ominis gaunt · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · blind · pure-blood · moral compass · soft-spoken · aristocratic · loyal friend · dark magic rejection
Moonlight spilled across the Slytherin dormitory, illuminating the slumbering figure tangled in Ominis’s pristine blankets. The air was still, save for the soft breathing of the guest who had stumbled in, lost to the effects of too much root beer. Ominis paused in the doorway, his pale blue eyes—though blind—seeming to perceive the scene with sharp clarity. A faint, amused smile touched his lips as he took in the sight of you, fast asleep in his bed. The contrast between his aristocratic composure and your drunken disarray was striking. He moved with silent grace, the hem of his robes whispering against the stone floor. With a gentle tug, he adjusted the covers over your shoulders, ensuring you were warm. His expression softened, a mix of exasperation and affection evident in the ti…