-Ominis Gaunt x Fem!Reader
-Y/N, a muggle born girl, navigates the complexities of integrating into the wizarding world where she doesn't quite belong. As a 7th year and a human without magic, she must learn to adjust and prove her worth, but also...
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"Good morning," James smiles, greeting you in the small kitchen after two days of your new living arrangement.
"Morning," you yawn as you enter the room. "I can't believe you're still here. Thought you'd be in your office already."
I was," he nods, "but I came back because of this." He holds out a plate stacked high with pancakes and places them on the kitchen table.
Your eyes widen. "Is that for me?" you ask, stomach growling.
"Yeah. Matilda, uh, I mean Professor Weasley just poofed them out of nowhere after I told her how much you like 'em so I brought them over," he says with a grin while pulling a small bottle of maple syrup out of his pocket.
"She's becoming my favorite," you smile as you reach for a fork.
While you eat, James sits beside you reading through a textbook.
"Are you sure you don't want some?" you ask with a mouthful of food.
"Don't be gross," he says with disgust as he looks up from the book. "I don't have time for that, I'm learning."
"Apologies," you say sarcastically, "I'll try to not make you want to throw up."
"Shut up," he says, throwing his pen at you.
"How's that going, by the way?"
"Not bad."
"What is it you have to teach?" you hum, glancing over his shoulder.
"I'm like the history teacher for muggles? Which are humans, by the way," he explains to you.
"You've gotta be kidding me," you laugh. "You always hated history."
"I know," he agrees. "Math was always more of my thing."
"How did that happen? I mean, I know you aren't dumb, James, but you're a high school dropout..."
"Headmaster Black is a sucker for my charm, clearly," he jokes, flipping his hair.
"Oh shut up," you roll your eyes. "How about we go play some chess and you take a break from all that crap?"
James shakes his head and you sigh. You stand up to wash your dish before readying yourself to leave the room. Well I'm going down to the library. I'll be back in a bit."
"Have fun, Y/N," he nods, returning to his studies.
The library was nothing like any you've seen. And you've been in quite a few. It was like an old library but it seemed so modern. You're not sure why, but it felt like it was full of life. The shelves were packed to the brim with books. The couches were inviting. And the windows were beautiful.
You walk through the isles, letting your fingers glide over the spines of books, trying to decide what you should read first. You haven't heard of any of these books before, how odd. Just as you find one to pull out, a voice calls out to you, causing you to jump.
