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Nightmares

Ominis Gaunt x Male Reader

A/N: It's been a minute since I've written for Omi, I think I've made him act a little more canon than in my other fics, not too sure though.

You were seated in your bed, pillow rested behind your back and your duvet brung up to your midsection. You were enthralled by the words, your eyes glancing through the yellow-tinted pages. One of your hands propped up the leather book, as the other held your wand over it, a dim light projecting from the tip, so as to not disturb any of your dorm-mates.

You had no idea how long you had had your nose in the book for, but definitely long enough for all the other students to have completely passed out. You didn’t mind staying up late, or at least you didn’t care tonight. You had no classes until late in the day, and could afford to sleep in.

Your attention gets drawn away by the sound of cloth moving beside you, you pay it no mind, thinking one of the others must just be shuffling in their sleep. That was, until you heard a gasp and the creaks of the bed. You turn to your side to see Ominis sat up and wand already in his hands, ready to defend himself.

As he becomes less jittery and seems to relax back into a more comfortable seated position, you speak up. “Are you alright, Ominis?” It comes out hushed, only for him to hear. He perks up at the sound of your voice, turning his head in your direction, looking very tired and sorrowful as he responds. “I’m alright, Y/N, Thank you. Apologies for disrupting your rest.” He sighs as guilt washes over him.

You lightheartedly smile. “No need to apologise Ominis, you didn’t wake me.” He nods as he makes a noise of understanding. It remains silent from there, you go back to reading as Ominis tries to convince himself to fall asleep again. After a few minutes you hear a frustrated sigh, you turn back to Ominis, watching as he digs his head into his hands. “Are you sure you’re okay, Ominis?”

He lifts his head up, not saying a word as he ashamedly shakes his head. You think for a moment before asking him, hoping you wouldn’t be pushing too far. “Would you like some help? I could try to distract you.” The blond boy lightly smiles as he accepts your offer. “Would you like me to stay here or c-” “Please, come here.” His voice comes out defeated as he moves to the opposite side of his bed.

You quickly shuffle to his bed, trying your hardest to not make too much noise. Once you make it, you slowly hold up the sheets as you quietly slip into the covers. “Alright.” You whisper to yourself. You feel a hand moving against the sheets near your own, you lightly graze your hand against his, him taking it after moving his head to face anywhere but towards you.

His hand felt clampy and he held a tight grip, your thumb rubbed over his fingers as you gently pulled the both of you onto your backs. As Ominis rested against the pillow, he turned in your direction, looking down. You shifted a little closer to him, also turning his way, before muttering. “How can I help you, Ominis?” He takes a deep breath as he pulls your arm closer to him.

“This is- This is fine, Thank you.” You nod as you start to relax, your eyes drifting closed. As you feel yourself begin to drift, a voice brings you back. “Sorry, would it be a bother if you spoke to me? It’s so eerily silent and all I can hear is-” He cuts himself off before he finishes, quietly clearing his throat.

You choose not to ask about what he’s worried about. “Not at all.” You feel Ominis loosen up as he rests against you. It takes you a minute to think about what to say, you smile as an idea pops into your mind. The soft words soon fall out of your mouth, you tell him about the adventures you’ve been on. Obviously only the ones he wouldn’t tell you off for doing.

You speak of all the people (and creatures) you had saved, all the items you had found and all the beautiful things you had witnessed. It wasn’t long until the sound of light snoring was heard and felt on the side of your body. You muster a small smile before whispering. “Goodnight Ominis, rest well.”

A/N: I've got a couple more posts that should be coming out soon, including the Part 2 to the most recent Simon Riley fic!

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Secret Shambles

Garreth Weasley x Male Reader

A/N: This was requested over on our Wattpad! I'm so sorry it took me this long to finish it, I've been quite busy. I feel like a lot of it is filler so if you want, you guys can just skip to the last like 10 paragraphs. Like we've mentioned, we don't do smuts but I tried to make this as steamy as I could without going TOO far. I hope it's alright and not cringy lmao.

Warnings: It gets a little steamy the last few paragraphs, nothing too much, just a bit of a makeout.

"Y/N, I was hoping to catch you." It was a quiet evening in the Hogwarts halls, you tended to just roam around when you didn't have classes to attend to. You turn at the call of your name, coming to face the red-headed boy you had befriended. You nod his way, beckoning him to continue. "I just wanted to apologise again for what happened in Potions." You shake your head, sending him a small smile. "It's alright, I managed to get out of it." He grins at that. "I'm glad."

It had become silent, as you were just about to turn back around and continue with your day, Garreth spoke up. "I was wondering if you could help me again? I promise, no explosions this time." You chuckle at that, "What do you need this time?" You give him a playfully suspicious gaze. "He lights up at the act before carrying on. "I have an idea for a Fizzing Whizzbee-inspired beverage, but I'm missing a key ingredient."

You raise an eyebrow "Go on" "I suspect the key ingredient may be dried Billywig stings. I hear there's an abundance in the Honeydukes cellar." You slowly nod "And you want me to grab them for you?" He throws his hands up in defence. "I'd do it myself but my Aunt has her eyes on me." You shake your head as you let out a playful scoff. "Alright, but you owe me, Weasley."

"Of course." He thanks you before sending you on your way. You would worry about it in the morning, you had more pressing matters to attend to for now.

Timeskip

Your classes had ended and it was time to find Weasley's 'Key ingredient'. He had mentioned a secret passageway in Hogwarts, leading to the cellar. You had followed his directions, and soon found the one-eyed witch statue he had spoken of. You look around before climbing the step and walking behind the witch, a quiet "Dissendium" leaving your lips.

Timeskip (Don't wanna bore y'all)

After obtaining the Billywig stings, you exit the passage, quickly descending down the Grand Staircase, quickly opening the door to the Entrance Door. Garreth had perked at the sound of the creaking door, his smile widening as he saw you entering. "Evening, Garreth." His eyes glance over your figure before his eyes locked with yours. "Good evening, Y/N. I hoped I'd see you again soon."

You grin before searching your pockets, pulling out the amount of Stings he had asked for. "You found them? Incredible." He brings out his hand, your own passing the Stings to him. "Happy to help." You can't help but smile at the excited look on his face. "Thank you. I'll let you know once I've brewed my first batch of 'Fizzing-Whizz-beer'." You lightly laugh, giving him a quick nod before walking away.

Timeskip

You had always wanted to spend more time with the Gryfindor boy, but never being able to find an opportunity to talk to him alone. Doing as much as you had done this year had brought along a lot of popularity. It was good for the most part, but you'd always have constant eyes on you. Making it very difficult to talk to others about private matters. Until he had sent you on that little scavenger hunt. No one else knew of the secret tunnel (You hoped), just you and Garreth. It would be the perfect place to talk away from gawking students.

Now all you had to do was convince him to join you in a journey to the damp, dimly-lit corridors for a little alone time. Your best bet was to find him after class, so that's what you did. It was after one of your muggle studies class, you had started to walk beside him as you exited the room. "Garreth." You greet as you look over at him. Still walking next to you, he also looks your way. "Y/N! What do you need?"

His smile warms your heart as you pull him away from the crowd, stopping in an empty corridor. "Is something the matter?" You quickly shake your head. "Not at all, I wanted to speak with you in private." He nods as you continue. "Actually, this isn't really the best place." You look back at the few students now making their way to and from classes. "How about we talk later, in the passage behind the One-eyed Witch?" Your voice hushed as you mentioned the statue. "Then we'd truly be away from prying eyes." Your voice grows lower.

He looks around before nodding, stumbling upon the start of his sentence as he agrees. "I- Of course, send me an owl when you'd like me to arrive."

Timeskip

You had arrived earlier than when you told Garreth to. The place was oddly comforting as you sat on the staircase near the entrance, watching as the flames on the torches in your sight flickered and spat. It wasn't long until you heard footsteps behind you, you turned to see the cheery boy walk in. "Ah, I didn't expect you to already be here." You smile at this appearance as you pat the floor beside you. "You came on time." You state, glancing at the watch on your wrist. "I was expecting you to show up a little late."

He shrugs, taking a seat by your side. Your knees touching. "I'll be honest, I've been thinking about this encounter for a while." He chuckles. "If anything, I had to try and stop myself from arriving too early." You laugh at his honesty, your laughter dying down as you speak up "We'll I'm glad you're here, I wanted to speak to you, privately."

His green eyes lock with yours as you speak. "Please tell me if I'm getting the wrong idea here, but I'm pretty sure you feel it too." Your body starts to get closer to his. His heart starts to pound faster, he prays that the thumps aren't audible in the silent room. You don't hear it, but feel it. You hands making way to his own, before holding them. You can feel how aggressive his heart is beating, feeling his beats in your own hands.

"Stop me if I'm going too far." You whisper as you start to move your face closer to the reddening boy. "But I think you want this, just as much as I do." Your lips interlock and your hands move from his, to his body. Placing one on his waist and the other one intertwining with his hair. It took until the both of you were seeing stars, to finally part from each other and breathe.

His panting breaths mingle with your own as you rest your forehead against his. "Y/N.." His voice becomes muffled as you place your lips back onto his. His hands frantically grab at your clothes, pulling you closer as he tries to deepen the kiss. He shuffles against you, your lips leaving his as he sits upon your lap, before connecting with you once more.

A/N: I'm so sorry it cuts off there, I can't bring myself to go any further lol. I hope this is alright though!

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