After All This Time// Sebastian Sallow x Reader Hogwarts Legacy Fanfiction

Sebastian's POV//

Most of the day was spent in bed with y/n, and even though she slept, I wasn't able to. She tossed and turned the whole time which concerned me, but I was just glad to see her sleeping at all. With her jarring movements every couple of minutes, it was impossible for me to follow suit and sleep as well. 

I was glad to see her get some sleep, regardless. I tried not to worry too much as she intermittently jolted about, but it was hard. I wanted to wake her and make sure she was okay, but I also knew it was best to let her get some sleep, even if she was suffering from bad dreams. All I could do was be there to comfort her when she woke up, and hope that it would suffice. 

after a few hours, she finally opened her eyes. She reached up and clung to the front of my shirt, pulling herself closer to me. Her breaths were heavy against my chest as she shook and sweated. I didn't say anything as I helped her get closer and pulled her against me.  

"You're still here," she whispered. 

"Did you think I wouldn't be?" I asked her. 

"I don't know," she replied, letting out a deep breath. She shook as the air left her lips, and she buried her face closer against my chest. "I'm sorry." 

"Now what on Earth would you have to be sorry for?" I mused. 

"You didn't have to stay here with me. You could have gone to class; instead you're here holding me like a baby when I should very well be able to sleep on my own."

She was still worrying about that kind of stuff.

It was funny to me. I'd seen her in all phases of life- in pain, happiness, weakness, and in power. She shows that I would be there for her through anything, yet she still feels the inhibition that comes along with someone witnessing her in a moment of weakness. 

I wish I could take those fears away from her. She didn't need to always be the strong one. Y/n had this tough complex that she always had to be the one to save the day, and that had almost gotten her killed on several occasions. 

I was ecstatic when Professor Weasley forbade us from leaving the castle grounds. To me, that meant that y/n would stop putting herself in danger, and I could finally stop worrying about losing her. Of course there were still the remnants left behind of everything we've been through, but maybe we'd finally be able to work through those things instead of just piling more things on top of them. 

As she clung to me, I let out a breath of my own. "I will always be her for you, y/n," I told her. I gently grabbed her face and turned her eyes towards mine. I could see hints of tears there, but I didn't call them out. "No matter what it is that you face, you are mine, and I will always stand beside you." 

She came forward and touched her nose to mine and let out a shaky breath. I placed my forehead against hers and slowly moved my mouth towards hers. I pushed my lips against hers, parting her mouth open with my tongue. I deepened the kiss for a moment, but pulled away only seconds later. I placed another softer kiss on her lips and looked deep into her eyes. It saddened me to see her like this, and I only wished that I could fix her. I wished that I could help her. 

It was all I wanted to do. After finally having her like I'd always wanted, it became my mission to help her in any way that I could. I would always do anything for y/n, no matter how tall the task. From wiping her tears, to even killing someone in her name, I wouldn't hesitate to do what needed to be done. 

She was mine, and I was hers. And that was the end of it. 

As I looked into her eyes, she once again closed the gap between us, hungrily smashing her lips against mine. The kiss deepened, and she gripped the collar of my shirt tightly, pulling me as close to her body as she could. I could feel every inch of desperation in the way that she moved. Her breathing was heavy against my lips as her tongue found mine. 

My body reacted to her in ways that it had never reacted to anything or anyone before. I'd smelled amortentia- but the control that substance would have over me was nothing compared to the choke hold that this girl had on me. 

I would die for her. Go to war for her. Kill for her. I would kill myself for her, if it meant that she would be happy. 

In this moment, there was nothing in my mind except her, and everything that she was to me. She had consumed me in my entirety, taking my mind, body, and soul. There wasn't a single part of me that could stop her when she began to undo the buttons on my shirt. The cold tips of her fingers grazed my abdomen and sent aching shivers across my body, only causing me to begin to undo her clothing as well. 

We were entangled in her bed sheets, completely unclothed, when we suddenly heard the doorknob on the door begin to twist. 

"Shit," I whispered, looking for something to cover myself up. Y/n's eyes were wide with fear, but as we sat up, I grabbed my wand from her bed stand and cast the disillusionment charm over the both of us. 

Imelda stepped into the room humming as she walked over to her bed and switched out the pile of textbooks in her hand for her broom. I tried to keep my breathing low, even as y/n clung to me. Her hands were wrapped tightly around my torso, and I was all too aware of her fingertips as they twitched over my bare skin. Y/n and I waited as silently as we could as Imelda took her time, completely unaware of our presence.