Swallow your pride

He's a guy, just like me

"Again!"
Ominis said sternly.
"Ominis, please no more. I'm tired," Yarra retorted pleadingly. For several hours, Ominis had been training her in defense against the Imperius Curse. Yarra remembered how once Ominis mentioned that he had learned to resist this curse so that his father could not force him to do something against his will. She asked him to teach her this ability too, so that Mr. Carter could not force her to use her for his crazy plans. Ominis explained to her that it could be trained by mind blocking when he used Legilimency on her. But it requires a lot of effort and concentration.

Ominis' expression softened at Yarra's pleading tone. "I know you're tired, but we need to push through," he said, his voice a little gentler now. "You're making progress, Yarra. I can sense it. But we have to keep going. The Imperius Curse is no joke, and we need to prepare you."
Yarra growled, "Fine!" she sighed and added, "But this will be the last try, okay? Quidditch is in a while. You know how Sebastian would be acting if we didn't come to support him." she grinned.
Ominis chuckled at Yarra's determination. "Alright, the last try," he agreed. "As long as you promise to give it your all. Besides, I really don't want to see Sebastian's sulking face if we miss his game." Yarra laughed. Then she closed her eyes, her face stiff in concentration, "Ok. I'm ready."

Ominis stepped closer to her, "Focus, Yarra," he said quietly. "I need you to clear your mind completely, remove all thoughts and emotions. Just focus on the connection between us. And when I cast the Legilimency, you need to resist it with all your willpower." He raised his wand towards her, the tip of it glowing as he prepared to cast the spell. "Alright, take a deep breath and try to empty your mind," he said quietly.  With a gentle whisper, he cast the spell. "Legilimens."

'Yarra concentrated not to think about anything. Not thinking about anything is very difficult. It's almost impossible. She wondered why Ominis was so good at it. Maybe it's because he's been blind since childhood and has never seen a picture. It's hard to imagine not seeing anything. At the same time, sometimes it seemed to her that Ominis saw..,knew more than everyone else. She would like to know how he perceives her. Would he like her if he saw her? Holy shit! Does she really have to be having these thoughts now that he's looking into her head? Fuck! Focus, Yarra!'

Ominis Pov

As Ominis casted the legilimency spell, he was immediately met with a rush of Yarra's thoughts and feelings. He could sense her determination, her curiosity, and her momentary distractions. But he could also sense her focus and her growing frustration with her own lack of control.
He knew that she was thinking about him, perhaps wondering how he perceived her, if he would like her more if he could see her. He couldn't help but smile slightly as he picked up on these thoughts.
Realizing her mistake, she regained her full concentration and for a moment he could not perceive any flow of thought. He delved into his own mind. Yarra thought he was training her to defend herself against Mr. Carter so he wouldn't use her for his sick plans. She did not know about the new circumstances and threats. He was tormented by his conscience that he kept the truth from her, but he promised Sebastian that he would be quiet for now.

Ominis ended the spell and praised Yarra. "Excellent work, Miss Yaxley. Ten points for a Slytherin!" he joked. "Only ten? Too bad." Yarra laughed. Ominis chuckled at her response. He had to admit, she had a great sense of humor. "I was trying to be generous," he teased back. "But if you think you deserve more, I suppose I can add a few more points."He couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips as he looked at her.

Yarra got up from her seat and walked over to him. She sat on his knee and grabbed his tie. "And what will you want in exchange for those extra points, professor?" she asked playfully. Ominis felt his breath catch a little as Yarra sat on his knee and grabbed his tie. The proximity of her body was both exciting and distracting, and he had to resist the urge to pull her even closer. He chuckled at her comment, enjoying their playful banter. "Well, Miss Yaxley," he said, his voice taking on a mock-serious tone, "I suppose I would expect some kind of... compensation for my generosity."