Hello hello! So, here's the next chapter, sorry for the delay, i'm just really busy lately. dear readers, i need to know if you're interested in this story, cause this take's up quite a lot of time so iwould liketo know if anyone actually reads this...let me know what you think! thnx!
disclaimer: obviously not mine.
on with the story...
"Damn it!" Sebastian exclaimed walking into the room, "I can't believe I just lost it like that! How the hell did that happen?"
Hermione watched her sister frantically pacing around the room.
"You don't even realize what happened Mia. I was so angry, for a second there I had almost no control over myself, all I could feel was rage. Had it been anyone else, anyone but Blaise, and I don't know what would have happened" she concluded quietly.
"What do you mean by 'had it been anyone but Blaise'? Who is he to you anyway?" Hermione asked, thoroughly confused by the entire situation.
Meanwhile, downstairs in the common room, Blaise was still fighting to regain his composure, while Draco silently sat on the couch trying to comprehend what the hell just took place. "Shit Blaise, What the hell was that? Are you ok?" Draco began, "How do you know that girl?"
"Come on, Drake…She's Sebastian! Think man, I told you all about her"
"Wait, you mean…she's…" Draco looked shocked.
"Yeah" Blaise finished with a sigh, closing his eyes and running a hand through his hair, he looked completely dejected.
"Well Bastian? You said you'd tell me about your life. I think it's time you did just that." Hermione said, trying to sound as determined as possible.
Several moments passed in silence and Hermione thought that her sister would brushed her off with an excuse yet again.
However, for once in her life, she was proven wrong.
"I met Blaise in the summer, after my first year in Durmstrang. It was a rough year for me, spent mostly alone. Blaise was the first person I dared to call a friend after you and I parted." Sebastian seemed reluctant to make this trip down memory lane, but she knew that it was inevitable.
"Once the school year was over, Etienne and Laura told me thatwe were going to spend the summer in their estate in Italy. I didn't really care were I spent it, I kept to myself mostly, reading and learning, so our exact physical whereabouts made little difference to me.
We arrived at the mansion a couple of days later.
I spent my first week alone, getting to know the place. It was a beautiful old castle with vast gardens, a stable and a magnificent library. Well, there was much more than that, but those were all I cared about" Sebastian added with a smile.
"About a week after our arrival, I was notified that some of Etienne's old friends were joining us for dinner and that since they had a son who was about my age I was expected to keep him company.
That was the first time I met Blaise. We didn't talk at all until after the meal, when we were excused from the table and he asked me where he could find the library.
He rather surprised me that day. I wasn't expecting him to ask for the library, the stable or the quiditch pitch maybe, but not the library.
I showed him the way and we somehow ended up debating about books for the rest of the evening.
After that, we kept running into each other. His parent's mansion was the closest to ours, so I often met him while I was out, riding my horse.
Soon we had a spot were we would meet each day to go riding together. We spent hours walking around, reading by the lake or just doing silly things and having fun.
The summer went by so fast, I didn't even realize it was about to end.
So when it did, and it was time to go to school, I was pretty upset. I kept thinking how unfair it was that all the people I cared aboutkept being taken away from me.
But it was inevitable, and soon I was in Durmstrang again, alone.
Though now I had another journal, just like the one I gave to you, in which I could write Blaise.
We wrote each other everyday" Sebastian paused for a minute, a soft smile lingering on her beautiful features.
"Though once, I wrote him but received no response for two whole days. I was starting to get worried when on the third day I got a small note.
It said 'Had a date, Didn't have time to write, Sorry.'
Obviously, I got mad at him"
Hermione couldn't help but smile at the thought of her sister getting jealous because of a boy.
"So I wrote back, saying that I won't bother him anymore so he can devote all of his time to his date, and stopped writing him.
A couple of days later I got an owl, it was Blaise's owl Rouge, that brought me a box of chocolate with a note that said "if you're going to wallow over me at least do it with your favorite chocolate".
I was mad and yet I couldn't stop smiling. After all it was rather sweet and funny."
Sebastian concluded and laughed.
"Things went back to normal after that.
And so, for four years, we wrote each other throughout the school year and spent the summers together. Blaise was my closest friend."
"Wow, that is just so weird. I mean, Blaise and I have been in the same school for six years and I knew nothing about this. I don't really know Blaise but I was sure he's a completely different person" Hermione said.
"Well, people can surprise you. For better or for worse."
Hermione was very confused at this point. Sebastian seemed to have really strong feelings for Blaise, but then there was the encounter downstairs. What was that about?
"But what happened? Something must have happened to make him so mad at you" She asked.
"Something did happen, and I guess that I'm the only one to blame, though it's not like I actually had any choice", Sebastian looked guilty and sad, after casting a glance at her sister's puzzled face she continued her story.
"You probably know that in the wizarding society marriages are often prearranged. Also, marriage usually takes place at a younger age then in the muggle society."
"Yes, but what does that have to do with you?"
"Well, Blaise was about to turn sixteen in the summer after out fifth year in school and his parents had decided that it was time to find him a suitable bride.
A short while before I was to come home Etienne and Laura received a letter from Blaise's parents stating that they wanted us to be betrothed.
A few days later I received a letter from Blaise. I was so afraid to open it, afraid that he was mad at me because his parents decided he should marry meand not his current girlfriend, whoever she was.
The truth turned out to be much worse.
I eventually opened the letter only to find the words 'I love you' adorning the very first line. I was shocked to say the least. Don't get me wrong, I've been in love with him for as long as I can remember, but I never even dreamed he felt the same way. And finding out in those circumstances was completely devastating."
Sebastian was fighting back the tears that begged to be shed. She never cried over this, and had no intention of starting now.
She blinked a few more times and turned to the window.
The sun was setting in the distance.
"Bastian, I'm obviously missing something. If the two of you were in love, why not get betrothed?" Hermione asked.
"It's quite simple actually. Because a betrothal is a binding magical contract which requires both sides to state their identity and parentage.
What do you think would have happened when I stated 'I Sebastian De La Ferre, daughter of Etienne and Laura De La Ferre…?' You can't fool a magical contract, Mia.
Had I accepted the proposal, my true parentage would have been revealed, and that was simply not an option." Sebastian finished.
"Then what did you do?"
"Well, Etienne told Blaise's parents that I was already betrothed. In order to avoid any more questions I was told to write Blaise and tell him that I was spending the summer with my fiancé, so I did.
Blaise was so mad; he couldn't believe I never told him.
We spent a few days arguing about it and then he just stopped writing.
I spent the summer alone, in France, hoping he would eventually forgive me and talk to me again, but that never happened.
Summer moved on and time kept passing by, another year at Durmstrang was slowly nearing its end, without even a single word from him.
They say time heals all wounds, don't they? Well, it doesn't."
The atmosphereinthe room was definitely gloomy, Hermione didn't know what to say.
Suddenly a short sarcastic laughter rang throughout the room and a bitter smile appeared on Sebastian's face, "But fate sure has a twisted sense of humor, doesn't it? Now I'm here, and he's here, and I nearly killed him half an hour ago."
Apprehension dawned on her and Sebastian turned to Hermione,
"I nearly killed him Mia, do you understand that? I could have killed him! What if this happens again? What if I won't be able to control my anger at all next time?
I need to talk to professor Dumbledore"
Sebastian started towards the door but stopped abruptly,
"He's still there, I can hear them talking. I can't face him right now", she turned around and approached the window with fast paces, "meet me in Dumbledore's office in a couple of minutes" she told Hermione as she climbed onto the window sill and dove into the sunset.
Completely terrified, Hermione ran towards the window but was not quick enough to catch her sister "Bastian!" She screamed into the cold evening air.
The cry of a lone silver hawk was heard as it soared up and made its way towards Dumbledore's tower.
'Meet me there in a couple of minutes', a voice stated clearly insideHermione's head.
"What the hell?" Hermione muttered as she ran out of her room, past the boys, and through the portrait hall as she made her way to Dumbledore's office.
Draco and Blaise were still talking in the common room when a frantic Hermione ran past them muttering 'what the hell?'.
The boys exchanged confused looks and waited for the other girl to appear, however a few minutes passedand she was nowhere to be seen. Blaise carefully approached the door that Hermione had left open in her dazed state, and glanced into the room.
"What is it?" Draco asked, "Is she alright?"
"I don't know" came the confused reply, "She's not here".
well, that's it...btw does Sebastian seem to have mood swings or isshe ok? i had a bit of trouble with that when i was writing this chp...