-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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The following morning, after a meal prepared by Garreth and Sebastian to show off their muggle culinary skills to Ominis, there is another knock on the door.
"Goddammit, you were followed!" Garreth is quick to point fingers towards Ominis.
"No, I wasn't," Ominis shakes his head, not even bothering to stand up from his seat at the kitchen table. "Do you really think I'm an idiot?"
"Just wait a second," you sigh as you walk over to the door. "I'll check it out. Stay quiet."
Just as you did the day before, you peer through the peephole to see through the other side. "Oh shit," you gasp, the curses just flowing out from your mouth as you look through.
"I knew it!" Garreth whispers again. "Y/N, pack the shit you like, let's go!"
But you ignore them, feeling compelled to open the door without keying them in on what's going on. Sebastian makes a dash towards you as he pulls out his wand, ready to defend the group from whatever was hiding on the other side.
Just as the door opens, Sebastian shoves you to the side and aims his wand right at your brother's head.
"What the hell?" James grumbles as he smacks the wand out of Sebastian's hand. "You must be getting way too comfortable in my home."
"Oh, I, uh," Sebastian stutters as you return back to where you were once standing, shaking your head in his direction. "Y/N didn't say it was you..."
"Did it need to be?" James' eyes narrow.
"Okay, okay," Luna breaks up the conversation, emerging from behind James alongside Amit. "I know we're just the taxi ride, you know, like the ones you taught us about in class, but we want to say hi to Y/N, too!"
As the three of them step inside, you can't help but notice a few new details about James. You don't recall his hair being quite so long, or his facial hair having any shape to it, but then again, it has been a few months. "Hi," you whisper quietly once the others give you a moment to talk alone.
"Please don't hate me for not having come to visit in awhile," he sighs, sitting down at the kitchen table in the same spot where Ominis had previously been.
"I don't hate you," you roll your eyes as you sit across from him, "I know you couldn't."
"Yeah, well, I sort of figured a loophole around all that," he mentions, smiling slightly when he sees your attention perking up.
"You have? What do you mean?"
"Y/N, I'm not going back," he tells you.
"You what? But what about the money... and Black telling you that-"
"Well, I figured that if Black wants me so badly then he wouldn't mind coming out here and getting us," he chuckles. "We're a packaged deal, you and me. I couldn't bear the thought of you living out here on your own for any longer either. Surprised you didn't burn the whole place down."
