Let me see you. · Y/n story by @miuxxu

The Great Hall buzzed with the usual evening chatter, candles floating overhead in a sea of warm, flickering light. But tonight, there was an undercurrent—whispers that rippled through the tables like wind through wheat.

Leander Prewett

Did you hear? A new student. Fifth year.

???

snorts Bit late for that, isn’t it? What’s wrong with her?

Leander Prewett

lowers his voice Professor Black’s already refused to look at her during sorting. Sent Flitwick to do it.

???

whispers back Even the Headmaster can’t stand the sight of her?

A few tables away, Ominis Gaunt sat still, his wand pointed idly at his plate. His blind eyes were fixed somewhere far off, though his head tilted—just slightly—toward the whispers.

Sebastian Sallow

muttering from beside him Don’t.

Ominis Gaunt

calmly Don’t what?

Sebastian Sallow

Don’t even think about it. You know how people get. And you know how you get.

Ominis Gaunt

a faint smile I’m simply curious, Sebastian. That’s all.

Sebastian Sallow

grimly Curiosity killed the cat.

Ominis Gaunt

quietly But satisfaction brought it back.

The great doors at the far end of the hall groaned open. A hush fell, uneven and nervous, as a figure stepped into the candlelight.