Sebastian Malfoy

I raced as fast as I could to the one place that I felt safe; ironically it was the same place that Ben and I were attacked for the first time since all the craziness started around my family. I pulled up to ruined house that I once lived in and for the first time I really saw the destruction; the roof was completely caved in, my bedroom was completely gone, Ben's bedroom was still there (but very little of it remained); the only structure that remained from the house was the chimney and the back door frame. I walked over the broken wooden ceiling beams and over the dried black blood from the monster and peaked out the back door and remembered the good times me and my brother had in this house. It brought tears to my eyes to know that the days of carefree fun were over and wartime was forever. Suddenly I heard a motorcycle pull up the house and I grabbed the first object I saw in case someone were going to attack me again. Ben walked through the rubble to find me holding a spear made out of a four by four and crossed his arms.

"Now you wouldn't kill your own brother would you?" he asked as I rolled my eyes.

"Don't tempt me," I joked as I punched him on the shoulder.

"Why did you follow me?" I asked curiously.

"Seriously?" Ben sarcastically asked, "The Dictator is after you and you wonder why I followed you here?"

"It's just as dangerous for you as it is for me," I mentioned.

"I can handle myself," Ben said crossing his arms.

I looked at him, offended, "and I can't?"

He rolled his eyes, "I never said you couldn't. The last thing mom and dad said to me before they died was to keep you safe and that's what I intend to do whether you like it or not." I had to admit, I hated when Ben got all mushy and lovey with me, but it was nice to see him act human for once instead of a warrior robot. I grabbed him and pulled him into a hug.

"Well isn't this sweet," a voice from behind said. Ben and I grabbed out weapons, which were only beams of wood, but I instructed Ben to put his down because I recognized his voice.

"State your business," Ben said as the man laughed.

"I have to have a reason to visit my oldest friends?" he said and I spun around to catch the twinkling gaze of a strapping young dark haired man. He walked into the light of the moon and I definitely recognized him; his face and body were chiseled and very well defined. He had a square head, box shaped body, big arms, large neck, large but lean legs; his hands were big and strong, his voice was deep and seductive, but his eyes were a soft green, his lips were slender, and his dark black hair moved in the wind even though there was no wind to speak of. He was built like the stereotypical gym rat.

"Sebastian?" I asked.

"Uh duh," he said, "who else would it be?" I laughed and ran into his arms; he was a lot stronger than I remembered him. He squeezed me, picked me up, and spun me around; when he put me down, we stared into each other's eyes for a brief moment until my brother interrupted us.

"Alright love birds," he said coming in for a hug. "How have you been man?"

"Not bad," he said, "I was going to ask you the same thing. I watched that monster attack you guys. I thought you two were dead."

"Yeah same here," I said trying to forget that awful night.

"A similar monster came after me as well," he said as I gasped, "he was talking about a book and tore my house apart looking for it."

"That's why they came after us," Ben said, "but unlike you, we didn't know out lineage."

"I prefer to forget mine," Sebastian said frowning, "your grandfather is the great Harry Potter. I have a coward for a grandfather."

"Maybe there is a story behind him that you do not know," I said reassuring him.

"Maybe," he said changing the subject, "why don't you guys come out tonight? Drink and have fun."

"At our usual place?" I asked smiling.

"Of course!" Ben said as we raced for the car, but Sebastian pulled me back.

"It's really good to see you," he said putting his hand in my hair.

"It's good to see you too, I missed you," I said as I placed my hand over his. We stared into each other's eyes again and we started to lean in to kiss until Ben interrupted us again

"You can suck his dick later, I want to get drunk!"

We both laughed and I yelled, "Fuck off!" before we both ran to the car and sped off toward the lounge.

I had forgotten how loud the lounge was; I could feel the bass from all the way outside. I put the car in park and watched everyone go in, but then I caught sight of someone whom I wished to never see again.

"Mark is here?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's trying to gain your territory so this is his local meeting place to conduct takeover meetings," Sebastian said as I looked at him curiously. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm trying to keep your territories. So you're welcome." I was flattered, but I wouldn't tell him that. "Let's go in and ignore Mark." Sebastian was right, I couldn't let Mark get to me and stop me from having a good time; we got out of the car and walked in. The club was backed and they had dancing girls in cages and girls dancing on the bar, which was a new taste for this place. A taste that screamed, I'm covering up something. We walked over to the bar and Sebastian held up the number three; the bartender came back with three shots, one for each of us. We all took the shot, Ben got up and grabbed the first girl he saw to go dance with her; we laughed as we finished out shots and then Sebastian grabbed my hand to pull me up to dance.

"I don't dance," I yelled over the loud music.

"I remember you being a great dancer," he said near my ear, "unless you can't dance anymore. Shame." I knew what he was trying to do and despite my best effort to control myself, I took his hand and pulled him to the floor. The bass was so loud, but the music was on point and it put me in a great mood; as the bass dropped, Sebastian grabbed his hips and we started grinding each other. He pulled he closer, wrapping his arms around my hips and I pulled him closer by wrapping my arms around his neck; feeling his breath on my neck got me hot and I spun around to face him while still dancing with him. He placed his hand on the small of my back and pulled my hips closer to his; my arms flew around his neck as he ran his hands up and down my body. Goosbumps were forming quickly as I became hotter and hotter; sweat was pouring down my face, but Sebastian didn't care. He stroked my sweaty hair as he pulled me in to kiss him. Everything melted away as our lips met; at first it was a sweet peck, but then I grabbed his head and stuck my tongue down his throat. Instead of backing away, he accepted it and fed my lust for his lips; as our mouths opened and closed together, nothing else mattered. In the many years we had been friends we kissed once when we were ten and even then he was a good kisser, but now he was ten times better and he made me want him more. The more we kissed the more I started to mentally undress him, but suddenly I was pulled out of the kiss by Ben.

"What the fuck?!" I yelled at him.

Instead of meeting eyes with my brother, I met eyes with Mark. "You need to come with me."

"Absolutely the fuck not!" I yelled.

"Your life depends on it," Mark said as I looked at Sebastian. He nodded as we followed Mark behind the scenes. Ben walked beside me and whispered in my ear, "You got pretty friendly with Sebastian."

I glanced up at him and said, "You were also having fun with that blonde headed prostitute you were boning in the corner." His smile disappeared and he blushed.

"How-?"

"I'm not blind," I laughed, "was it good?"

"Not really," Ben said shaking his head, "she squealed a lot. It was fucking a pig, it was strange."

"Are we done?" Mark asked folding his arms. "Can we get to business?"

"And what business is that exactly?" I asked. "I know you've been trying to take over my territories."

"This isn't a turf confrontation," Mark said as I examined him closer; he was extremely nervous, he was shaking, his face had several scars and several open wounds made from punches across the face.

"Mark, what is going on?" Ben asked.

"I have gotten intel that he is coming here to seek you out," Mark said as the music stopped playing. We fell silent as we suddenly heard people screaming and wolves howling.

"Sounds like he was is here already," Sebastian said in a hushed voice.

"He is after you and Sebastian," Mark said as we heard footsteps. "You need to get out of here and hide."

"We are done hiding," I said taking out my dagger and Ben taking out his miniature staff. We were prepared to fight, but became confused when a brunette girl wearing a mini pink skirt and black belly shirt came in; her eyes were glazed over.

"She's possessed," I said keeping my guard up.

"So smart you are," she said as Mark transformed into his wolf form, "you take one step, and everyone dies."

"What do you want?" Ben asked.

"You know," the girl said in a deep demonic voice. "You can deliver the books to me, or people will start dying." She snapped her fingers and returned Mark to his human form; she, then, outstretched her hand and started to lift him by neck, choking him the higher she raised him.

"Tell...her...nothing," Mark strained through her grip. She laughed, slowly fading from a high pitched girl voice to a low satanic voice; she twisted her hand and snapped Mark's neck. His body went limp and fell to the ground. An audible gasp left my mouth as he crashed the floor; the girl turned to me and smiled.

"Anyone else want to die?" she said picked up Sebastian and Ben with her hands and throwing them across the room, "maybe it's your turn. Where is she?"

"I don't know," I said as she wrapped her hand around my neck and squeezed. My hands instinctively wrapped around hers to try to pull them off, but she was too strong. "Where is she?"

"Even if I knew...I wouldn't tell...you," I managed to say before letting my go. I gasped and coughed as I rubbed my neck.

"If you don't tell me, I am going to start killing the people you love," she said smiling, "starting with your true love." She laughed hysterically until a bright light came out of her mouth and the girl fell to the floor. I rushed over to her to feel her pulse; she was dead and so was Mark.

"Fuck," Ben said popping his shoulder back into place. Sebastian wiped blood from his nose, and said a little prayer over Mark's body. We let the wolves take care of Mark and we took the girl's body and buried it in a marked grave across the street from the club. We walked back to the car as my mind would not stop racing; I couldn't give him the book, that would be giving up.

"She wanted to know where mom was," I said to Ben and Sebastian, "she asked me where she was."

"So he doesn't want the books, he wants the main power source," Sebastian said as I shook my head. I turned to go to the car when Ben stopped me.

"Are you alright?"

"Not in the slightest," I said.

"We can protect the books and we can protect John from the threat," Ben reassured me, but he was so wrong.

"John doesn't need saving," I admitted. Then Ben understood.

"He isn't your true love." Then he asked, "if he isn't then who is?" Instead of answering him, I turned around to face the man sitting inside the car.

When Ben followed my eyes, one word came out of his mouth, "Fuck."