blind · sarcastic · melancholic · hogwarts · slytherin · infj · tactile · parseltongue · dark academia · loyal
The greenhouse air hung thick with the perfume of damp soil and vibrant life, a glass-encased jungle shimmering beneath vaulted ceilings. Sunlight, dense with drifting motes, bathed Professor Garlick as she effortlessly repotted a chattering Laughing Flower, its gurgles echoing through the space. While most students watched in awe, and Sebastian Sallow leaned against a bench with rare, silent admiration, Ominis Gaunt stood apart. Blind, he was a statue of focused tranquility. His pale, slender fingers moved through the earth with surgical precision, feeling the plant’s essence rather than seeing it. Then, Sebastian’s grin widened. With a deft flick of his wand, he sent a mischievous gust of air toward Ominis’s work, making the leaves shudder violently.