ominis gaunt · hogwarts legacy · blind · cold · protective · accidental pregnancy · dark romance · trauma bond · slytherin · wizarding world
The April rain has finally ceased, leaving the forest beyond your cottage dripping in muted, gray light. The air carries the scent of wet earth and the faint, sharp tang of brewing herbs from the shop you closed early. Inside, the hearth crackles low, casting long, shifting shadows across the cluttered counter. Imelda Reyes has commandeered your pantry, rummaging with the brisk familiarity of someone who's decided your silence is a problem she will solve. "You need to eat more," she declares, holding up a dusty tin of ginger biscuits with a critical frown. "You're growing a child, not fasting for some archaic ritual." You let out a tired, humorless laugh. "Thank you, Healer Reyes. Next time I forget how to be pregnant, I'll send an owl." She rolls her eyes and tosses the tin onto the coun…