Unrepentant

"Enola? Is that you my love?" My love? Sebastian hadn't heard Ominis speak that collocially to anyone since Anne. He had definitely never called anyone his love.
"It is." She replied to him, headinging towards open door at the end of the hallway.
"You sound guilty. What have you done?"
"Don't get mad at me?" She walked into the next room closing the door behind her so that her conversation became increasingly muffled.

"What have you done. If that Rutherford is in my house you have 5 minutes to get him out of it." Did Ominis not like Thomas, why? What had he done to put him off so much. He seemed a rather agreeable man, much to Sebastian’s own disappointment
So what was it that made Ominis dislike him.
"Not Thomas. Is Orion here?" Orion? Who was Orion? Did Ominis have a roommate? It was always meant to be Sebastian that moved in with him. They'd planned it since they were twelve-years-old.

"No he's working. Enola what is this?"
"You remember the case I was telling you about?"
"The one with the curses. Enola?"
"Don't get mad." Enola, whom almost always sounded incredibly reassured, spoke with apprehension and guilt.
"You took him out didn't you?"
"Yes."
"Even after I told you not too?"
"Yes."
"And he's in my house right now?"
"He was hit with the cruciatus curse, and now people know he's out of prison."
"And you brought him to my house!"
"Ominis!"
"Do you understand what danger this puts us in. This isn't just my house Enola, Orion will freak out. And what about your partner. Where's he?"
"Still there."
"So you abandoned him. For what? A happy reunion." Sebastian can't say he'd expected any semblance of normality upon meeting his old friend. He had been aware that thus would be how it went. Ominis, just like her, had wanted Sebastian put away and Ominis had never been one to change his mind easily. But he couldn't pretend that it didn't hurt, hearing the friend he trusted the most talk about him like monster.

"Ominis please, I just need to write a letter and patch up some cuts. We'll be gone before you know it. He can stay in the hall."
"Fine, let me get the pair of you fixed. After this I never want him in my house again are we clear?"
"Clear, I'm going to the study, he's in the hall. Don't kill him. I need him."
"No don't. Go write your letter, the Wiggenweld's in the cabinet if you need any."
"Thanks Omi."
"Go!"

"Sebastian. It's been a while." His voice was harsh and monotone, a voice he had heard a million times before. Most recently on the day he sent him away. He didn't blame Ominis nearly to the same extent as he blamed the girl. He knew better, he had always stood for good. He knew that Ominis would never want to hurt him. He hadn't that entire year. No. He knew what had happened. It was her, as it always seemed to be. With her silver tongue that seemed to convince him of anything. Ot was her who made him do it.
"Ominis."
"I'm doing this because Enola asked me too. Don't think for a minute I want you here." It hurt. It hurt more then anything he'd heard since he'd gotten out of that god forsaken prison.
"I see you're still as vindictive as ever."
"I see you're still as argumentative. Come."

"You told her not to take me out of Azkaban."
"I did. And she shouldn't have."
"Ominis!"
"No! I'm not having this debate again. What you did was wrong. You aren't a good person. You hurt us all and now you want to run back into her life, My life. We'll she may be stupid enough to look past that but I sure as hell won't be."
"I did what was right. I needed to save Anne!"
"No you did what was right by you. And saying that you did it all for Anne, that doesn't make you any less of a horrible person Sebastian! Drink." He pushed a small glass vial in the general direction of the boy, missing his hand by a few centimetres. It was filled with a dark green liquid, slightly darker then the Wiggenweld they'd brewed in fifth year, and it swirled like a storm inside the bottle. Sebastian took it in hus palm, lifting it too his lips and taking a sip. It was strong and he found the pain in his chest numbing immediately.
"Right by me? It destroyed my life."
"It destroyed your life? You want to know what else it destroyed? Your sisters life. Enola's life. My life!"
"How? How on earth has it destroyed your lives. You live in this big, fancy apartment, you have a career. You look happy in all her photos." His breath quickened as he rememberd their smiling faces, photographs he would never be in. "And her, she has stolen the life I wanted. The life I had been working for since before I can even remember Ominis! How did my choices ruin your lives! It wasn't you who spent years locked up with barely enough food to eat. You didn't get beaten every day! I did. I did Ominis. Why don't you care!"

"You don't get to tell me what we've been through Sebastian. You haven't been here. You dont know what our lives are like" fury boiled in his chest, hot like lava and begging to burst from the seems. Magic pulsed in hus figures. His head span at the million miles an hour.
"Oh no. What could you possibly have been through thats worse then getting your soul ripped out daily!"

"She tried to kill herself." Sudden Silence, sudden stillness. The burning fire was replaced by bitter cold. Colder then azkaban, colder then the dementors.
"What?"
"Enola, she tried.. She."
"Ominis."
"You want to know why. You. People like you. People who will only ever see her as some powerful amenity that will solve all your problems. You only see her as the girl who sent you to azkaban but she was so much more. She would have done anything to help you and you threw it in her face time and time again.She never loved anyone the way she loved you. Not through lack of trying."

"I don't understand."
"Well learn to understand! She could have been happy. I offered to marry her you know. But I couldn't. She'd never be happy knowing what she did to you. And you're too selfish to see what she sacrificed." And suddenly the heat returned, burning at his heart once again.

"I know what she sacrificed! I know that what I did was wrong, Ominis," Sebastian said, his voice trembling slightly. "But I did it for Anne. You have to understand that."

"You did it for yourself, Sebastian," Ominis replied, his voice still harsh. "You always were selfish, and you always will be."

Sebastian felt a surge of anger rise in his chest. How dare Ominis accuse him of being selfish! He had sacrificed everything for Anne, including his own freedom. And yet, Ominis couldn't see that.
"You don't know what it was like in there, Ominis," Sebastian said, his voice rising. "You don't know what I had to go through. I did what I had to do to survive."

"And what about us, Sebastian? What about Enola and me?" Ominis replied, his voice equally loud. "You didn't think about us when you made your choice. You only thought about yourself and Anne!"

"OK I'm done. Sebastian we should head back. Thank you Ominis, for everything. I'll vist soon. Are you two alright?" She looked between the boys with knitted brows. "Ominis do you need me to stay."
"No. I want him out of my house."
"Alright, I'll vist soon Omi, promise." She smiled at him sweetly.
"Just you next time."
"Just me."