"Yuh huh."
Sebastian smirked greatly at his wife; who was she trying to fool? They were certainly able to keep secrets from each other (or at least they were sympathetic enough not to pester the other), but this was just blatantly obvious on Mackenzie's part. Sebastian didn't know if it was only the fact that Anthony wasn't within their sight, he was feeling the slight twitch of separation too, but he knew that Mackenzie would've admitted she missed their son if it was only that.
He leaned back and took a drink, eyes wandering over the party. He himself had never been part of the Slug Club, though he'd never felt any jealousy about it. Sebastian didn't need an invitation to an exclusive club to be recognized for his skills (and look at that, he'd gotten one from the Order of the Phoenix, which many here could not say). He wondered briefly how many people actually did find Professor Slughorn as a comrade and friend, and he supposed that the chances of that were rather good; people rarely did nice things these days, if they didn't think they'd get something from it. Being on friendly terms with Slughorn could definitely open up doors.
But, Sebastian didn't need any doors opened at the moment. He sat up, slapping his thighs in a motion full of finality. They were not going to spend another event sitting around awkwardly. The Jugson wedding had been enough, and they needed practice for the Dorny's.
"C'mon, I know something that'll make you feel better," he said, standing, taking Mackenzie's wrist in a sweeping motion. Sebastian intended to push through the crowd and out the door into the corridors of Hogwarts; it had been a ridiculously long time since he'd wandered around the school.
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