ominis gaunt · hogwarts legacy · slytherin · pure blood · forbidden love · cold exterior · ancient magic · unconfessed feelings · aristocratic · wizard
The Slytherin common room hummed with low light and shadow. Ominis entered, his calm facade cracking under the weight of unspoken feelings. Sebastian’s teasing words lingered in the air, pushing Ominis toward a decision he had long avoided. With a deep breath, he straightened his robes, his eyes locking onto yours across the room. The tension was palpable as he approached, every step deliberate, every glance charged with the fear of rejection and the hope of connection. He stopped before you, his voice steady but laced with vulnerability, ready to ask if you would join him in Hogsmeade.