#﴾ acourtcfmuses ﴿ ⇢ Ominis Gaunt

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❧ DRAMATIC & PROTECTIVE RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS ☙

➤ @acourtcfmuses asked: they told me you'd be trouble. clearly that was an understatement. (Ominis)

  Hermione's nose wrinkled, her lips curling in the corners, ❝Whoever you've been talking to has been feeding you the wrong sort of information, then, Ominis. And it isn't that I'm trouble. Trouble finds me.❞ Which was true nine times out of ten. Thanks to her best friend being none other than Harry Potter, trouble made itself known more often than not.

  And a part of her liked it. Sue her, yes, the bits of rule breaking she HAD to do was almost thrilling.

  ❝Is there a name for this source of yours?❞ She asked, her head tilting. Yes, Hermione, asked a question like that after being sought out. She was looking into whatever it was Sebastian Sallow was after, but NOT for his reasons, whatever those may be. She wanted to find it and report it to a teacher, or even a Ministry official. But, of course, some rule breaking had to be in play in order to do that. No avail, however. ❝I wasn't up to any mischief, you know.❞

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"I'm sure whatever you decide to be in the future, you will be amazing. You're already considered a hero, especially in my book." Ominis replied with a smile, greatly welcoming it as she curled into him a little more. None of what they had been through in this year was easy, but at least they had each other. There was nothing more important than that. However, Ominis felt for her hand, lightly squeezing it once he realized he had succeeded in finding it. "I'm still amazed you took that sacrifice for Sebastian and I, but I can't help but be worried about you, Eilidh. Are you sure you're alright? I know what it's like to experience the Cruciatus Curse. You know you can tell me anything..."

At the mention of the Scriptorium, she curled into him a little more.She was certainly glad that Sebastian had gotten what he needed out of the venture, and that Ominis had finally put to rest the disappearance of his Aunt, though the sad end to the tale. "I'm glad you got the closure about your Aunt, Ominis." no one deserved to die that way, and she was glad that she was with the boys that day so Ominis didn't have to cast or be cast upon in that corridor. Though she had not told either Ominis or Sebastian about the scar that the curse had left where Sebastian's cast had connected. Wiggenweld hadn't cleared it up, and it wasn't like she could go to the Hospital Wing given she couldn't explain the curse that caused it "I think that is a splendid idea Ominis, you would make a wonderful Auror. I'm unsure what I wish to do after Hogwarts. The Wizarding World is so new to me still."

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@acourtcfmuses liked for Severus' Hogwarts Legacy Verse! --- (for Sebastian)

Severus couldn't help but overhear Sebastian's story concerning his twin sister. In fact, besides the boy himself constantly ending up in detention and making them lose house points, it was the only other talk of the Slytherin common room along with Ominis Gaunt and his family's dark reputation. "There must be a cure out there for your sister. I wouldn't mind helping you find it, but do know we will be stepping into certain territories to accomplish this. Curses are dark magic, after all." And Severus knew that for any curse there had to be a counter-curse. It was only logical.

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@acourtcfmuses inquired:

who's alive? sound off! (Ominis) PROMPTS FOR ESCAPING IMMINENT DANGER

She hopes coughing up her lung will suffice as her response as she hunches over on the floor, willing the smoke that seemed to overtake the entirety of the undercroft finally waft away so she could catch her breath. This place was truly not ventilated enough for such a spectacle.

"It---" a cough interrupts her once more, "--It's no wonder you two nearly took your eyebrows off before when trying something new--- you don't practice an ounce of caution in here after you've put the pieces together. Even when concocting potions that could go horribly wrong if not properly tended to---" she pauses to take another breath before finally sitting upright to eye Ominis and Sebastian, "Suffice to say, I don't think either of you have the right to comment next time Garreth blows something up in class."

It was partly her fault for trusting the two enough to accompany them to the undercroft when they mentioned they were going to try something new. She had thought it was a new spell up until she saw them fumbling with ingredients they had haphazardly stuffed into their pockets. This was really something she had expected from Sebastian, not Ominis...but then again, they were birds of a feather for a reason.

"Now that your 'secret' potion caused such a mess, anyone mind telling me what you were actually going for?" she looks over at the Gaunt who seemed to now have his bearings, "Ominis?"

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   ❝You won't be doing anything of the sort and you know it, Ominis.❞ Hermione mused quietly as she tended to his scrapes. Luckily for the blind wizard, it was Hermione that had found him and thought it wise to tend to him there and then. Nothing that a bit of Wiggenweld on a cotton swab couldn't fix.

   Not that she could really blame him for wanting to hex the other wizard, though. Sebastian does have it coming—he really doesn't know what he's started. She huffed to herself at a thought, knowing that Sebastian was usually a bit more respectful of Ominis and his lack of vision.

   Putting the swab aside, finally finished all the dabbing work, Hermione smiled, ❝There. All cleaned up. Any better?❞ She asked with a raised brow, ❝And don't go hexing Sebastian to kingdom come—he'll get what's coming to him. You're better than that.❞

@bccksmarts owled: "Hold still…" — to Ominis, maybe?

"I'm going to kill him." The wizard grumbled, but complied with the Gryffindor witches instructions. Hissing lightly when she found the wound. Sebastian was going to be strangled in his sleep. Best friend or not. Clearly thinking himself a prankster, the other had messed with Ominis' wand, which meant when he cast his usual spell to guide himself around the castle, it didn't work as expected and he'd been caught on the stairs between classes.

Merciful Merlin, he didn't fall down the stairs. Which was definitely a blessing given he was on the stairs between DADA and Fig's Charm's classroom. He knew Sebastian couldn't have predicted him getting a satchel to the face, but still, Sallow was a dead man and better sleep with one eye open.

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Ominis Gaunt aesthetic ( 001 / ??? )

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❧ &. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ☙

➤ @acourtcfmuses asked: ❛ you’re not alone. you never were. ❜ (Eilidh)

  ❝I don't know about that.❞ Hermione practically scoffed, her arms crossing over and resting on top of her knees. Eilidh had found her in an alcove, pretty much in between the way to the Great Hall and Gryffindor Tower. Ron had been pretty rash with his words toward her this time, though obviously she knew he really didn't mean them... but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. Her eyes pricked with tears, but she refused to let them free. She didn't want to look pathetic, but she most likely already did.

  At least it was Eilidh that found her and not anyone else—Harry would've been fine, but other than that? The embarrassment she'd feel, no matter who. Sallow, Gaunt, Malfoy—the snakes tended to talk about her, mainly one of them, but it was still a terrifying thought. Sebastian and Ominis were actually two of the nicest that she had come across in that dungeon full of serpents. Surprising, if she was honest. Sighing, Hermione glanced at the other ( who decided to take a seat across from her ), ❝People make it very difficult to feel like I'm not alone... but thank you. For saying that, I mean.❞

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"Well, luckily our lake here has a Giant Squid that can be rather helpful, so you don't have to worry about drowning if that happens. I also won't let it happen..." Ominis replied sincerely, a small smile on his face. He remained still as he felt her lean her head on his shoulder, welcoming and accepting her warmth. The smile soon faded, remembering back to all that happened in the Scriptorium. All the horrific designs of his twisted ancestor...and the fate of his poor Aunt Nocuta. "For all it's worth, I'm glad you're here, Eilidh. I'm glad Sebastian and I have met you. If it wasn't for you...I'm not sure what would have happened in the Scriptorium. If there is anything I've learned from it, I'm only more determined to not follow in my ancestor's footsteps. I want to honor Aunt Nocuta and not conform to old traditions. It's why I'm thinking of pursing a career as an Auror."

"I understand, and I am here to provide whatever you need Ominis." For obvious reasons, she understood what he was alluding too. She remembered the tale told in the Scriptorium. Eilidh could only imagine how touch starved such a family could make a person. "It can be at time. Scarcely few people have actually bothered to even learn my name since my first day. It's always you're the new fifth year." Sebastian and Ominis, and Natty and Poppy, were the rare few that put effort in getting to know her. Her fingers brushed against his skin gently as she sighed, moving to lean her head on his shoulder as she considered his words. "It's definitely felt like I've been thrown into the deepest part of the lake when it comes the magical world for sure."

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"I know the feeling." He replies with a small smile, lightly squeezing her hand back in return. Having been born blind and to a cold family of Dark Wizards, Ominis had to learn how to navigate the world in a different way from everyone else. Despite having to rely on his almost sentient wand to help guide him everywhere he needed to go, he would always prefer to have someone hold his hand and be there for him. It was a simple act of human connection, but still an effective one. "This is a form of connection I prefer... for obvious reasons. Not to say that I've held many others hands. You're different, Eilidh. You're warm and accepting. There are no ulterior motives with you. You do all you can to help others...it must be a lot to deal with."

@starwrittenfates asked: "I like it when we hold hands." (from Ominis to Eilidh)

"I do too." Eilidh smiled warmly at his words, her grip on his hand squeezing a little to highlight her words. Moments like this were welcomed by the redhead especially after tiring days running errands for people, or dealing with poachers - or Ranrok's loyalists. "I don't think I have ever thanked you Ominis, for being someone I can trust and rely on." she told him gently. "When you hold my hand, I feel grounded and safe." and his time and affection didn't feel conditional.

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  Well, that was one way to put it, she supposed. A bit gruesome, but straight to the point. It still didn't make it any less suspicious, however. ❝Alright then—keep your secrets.❞ She hmphed lightly, but nodded all the same. The fact was true, however, the walls had ears, and a lot of them.

  She turned to him then, that smirk back on her face. A Slytherin using her little title in a not bullying sort of aspect? Well, Ominis Gaunt was the type to see reason and not point fingers and be nasty. He didn't believe that sort of tripe, that Muggleborns had stolen magic from other wizards and witches. Absurdity.

  ❝I suppose that's true, though I didn't give myself that little name of endearment.❞ Which was true, she didn't, but it was still a pleasure to be known as such. She lightly shrugged her shoulders, ❝You can blame my friends for that bit of trouble, you know. I came to Hogwarts to learn and hone my skills, not get myself almost killed.❞ Or worse, expelled.

"One should never reveal their sources." The Slytherin told her, his head tilting to the side. "More often than not, that's how messengers end up dead." Besides, he was a Slytherin, he wasn't going to reveal anything if he didn't want too. All the more interesting to him otherwise. "Besides,do you know how many ghosts and portraits are in this School? ENough to drive me mad with their incessant drivel."

Ominis might not be able to see how many there were, but Merlin, he could hear them. There were certain corridors he avoided where possible due to such things.

Still, he had a respect for Hermione Granger that others in his house fail to recognise. This one witch was everything that proved his own family false. A muggleborn who defied expectations and excelled and exceeded purebloods who had years on her with knowing they were magical. "I suppose, it shouldn't be a surprise, one wouldn't be called the brightest witch in a generation without a little trouble."