Utterly Hopeless: An Ominis Gaunt Love Story

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Ministries Finest

(Ominis)

I storm down the staircase, my wand flashing a meter a minute pushing frantically through crowds of students, not caring who falls as I do. I'm on a mission. I need help. I need an owl.

Threa had been brought into questioning nearly twenty minutes ago, the horrid silence once she went behind the headmasters door was deafening. Utterly maddening. There was no way for me to check on her. To make sure they were treating her within reason. They had to have cast a silencing charm on the room, to keep there questioning secret.

I had tried to argue my need to stay. Stating how it was in all our best interests if I do, but each plea was turned away. The self-righteous imbeciles the ministry calls law enforcement thinking they more than equipped to handle whatever danger may come if her emotions get out of hand.

As if they know what to expect. They cannot possibly even start to fathom the power she holds. They have only seen the aftereffects of it. The troll's ashes, the repository contained by her gift, the body's she left in her wake at the station. She decapitated a man, incinerated two when calling on the heavens to smite them down. She is dangerous when focused, even more so when she loses control.

Merlin help us if her emotions get the better of her. She brought a bloody storm down on the school because she was scared I'd be sent away. Singer has no idea what will happen if she isn't careful.

Her deputy ordered I head off to class, as if I am someone they can bloody fucking control. Ruths tone was enough to put me on edge, her threat pushed me off it. Threa is in danger. Danger of falling in as a conspirator to Sebastian. Danger of being thrown in the cell next to him.

Why couldn't he just leave her alone?

Merlin, I don't even know why I'm surprised. Sebastian has always been of the mind to do whatever it takes to get what you want. Even if it means sacrificing another to obtain it. It's what landed me in detention with him soo much our first and second years.

Father warned me of this, and I didn't listen. Why didn't I listen? His last letter was so clear. Convince her or I will.... He said this was going to happen and I ignored it. I thought myself more than enough to save her. That if I just burnt up the correspondences this would go away.

I am a fool.

Bursting into the great hall, the deafening noise of our classmates disoriented me for but a second as my wand refocused, honing in on a tiny form doating on two little furballs with her girlfriend.

"Poppy!"

"Ominis," she sweetly greets form turning towards me as she hugs the furry ball. "Coming to visit with sweet little Vinny?"

"No, I-Vinny," I ask taken slightly aback, trying my hardest to ignore the racing of my heart.

"Vengeance, the Puffskein. Gerald has loved having a new playmate. Thank you again for letting me keep him."

"It was no problem," I say the words rushing out. "Hasthemailcomeyet?"

"What?"

"The Mail!"

"Oh, Um," she looks about the room, my wand making out her shaking her head no. "I do not believe so."

I can't help the impatient groan that leaves my mouth.

"Slow down ya Nogtail," Dale spits whist she feeds the beast bogeys. "What's got you in a tizzy?"

"Nothing that concerns you," I try to fight a civil tone for Poppy's sake. Still baffled that she is continuing to try and make it work with the Ravenclaw after her inane defense of Dunkein.