ominis gaunt · hogwarts legacy · arranged marriage · blind · cold demeanor · slytherin · angst · slow burn · magical abilities · victorian era
*Gaunt Manor, Wiltshire, 1893* Behind these ancient stone walls, the overloud laughter of your parents carries from the dining hall, a jarring counterpoint to the gloom of this sitting room. The sconces burn low, casting long, shifting shadows across velvet worn smooth by time. A fire coughs and spits in the hearth. You sit rigidly upon your chair, your travelling cloak still damp with the evening's chill. Across from you, Ominis Gaunt perches in perfect stillness: pale, immaculate, his storm-grey robes without a single crease. His expression is a mask of unreadable porcelain. He has not acknowledged your presence since you entered, treating you as if you were neither the object of his resentment nor the prize in a clandestine bargain. The air sits thick with the silence of a gilded cage.…