༝ ˚ 。⋆𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍⋆。 ˚ ༝
Ominis couldn't help but wonder what would happen when Sereia got her song back.
Sebastian made it seem like it would heal her- emotionally and restore her to a proper siren. But what was a proper siren, ominis wondered?
Would they be doomed once she was restored? Would she turn on them? Sea magic was arcane, some considered it dark, what did that make Sereia?
Ominis pushed the thought from his mind as the siren herself and Sebastian sat down next to him in the common room. Sereia and Sebastian... a disastrous duo to be reckoned with.
"Where did you two get off to?" Ominis asked. "Sereia was by the lake." Sebastian replied.
"I just joined her." He added. "And now we're here." He finished.
"Well it's about time. I was wondering when the two of you would show up." Ominis retorted with a grin tugging at his lips.
"I have news."
"News? Of what?" Sebastian asked at once, on the edge of his seat at the very mention of a development in the current state of affairs.
"I have a safe passage for us to the South Sea."Ominis told them.
"You- how?" Sebastian asked, a grin on his face but brown eyes widened with surprise and wonder.
"I know someone. I told them what we wanted-" Ominis looked to Sereia- "I left out all of the intimate details of course." Sereia gave him a soft nod.
"They have agreed to meet us at the three broomsticks the night of the Halloween feast. From there they will take us where we need to go."
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The night of Halloween came much faster than anticipated by the three Slytherins.
Sereia had spent much time reading and studying on her blue blood culture and learning just what she was capable of. Though, as she did more research, she quickly learned that without her siren song she wouldn't be able to do more than move an orb of water around in the air no larger than a quaffle.
Sebastian had been mostly wrapped up in quidditch practice. Sereia didn't understand the hype of quidditch. To her, riding around on a broom for hours chasing a ball seemed anything but thrilling.
Sebastian had tried multiple times to convince her to ride a broom with him and she refused every time.
"Come on now sea shell every witch should know how to ride a broom." He would insist. "Didn't you learn to ride one where you come from? Back on your island?" He would ask.
"No." She would put it simply. "I'm not interested." She would add every time.
"How old are you?" He even asked her one time and it was a question that truly made her think. She had to hold out her fingers and count. It's hard to know how old you are when you've been living alone for most of your life.
"Seventeen." She would finally tell him.
"Seventeen years old and you still can't ride a broom? Sereia..." And she would deny him again and again.
Ominis, on the other hand, had been rather quiet but he seemed happy from what Sebastian could tell. But he wasn't sure what had made him this way. Usually Ominis told him everything but Sebastian had gotten the sneaking feeling that Ominis was keeping something from him. But just what it was had been a total mystery to him.
"I know he's keeping something from me, that bastard." Sebastian told Sereia as he helped her study for a potions test.
"I'm his best friend we don't keep anything from each other." He added and Sereia shrugged.
"Sometimes people find it best to keep things to themselves." "but Ominis?" "perhaps." Sereia replied.
"I don't tell you everything." "But that's you." Sebastian countered. "And you aren't Ominis." "I suppose. Now can we please get back to studying?" Sebastian gave a soft chuckle and nodded.
"What potions use dittinay leaves?"
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"We'll use the disillusionment charm to escape the castle." Ominis told the other two Slytherins as night fell on Halloween. Ominis flicked his wand and he disappeared. Sereia looked to Sebastian who shrugged.
"He makes the rules now I suppose."
And with that Sebastian too disappeared. Sereia was quick to follow.
"This way."
Ominis' hushed tone gave the other two something to follow as they snuck through corridor after corridor and made their way to the entrance of the castle. Once outside Ominis was first to remove his invisibility charm. Sebastian and Sereia followed suit.
"We'll have to walk to Hogsmead from here. No brooms, too easy to spot and uh, I don't wish to try to ride a broom. Especially not at night." Ominis said and led the way, his wand held out before him to help guid himself through the castle gates and down the path to Hogesmead.
"Hogesmead?" Sereia said the name with a note of confusion.
"Hogesmead is a near by village." Sebastian told her. "It has loads of little shops and places like The Three Broomsticks." "What is The Three Broomsticks?" "A tavern with the best butterbeer in town." Sebastian told her with a grin.
"When we get there I'll buy you a glass." He added with a wink. Sereia felt it again. That swirling distant feeling of heat. It wasn't pure, even still, it never was. She assumed it would be when she finally got her song back.
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The tavern was quaint. It reminded Sereia a bit of her home but as if it had been expanded and stretched into a full blown tavern with lively music and customers. She had never been to such a place. She had wondered to the local village on her island a few times but that was to sell seashells and fish to mainlanders. She would use the money she made to buy things like four, butter, and eggs. Things she couldn't grow. Or if she made enough she would buy a new set of willow charcoal or parchment. Truly the best things to her, treasures.
The three broomsticks was rather crowded with it being Halloween. There were many people wearing various animal shaped masks and capes.
Sereia felt for a moment as if she weren't appropriately dressed for she did not have a mask or a cape.
"Why are people dressed that way?" She asked Sebastian. "Because it's Halloween." He told her. "It's tradition to wear a disguise on Halloween night to escape the spirits who have come back from the grave!"
"oh don't scare her, Sebastian." Ominis grumbled.
"It's all superstition, Sereia." He told the siren as they made their way to the far side of the tavern.
There, in a secluded seat that was cast in shadows from the fireplace, was a girl with the mask of a fox and a midnight black cape. Ominis led them to the table to sit with the girl.
"Adeline."
He said almost instantly and his voice seemed to be softer? Could that be right?
"Ominis."
The girl said. Her tone was rough and not, well, english. It sounded more like Welsh or Scottish. Seriea didn't know the difference just that she didn't sound British.
She removed the fox mask.
"Still blind I take it?" She said and the harshness and brutality of her tone shocked Sereia.
"I don't know," Ominis replied and- was he grinning?
"Is your mother still a vile bitch?" "Ominis!" Sebastian looked at his friend, shocked.
"Just as much as your father is a cruel and vindictive bastard." The maskless girl- Addeline- replied and there seemed to be a grin tugging at her lips as well.
What was happening?
Ominis leaned over and placed a hand on hers. There was a smile now on his face, not just a grin, but an amiable kind smile.
"I have missed you."
He told her and Addeline smiled back.
"Everyone, this is the contact who will be taking us through the South Sea." Ominis told the others.
Sebastian and Sereia shared a look before looking to Addeline herself. She smiled back at them.
"It's nice to meet you." she said.
"Ominis has said much about the two of you. I'm Addeline Diggory. I'll be escorting you through the south sea."
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