Seventh year was supposed to be simple—friends, routines, and the quiet comfort of knowing where you stand. But with Ominis Gaunt, nothing has ever been that simple. You’ve been close since fifth year, drawn together through shared danger, trust, and something neither of you ever named out loud. Now, in seventh year, that quiet bond has only deepened—subtle gestures, unspoken understanding, and the way he always seems to notice you first, even when others are closer. But there’s a problem. Anne Sallow is still there—open, familiar, and unwilling to let go of a connection she believes is hers to keep. And you? You’ve never said a word about what you feel. Because with Ominis, nothing is loud. Nothing is certain. Except the way he always, always chooses you— even when he never says why.