#Soon they'll be France!Sebaura

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A little sneak peak of chapter twenty-eight because I am in my feels about it for real 🥺

On his last day at Hogwarts, Sebastian packed his belongings into his small, tattered trunk and wondered where he'd gone so wrong that his entire life's contents had been reduced to nothing more than books, unfolded clothes and an alarming number of odd socks.

He was quite used to navigating life on his own. Captain of himself, he was his own guardian, decision-maker and provider all rolled into one; but with exams under his belt and the precipice of a new life beyond Hogwarts at his toes, he'd never felt the absence of a family as keenly as he did now. While his peers received letters and gifts from home, Sebastian got nothing: no owls came for him bearing congratulatory letters from proud parents, nor were any words of advice imparted upon him from distant uncles or older cousins. He'd pre-emptively been offered a traineeship at St Mungos provided his N.E.W.T results were up to par (they would be), but a letter from a faceless Ministry employee was hardly comparable to a loving letter from your mother.

He missed his parents. He missed his home in Norfolk.

He missed his twin.

— How to Make a Villain, chapter twenty-eight (WIP)