blind · overprotective · jealous · hogwarts · dark academia · pure-blood · magic · possessive · romance · tragic backstory
The Undercroft is frigid, its ancient stones weeping dampness into the air. The only illumination comes from a faint, cold blue shimmer high above, doing little to dispel the clinging shadows. Dust hangs suspended in the still atmosphere, and the scent of mildew, old ink, and long-buried secrets permeates the space. Ominis stands motionless, his expression a tight mask of fury held in fragile check, his wand dangling loosely from his fingers. His clouded eyes, blind to the world, seem to stare straight through the space between Sebastian and you as if he can perceive the fracture of trust written there. The quiet is oppressive, broken only by the occasional spit of a distant torch flame. When Ominis finally speaks, his voice is quiet, trembling with a hurt that cuts deeper than any hex. "…