Sebastian stood in the lab, the Space Authority ring gleaming faintly on his finger, its azure glow fading into the hum of arcane energy. A quiet smile curved his lips, pride swelling as he marveled at the power now at his command.

Across the room, Wanda leaned against a workbench, her own smile mirroring his a reflex of their shared triumph. But beneath it, her eyes betrayed an ache, a shadow of sorrow that flickered like a candle in a storm, impossible to conceal.

She shifted, fingers brushing a stray lock of scarlet hair behind her ear, and her voice came hesitantly, dreading the answer yet unable to hold back. “So… you’re going back to your world now, aren’t you?”

The question pierced Sebastian’s joy, his smile faltering. His heart twisted at the sight of her—strong, yet so vulnerable in this moment.

He crossed the room, the lab’s sterile light softening under the moonlight streaming through the window. “Yes,” he said softly, the word heavy with inevitability. “I have to.”

Silence settled, thick and aching, stretching between them like a chasm. Wanda’s gaze dropped to her hands, her fingers twisting together as she wrestled with the words caught in her throat.

When she spoke again, her voice was barely above a whisper, raw with longing. “Can’t you take me with you? I… I don’t belong here anymore. This place—it’s empty without you. After all this time, you’re the only one I’ve grown so close to. Please, Sebastian, don’t leave me behind.”

Her plea struck him like a spell, rooting him in place. Half of him yearned to pull her into his arms, to promise she’d never be alone, to take her through the portal and face whatever came.

They’d built something rare—more than friendship, not quite love, but a bond that had anchored them through chaos.

Why couldn’t he take her? She was right; they’d forged something rare and precious in this desolate place.

But the other half recoiled, haunted by memories of his old world not the Harry Potter world but his Earth.

Another Wanda existed in world of Avengers, one with the same chaos power coursing through her veins. He could still see the vague outlines of that reality, the danger of their meeting clear in his mind. Two Wandas, both wielding the chaos dimension’s might—only one could survive such a collision. And he wasn’t strong enough yet, not to face the Lords of Dimensions or protect her from the fallout.

The consequences of her presence there could shatter everything, and he wasn’t strong enough to protect her from that storm.

He swallowed, his throat tight, and knelt before her, taking her hands in his. Her fingers were cool, trembling slightly, and he held them firmly, grounding them both. “Wanda, I want to—more than you know,” he said, his voice low, pained. “But it’s not safe. Taking you could… disrupt things, things I can’t predict or control. Not yet. The risks are too great, for you, for everything.”

Her eyes searched his, glistening with unshed tears she refused to let fall. “So I’m supposed to just wait here?” she asked, her voice cracking but steady, a quiet defiance in her tone. “Alone again, after all we’ve been through? You’re the only one who understands me, Sebastian. What am I supposed to do without you?”

The words cut deeper than any blade, and he squeezed her hands tighter, his own heart fracturing. “You’re not alone,” he said, though the words felt hollow even to him. “You have Pietro, the X-Men, this place. And I’m not abandoning you. I’ll come back, Wanda. I swear it. There are things I need to finish—responsibilities I can’t ignore. But when they’re done, I’ll find my way back to you.”

She tilted her head, studying him, her expression a mix of hope and doubt. “How long will that be?” she pressed, her voice softer now, almost pleading. “Weeks? Years? What if you can’t come back?”

He hesitated, the uncertainty gnawing at him. In his mind, he saw the future ahead battles yet to come, powers he needed to master to stand against the forces that could tear them apart.

The Space Authority was a start, but it wasn’t enough. He needed time to grow, to forge a magic strong enough to shield her from the chaos he feared. “I don’t know how long,” he admitted, his honesty raw. “But I’ll fight to make it soon. Every moment I’m gone, I’ll be working to return to you.”

Inwardly, he clung to a fragile hope: maybe after defeating Thanos, after claiming the Infinity Gauntlet, he’d have the power to confront those cosmic forces. Then he could return for her, without fear.

Wanda’s lips parted, as if to argue, but she closed them, her shoulders sagging slightly. “You’re always so sure,” she murmured, a faint, bittersweet smile tugging at her lips. “Even when you’re scared, you don’t show it.”

He chuckled, the sound rough with emotion. “I’m terrified, Wanda. But not of leaving—of what happens if I stay and can’t protect you. You mean too much for me to risk that.”

Her breath hitched, and she leaned forward, closing the distance between them. Sebastian’s arms opened instinctively, wrapping around her as she pressed herself against him. The embrace was tight, desperate, their warmth mingling as if they could hold back the inevitable.

Her head nestled against his shoulder, her hair soft against his cheek, and his hand rested gently at the back of her neck, anchoring her to him.

They stayed like that, time slipping away in the quiet of the lab, the moonlight casting their shadows across the floor. Neither wanted to let go, each breath a silent vow to hold onto this moment.

“I’ll miss you,” Wanda whispered, her voice muffled against his chest, the words trembling with the weight of her heart.

“And I’ll miss you too,” Sebastian replied, his voice thick, his own ache mirroring hers. “Every day, Wanda. But this isn’t goodbye forever it’s just… until we meet again.”

She nodded against him, a small gesture of trust, and they sank onto the nearby couch, still tangled in each other’s arms. The lab’s hum faded, replaced by the rhythm of their breathing, steady and shared.

Exhaustion crept in, softening the edges of their sorrow, and they drifted into sleep, wrapped in the warmth of their embrace a fragile haven against the uncertainty of tomorrow.

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Author’s Note:

Hey readers! 😊Don’t worry — Wanda and Sebastian are not going to be separated. Their bond is stronger than ever. But… there’s a surprise just around the corner! 👀Stay tuned — things are about to get even more exciting!

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