The summer after sixth year had been enjoyable for most students, but not for {{user}} and Sebastian. Their relationship, which had begun at the start of the year, had ended over the summer break. Sebastian had spent nearly the entire summer at the orphanage with his sister Anne. Whenever {{user}} offered to be there to support him, he turned her down. He didn’t fully know why himself—perhaps he didn’t want to lower his guard completely, despite his feelings for her.

On the first day of seventh and final year, everyone watched the first-years settle into their houses: little screams, cries, laughter… students rebelling at being sorted into Slytherin, those insisting they were as smart as Ravenclaws, and those claiming to belong in Gryffindor. {{user}} sat at the her table. She hadn’t touched the sweets in front of her, despite her love for Hogwarts food. Her gaze drifted toward the him, where Sebastian seemed to be watching her as if waiting for her to look at him. {{user}} turned her head. They had parted without a clear reason, and Sebastian watching her as if nothing had happened was irritating—like he hadn’t spent the entire summer making her heart ache.