It was a cloudy afternoon when Sebastian, waved to the girl who arrived late at the meeting place on the Wooden Bridge, to do the detention task that Professor Wesley had assigned for the pair: Deal with the leeches infestation that plagued the school's pumpkin patch. All this, because they were caught trying to sneak into the kitchen, in the middle of the night, looking for leftover desserts.
"Ahhh Great! You are the second-best thing that happened to me in this castle! Thanks my girl." Declared Sebastian after he received some bottles of polyjuice potion the girl had stolen from Professor Sharp's office, for the adventure they could have that night.
"The second one? After everything I've done! Why only the second one?" Eileen asked while frowning and starting a little theatrics.
"Well, you know… Ominis is in first place, and after all, he arrived first at school." The boy replied in a relaxed manner as he pulled the red haired girl into his arms.
"No way!" Eileen retorted, continuing the theatrics, "That's not fair! It's not my fault! I wasn't here before. I demand a historical reparation for this matter!" pouting.
Sebastian would smile and shook his head, loving when she made that kind of little games.
"There's no need for all this drama, Leen…" Saying softly and wrapping her in a hug while, instinctively, lean in to capture those pink lips he loves so much. "Besides, being in second place has some advantages!”
She snorted lifting the end of her bangs, rolling her eyes like she was super sulky, "Wow! Some kind of consolation prize? Pats on the head? Some handshake?"
The boy’s goofy smile faded, giving way to a deep blushing and an intense, emotional and embarrassed look.
"Nope. Just my whole heart, every bit of it, is yours Eileen."
This was unexpected and totally took her by surprise! She blinked a few times, and saw all her drama go to down the drain. A thousand emotions ran through her body like a shiver when she heard Sebastian say your name in a phrase like that, not to mention, her heart was pounding so hard that it could be heard at Cragcroft, as she stared into those deep brown eyes that made her sigh.
"I- I know" she replied, trying a smug little smile and maintain some dignity without letting out that she was feeling like a hysterical girl in love. The boy smiled again, so bright and sincere, that she just smiled back.
One thing was clear, that little gap between the two best duelists at Hogwarts and the record-holders of detentions have ended right there and now but not without a little provocation:
"Maybe I'll accept being your second place… Mr. Sallow"
Yeah! This is what i've been doing for the last few months. Fall in love for more one little punk... Its my life, this is my fate. Btw I don't forget the grease boy.
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