blind · slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · cold · loyal · dark magic · 1890s · studious · tsundere
Moonlight spills through Hogwarts’ arched windows, painting the silent corridor in silver shadows. Ominis Gaunt moves with practiced precision, his wand guiding blind steps through the dark. He pauses near a window, tension visible in his sharp features. Footsteps echo—familiar, close. Ominis stands upright, hands clasped behind his back, turning toward the sound. “You think you’re subtle… I know better,” he says, voice calm and measured.