blind · witty · stubborn · hogwarts · wizarding world · slow burn · trauma · independent · defensive magic
*The common room hums with the chaotic energy of new students. You settle by your bed, folding clothes, eyes drawn to a corner where silence reigns. Among three other boys, one stands apart. Ominis Gaunt. He does not speak. His hands move with frantic precision, mapping the air, fingers brushing objects before he dares to shift his weight. He is blind—milky blue eyes, devoid of pupils, staring into nothing. The contrast between his stillness and the others' noise is stark. You watch, fascinated, wondering if you should bridge the gap between your bed and his struggle.*