-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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When you enter the Ravenclaw dorm, your luck doesn't seem to be getting much better. Before you can reach the safety of your own bed and pretend like none of this ever happened, Luna spots you and gasps loudly, calling the attention of the rest of the students in the common room.
"Y/N!" she beams, rushing over and embracing you. "I was so worried! You didn't come back last night and- oh no, that shirt!"
"What about it?"
"That's not yours, is it?" she shakes her head as she looks you up and down. "It's definitely too big."
"Oh, uh," you stutter, your face burning as you lie. "It's just what Professor Weasley gave me at the beginning of the year before the school restocked, I guess. It's comfortable.
"Y/N," she hums, narrowing her eyes. "It says Slytherin on it."
"Oh, does it?" you ask, a bit too sarcastically. Then, after rolling her eyes, she pulls you into her dorm room so nobody else overhears what you know she's about to ask.
"Where were you last night, Y/N? I was worried sick," she tells you, shaking her head as she shuts the door behind her.
"I was with a friend," you reply, avoiding her stare.
"What friend? That Sallow guy?"
"No, not him."
"Then who? You know what I think?" she sighs.
"Luna," you groan, sitting down on her bed and placing your head in your hands.
"I think it was Ominis."
"Luna."
"I thought you were going out with Garreth? How the hell did you end up in the Slytherin dorms, Y/N?!" she continues, ignoring you.
"He was just helping me. He caught Garreth and I out after curfew and-"
"And?" she interrupts, her eyes wide.
"And I, uh, got into a bit of a scrape."
"You were hurt? Y/N!" she gasps, rushing to your side and sitting beside you.
"But Ominis helped me," you quickly assure her.
"I knew that was his shirt," she then nods, a proud smile on her face.
"You're not mad that it was him who helped me?"
"Why would I be mad, Y/N? You got hurt and he helped you... I totally misjudged him. I feel like such a jerk," she admits, her eyes drifting away.
"Don't be, please," you beg.
"He's always been really kind to you, I shouldn't have assumed anything bad about him. I'm sorry," she then tells you. "What ever happened between the two of you?"
