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sebastian's pov
Almost a year has passed since everything happened. I hadn't realized it, but I can't even recall exactly what happened. Not that it mattered.
I was left to live with results anyway. The ongoing pain. Regret.
But as time went by, I took advantage of the chances I was given. I decided to do better in my studies, talk to people more. Enjoy time alone. I hated to admit it, but everyone was right. My professors were right.
It was good for me. I felt it.
But there were times I thought back to who I was a year agoโ what I had a year ago. Especially now that we were turning 16.
I managed to practice self discipline, and put myself on a strict sleep schedule, making sure I was up on time, for classes and even on the weekends. But tonight was different.
I stayed up just enough to hear the Grandfather clock in the common room chime. 12 AM.
One benefit of having frequent daily conversations with the house elves is that they end up doing small favors if asked nicely. I requested one of them to bring me a muffin with a small candle in it.
Now here I was, sitting in front of the fireplace alone, warm and safe as I thought of her.
"Incendio," I whisper as I lined the tip of my wand up to the candle's wick. "Happy Birthday, Anne."
I sat there silently, picturing her sitting next to me, healthy and happy and her usual jokey self. I rocked back and forth, humming the tune of the song. I missed Anne, but it'd feel wrong to admit it aloud.
I blew out the candle on her behalf and felt my throat slightly tighten. I missed her.
"Sebastian!" a voice greeted with the tone of surprise. I turned, at it startled me. I almost thought I was completely alone in the common room and that everyone had already been in their beds asleep.
It was Y/n, with a small white box in her hands, which I could only assume contained a cake. She stood there, with a smile, as if she wanted to say something.
"Y/n... I didn't expect for you to be awake," I say, hiding the muffin from her view. Her smile slightly drops, as if she had already seen it. "Well, of course I'd be... I wanted to be the first person to greet you." My heart felt a wave of warmth.
She sits herself next to me, crossing her legs and showing me the box. "Made it myself. Happy Birthday, Sebastian. I remember you saying you liked chocolate."
I refused to even look at it. I had no intention of celebrating myself. I even wanted people to forget. After all I've done, I didn't deserve this. "Thank you, but I can't, Y/n," I say, turning my head.
"But you haven't even looked at it," Y/n says, tapping my shoulder. I give her a chance, feeling bad that she put an effort for me and I didn't even consider to look.
I turned my head, the box now open, revealing a imperfectly decorated chocolate cake. My slight smile drops completely, right into a gasp, as I read what she wrote on the cake.
Happy 16th Birthday, Sebastian & Anne!
I turn my head once again, the tears in my eyes being too hard to contain for any longer. My breath hitched as I tried to keep quiet by biting my lip. I feel Y/n hand rub on my back.
"I know you've been missing her, Sebastian. And even though we both know what happened last year, you've changed. And she's still your family. It's okay to miss family."
Y/n was the friend I never deserved, even after my slight falling out with Ominis. Things were never the same as before.
But Y/n always tried to make things seem normal, even when she knew it wasn't.
"I don't want to celebrate my birthdayโ I want to celebrate hers."
Y/n gives me a soft, reassuring smile, her hand rested on my shoulder. "We can celebrate both, you know?" she says, her teeth shining through.
"We?" I sniffled.
"Yes. Tomorrow, you, Ominis and I are going to spend the day at Hogsmeade, and we can do whatever you want. He still cares about you, you know?"
A day at Hogsmeade with them did sound nice. I never expected Ominis to be willing to go, knowing it was for me.
"Now, give me this," Y/n says as she takes the muffin from my hand, removing the candle from it and placing it among the other candles on the cake. She lights all the candles and hovers the cake towards me.
"It looks nice, by the way. Ever thought about being a cake decorator?" I teased. She rolls her eyes. "I know, I know, the icing could have been smoother," she laughs.
Suddenly, I felt a whole lot better. Like everything was going to be just fine.
Almost a year has passed since everything happened. I hadn't realized it, but I can't even recall exactly what happened. Not that it mattered.
I was left to live with results anyway. The ongoing pain. Regret.
But as time went by, I took advantage of the chances I was given. I decided to do better in my studies, talk to people more. Enjoy time alone. I hated to admit it, but everyone was right. My professors were right.
It was good for me. I felt it.
But there were times I thought back to who I was a year agoโ what I had a year ago. Especially now that we were turning 16.
I managed to practice self discipline, and put myself on a strict sleep schedule, making sure I was up on time, for classes and even on the weekends. But tonight was different.
I stayed up just enough to hear the Grandfather clock in the common room chime. 12 AM.
One benefit of having frequent daily conversations with the house elves is that they end up doing small favors if asked nicely. I requested one of them to bring me a muffin with a small candle in it.
Now here I was, sitting in front of the fireplace alone, warm and safe as I thought of her.
"Incendio," I whisper as I lined the tip of my wand up to the candle's wick. "Happy Birthday, Anne."
I sat there silently, picturing her sitting next to me, healthy and happy and her usual jokey self. I rocked back and forth, humming the tune of the song. I missed Anne, but it'd feel wrong to admit it aloud.
I blew out the candle on her behalf and felt my throat slightly tighten. I missed her.
"Sebastian!" a voice greeted with the tone of surprise. I turned, at it startled me. I almost thought I was completely alone in the common room and that everyone had already been in their beds asleep.
It was Y/n, with a small white box in her hands, which I could only assume contained a cake. She stood there, with a smile, as if she wanted to say something.
"Y/n... I didn't expect for you to be awake," I say, hiding the muffin from her view. Her smile slightly drops, as if she had already seen it. "Well, of course I'd be... I wanted to be the first person to greet you." My heart felt a wave of warmth.
She sits herself next to me, crossing her legs and showing me the box. "Made it myself. Happy Birthday, Sebastian. I remember you saying you liked chocolate."
I refused to even look at it. I had no intention of celebrating myself. I even wanted people to forget. After all I've done, I didn't deserve this. "Thank you, but I can't, Y/n," I say, turning my head.
"But you haven't even looked at it," Y/n says, tapping my shoulder. I give her a chance, feeling bad that she put an effort for me and I didn't even consider to look.
I turned my head, the box now open, revealing a imperfectly decorated chocolate cake. My slight smile drops completely, right into a gasp, as I read what she wrote on the cake.
Happy 16th Birthday, Sebastian & Anne!
I turn my head once again, the tears in my eyes being too hard to contain for any longer. My breath hitched as I tried to keep quiet by biting my lip. I feel Y/n hand rub on my back.
"I know you've been missing her, Sebastian. And even though we both know what happened last year, you've changed. And she's still your family. It's okay to miss family."
Y/n was the friend I never deserved, even after my slight falling out with Ominis. Things were never the same as before.
But Y/n always tried to make things seem normal, even when she knew it wasn't.
"I don't want to celebrate my birthdayโ I want to celebrate hers."
Y/n gives me a soft, reassuring smile, her hand rested on my shoulder. "We can celebrate both, you know?" she says, her teeth shining through.
"We?" I sniffled.
"Yes. Tomorrow, you, Ominis and I are going to spend the day at Hogsmeade, and we can do whatever you want. He still cares about you, you know?"
A day at Hogsmeade with them did sound nice. I never expected Ominis to be willing to go, knowing it was for me.
"Now, give me this," Y/n says as she takes the muffin from my hand, removing the candle from it and placing it among the other candles on the cake. She lights all the candles and hovers the cake towards me.
"It looks nice, by the way. Ever thought about being a cake decorator?" I teased. She rolls her eyes. "I know, I know, the icing could have been smoother," she laughs.
Suddenly, I felt a whole lot better. Like everything was going to be just fine.
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