-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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GARRETH'S P.O.V.
"Yo," I say as I approach that asshole who interrupted me and Y/N previously. "Where's Y/N?"
"Ah, so now you believe me about Prewett," he smirks, ignoring my question.
"Piss off and answer the question. Where's Y/N?" I ask, my eyes narrowing at him.
"I dunno," he shrugs. "We saw those Slytherins... Sallow and Gaunt. They gave her a drink, let her get super drunk, and insisted on carrying her back to the Slytherin dorms."
"You're a fucking liar. You did something to her," I growl.
"Hey," he holds his hands up defensively. "If I wanted to do something with her, I would be with her right now. You should check the Slytherin dorms, not me. I'm being honest with you."
"Whatever," I grunt, storming off back through the crowd.
"Check the dungeons!" he calls out after me. "I'm sure she'll be there!"
Y/N'S P.O.V.
The next morning when you wake up, Luna is already dressed and standing by your bed. "Good morning," she grins.
"Ugh," you groan.
"You're hungover, aren't you?" she asks.
"I think," you moan. "I hardly remember anything that happened after Garreth..."
"Oh?" she smirks. "Did you spend some time in the Gryffindor dorms? Sounds like you had quite the night, Y/N."
"I... what?" you mumble, your mind a jumbled mess. "Wait, did we? I can't remember. Shit, Luna, help me."
"Well, first of all, no, you didn't," she shakes her head. "In fact, Garreth spent practically the whole night looking for you. He told Amit and me that he left you with Nott who let those Slytherin assholes slip you some potion. I thought he was gonna have a stroke. He was so upset."
"Garreth was?" you ask, confused.
"Yeah. I've never seen him so angry. Kept talking about the next time he saw Gaunt and Sallow that-"
"But that's not what happened," you blurt out, though you have no idea where your words are coming from.
"It's not?" she raises her eyebrow. "Y/N, what happened last night?"
"I'm not sure," you frown. "But I think I'm gonna need a bucket!"
***
Later that day you take a walk towards James' classroom where you know he's busy studying. When you walk in, he looks up and shakes his head at you. "Long night?" he asks, perceptive as always.
"Unbelievably," you sigh as you sit down at one of the desks in the front row.
"I'm glad you're here, actually," he says as he puts down his glasses and leans back in his seat. "There's a student in your class who approached me the other day. He said he has hardly ever had any interactions with a muggle so I thought you'd be a great asset to him in completing his project."
