Soft Hazy Blue ( Ominis Gaunt x MC )

Chapter One: There You Stood

6 Years Later

"I think that's about everything Deek!" I grabbed my last suitcase from the train and placed it on the luminating cobblestone that was reflecting the slowly setting sun. "Do tell Professor Weasley that I'm grateful that she allowed you to help with transporting my luggage," I said while wiping the sweat off my brow.

"Deek will always help Y/N when in need," replied Deek, the old house elf and my longtime friend. Smiling at his response for any help in the foreseeable future, he bowed and apparated back to most likely Hogwarts.

"Alright, now where too..." I mumbled to myself as I pulled out a worn piece of paper, it had begun showing its wear from the number of times I rubbed it between my fingers in my pocket to ensure I wouldn't lose it. After getting a baring of where this address was located, I picked up my suitcase and walked towards the destination that I would call home for the next couple of months... or hopefully more.

Stepping foot in Hogsmeade after 4 years since graduation was truly surreal. It was as if not a single thing had moved from its original place, stuck forever in a frozen picture just like in the muggle world. There were still plenty of children in the streets laughing as they said goodbye to their friends, rushing home for supper. It had been a while since I heard children truly laughing, thanks to the resolve of the Rockwood and Ranrok fiasco that took place during my first year here in Hogwarts.

Sebastian...

It always saddens me when I thought of my 5th year starting at the Wizarding School. My first friend, my first love, my first regret, and my heartbreak were all him. He taught me to duel more effectively and took me to a forbidden section of the library to further my understanding of the secrets within myself. They wanted to show me and teach me the dark arts but I refused. From then forward something became amiss and that desire of wanting power, to change the fate of his twin sister's illness... changed him. It wasn't until the incident in the catacombs that we truly realized the severity of the situation.

Both Ominis and I came to the decision not to send him away to Azkaban, knowing that the guilt would tear him apart if he were to wallow in his own sorrow in a dark cold cell. Instead, letting him be aware of the mistakes and decisions that he took from now on would be enough. During our 6th year, he stated that he would leave to be with his sister. We never really knew if he did decide to stay with Anne or not but he didn't return for his 7th year at Hogwarts. Though I knew he was still alive from the countless O.W.Ls he sent me over the years, they still remain unopened.

Losing myself in thought I finally reached the doorstep of my destination. A small cottage on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. I slowly opened the tall brown door and stepped foot into the quaint cottage easily taken away by how ... perfect it was. I set down my brown suitcase on the dark brown oak floors and looked around, sliding my hand slowly over all of the counters and tables as I smiled to myself. Being an Auror always usually meant that I was traveling to a new location, trying to find and trap the remnants of Rockwood's loyalists. Ever since graduation, I decided it was the path I would take the one I was destined to take. Until... I believed it wasn't. When hunting for loyalists became a weight on my shoulders that grew heavier with every passing day, month, and year. I had begun to ponder what else would be more exciting and less depressing than this when all of a sudden Deek appeared at the doorstep of my tent last month. He had a message for me from Professor Weasley, stating that a temporary Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor was needed, "and who better to fill in than one who's done it since the first year she was at Hogwarts " her O.W.L recited back at me.

I would be lying to myself and saying that I didn't hesitate with a response right away. In my last year, I was barely present at Hogwarts as I was called to assist many with my gift. Though the main reason I truly hesitated with my response was because of him. I longed to see him, a spot deep in my heart that I tried to close off still yearned for him. To hear his sarcastic comments, his blunt responses, his tender words of encouragement, and his large soft hands that would always envelop mine at the sign of the slightest tremble of worry. I clasped my hands together and sat down on my bed sighing, recollecting the last interaction we had before I left to become an Auror.

"Why are you leaving to become, that," Ominis spat at me as we argued in the courtyard. It was the third time that week we had argued about my plans after graduation, which was to take place later today.
"Because Ominis, I have to do this for Professor Fig he deserves justice after what happened to him!" I retorted back just as angry as he was with me.
"Y/N, that is not what he would have wanted!" Ominis responded back his knuckles turning ghost white from gripping his wand so tight in irritation.
"You can't change my mind Ominis, I will find every loyalist and bring them to justice for the damage that they have done. That is my plan and my future goal, my mind will not be changed." I was done arguing, how could he understand? They killed him right in from of me and they were still out there with no justice served for the wrongdoings that they had committed. I turned my back on this pointless conversation and made my way to the common rooms.
"You are so stubborn that you practically just like Sebastian in your reasonings" he retorted back at me. I froze and squeezed my chest in pain as if his comment just might as well be a Crucio. With my back still towards him, I walked away and didn't look back at the face that he might have been making. I refused to see it because I knew if I did... I would stay with him and I couldn't. Not yet. That night shortly after graduation I packed my bags and left to become an Auror.

I never said goodbye.

I wouldn't be surprised if he refused to even be in the same room as me. I wouldn't either with the things I have done.

Knock Knock

I paused; I had just finished changing out of my traveling attire to a more comfortable one when I heard a knock at the door. From the pondering that I had done, it had grown late in the night.
"Who is knocking at this hour?" I mumbled to myself as I grabbed my wand and headed toward the door. I slowly opened it and peeked behind to see who it could be.

"Y/N?"

I inhaled sharply, shocked that those now, hazy grey eyes stared right back at me.

"Ominis?"