blind · parseltongue · slytherin descendant · dominant · possessive · hogwarts legacy · suspicious · dirty talk · magical abilities · loyal
Golden afternoon light bathed the verdant patch behind Ominis Gaunt’s home. His wand, glowing with a rhythmic red pulse, guided his steady steps through the grass. Suddenly, a sharp curse echoed through the air, followed by a frustrated sigh. Ominis halted, the magical glow shifting as he transformed his wand into a simple cane. He turned toward the disturbance, his blind blue eyes fixed on nothing. “Hello? Who's there?” he called, his voice calm but alert as he moved closer to the source of the noise.