-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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Y/N'S P.O.V.
The two of you stay in the Undercroft for awhile as you read the story to Ominis. Every once in awhile he'll ask you a question or throw in a comment like, "Magic doesn't actually work like that," which causes you to smile.
When you finish reading the story, the two of you discuss your thoughts. "I just don't see a reality in which someone could genuinely love an actual beast who locked her up in his castle."
"Because he was charming, I suppose. They had a lot in common," he shrugs.
"Charming? Did you hear the same story I just read?" you laugh. "I don't see him being anything but a total ass."
"Maybe. But I suppose if it's true love, anything can happen," he smiles.
"True love, huh?" you sigh, looking away from him. The two of you then sit in a quiet silence for a moment. A question forms in your head, though you think it over for a moment before asking him aloud. "Hey, Ominis... Is it hard to love someone without seeing how they truly look?"
"You mean because I am blind?" he questions you.
"Well, I, uh-" you mutter, looking down at your hands in your lap.
"It's no different," he then explains to you. "If anything, I think it's easier to have a genuine connection with someone when I can't see them. That way you can't be fooled by a person's appearance."
You're not quite sure how to explain it but every time Ominis speaks, you feel as though you are falling deeper and deeper into his enchantment. And, despite knowing better, you find yourself craving him more than ever.
"That makes sense," you smile, your eyes fixed on him.
"Y/N?"
"Yes?" you breathe.
"I'm curious, have you ever had someone that you loved?"
"Not really," you shrug. "I mean, not romantically, at least."
"I'm sorry to hear that," he replies, his words full of sincerity.
Your heart suddenly drops in your chest. Is there someone else he loves? Someone he hasn't mentioned before? He did say he had been to the Undercroft with Sebastian and his sister... "How about you?" you ask.
"Me?" he replies.
"Do you have someone that you love?"
"I don't know," he admits, a blush rising to his cheeks.
"I thought you said it was easy to have a connection with someone," you tease.
"I said it's easier, not easy. A pureblood is not supposed to love a muggle, or any other sort of creature for that matter. If we're to be paired up with a fellow witch or wizard, it will be an arranged marriage," he says softly.
