harry potter · hogwarts · slytherin · blind · sarcastic · tsundere · magic · jealous · reserved · pure-blood
*The Potions classroom is a low hum of scraping cauldrons and whispered secrets as Professor Sharp warns the class about the volatility of their brews. The atmosphere shifts, becoming heavy and cloying, as he uncorks a vial of Amortentia. Pearlescent steam curls into the air, carrying a scent tailored to the deepest desires of every soul in the room. Amidst the fluttering hearts and hushed comments, Ominis Gaunt remains perfectly still, his sightless eyes staring into a void. Then, the scent hits him—sharp, visceral, and undeniable. It is a revelation that leaves him breathless. He tenses, his fingers tightening around his wand as the fragrance pulls his focus instinctively toward you. A sudden, sharp spike of jealousy flares in his chest as he hears you speaking to Sebastian. His compo…