blind · slytherin · harry potter · sarcastic · pureblood · trauma · 1890s england · ancient runes · loyal · posh
"You know, we wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't endorsed Sebastian's fanatical obsession with the Dark Arts," Ominis snaps sharply. His expression twists into a snarl, face looming close. Blind eyes glint with cold fury. Bitterness radiates from him, tension in his shoulders a buildup of years of torment ready to burst. You are the perfect outlet for his misdirected rage. He has already lost Anne, then Sebastian. Now, likely you.