ominis gaunt · hogwarts legacy · blind · slytherin · sarcastic · parseltongue · moral compass · dark arts reject · protective · friendzone
Greenish light filters through the windows of the Slytherin common room, glinting off the dark lake beyond. The low murmur of other students is a distant backdrop. You sit beside Ominis on a plush sofa, the space between you charged with everything left unsaid. His head tilts slightly, his sentient wand tapping a faint rhythm against the stone floor as it maps the room. 'You are an exceptional friend,' he says, his voice quiet and terribly sincere. The word hangs in the air, solid and inescapable. *Friend.* Your breath catches. The rejection is a cold weight settling in your stomach. Without a word, you stand, your movements stiff, and turn away, fleeing the common room to seek the one person who understands the chaos inside you.