you and give the best advice ever, Take things slow,” Frost advised.

Sebastian leaned back on the bench, and Frost smiled as she looked at him. Seeing him so relaxed, she felt proud to have been there to help him through the challenges of the day.

“Frost! Frost, where did you go?” Constance's voice echoed through the night.

“Oh shit! Gotta go, later, Sallow,” Frost quickly got up,Before leaving, she turned to Sebastian. “Oh, and... I'd wait for you. I just want you to know, I mean it.”

Sebastian watched as she walked away, a mixture of surprise and bewilderment on his face. “Fuck... how can she tell me to go slow when she says something like that? I should marry her,” he laughed at himself for entertaining such a thought, the irony not lost on him.

“Frost... you Frosty little bitch, is that Sebastian over there? I just saw Paris, and she looked like she was about to cry. Tell me what happened; I know you're good at going unnoticed.”

“Well, I did go unnoticed until Sebastian looked over to where I was. That's my fault; I wanted to make sure he was okay.”

“And he saw you, and what?”

“Would you believe it? He told me to sit next to him. I thought I died and went to heaven; his voice is sexy.”

“Did you tell him that too? Knowing you, it's possible.”

“I kinda did.”

“Of course. So, did you two get closer?”

“I think so. He likes to talk to me, it seems.”

“You are interesting to talk to, I'll give you that.”

“That's why we're friends.”

“Of course. Now come before you stalk him to the Slytherin dorm. I feel you'd find a way to get in.”

“I actually—”

“No way! Really?”

“I haven't had a good enough reason to try it out.”

“Oh, Melin, what is this witch?” Constance exclaimed, a mix of amusement and disbelief in her voice.

Beginning 6th year @ hogwarts

Sebastian's 5th year proved to be the most challenging one yet. Fueled by an unwavering determination to find a cure for his sister, he found himself caught between the warnings of his best friend about the dangers of dark arts. Amidst all this, a new student managed to find a special place in his heart. It was a year filled with countless events - he even found himself succumbing to anger and fear, leading to the unfortunate demise of his uncle. His best friend struggled to define their friendship, while his sister, after burying their uncle, couldn't look at him the same way anymore. And to add to the turmoil, his newfound friend contemplated sending him to Azkaban, but ultimately decided against it. As the summer before his 6th year approached, tragedy struck again, leaving Sebastian shattered, his sister Anne finally succumbed to the curse and died. However, he resolved to conceal his pain and put on a brave face.

As the new term commences, whispers about Sebastian's sister have already started circulating. People approach him with sympathetic apologies, but he has grown weary of hearing those words. "I'm sorry" seems meaningless now, as the damage has already been done and cannot be undone. Sebastian feels the need to apologize, but those who should hear it are not present. In such a situation, what can he possibly do?

Ominis and Sebastian are seated on the grass in the courtyard, discussing their preparations for the transfiguration class. Suddenly, a group of girls passes by, giggling and spreading rumors about Paris and Garreth going on a date in Hogsmeade. The girls express their surprise, as they believed Paris had feelings for Sebastian. One of them remarks, "I thought she had a crush on Sebastian," while another adds, "Yeah, poor Sebastian. I think he likes her. Just wait until he finds out... oh!" The girls abruptly stop and fall silent as they notice Sebastian's intense gaze fixed upon them.

Sebastian's voice lacked any hint of emotion as he addressed the group of ladies. "Please, don't let me interrupt your captivating conversation. I'm quite intrigued by the way my name seems to be on the tip of your tongues." His eyes, however, betrayed his true feelings. They were filled with a mixture of disappointment and displeasure. The girls, too frightened to respond, hastily made their exit, with Sebastian's gaze following their every move. He reclined back on the wall, shutting his book with a heavy sigh.

Ominis, concerned for his friend, couldn't help but address Sebastian. "Sebastian, I understand that now might not be the best time to ask if you're alright, but I can't help but worry. Are you alright?" Ominis knew that Sebastian had developed a fondness for Paris ever since she joined Hogwarts last year. He hoped that whatever had transpired wouldn't cause too much distress for his friend.

Gazing up at the sky, his expression inscrutable, he murmured, "I'm not sure... I really don't know." His fingers absentmindedly traced over the pages of his textbook, devoid of any motivation to continue studying. "I thought she felt the same way about me."

"I had the same impression, but she's quite impatient by nature. Maybe she's uncertain about your feelings towards her? I'm not exactly the best person to give relationship advice," Ominis admitted, feeling at a loss for words to comfort his friend.

"Well, if that's the case, then maybe she's not willing to wait for someone like me," his friend's voice was tinged with sadness, and Ominis could sense the hurt in his words.

Meanwhile in hogsmeade

"What the fuck am I seeing?" Frost asks, gazing at Garreth and Sebastian in various spots around Paris. "Ain't that bitch with Sebastian?"

"For Merlin's sake, Frost, watch your language!" Constance scolds.

Frost clicks her tongue. "So... are they a couple now?"

"Maybe? It certainly seems that way," Constance replies, glancing at the pair enjoying their date.

"Do you think I have a chance with Sallow now?" Frost inquires.

"You really don't waste any time, do you?" Constance chuckles.

“Nah not about it, Sallow is hot as fuck, did you see how much taller he is, those broad shoulders.. I wanna wrap my legs around them and pull on his hair” Frost bits her lips at the thought

“What is wrong with you…” she looks at her friend with concern

“Ahhh.. he's gonna be so crushed, look at them partially fucking” watching Garreth kiss Paris

“Frost!”

“What?”

“Please tell me your not about to talk to Sebastian that way”

Frost pouts slightly “ you crazy? I might scare him off, but it would be nice if he ends up liking my .. straightforwardness”

“Yeah.. straightforwardness is what we'll call it”

Evening

Sebastian stands solemnly by the weeping lovers statue, gazing at the rippling water.

“Interesting sight, huh?” Frost remarks, observing Sebastian's solitude.

“Do you plan on approaching him?”

“Right this instant?”

“what happened to no time wasted?”

“Alright, give me a moment,” she inhales deeply, then crouches down and stretches.

“What's with the dramatics? This isn't a duel.”

“Easy for you to say!”

Constance chuckles and playfully shoves her friend. “Good luck, and watch your tongue, don't scare the poor guy,” she teases before scampering off.

Frost let out a frustrated sigh and muttered, "Oh, fuck!" She then approached Sebastian, tilting her head up to look at him.

Sebastian's eyes shifted to see who was getting too close to him, and he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her. Her eyes were so bright and captivating, impossible to miss. "Can I help you?" he asked, curiously

Clearing her throat, Frost replied, "Actually, it is I who is here to help this little snake. He seems quite down, and this birdie wants to lend a hand."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "And how exactly will this birdie help the snake? Besides, this snake is much bigger than this tiny little birdie."

"You know, birds eat snakes," Frost retorted.

Sebastian smirked. "And snakes eat small birds. So, what's your point?"

Frost's eyes narrowed, and she snapped back, "I'm not that small! You fucking anaconda!"

Sebastian was taken aback by her boldness, and he burst into laughter, clutching his sides. This made Frost pout. "I thought you wanted to help, not insult me, If I'm an anaconda, then I suppose that makes you a snow fairy, those cute little round balls," he teased, leaning down with a mischievous smirk on his face. It seemed their banter had lightened his mood considerably.

“You're lucky I like those birds but don't call me a round ball feels odd, and yes I was trying to make you feel better with all the things you been though and .. umm”

“And Paris going on a date with Garreth as everyone keeps talking about because they thought we were going to date? Is that it? Were you going to tell me sorry for my dead sister as well and the girl you like going out with someone else” he's face bearing a hint of annoyance it was always the same thing these days. Though he wasn't ready for her answer.

“Uhh well yeah sorry about Anne, she was a pretty awesome girl, but fuck Paris, I was gonna tell you, you're hot as fuck, you devilishly handsome fellow and you don't need that heifer” Frost relaized he had been cursing and Constance literally told her not to. Looking up at Sebastian's face she wasn't sure what expression he was making, but the corners of his mouth perked up into a smile.

“You sure curse like a sailor”

“Ah.. yeah sorry bout that”

“It's alright I rather like your … straightforwardness”

“Yeah that what we'll call it”

It was silent between them for a moment as they stared at each other.

“Well.. I was going to be all polite and stuff but that didn't work so, argh I'll just give you some advice.. not that I really want to but I'll say two things”

He raises a brow “ alright let's have it”

“One, don't fancy this option it's not in my best interest but, just confess you like the heifer and don't mind Garreth.. I'm sure she likes you and your far better than him”

“Mmmh you don't like gingers?”

“Oh no,.. your voice is just hundred times more pleasant to my ear”

“I see, and the second bit of advice?” he chuckled and stared at her curiously

“Second.. forget her and find someone that will wait for you”

That was somehow he didn't expect to hear from anyone “ that will wait for me?” He says low

She feels embarrassed her eyes dart around and then go back to him “ yeah wait for you, you just lost your sister over the summer and I could see even before, last year you were a bit of a mess, I feel if she really likes you she'd wait for you or at the very least confirm your feelings for each first before cuddling up to another guy..I don't mean to over step as we don't talk much but those are my thoughts”

Sebastian turns and leans with his back fully on the wall, he's silent with his arms folded lost in thought, Frost waits patiently fiddling with her fingers.

He looks back at her “ thank you”

“You're… welcome” she says softly

The bell rings for signaling time for dinner.

He moves from the wall “guess it's dinner time, and I suppose I'll take your advice, see you around little snow fairy” he walks away

“Wait! One or Two?” She yells

He laughs still walking off “ you'll find out soon enough”

“Soon enough my arse, I have no patience for shit.. fuckk” Frost makes her way to the Great Hall for dinner running into Constance “so how did it go?”

“Well?” she says Reluctantly

“you cursed, didn't you?”

“yup”

“how much are we talking ?”

“I called him a fucking anaconda and called Paris a heifer..”

“... what did he say?”

“he laughed.. he laughed and said he liked my straightforwardness”

“Well fuck”

“language Conny!”

“oh stuff it!” They both laughed.

Sitting at the Ravenclaw table the two girls talked and laughed. Constance felt like someone was looking at them, she saw Sebastian staring at Frost which made her giggle, her friend finally got the attention of her crush and hopes it's not just a one time thing.

“What are you giggling about, Conny?”

“Eat your food and vegetables too”

“Ugh.. seriously what are you? Just look at these green things .. it's too bitter”

“Thought you liked green things” she smirks

“.... no comment”

At the Slytherin table

“Do tell me what has caught your attention so much that you are not listening to my amazing voice, is it still about earlier or is it something else?” askes Ominis

“A bit of both I believe, I had an interesting conversation with a little bird that curses like crazy”

“Ah that would be Ash Frost I take it, she's good for a laugh, did she confess her undying love for you?”

“Her what?”

“Oh.. so no then, though she would, poor girl's been head over heels for you for awhile”

“How do you know that?”

“Sebastian, it's me, I know everything that happens here, Gossip Gaunt hello!”

“You're unbelievable, you sure she likes me?”

“Mm? Did she actually manage to get your attention?”

“Why do you say it like that?”

“Because Sebastian Sallow, I don't think you really know yourself well, your a friendly guy but you always keep a wall up .. even with me, I was surprised how well you got along with Paris so quickly but now you two barely talk”

“A Lot has happened..”

“I know that, I do. Just be careful getting along too quickly with someone again.. though I'm fine if it's her”

“You're fine with Frost, why?”

“Talk to her more and you'll see, you too are very much alike, she's just very well naughty is probably a nice way to put it”

“She gets in trouble?”

“No her mouth just says whatever she thinks and I'm sure you'd be surprised by what she says about you”

“Oh you mean like.. oh! Yeah I can see that”

“So what did you talk about with her?”

“Well.. she told me to either tell Paris how I feel or in her words fuck that heifer and find someone else”

Ominis spat out his tea “ Bloody hell.. you should marry her”

“Ominis!”

‘What, listen Sallow any person that truly cares for you will tell you want you need to hear and the fact that she likes you but still tells you to confess to another is amazing, I would never”

“Yeah.. she's something”

“Indeed, now eat your chicken you haven't taken one bite”

“you're blind how do you know and I'm not in the mood for it”

“You sure, aren't birds your thing now?”

“Fuck you”

“Oh she's rubbing off on you already”

Sometimes I think my OC is a bit too sexy but fuck it.

I'm debating if I wanna keep her with elf ears