Bloodbound

Sebastian Revisited

A/N: Thanks to L’Vanna for letting me hash out this story to her. I find it really helps in organizing your ideas when you have someone who can listen to them, even when they don’t respond, but L’Vanna does respond, which makes it even better. I am enjoying what I have planned for this story, and I hope you all do as well. I know I keep reminding you the story is coming to an end, but the reminders are just as much for myself as they are for you. I am finding it difficult to let go, as this story is my firstborn, my baby. All stories have to reach an end though, and this one is coming pretty close. You can thank this chapter though. Short as it is, it is prolonging the story a bit. And I swear, I will update faster than before. Enjoy!


Sebastian looked at his gilded pocket watch once more. Zaraus was late. Again. This could not be tolerated, he thought to himself, as he paced back and forth in room 29 at the Leaky Cauldron. Zaraus had better have good news,he thought to himself, as he waited for his nephew to arrive. Suddenly, Zaraus burst through the door.


“Forgive me, Uncle, but I think you will be grateful for my lateness this time,” Zaraus said, handing him a small black vial.


“It is completed?” Sebastian asked incredulously.


“Yes, my lord,” Zaraus replied, smiling broadly. Sebastian took the vial greedily.


Sebastian stared at the vial, rolling it over and over in his hand. He had been waiting for this for nearly twenty years, and finally, it was ready. His own son found it amusing that he had been cursed in such a way that forever denied him the pleasure of the flesh. Even though Severus was a highly skilled Potions Master, he refused to help his father develop a cure. Now, though he had to search for many years, he had found a skilled Master, one who agreed to develop the serum; for a hefty price. No matter to him, though. The Snape family was very well endowed, and Sebastian would have even given his soul for this potion.


Taking a deep breath, Sebastian removed the tiny stopper from the vial and drank the potion hungrily, immediately feeling a warming sensation in his nether regions. He looked down to find he was sporting a massive erection, and the feeling was wonderful, so wonderful he began to laugh with relief. For nearly twenty years he had waited for this moment, and it had finally arrived.


“Is the plan in motion?” Sebastian asked Zaraus, eager for his report. He wanted to go to the well reputed brothel in Hogsmeade, and visit a certain lady named Belladonna.


“Yes, Uncle. Everything is going as planned. Christmas Eve, you will get your revenge,” Zaraus said, grinning devilishly.