#marvolo x mc

[legacyshenanigans]

Marvolo: *getting home*

MC: Hey, Love, how was your-

Marvolo: Do me a favour? I need you to go and book yourself into a hotel tonight. And stay there until I contact you.

MC: (?!) ...Why?

Marvolo: Business.

MC: *small frown* What now?

Marvolo: People are coming here. And it's not going to end well..I'd rather you not be around.

MC: Again? Who this time?

Marvolo: It doesn't matter.

MC: Marvolo it-

Marvolo: *holds her face in his hands* Listen to me.. I am who I am, and it is what it is. I can't have you here.

MC: I'm not helpless, Marvolo.

Marvolo: It's not a risk I'm taking..What if you were harmed or killed?

MC: What about you?! What if YOU are killed?!

Marvolo: I won't be..

MC: It's so easy to say that.. I know what you're capable of.. But you're not invincible, Volo.. One day.. It could happen. *worried expression*

Marvolo: *stares at her for a moment, then leans down to kiss her* ....All that truly matters to me, is you're safety..OK?..All I ask, is that you're not here..Now, can you do that for me?

MC: ....Contact me as SOON as it's done.. Don't leave me in that hotel room, worried and wondering.

Marvolo: I will.. Once it's dealt with and cleaned up..But until you hear from me.. Do not come anywhere near our home. Understood?

MC: *whispers* Yes.

Marvolo: Good girl *kisses her again*

~

[elinoracia]

| Quick sketch // Marvolo Gaunt × MC |

~ Hogwarts Legacy ~

Aurora's design (MC) belongs to @legacyshenanigans

Sorry for the very quick sketch 😭

I don't have much time to draw those days 💔 But I really hope you like it ♡

(sorry I didn't really know how to draw Marvolo JDBSJDNKDNEKDJDJEJ I suck at drawing men 😭)

[renwolf12]

Marvolo and Ophelia

[nightlyrayne]

This a short OC/MC x Marvolo Gaunt fic

Note: This Marvolo Gaunt belongs and is inspired by @legacyshenanigans

Details about this MC.

Name: Sky Mershan

Hair: Blonde, short and styled

Eyes: Amber

Sex: Male

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

Other notes: Talk, muscular frame. Face is lightly dotted with beauty marks. Has a deep scar on left cheek, along with a multitude of scars on his upper body due to years of abuse. Refuses to take his shirt off in front of anyone because of them. His eyes are very expressive, has been taught that is a bad thing, so he hides them behind his sunglasses. Has enchanted his sunglasses so he can see just fine indoors without taking them off. When asked why he wears them, he uses the excuse that he finds questions about the color of his eyes annoying.

The Meeting

Sky was wandering his way through Hogsmead. His wand twirling in his hand as he had set out to find a new shop that was said to have opened up. It had heard through the grapevine that the shop had some... peculiar artifacts. And Sky was interested in finding out what kind of dark, twisted artifacts the place had.

He entered the shop, his sunglasses adjusting so he'd be able to see indoors without taking them off. He gave an interested him and began walking about the store. Reading what each artifact did. His presence unknowingly catching the attention of a certain Gaunt.

There was a sudden shadow over his shoulder, which Sky found a bit odd consider he, himself, was already tall. A deep voice spoke in his ear. "Blonde hair, sunglasses, and a scar on your left cheek. I've heard about you from my little brother. Well, I've heard complaints."

Sky snorted at the comment and turned to face the man. He wouldn't have been able to tell he and Ominis Gaunt were brothers. But the got singe on his ring was a dead give away on who he was. Marvolo Gaunt. "Ah, yes. Ominis hasn't been much of a fan of mine since our fifth year. Didn't like me encouraging his best friend to meddle into the dark arts. Specially when I'd help him sneak into the Restricted Section without getting caught."

Marvolo snorted, eyeing Sky up with an amused smirk. "Rare to see a Gryffindor so interested in the dark arts. Tell me, you take an interest in the book in the Restricted section as well? Or was it all for that puppy Sallow's benefit?"

It was Sky's turn to snort, his hand grazing over glass that contained a cursed item. "I'd never do anything for someone else's benefit. I took quite the fancy to the books there myself. Why so curious?" He asked, amber eyes turning to Marvolo's.

The taller male shrugged, hands going into his pockets. "My families library has better books than the library does. Full of darker magic. So forbidden that Hogwarts isn't allowed to have them in their library."

"Really?" If Sky's eyes hadn't been hidden behind dark frames, the Gaunt man would have seen them glimmer with interest. Luckiky, the grin in his face was able to show the interest just as much.

"Yup. Course, you'd have to prove your worthy of checking out the family library." Marvolo said.

Sky took a step towards the eldest Gaunt brother. A smirk on his lips. "Luckily for me, I'm very good at proving myself. Just tell me how."

Marvolo grinned darkly. "Well then, let's make our way over to The Den."

[virisdescently]

ONE LAST NIGHT

— ⟡ marvolo gaunt x f!reader

✎ summary: (y/n) burke is set to marry a man that her father has chosen for her - but she can’t help but wish her father had chosen a different man.

• notes: smut, not too detailed though. angsty and mentions of misogyny in pure-blood culture. based on the ai conversation i had with ai marvolo. might make a part 2, also based on my ai conversation with marvolo. also, this is not proofread. for those who don’t know, the marvolo featured in this fic is popular fanon version, not the old hag featured in the harry potter books. credits to the fanon marvolo goes to @legacyshenanigans.

(Y/n) Burke and Marvolo Gaunt seemed to be written in the stars. The Burke family has been friends and allies with the Gaunts for ages. She’s feisty, beautiful, cunning, and resourceful - a Slytherin to her core. Her and marvolo went to school together and although their strong personalities sometimes caused them to argue and clash, marvolo always was intrigued by her and respected her - trusted her, even. As far as classmates go, she was definitely one of his favorites. Now that they are older, both are powerful dark wizards who often work together. Today, (Y/n) is at the gaunt manor for reasons Marvolo does not know.

“Well, well, well… if it isn’t (Y/n) Burke. Fancy seeing you here, at my home” Marvolo said, a teasing tone in his voice.

“Nice to see you too, Marvolo” she said, rolling her eyes with a smirk on her face.

"Aren't you the feisty and bold one, now, (Y/n)! You are a fine specimen of a Slytherin and a pure-blood, if I do say so myself." - He put a sly grin on his face. - "What brings you to the house of Gaunt today, my dear?"

(Y/n) raised her eyebrow and smirked.

“You’re being awfully nice today, Marvolo. perhaps even… flirty?”

She chuckled.

“Well, anyways, I’m here to tell you some news. i won’t be able to be at the den for awhile, I’m afraid I have… other… things to attend to.”

"Flirty and friendly are not words you often hear about me, but I have many different sides to me." - He chuckled and placed his hands behind his back. - "So? What other, perhaps more important matters, could keep you away for so long?"

(Y/n) smiled, although it seemed like it was more of a ‘pure-blood family heiress politeness’ smile than a genuine smile.

“My father set up a marriage for me. As of last night, I’m an engaged woman. I will be using the next few weeks to plan my wedding.”

(Y/n) was not the type of girl that enjoyed forceful and controlling pure blood traditions, such as an arranged marriage. She was certainly not looking forward to having her freedom taken away from her, but being a woman in this world meant she hardly had a choice - although, if she did, she certainly wouldn’t choose what her father had chosen for her.

"An engagement? Well, well!" - He nodded. - "Who is the lucky person who won your heart, if I may ask? And how did your father even manage to get this arranged? It's an impressive feat. You must tell me the details!”

(Y/n gave slightly a sad smile, although she tried not to show her true feelings.

“Well, i wouldn’t necessarily say my fiancée stole my heart. You know my father - he always pulls off crazy business deals, and this is nothing more than that - a joining of two prominent families to continue the pure-blood line of the burkes. Oh - and it’s Edward Yaxley. That’s the man I’m set to marry.”

Edward Yaxley was a man that Marvolo and (Y/n) went to school with. Him and Marvolo never particularly got along and Marvolo thinks he’s creepy and slimy. Marvolo is not necessarily surprised (Y/n)’s father would force her into a marriage to someone she didn’t love, as it’s pure-blood tradition, but he was surprised that he chose someone as slimy as Edward Yaxley to marry his eldest daughter.

"Edward Yaxley..." - He rolled his eyes. - "That fool. I can't imagine why the hell your father would want you to marry such a slimeball, but pure blood family traditions often result in situations such as this." - He sighed. - "I'm truly sorry for you."

(Y/n) looked into Marvolo’s eyes. The two didn’t always see eye to eye, but (Y/n) truly respected Marvolo and his abilities and intelligence. She secretly wished her father had arranged her to marry someone more like Marvolo, but alas, he did not.

“Thank you. Edward was certainly not my choice, but I’m afraid I haven’t a choice.”

(Y/n) looked down and seemed very sad, something marvolo wasn’t used to seeing from her. (Y/n) rarely showed weakness.

“Once I’m married, Edward and my father say I won’t be allowed to go to the den and help you with much anymore. Although, you know me, I’m necessarily one for constrictions, so I’ll find a way to still help out with the den’s activities.”

(Y/n) smirked and seemed to cheer up, thinking of the den - and more specifically, the memories with Marvolo she made there.

"As I said. Pure blood traditions can be very cruel to women. I am truly sorry for you, (Y/n). I hope he doesn't treat you too poorly. And even if you cannot directly help us from now on, maybe you can help us indirectly..." - He chuckled - "I am sure you have other qualities than your magic that could help us."

(Y/n) smirked.

“Oh, most certainly, Marvolo.” She had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You have always been quite a clever girl - maybe even more clever than me. I'm sure you will prove yourself very valuable to our cause." - His smirk turned into a smile. - "You are truly an extraordinary woman, (Y/n). I've always admired you. So strong, so beautiful and so... smart." - He winked.

(Y/n) blushed slightly. Truth is, (Y/n) had acquired some sort of admiration for marvolo over the years - an admiration she knew was supposed to be reserved for her husband.

“Thank you, Marvolo, truly. you’ve been a good friend over the years, despite how we may have fought and butt heads as children.”

She smirked.

“And I’m honored you think I’m more clever than you - I know you don’t just say that for anyone.”

"Yes, I'm sure we had our fair share of differences as children, but when it really matters we are united. And besides, it's just silly to dislike someone because of differences and arguments." Marvolo chuckled and put his hands in his pockets. "And yes, I don't say that to just anyone. You truly are remarkable in my eyes." - His smirk turned into a small smile.

(Y/n) smiled genuinely for the first time in what felt like a long time.

“Oh Marvolo, always the charmer.”

She smiled and touched his arm and looked into his eyes, perhaps imagining what things would’ve been like if only her father would’ve arranged for her to marry Marvolo.

She turned and began to walk towards the door, ready to return home for supper, but she turned around before she left to say one more thing to Marvolo.

“You know I’ve never looked forward to the day a husband was chosen for me - I hate that tradition. However, if I had to be arranged to be married, a part of me always hoped it would’ve been you, Marvolo. I’m sorry it’s not.”

She gave a soft, bittersweet smile as she looked into his eyes. Her eyes started to tear up, but she tried to hold back.

Marvolo remained silent for a moment and then sighed. His gaze met hers. "And if it had been my choice, you would have been my wife. But sometimes, fate has decided differently - and sometimes it is just too late."

He took her hands. "And my dearest (Y/n)." He paused for a moment. "I wish you the most happiness this world can offer you." - There was no smile on his face. Only a deep sadness in his eyes.

"I will miss you."

“Marvolo…” her voice was barely a whisper.

(Y/n) looked at their intertwined hands and then back at him. she moved closer to him. She knew this was wrong - but she nearly didn’t care. It felt right.

(Y/n) paused for a moment, before deciding to do one last thing for herself before being sent off to be married. She leaned in and kissed Marvolo Gaunt - the man who may not have been her fiancée, but he was the one who had captured her heart.

All Marvolo's sadness, all his grief, all his suffering was forgotten for the brief moment when (Y/n) kissed him. It was all he wanted. All he needed. For that moment, he forgot about everything else.

"(Y/n)," - He breathed deeply. - "My dear (Y/n). You have done something you are not supposed to do, do you understand that?" - A smirk showed on Marvolo's face. - "But I am not complaining at all. I wanted nothing more, and you knew that."

(Y/n) smiled mischievously against his lips.

“Oh, I’m aware… but I’m beginning to not care. After all, I am still an unwed woman for a little bit longer - therefore, I believe I shall enjoy my freedom while I can.”

She leaned in to kiss him again, this time stepping away from the door and caressing Marvolo’s arm.

"I like how you think, my sweet (Y/n)." - He winked and caressed her hair. - "If you are going to enjoy yourself, might as well take full advantage of it." - The smirk showed on his face again, and he looked into her eyes. "You know, (Y/n)... My room is upstairs as well..." He winked once more and looked into her eyes, awaiting her reaction.

(Y/n) beamed at his words. Marriage was one thing - in her culture, it was more of a business deal, but sex? She didn’t want to lose her virginity to just anyone - certainly not Edward Yaxley. If there was anyone she trusted to see her in her most vulnerable moments, it was Marvolo.

“I’d love nothing more.”

"I'll show you the way then. Follow me." - He held out his hand for (Y/n) to take, and started to walk upstairs. - "You can think of this as a... One last adventure. One last day of freedom. A day of doing whatever we want..."

(Y/n) smiled and chuckled.

“A last hurrah, as they say in America.”

Marvolo laughed and nodded. "Exactly. Let us make the most of this last hurrah, shall we?" He opened the door for her and let her pass into his bedroom. "Make yourself comfortable. And make yourself at home." - He added with a wink.

(Y/n) smiled and suddenly felt bold.

“Oh, I most certainly will.”

She began to slowly undress herself, keeping eye contact with Marvolo as she revealed herself to him.

Marvolo's heart raced as he saw (Y/n) slowly undressing. "My... my. (Y/n)... Is this really what you want?" - His smirk disappeared and his voice was softer than it had been all day. But it filled him with joy to see her finally allowing him to be close to her.

(Y/n) nodded and walked over to him.

“I’m positive, darling.”

Now only in her undergarments, she began to kiss Marvolo’s neck as she fiddled with his shirt collar.

Marvolo smiled as she walked towards him. He watched her every move with wonder and desire. "A fine choice, I must say." - He shrugged off his shirt and removed his trousers. - "You are a very beautiful woman." - He took her in his arms and pulled her close.

(Y/n) got to work with her remaining garments. she now laid bare in front of him, inviting him to touch her.

“And you are a handsome man, Marvolo Gaunt.”

She smirked.

Marvolo looked at her and smiled. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, (Y/n). I am the luckiest man in this world. Lucky to have witnessed such beauty." He said in a soft voice as he ran his hand down her bare chest.

(Y/n) blushed deeply and let out a soft whimper at his words. She felt like she was in heaven - none of her problems mattered when Marvolo’s hands were on her bare skin.

He moved his hands to her waist and slowly let them wander. "My, my... You are so perfect. So beautiful." - He kissed her, deeply but passionately. - "You do like me touching you, do you? I want to make you pleased."

(Y/n) whimpered again.

“Please me, Marvolo.”

She moved his free hand to feel her drenched core.

Marvolo grunted at the touch of her wet core. He smirked and inserted a finger to begin to stretch her out.

(Y/n) felt a slight pain at first, but the pain soon dissolved into pleasure.

As Marvolo continued his ministrations, (Y/n) grew increasingly more eager to feel all of him. She reached down to guide his now bare member to where she needed him most.

(Y/n)’s touch felt like the greatest thing that had ever happened to him, as it excited him to no end. He moaned into her ear. "Oh (Y/n)... You have no idea how much I was waiting for this." - He whispered. - "You are... Perfect."

(Y/n) smiled and blushed.

“You’re doing so good.” She moaned.

She lowered herself onto him and let out a pleasured cry.

He groaned and leaned back. He wrapped his hands around her back and looked up at her. "Oh my... You are incredible..." - A warm breath escaped his lips and his eyes were filled with desire.

(Y/n) continued to ride him, moaning and calling out his name every so often.

The two made soft love for what seemed like hours. Tangled limbs exploring each others bodies, trying to memorized the other’s touch.

Eventually, (Y/n) felt herself reach her peak. She cried out his name as she climaxed.

Marvolo reached his peak at the same time as (Y/n). He closed his eyes and sighed. "My... You are incredible, (Y/n)." he kissed her again. - "That was the best thing I have felt in my entire life." A smile of joy plastered his face.

(Y/n) let out a soft laugh - a sound signifying her joy. She gently removed herself from him and laid on the bed.

Marvolo smiled. He pulled a shirt off one of his chairs and handed it to her. - "Use this if you wish. But I have just one question for you." - He grinned and sat down on the edge of the bed, near her feet. - "Will you miss me?"

(Y/n) took the white blouse and put it on. she thanked him for the clothing and took his face in her palm.

“Oh my dear Marvolo… I’ll miss you like no other. I wish tonight wasn’t the first and last night we got to spend together like this.”

"I will miss you, too. You are a one of a kind woman, (Y/n). I wish we could've had more time together, but I've known the whole time that it would just be tonight. I hope our paths will once again cross again someday. You are truly a wonderful woman, and I'm happy to have met you."

He kissed her forehead and smiled at her. "Now go, my love. You need to head back to your manor before your father and fiancé get suspicious."

A tear dropped down from her cheek as she sadly smiled.

“At least we will always have tonight.”

“We will always have tonight. And I will always cherish what we have just shared, (Y/n). Thank you for spending one of your last nights as an unwed woman with me. Remember these words: you are a wonderful woman, and you deserve all the happiness in the world.”

(Y/n) smiled sadly.

“I’ll miss you, Marvolo Gaunt.”

She gave him one last kiss before leaving the room and heading home to her dreaded future.

[eternalremorse]

This song and video give major Marvolo x MC vibes!

Inspired by @legacyshenanigans

[ashland-frost]

Meeting a Gaunt

Marvolo x Frost

"Well, well. Seems I've run into one of my brother's little friends," Marvolo sneered, towering over girl infront of him. His presence was intimidating, but she stood her ground, unflinching.

"I'm Frost, if you even care to know," she responded, raising an eyebrow, unimpressed by Marvolo's grandiosity.

"Of course, I care to know. Everyone is worth something," Marvolo replied, a cold and calculating look in his eyes. His words carried a hint of greed. "Or at least there is at least money to be made from a person. What about you makes you worthwhile?" he asked, his grin growing wider, revealing a sharp tooth.

Frost smirked, meeting Marvolo's gaze without flinching. "Mmm... would you like to find out, Mr. Gaunt?" she taunted, her voice dripping with confidence.

Marvolo's grin widened, his curiosity piqued. "I think that's such a very good idea. Let's see your worth," he responded, his voice filled with anticipation. Without hesitation, he reached into his pocket, withdrawing his wand and pointing it at her. "Crucio!"

To his surprise, she deflected the curse effortlessly, a smirk still playing on her lips. "You might want to try harder, handsome," she teased, her confidence unwavering.

Undeterred, Marvolo raised his wand once again, this time casting the Killing Curse, "Avada Kedavra!" A green light shot towards Frost, aimed to end her life.

With grace and agility, she effortlessly dodged the deadly spell, her movements fluid and calculated. She winked at Marvolo, her playful demeanor undisturbed. "You're very fun, aren't you?" she quipped.

Marvolo chuckled, a smug look beginning to form in his eyes. "You can dodge well enough, but how well can you attack?" he challenged, his smirk growing.

Her devilish smile widened as she considered his proposition. "Oh, a challenge. Are you sure you want me to attack you?" she teased, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

"I am so very sure," Marvolo replied confidently, the smugness in his voice evident. "Attack me, I dare you."

Without hesitation, her smile transformed into determination. She vanished from Marvolo's sight, only to reappear right in front of him, her face inches away. "You are more handsome up close," she whispered, before swiftly disarming him, her speed and finesse leaving him stunned.

Marvolo's astonishment was evident as she appeared right next to him, leaving him momentarily speechless. His surprise gave way to admiration as he saw you swiftly disarm him. He made no attempt to reclaim his wand, his eyes fixed on her with a mixture of shock and fascination.

"You're not from Slytherin, are you? I've never seen such skill and quickness," Marvolo remarked, a grin forming on his face as he acknowledged your impressive display. He willingly let you keep his wand, acknowledging your triumph.

"I'm a Ravenclaw. I love tricks, especially with good company," she responded, meeting his gaze with a smile that conveyed your enjoyment of the moment.

Marvolo's smirk deepened, captivated by her presence and choice of house. "Well, now that you have my wand, what are you going to do with it? I can imagine you'd be quite creative," he mused, The look in his eyes and the smirk on his face betrayed how he felt. He believed something was about to happen, but couldn't guess exactly what.

She smirked in response, reveling in the power you held. "I suppose I could use a new masturbation tool," she teased, licking his wand playfully. "Or I could just give it back. Your choice, my lovely."

Marvolo found himself taken aback by her provocative comment, his cheeks tinted with a blush. After a brief moment of contemplation,"You... can keep it. I can just get a new one," he stammered, his blush deepening.

"Ohh, or should I give it back when I'm done with it? Don't you want to remember me when you look at it , use it , smell it, would you like that?" She tilted her head.

That suggestive remark only intensified his embarrassment. He swallowed nervously before speaking in a soft voice, "Y-yeah. I'd like to... remember you." Meeting her gaze, he added, "If you wouldn't mind."

Frost raked her eyes over him, a mischievous smile playing on those lips. Her fingers trailed lightly down his chest, sending a shiver through him. "Fun," she purred, savouring the effect you had on him. "I'll return it to you later, Marvolo. Come find me again."

Marvolo stood rooted to the spot, watching as she walked away with a mix of awe and desire. As she grew more distant, he found his voice once more, unable to resist calling out to her, "I-I will. I will!" His words lingered in the air, a testament to his determination to seek her out again.

[shepardcommander]

Lucid reverence, floating in your sacred sin

Need your fire against my skin

Cosmic violence, chill's drippin' like acid rain

Keep coming back 'cause it's you I crave

[ohnoema]

Sallow and Gaunt family trees and crests created for my fanfic Book of Revelation.

(All characters besides official HL and HP characters are my own! This is all made up for my fanfic!)

[legacyshenanigans]

MC having an insecure moment🐍

MC: How much do you love me?

Marvolo: (?) .. What's made you ask me that?

MC: I'm not blaming you..Its just..Is your love for me real? I see you manipulate folk all the time..And I just-

Marvolo: *grabs the sides of her head and leans down to rest his forehead against hers* Take those thoughts out of your head..I'm here.. I love you.. I'm not going anywhere.

MC: Promise?

Marvolo: ....I. Love. You. *pulls back to look into her eye's*

MC: Truly?

Marvolo: More than anything.. And I know that.. Because I've never loved a thing in my life until I met you.

MC: I've given you my heart.. I don't want you to break it.

Marvolo: *kisses her forehead* I am yours.. You are just as capable of breaking mine.

MC: Would your heart truly break, if something were to happen to us?

Marvolo: *whispers to her* You have no idea. The pain, the anguish I would feel if I lost you..

MC: *leans up and kisses him, softly, gently, lovingly*

Marvolo: ..I will never break your heart.. And I will never leave you.. Many people in this world shouldn't trust me.. But you can..

~

[renwolf12]

My MC Ophelia with Marvolo Gaunt. Ophelia is a fox Animagus.

[nightlyrayne]

Saw a post where someone asked an Amit AI if he would still love them if they were a worm- So naturally I had to do it with my boys. They're responses were everything 🥹🖤

[atypicalamortentia]

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[your-nanas-house]

A hiss as a promise

◇ Pairing: Older!Ominis Gaunt X wife!Reader

◇ Warnings: mention of breeding, kisses, crotch, Gaunts

◇ Summary: During an event in the house of the Gaunt Ominis is dragged by her wife to another room because she has to tell him something.

◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. I'm pretty lost lately so I'm struggling so much with writing or anything..sorry if it's bad.

The evening was not like an ordinary, quiet one, the type of evening that the now-married couple liked to spend together behind the walls of their shared home.

It was way far from that given the many voices in the room that filled the room along with the various noises of glasses and cutlery touching porcelain plates belonging to the most prestigious pureblood family, the same family that Ominis Gaunt was a part of and the same family that had organized that anniversary celebration event for some festivity that Y/n still didn't understand, despite being part of that family for several years now.

The halls of the Gaunt house were elegantly decorated in the colors belonging to their family and their Hogwarts house, everything was in its place and everything looked as perfect as Ominis Gaunt's body in that lovely suit his mother had forced him to wear. He was simply divine, with his blond hair arranged, his clothes hugging and showing off his slim and fit body, bringing out his pale skin decorated with tiny moles. It really made Y/n's mouth water, even though they had been married for about five years, she was still surprised by her husband's beauty and the effect it had on her whole body and mind.

She too was dressed for the occasion, a dress her mother-in-law had chosen for her, a dress that hugged her body deliciously and with a soft fabric that was pleasant to the touch, something she knew Mrs Gaunt had chosen just to please Ominis and to show off the family addition as best as she could.

Ominis hated the whole thing but feeling so good his wife's curves when he had the chance to walk past her exalted him, turning something animalistic inside him that he kept hiding all night too focused to not meet or chat with anyone except her.

Now that the young wizard thought about it, he hadn't felt or even sensed her for more than half an hour, which worried him enough to make him move from the hidden corner, he had conquered, to visit his wife with the precious help of his wand, which was glowing red sending the necessary information for him to be able to navigate without collide with guests or his family.

A few minutes passed and Y/n became the one who surprised Ominis, finding him before he could find her, dragging him with a blank expression towards the corridor that led to the guest rooms and bathrooms.

The poor Gaunt couldn't understand what was going on but despite his concern he followed his wife without question, ignoring the voice of his brother Marvolo calling him to tell him or ask him something for which the pale man had no interest.

Main reason because he didn't answer but let Y/n speak and apologize before continuing to drag him by the sleeve of his neatly fitted shirt, towards a path that would have been unknown to Ominis if they had not been at his family house.

As soon as they reached a door, the wizard's body was pushed into the chamber and the door closed with a thud, leaving all noise and guests outside.

Several seconds passed before Ominis was slammed against the door, an action that caused him to let out a small groan that continued as soon as his wife's lips reached the soft spot on his neck.

His large, pale hands moved to Y/n's covered hips, gripping the fabric of her dress in an attempt to hold her closer to him as he asked amused "what's all this need, my dear?" he whispered breathlessly with curiosity,stiffening slightly at the answer.

"The period has come, I was bored and I checked the calendar" Y/n revealed as she continued to leave wet kisses and small bites on her husband's skin "breed me, Ominis, fill me with your babies" she pleaded, grabbing his crotch which was still covered by his trousers combined with his shirt for the event.

A guttural groan coming from Ominis' throat escaped his rosy lips, it took a lot of control of him to not come immediately in his trousers at the mere thought of marking his wife's tight walls, perhaps leaving an heir who would surely take her surname instead of his.

Ominis' eyes darkened and his pupils dilated before a command-like hiss came out of his mouth followed by the sudden movement of his hands, which were previously holding the fabric of the dress urgently but gently. They now grabbed her hips harshly, pushing Y/n onto the first surface he hit, noticing it that way, as he moved from his trapped position against the door.

Another hiss came out of his mouth, this time it sounded almost like a promise and Y/n hoped it was just what she thought and hoped.

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[life-at-hogwarts]

So cold (House of Gaunt)

Pairing: Ominis x GN!reader

Warnings: just a bit of fluff and drama

Wordcount: 1.3k

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

The first snow was always something special at Hogwarts. It turned the castle into something straight out of a fairy tale. You couldn’t help smiling to yourself when you heard the satisfying noise of fresh snow under your feet when you crossed the courtyard. Not that you particularly liked the winter but even you had to admit that the first snow had something magical. You were on your way to meet Sebastian and Ominis in the library to study together for the oncoming exams but since you were early you decided to take your time and took the longer way through the courtyard to catch a glimpse of the spectacle.

Suddenly something cold hit your temple and you quickly turned around to look for the culprit, expecting it to be Sebastian who was always up for some sort of mischief. Instead, you discovered Ominis, now innocently waving at you from across the courtyard. Before you had time to process what had happened you were hit again, this time right in the face. “Just you wait you little…,” you growled and quickly grabbed a handful of snow, throwing it in his direction. Ominis however caught the snowball midair with his wand and sent it right back to you, landing another hit. Sometimes you forgot that Ominis, although blind, was one of the most powerful wizards at Hogwarts. He was the heir of Slytherin after all and according to Sebastian he was an excellent duelist who had humbled the cheeky brunette a number of times.

You decided to go for a different tactic and sprinted over to him tackling him to the ground. He let out a surprised grunt when he found himself laying in the snow, unable to get up because there was someone on top of him. Satisfied with yourself you gave him a quick kiss on the top of his nose, then scrambled to get up before someone could ask what you were doing.

“You know, I was trying to be sweet,” Ominis grumbled while he brushed the snow off his robes.

“What can I say? I like to play rough,” you giggled and gave him another kiss on the cheek. “Are alright though?”

“I will be once I get my hug,” he said innocently, yet when you obliged and wrapped your arms around him, he quickly took the chance to stuff a handful of snow down your shirt. You squealed when it melted and trickled down your back and Ominis laughed mischievously.

“Oh, you are so going to pay for that!”

A few minutes later both of you were soaking wet and out of breath after chasing each other around the courtyard, giggling like children. The light snowfall was slowly turning into a blizzard, and you started to shiver in the biting wind.

“Let’s get you inside, you’re freezing,” Ominis declared and offered you his hand. You took it and wanted to head towards the library when Ominis held you back. “Let’s go to the common room. We can warm ourselves at the fireplace.” A tempting offer you had to admit.

“What about Sebastian? He’s waiting for us in the library,” you reminded him.

“I’ll send him an owl.”

The Slytherin common room was empty. Most students had gone to the Quidditch match that was taking place that afternoon. You shook your head at this – you couldn’t share their enthusiasm for sitting in the freezing cold watching people on broomsticks throw around balls. Luckily Ominis and Sebastian shared your sentiment on Quidditch, and you could therefore avoid going to the games altogether. With everyone gone you quickly made your way to the fireplace and warmed your hands by the fire while Ominis sat down on the sofa, kicked off his shoes and curled up in a worn knit blanket. You spent a few more minutes enjoying the welcoming heat of the fire before you joined him and snuggled up to him. When he wrapped the blanket around both of you and pulled you closer you sighed contently and buried your face in his chest. Neither of you spoke for a while, and you listened to the gentle cackle of the fire and Ominis deepening breaths and concentrated on the feeling of his chest slowly lifting and lowering. His long, elegant fingers began stroking your hair and tracing your features and it felt like time stood still. Being with Ominis always felt like you were the only two people in this world, as if the universe froze to watch, in awe of two souls dancing to the tune of love. And just for a moment it was perfect.

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When you were called to the headmaster’s office you immediately knew what it was about.

 It was no secret that the Gaunts and headmaster Black were close. No doubt Marvolo had told on you. Yet nothing could have prepared you for what was waiting for you when you entered the office. Erebus Gaunt. Ominis father turned around when he heard you enter, his dark stare fixated on you. Headmaster Black gestured you to come closer. “You know why you’re here I presume?” he asked you solemnly. You held his gaze and nodded slowly. “Marvolo’s father asked to have a word with you. I will leave you alone so you can talk.” Please don’t leave me alone with him, you wanted to say but you know it was no use. You tried your best to keep your composure when Erebus sat down opposite you in the headmasters’ chair. “You assaulted my son.”

“He was being a foul-mouthed little brat,” you shot back but Erebus didn’t react.

“I know very well what this was about. In fact, that is why I’m here. You and I are going to have a little talk,” he declared calmly, yet there was something in his voice that sent shivers down your spine. Even when he was calm, Erebus seemed like a predator ready to pounce.

“We have nothing to talk about.”

“Oh, but we do. Sit. Down.”  Reluctantly you obeyed and slowly sat down on the chair opposite the head of the Gaunt family, avoiding his piercing stare. You could understand why Ominis always seemed to shrink when he was in a room with his family but forced yourself to sit upright, mirroring Erebus body language. It was clear that he was used to being in charge. He leaned back, observing your every move, not saying anything, seemingly waiting for you to pull back. It took all your willpower to remain expressionless in the uncomfortable silence that followed.

“I know that you are involved with Ominis. I should have guessed as much last time. Of course, he had to pick someone from an impure bloodline. To aggravate me no doubt,” Erebus broke the silence, his voice dripping with disgust.

“I can assure you our relationship has nothing to do with you,” you replied coolly.

“Shut your mouth, half-blood. I didn’t recall giving you permission to speak. You will leave my son today.”

“I have no intention of doing that.”

Another uncomfortable silence fell over the room. Then Erebus leaned in, so close you could see your own reflection in his dark eyes, and you instinctively backed away from him. “This was not a request. Fail to do as I say, and I will see to it that he suffers. He will never see Hogwarts or his friends ever again. I have allowed his nonsense long enough.”

Trying to regain your composure you straightened your back and coldly replied, “He doesn’t even live with you anymore. You have no power over him.” 

Erebus eyes darkened. No one had ever talked back to him like that. Losing his patience he spat, “Don’t forget who I am, little brat. I have connections everywhere. One word and he will be in an asylum for the rest of his life, no questions asked.”

“You wouldn’t do that to your own son.”

A wicked smile formed on Erebus lips. “It’s your choice.”