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In the midst of the new school year at Hogwarts, the castle buzzed with the energy of students settling into familiar routines. The autumn leaves painted the grounds with warm hues, and anticipation hung in the air. Among the sea of faces, Lily Smith, a Hufflepuff known for her kindness, navigated the corridors with a sense of purpose. Her interactions with the enigmatic Slytherin, Ominis Gaunt, had always been marked by a distance that seemed insurmountable.

The looming seventh-year party added an air of excitement and uncertainty to the atmosphere. Lily found herself at the heart of the preparations, helping to decorate the Great Hall with her fellow Hufflepuffs. As the night of the party arrived, she donned her dress and joined the festivities, her heart a mix of nerves and anticipation.

Inside the transformed Great Hall, Lily watched as the enchanting lights danced across the walls and students mingled, their laughter and conversations filling the air.
Lily's interactions had been limited to polite nods and brief conversations, which made the prospect of the party both exciting and daunting. As the night progressed, she found herself moving through the crowd, the energy of the celebration infectious.

Leander, a persistent admirer, had been hovering around Lily for most of the evening. His presence made her uncomfortable, and she tried to evade his attention, seeking solace by the refreshment table. The music swelled, and Lily's heart raced as she caught sight of Leander approaching once again.

Just as she was beginning to feel trapped, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. Ominis Gaunt stepped forward, his posture confident as he intercepted Leander.
Leander approached Ominis with an air of arrogance, his eyes fixed on Lily, who stood near the refreshment table.

Leander's lips curled into a sly smile as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Ominis Gaunt who had ventured into unfamiliar territory.

"Well, well, fancy seeing Ominis Gaunt on this side of the room," Leander remarked, his tone dripping with subtle amusement.

Ominis responded with his characteristic coolness, his voice carrying a hint of detachment. "Just taking a moment away from the shadows, Leander."

Leaning in slightly, Leander's gaze shifted toward Lily Smith, who was engaged in the festivities. "Lily Smith appears to be enjoying herself. I thought I might enhance her evening a bit."

Raising an eyebrow, Ominis regarded Leander with an enigmatic expression. "Smith's perfectly capable of having a good time without your intervention."

Confident and unfazed, Leander maintained his smirk. "But I can offer her an experience she won't soon forget."

Ominis' patience began to wane, a subtle edge creeping into his voice. "Leander, consider this a friendly suggestion: Back off. Your advances aren't wanted."

Mocking amusement danced in Leander's eyes as he retorted, "Playing the chivalrous protector, Gaunt? How endearing."

In an unexpected shift, Ominis leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, commanding whisper. "Let me make myself clear: It's in your best interest to step away from Ms. Smith before you discover what I'm capable of."

The tension between them crackled, Leander's bravado faltering under Ominis' unspoken threat. The words hung heavily in the air, before Leander decided to retreat, giving Ominis a wary look before moving away from Lily.

Lily, unaware of the exchange, looked around the room, her discomfort growing as Leander continued to hover nearby. Ominis, sensing her distress, took a decisive step forward. Without a word, he cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers.

Lily's eyes widened in shock, her heart racing as the unexpected kiss unfolded. She instinctively responded, her arms wrapping around Ominis' neck. The kiss was brief yet filled with a sense of urgency, a silent message to Leander that he was not welcome.

Leander, taken aback by the sight, quickly turned and walked away, leaving Lily and Ominis in their newfound intimacy. As Ominis pulled away, their eyes met briefly before he nodded in Leander's direction, his meaning clear.

Lily, her cheeks flushed and heart still racing, watched as Leander disappeared into the crowd. She turned back to Ominis, her expression a mix of surprise and gratitude. He offered a slight, almost imperceptible nod before stepping back, allowing her to rejoin the party.

As the night continued, Lily found herself swept up in the enchantment of the celebration, her drunken thoughts lingering on the unexpected ally she had found in Ominis Gaunt. The divide between them had been bridged in a way she could never have anticipated, leaving her wondering about the enigmatic Slytherin who had come to her rescue.

The night wore on, the seventh-year celebration casting a spell of revelry throughout Hogwarts. Lily's heart raced with each beat of the music, her laughter mingling with the joyful chorus of her peers. As the hours passed, she found herself drawn deeper into the festivities, the sweet taste of freedom and a bit too much Firewhisky adding to the exhilaration.

In a quiet corner of the hall, away from the prying eyes of the crowd, Ominis stood alone. His usually reserved demeanor seemed to have loosened, his features reflecting a rare sense of abandon. He sipped his drink, his thoughts a whirlwind of emotions and memories.

Lily's steps were unsteady as she navigated through the crowd, her gaze fixed on Ominis. The memory of their impulsive kiss earlier in the evening lingered in her mind, the taste of his lips like a tantalizing secret she couldn't shake. With each step, her heartbeat quickened, and an inexplicable desire tugged at her.

She finally reached Ominis, her voice surprisingly steady despite her intoxicated state. "Fancy meeting you here, Gaunt."

Ominis turned to her, his expression a mix of surprise and intrigue. "Smith. What brings you to this quiet corner?"

Lily shrugged, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Just needed a break from the chaos. Care to join me?"

He chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. "Certainly."

They leaned against the wall, the distant strains of music providing a rhythmic backdrop to their conversation. The air was charged with an electric tension, the atmosphere between them shifting in a way that neither could fully comprehend.

Lily's gaze met Ominis', her eyes sparkling with a mixture of mirth and curiosity. "You know, Gaunt, that kiss earlier was quite unexpected."

Ominis raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "You seemed to enjoy it, Smith."

Lily's cheeks flushed, her boldness fueled by the alcohol coursing through her veins. "Maybe I did. Maybe I want to taste it again."

Ominis' expression shifted, a mix of surprise and desire crossing his features. "Is that so?"

Lily nodded, her heart pounding as she closed the distance between them. Without hesitation, she leaned in, her lips capturing his in a hungry kiss.

Ominis' arms instinctively wrapped around her, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the intoxicating moment, the world around them fading into insignificance.
Heat spread through Lily's body as Ominis' hands roamed up and down her back. She could feel the fire raging within her, and wanted nothing more than to succumb to it.

Finally, they pulled away, both of them breathing heavily. Ominis took her hand, and they slowly made their way into the empty classroom. The only light came from the moon shining through the window, and the air was thick with anticipation. Ominis pulled Lily towards him once again and kissed her hungrily. His hands moved over her body, exploring every inch of her. She moaned in pleasure as he caressed her curves. She could smell the alcohol on his breath and feel the buzz in her veins, heightening her senses.

"Do you want this?" Ominis asked, his voice husky with desire.

Lily nodded, unable to form words. She stepped closer to him, feeling the warmth of his body pressing against hers. His hands moved to her hips and he pulled her in closer, his breath tickling her ear.

"You feel so good," Ominis murmured, his hands running along her curves.

Lily felt her skin tingle as his fingers made their way up her body. His hands cupped her breasts, kneading and massaging them as his lips moved down her neck. She felt her nipples tighten under his touch, and a moan escape her lips.

"I want you," Ominis whispered, his hands slipping down her body and coming to rest between her legs. His fingers moved in circles, teasing her until she was panting with pleasure. "Say my name!"

"Om.. Om - Ominis," Lily gasped, her body shuddering with pleasure. Ominis smirked in response.

Lily's body was trembling as Ominis touched her. His hands, which had explored her body for what felt like hours, had finally made their way to her most intimate places.

"Oh, Ominis," Lily moaned as his fingertips teased her innermost depths.

"You feel so good," Ominis murmured in her ear, his voice low and husky. "I'm going to make you come so hard."

Lily felt a thrill run through her body as Ominis continued to explore her with his fingers, his touch growing more and more intense. She felt her body responding to his every move, her breathing becoming more and more labored. Whitout warning, Lily felt her body being pushed down, onto one of the tables. Ominis then moved between Lily's legs, his fingers still expertly teasing her. She gasped as his fingers found her wetness, his touch driving her wild with pleasure.

He paused and raised his head, his blind eyes searching her face. “Do you want me to keep going?” he asked, teasingly.

Lily felt her desire for him consuming her. “Yes,” she breathed.

Ominis chuckled, a deep sound that sent a thrill through Lily. He moved lower, licking and kissing her body until he reached her most sensitive spot. His tongue moved delicately, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Lily moaned, her legs trembling as her orgasm built. She grabbed onto Ominis' shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin. But before she could reach her climax, Ominis moved his mouth from between her legs, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss.
Lily smiled as her drunken thoughts gave her an idea. She knelt in front of Ominis and gently ran her hands over his thighs. She could feel his anticipation and she was ready to please him.

"I'm going to give you the best blowjob of your life," she purred.

Ominis leaned back and let out a soft moan. He couldn't see Lily, but he could feel her presence like a warm embrace. He ran his hands through her hair, letting her know that he was ready. Lily slowly brought her lips to Ominis's cock and began to gently caress it with her tongue. Ominis could feel every sensation and he gasped in pleasure as she teased and tantalized him. She moved her head up and down, slowly increasing the intensity of the sucking. Ominis let out a deep groan as she moved faster.

"Oh my god," he gasped. "That feels so amazing."

The pleasure built and built until finally Ominis felt himself reach the brink. Before he could finish, he pushed Lily back onto the table and began to kiss her passionately. His hands roamed over her body as he kissed her deeply. "I want to feel you, all of you." Ominis said in a husky voice.
With every touch, Lily felt her desire growing. "I want you inside me," she said, her voice trembling with need.

Ominis moved between her legs, pushing his way inside her. He started to move, thrusting in and out, pushing her further and further towards the edge of pleasure. His pace increased as Lily moaned louder and louder with each thrust.

"Oh, Ominis," she said, her voice shaking.

He moved faster and faster as the pleasure built inside her. Soon, she was screaming his name as orgasmic waves crashed over her body. Ominis followed soon after, his own pleasure rippling through his body.

Ominis collapsed onto Lily. Both panting heavily. Both still drunk, not thinking about the consequences of their action. Two seventeen year olds, who shouldn't get involved with each other. A pureblood wizard and a muggleborn witch.
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Oh no.

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The first light of dawn cast long shadows across the stone walls of Hogwarts. Lily stirred in her sleep, her dreams drifting like mist as the edges of memory began to solidify. Images from the night before danced in her mind, fragments of stolen glances and the sharp scent of alcohol against her lips, while lustfull moans filled the empty classroom.

As consciousness gradually returned, Lily's brows furrowed. She groaned softly, partly from the weight of the hour and partly from the gnawing sensation of recollection. The events of last night had been unexpected, to say the least. Not that sharing such an imtimate act with Ominis Gaunt, of all people, had been surreal enough - it had also been her very first time. Just the thought of her, loosing her verginity while stupidly drunk, made her sick. She had always been headstrong about it, and wanted to have her first time to be with her future husband, on their wedding night. But now she layed there, in her bed, in her dormetory, just lost her innocence to no other than Ominis freaking Gaunt!

With a resigned sigh, she swung her legs over the edge of her bed, allowing her bare feet to touch the cold floor. She reached for her robe, shivering slightly as she draped it around her shoulders. As she did so, her fingers brushed against a mark on her shoulder, a perfect reminder of the emotions that had surged within her last night. She couldn't help but recall the intensity of Ominis's voice.

"You feel so good,"

"I'm going to make you come so hard."

Lily put her hands to her face. Blushing really hard.
As she adjusted the collar of her robe, a sudden realization struck her. The room was silent, devoid of the usual sounds of stirring. Lily's roommates hadn't returned yet, which meant she had a fleeting chance to avoid any questions regarding last night.

Just as she reached the door to the courtyard, a voice, tinged with equal parts arrogance and frustration, broke through the silence. "Up so soon, Shmidt?"

Lily froze, her heart pounding. She turned, locking eyes with Ominis Gaunt, his own gaze unwavering despite the fact that his eyes held no sight. A familiar mix of irritation and something more unfamiliar twisted within her chest.

"Of course, you would be the one to ruin the silence," Lily retorted, her tone laced with a practiced disdain that masked the unease she felt. She couldn't deny that Ominis's presence always managed to unnerve her, even more so after the events of the night before.

Ominis smirked, his lips quirking in a way that was equal parts infuriating and oddly intriguing. "Ruin your silence? My, my, Shmidt, you give me too much credit."

Lily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Gaunt. Your presence is as unwelcome as ever."

His laughter, though short, held a touch of amusement. "Ah, and here I thought you'd be a bit more gracious after our little "adventure"."

Lily's cheeks flushed, a mixture of anger and embarrassment simmering beneath her skin. "Don't mistake our temporary truce for anything else. We were merely in the same place at the same time. And... needed the same, at the same time."

Ominis's smirk remained, a faint line of tension in his shoulders the only sign that her words had affected him. "As you wish, Schmidt. I wouldn't want to disrupt your precious worldview."

With an irritated huff, Lily turned away from him, her resolve renewed. "Believe what you want, Gaunt. Just stay out of my way."

She marched towards the door, her steps purposeful even as a storm of conflicting emotions raged within her. As she exited the castle, she couldn't help but glance back at Ominis, his figure framed by the dim light of the room. For a moment, she locked her gaze at the Slytherin's crystal blue eyes, and in that unguarded instant, Lily saw something beyond their usual antagonism — a spark of understanding that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Trust me, Shmidt," Ominis's voice held a touch of something she couldn't quite place, "the feeling is mutual."

With those words lingering in the air, Lily continued down the corridor, a mixture of apprehension and curiosity accompanying her steps. The night's encounter with Ominis might have been unexpected and tumultuous, but it had also unveiled a layer of complexity that left her questioning everything she thought she knew about him... and perhaps about herself as well.

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Lily stepped outside. The soft rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds created a serene backdrop, a stark contrast to the turmoil within her heart. She found a quiet spot on the ground, a secluded corner where she could gather her thoughts away from prying eyes.

As she traced the intricate patterns etched into the ground with her fingertips, her thoughts inevitably drifted back to the events of their first year at Hogwarts. The misunderstanding between her and Ominis Gaunt had been a turning point, a catalyst for the rivalry that had thrived between them.

It had all begun during a Potions class. Professor Sharp had assigned Lily and Ominis as partners for a complex brewing project. Their task had been to create the Draught of Peace, a potion designed to calm the drinker's nerves and soothe their mind.

But as the class had progressed, so had their disagreement. Ominis's unwavering belief in the purity of blood and his disdain for those with Muggle heritage clashed directly with Lily's own convictions of equality and unity. Their contrasting ideologies, combined with their stubborn natures, had ignited a verbal duel that had disrupted the entire class.

Lily recalled the heated exchange of words, the accusations hurled like curses, as they argued over the potion's ingredients. Their magic had flared, spellwork intertwining with the brewing process until the cauldron they shared had erupted in a cascade of sparks and fumes, resulting in a disastrous mess that had left Professor Sharp speechless.

The incident had marked the beginning of their rivalry, cementing the notion that they were fundamentally at odds.

Lily's thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of approaching footsteps. She turned her head to see her friend, Poppy, walking towards her with a concerned expression on her face.

"Hey, Lily," Poppy said, her voice filled with genuine care. "Are you okay? I didn't expect to find you out here so early."

Lily forced a small smile, appreciating Poppy's concern. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed a bit of fresh air, you know?"

Poppy settled down next to her, her eyes searching Lily's face. "You sure? You seem a bit distant."

Lily shrugged, her gaze returning to the patterns on the ground. "Just lost in thought, I guess."

Poppy didn't seem entirely convinced, but she didn't press further. Instead, she glanced around the courtyard, taking in the tranquil scenery. "It's quite peaceful out here. Sometimes, a little solitude can help clear the mind."

Lily nodded in agreement, her fingers tracing absentminded patterns on her robe. "Yeah, you're right."

Poppy turned her attention back to Lily, her expression softening. "If you ever want to talk, you know I'm here, right?"

Lily met her friend's gaze and offered a genuine smile. "I appreciate that, Poppy. Thanks."

Poppy layed her head back agains the soft grass, mirroring Lily's position. The silence between them was companionable, the morning sun casting a warm glow over their shared corner of the courtyard.

"You know," Poppy finally spoke, her tone light, "I always find being outside so early to be quite refreshing. It's like the world is just waking up, and you get a front-row seat."

Lily found herself nodding in agreement, allowing Poppy's simple observations to help her temporarily escape the complexities of her thoughts. She appreciated the perspective her friend offered, the reminder that sometimes, it was okay to simply be in the moment.

As they sat there in silence, Lily felt a sense of serenity washing over her. The worries of yesterday and the uncertainties of tomorrow seemed to fade away, replaced by the peacefulness of the present. With her friend by her side, Lily was reminded that she wasn't alone in navigating the labyrinth of her emotions, and that sometimes, the company of a friend and the embrace of the morning sun were enough to ease the burdens of the heart.

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Later that morning, Lily and Poppy found themselves at the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall, joining the other students for breakfast. The hall was abuzz with chatter and the clinking of dishes, creating a lively atmosphere that belied the complexities of Lily's thoughts. As they ate and conversed, Lily couldn't help but sneak glances towards the Slytherin table, where Ominis Gaunt was seated beside his best friend, Sebastian Sallow.

Lily's gaze lingered for a moment on Ominis, his profile etched against the morning light. She was drawn to the enigma that he represented, the layers of his personality that had become increasingly apparent to her. She turned her attention back to her conversation with Poppy, hoping to distract herself from the tumult of her emotions.

Poppy's voice filled the air as she recounted a humorous anecdote from a recent Herbology class, her words punctuated by laughter. Lily listened with genuine interest, allowing the lightness of the moment to envelop her and temporarily ease the weight of her thoughts.

As they laughed and chatted, Lily's awareness of Ominis's presence lingered in the background. She noticed his interactions with Sebastian, the camaraderie that existed between them. It was a side of Ominis that she had rarely seen, and it added yet another layer to the complexity of his character.

Eventually, breakfast came to an end, and Lily and Poppy began to gather their belongings to head off to their respective classes. Lily's footsteps echoed in the corridor as she made her way to her next class, Herbology. Her mind was still occupied with thoughts of Ominis Gaunt and the intricate web of emotions he seemed to evoke within her. Lost in her musings, she was taken by surprise when a strong hand suddenly tugged her out of the main path and behind a set of stairs.

Startled, Lily found herself face to face with Ominis himself. His presence was unexpected, and for a moment, her heart raced as a mix of apprehension and curiosity surged within her.

"What are you doing?" Lily demanded, her voice laced with a mixture of irritation and surprise.

Ominis's expression was oddly serious, his gray eyes holding an intensity that was hard to ignore. "You dropped something last night. Thought you might want it back."

Confusion knitted Lily's brow as she struggled to comprehend his words. Then, her gaze fell to the object in his hand, and her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson.

"Are those...?" she stammered, unable to finish her sentence.

Ominis held up a small piece of fabric — a pair of ripped knickers. Embarrassment washed over Lily as she realized what she was looking at. She reached out to take them, her fingers brushing against his in the process.

"I can't believe you're handing these to me in the middle of a corridor," Lily muttered, her face burning with humiliation.

Ominis's lips quirked into a half-smile, his demeanor surprisingly unguarded. "Well, I could hardly let you go on without them."

Lily sighed, accepting the knickers from him and shoving them into her bag with as much dignity as she could muster. "Thank you, I guess."

He shrugged, his expression inscrutable. "No need to make a big deal out of it."

Silence filled the air and Lily decided to turn on her heals, to head to Herbology. But when she was about to walk away from Ominis, he grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hard. Their lips met in a hungry, fervent kiss. It was a collision of passion and pent-up emotions, a tempest that had been brewing beneath the surface for far too long. Lily's fingers tangled in Ominis's hair as his arms encircled her, holding her close as if afraid to let go.

The kiss was a torrent of sensations, a cascade of longing and connection. Their mouths moved against each other with a fierce hunger, each touch igniting a spark that seemed to consume them both. Lily could feel her heart racing in her chest, her thoughts overwhelmed by the intensity of their embrace.

Time seemed to stand still as their lips meshed and their bodies pressed together. The world around them faded into insignificance, leaving only the sensations that were shared between them. It was a battle of wills and desires, a clash of their longstanding rivalry against the undeniable attraction that had brought them to this moment. Lily's fingers clung to Ominis's shirt, her nails grazing his skin as their kiss deepened. The world around them seemed to blur, leaving only the sensations that bound them together. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, his touch sparking a fire that ignited deep within her.

As the kiss carried on, however, a sudden realization washed over Lily like a cold wave. She felt a surge of conflicting emotions within her — desire mingled with doubt, passion entwined with hesitation. But when she felt something very hard, agains her lower stomach, she stepped back, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Ominis's eyes flickered open, his own breath ragged. Lily's voice trembled as she spoke, her words heavy with a mix of regret and confusion. "This... This was a mistake."

Ominis's expression darkened with a complex blend of emotions, his features a reflection of the storm raging within him. He nodded slowly, his lips parting as if to speak, but no words emerged.

Lily turned away, her heart pounding in her chest as she began to retreat, her footsteps echoing in the corridor. The weight of her decision settled heavily on her shoulders, the realization that the moment of passion they had shared didn't erase the complexities that had defined their relationship for years.

As she walked away, a whirlwind of emotions churned within her — desire, doubt, curiosity, and the lingering taste of his kiss on her lips. The corridor seemed to stretch before her, a path that led both to her class and into the uncertain future of her connection with Ominis Gaunt.

Behind her, Ominis remained rooted to his spot, fixed on the spot where Lily had stood. The remnants of their passionate encounter lingered in the air, a tangible reminder of the uncharted territory they had entered.

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A week had come and gone since the heated kiss that Lily and Ominis shared, a clandestine encounter in a secluded corner. In the days that followed, Lily found herself ensnared by a tumultuous web of emotions, her thoughts swirling in a relentless dance between desire and uncertainty. The memory of their passionate embrace was etched into her mind, a vivid reminder of the connection she both craved and feared.

Lily's days were punctuated by avoidance, her every move calculated to minimize the possibility of crossing paths with Ominis. Hogwarts' corridors had transformed into a labyrinth of emotions, and the library had become her sanctuary, a place where she could lose herself in the pages of her books and the quiet solace of her own thoughts.

Seated by the window, her Transfiguration textbook open but her attention elsewhere, Lily's gaze wandered to the raindrops racing down the glass pane. The rhythmic sound of the rain was a soothing backdrop to the tumultuous storm brewing within her. She recognized that avoidance was a fragile shield, an inadequate defense against the tangled emotions that had woven themselves around her heart.

Her mind replayed their kiss in vivid detail, each sensation seared into her memory. As days passed, the memory seemed to grow in intensity, leaving her both exhilarated and daunted by the path she had ventured upon.

Lily's fingers traced patterns on the pages of her textbook, her thoughts a storm of unspoken questions. The enigma of Ominis Gaunt had only deepened, his presence in her thoughts unrelenting. She questioned whether their passionate kiss had been an impulsive connection born from rivalry and tension, or if it held the potential for something more profound.

The rain outside intensified, its cadence mirroring the whirlwind within her. Avoidance, she realized, was a fleeting solution that could no longer shield her from the truth. It was time to confront the complexities that bound her to Ominis, to uncover the layers that their shared encounter had unveiled.

As Lily closed her textbook and gathered her belongings, a voice interrupted her thoughts. "Lily."

Startled, Lily's head snapped up, her gaze locking onto Ominis's figure standing at the edge of the aisle. His gray eyes bore into hers, a mixture of determination and vulnerability evident in his expression.

For a moment, the air between them seemed to hold its breath. Lily's heart raced, her own vulnerability laid bare in her gaze. The rain outside seemed to echo the rhythm of their unspoken connection.

Ominis took a step closer, the distance between them narrowing. His voice was soft yet charged with emotion. "We need to talk."

Lily's throat tightened, her resolve wavering as his presence enveloped her. She nodded slowly, her voice equally soft. "Yeah, I think we do."

Lily felt a mix of trepidation and determination as she locked eyes with Ominis. The library's hushed atmosphere seemed to amplify the weight of their impending conversation. She took a deep breath, her voice steady yet tinged with a vulnerability she couldn't hide.

"Ominis, I think it's important that we talk about what happened," Lily began, her gaze unwavering.

Ominis's expression was a mix of curiosity and earnestness. "I agree. There's no denying that things have changed between us."

Lily nodded, her fingers twisting the strap of her bag nervously. "Look, I want you to know that the things we did... was a mistake."

His brows furrowed, a flicker of confusion crossing his features. "A mistake?"

Lily's heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice, but she knew she had to end this. She swallowed hard, her gaze locked on her hands. "Yes. We both got caught up in the moment, and I think it was a result of the tension between us."

Ominis's silence seemed to stretch, the weight of her words hanging heavily in the air. When he finally spoke, his voice held a mix of disappointment and resignation. "So, you regret it?"

Lily's looked up, her eyes softening. "I wouldn't say I regret it, but I think it was a moment of vulnerability. And it's best for both of us if we just forget about it and move on."

A flicker of emotion crossed Ominis's eyes, his expression a mix of unacceptance and something that Lily couldn't quite decipher. "I see."

Lily shifted uncomfortably, the heaviness of her own emotions settling around her like a shroud. "I hope you understand where I'm coming from."

Ominis nodded slowly, his gaze thoughtful. "I do." He swallowed, his voice strained as he began, "But Lily, I can't just agree with you on this."

"Ominis, please understand..."

He leaned in, his voice laced with frustration and desperation. "No, Lily. You can't just dismiss what happened between us. It meant something, and I can't pretend otherwise."

Lily's brows knitted together, a mix of confusion and frustration flickering across her features. "But it's not that simple. We come from different worlds, and our history..."

Ominis's jaw clenched, his voice edged with anguish. "Our history doesn't define us entirely. We can't ignore what's here, what we felt."

A torrent of emotions swirled within Lily, her defenses warring with the emotions she had kept locked away. "You're not grasping the bigger picture, Ominis. A relationship between us would be a disaster, a collision of complications."

He reached across for her hand, his fingers brushing against hers in an agonizing plea. The touch was a bittersweet reminder of the connection he couldn't deny. "Maybe we don't need to fit into neat categories. Maybe we can find something without the weight of definitions."

Lily's voice trembled, her vulnerability exposed. "What are you suggesting?"

Ominis leaned in, his breath mingling with hers as he whispered, "What if we allowed ourselves to experience whatever this is, without trying to label it? What if we embraced the chaos?"

Her heart raced, her thoughts a tempest of emotions. "You're proposing a no-strings arrangement?"

He pulled back slightly, his gaze intense and anguished. "Yes. An arrangement where we acknowledge what's between us without trying to mold it into something it's not."

The rain outside beat against the windows, a somber reflection of the turmoil within Lily. She looked at Ominis, the uncertainty in her eyes mirrored by his own. And in that moment, as the silence of the library enveloped them, she realized that maybe there was a sliver of truth in his proposition. Maybe they could find a space where their rivalry and the complicated threads of their connection could coexist.

As she considered his proposal, her hand trembled beneath his touch, her fingers brushing against his. With a heavy exhale, she met his gaze and nodded, her voice a fragile whisper. "Alright."

A mixture of relief and heartache flickered across his face, his grip on her hand tightening, as he leaned in. He moved closer, and Lily felt her heart beating faster and faster as his lips met hers. His hands moved over her body, exploring every inch of her in a way that made her breath catch.

He kissed her harder and Lily yielded to him, losing herself in the moment and in the desire that was building between them.

Lily couldn't help but shiver as she felt the sensations overwhelm her. Ominis' body was so warm and inviting, it was hard to keep her hands off of him. She took his hands in hers and guided them up her body, teasing as the sensation reached new heights. She felt his fingers wandering over her curves as if searching for something mysterious and beautiful. She felt his mouth eagerly kissing her neck and knew there was no turning back.

After, what seemed too short of a time, Lily nervously glanced around the library. There was no one near them, but she suddenly felt exposed being in such a public place. Ominis faced her, his gaze sending a shiver down her spine. She knew that look; he wanted her. She smiled and grabbed his hand, leading him out of the library. Once away from the hustle of the library, Lily found a more private area and tugged Ominis in eagerly. She pushed him against the wall, of the nearest broom closet, and he laughed as she kissed a path down his neck and chest. Lily wanted to take it all in, savoring every moment with him.

"Really, Smidt, a closet?" he asked, with a chuckle.

But before she could answer, Ominis trailed down her neck, nipping and kissing, as he moved further south. His hands slipped up her body until they found her breasts, gently caressing them as he shimmied her dress off her shoulders. Her breath came in a shallow gasp as her head dropped back in pleasure. He continued to explore her body with his lips and hands, delicately teasing her until she was sighing softly beneath his touch.

Finally, Ominis moved so he was kneeling in front of Lily. She looked down at him, eyes wide with anticipation. Moving slowly, Ominis opened his mouth against her inner thigh, gently teasing her with the tip of his tongue. He felt her shudder as his tongue moved higher, tracing the seam of her center. His hands moved to her hips as he carefully explored her body with every stroke of his tongue.

Lily pressed her head back against the wall, biting her lip to hold back a moan. He felt her body beginning to quiver, as if it knew what was coming next. He had barely grazed the tip of her pleasure with his tongue when she gasped out a plea.

He smiled against her, bringing his hands back to her hips as his mouth opened around her clit. His tongue expertly played around her sensitive pleasure center as she threw her head back and rocked her hips against him. But before she would reach her climax, Ominis got up, and pushed her very gently against the wall of the closet. His breath was hot on her neck as he whispered in her ear, “Are you ready to take it from behind?”

Lily shivered as she nodded her head, her heart now pounding faster and faster. His hands found their way to her hips, and he began to position her on all fours.

He moved closer to Lily as his hands slid down her body, teasing her as he went. Ominis let out a low growl as he pressed against her, feeling her heat against him.

“Yes,” Lily moaned as Ominis began to slide himself in, inch by inch. He was gentle yet firm as he started to thrust, pushing himself farther and farther inside her.

"Your pussy is so tight!" he said, his breath hot on her neck. "Oh, come on darling, let me hear you scream,”
Lily complied and cried out as Ominis continued to push himself deeper into her. She felt her entire body trembling with pleasure as he moved faster and faster. He then pulled her hair roughly and using his hands to drive her higher and higher. His breathing grew heavy and her body responded in kind, meeting every thrust and caress as his intensity increased.

Ominis smiled against her shoulder and then kissed her hungrily, teasing her with his tongue as he whispered, "I want to make you come, Lily."

The words were like an electric shock to her senses, and Lily gasped, feeling her entire body shudder with pleasure.

"Please," she begged, her voice trembling with desire.

Groaning in response, Ominis moved his hands to her more intimate areas, exploring her body and making her moan and scream as she felt her orgasm build.
The dirtiness of their conversation only heightened her pleasure, and Lily soon found herself spiraling into a blissful, intense climax.

When she finally came back to reality, a satisfied smile was spread across her lips. Ominis, still inside her, breathed against her neck, whispering something, in which Lily not really could make out.

It almost sounded like, he was whispering:

"You are mine."

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The autumn moon hung low in the sky, casting a dim glow over the grounds of Hogwarts as Lily made her way to their meeting spot for tonight, beneath the ancient oak tree, far away from prying eyes. They had been secretly meeting for over a month now. Not every day, but their meetings had been more frequently than before. Nervous energy buzzed beneath her skin, and her heart raced as she approached Ominis. His presence was a blend of anticipation and guarded detachment, and the moonlight seemed to shroud him in an aura of mystery.

"Hey," Lily's voice was barely above a whisper, her words a tentative greeting in the stillness.

Ominis turned his head towards her, his eyes almost meeting hers, with a blend of recognition and restraint. "Lily."

Their secret rendezvous had evolved into a delicate dance of unspoken understanding, each meeting fraught with unspoken emotions. As they settled onto the blanket beneath the tree, an electric tension enveloped them, like a force that pulsed just beneath the surface.

Lily's fingers fiddled with the edge of her scarf, a tangible sign of her unease. Each encounter was a high-stakes gamble, a risky endeavor that seemed to skirt the edges of forbidden territory.

She hesitated before speaking, her voice a soft murmur that hung between them like a fragile thread. "It's a clear night."

Ominis's gaze shifted to the moonlit sky, her thoughts a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. "Yes, I guess it is."

The weight of their unspoken connection held them in a delicate balance, like a scale tipped precariously in both directions. Ominis's fingers then brushed against hers, the contact sending a jolt of awareness through her veins, a reminder of the desire that had brought them here.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a hesitant kiss. It was a careful exploration, a mingling of curiosity and restraint that reflected the boundaries they had set for themselves.

Ominis inched closer, his hand cupping her cheek, his touch warm and electric against her skin. Their lips met in a more fervent kiss this time, a mixture of desire and uncertainty that mirrored the complexity of their arrangement.

Lily's heart raced as the kiss deepened, each moment a silent testament to the unspoken connection they shared. The night seemed to amplify their emotions, the surroundings fading into obscurity as they were consumed by the energy between them.

Ominis lightly kissed her neck as he reached her legs and carefully caressed her thigh. His other hand explored her abdomen, feeling her skin quivering beneath his fingertips. Soon, his hand reached even lower, tenderly toying with her soft, warm, tender flesh.

With a teasing look in his eyes, Ominis trailed his way up to his intended destination, gently pushing his fingers inside. Her tightness filled his hand, and he could hear her gasp with pleasure. He moved his probing digits at an increasingly frenzied pace, feeling the wetness growing around him.

By now Lily was getting close to her peak and Ominis knew it. His mouth descended to her sensitive buds, licking and sucking them with delight. He freed his hand and used his fingers to slowly massage her most erogenous areas with persistence, causing her body to arch uncontrollably and her breath to quiver with pleasure. Soon, she could resist no more and let out a soft scream of ecstasy, trembling wildly in his arms as waves of pleasure flooded her being.

Lily leaned over and wrapped her hand around Ominis's length, in which he had just released from his pants, softly stroking and caressing him. As her fingers moved in circles around the tip, Ominis moaned in pleasure. She licked from the base upwards, teasing and tantalizing his member. When she eventually reached the tip, Ominis let out a sigh of pleasure.

Lily took Ominis's member in her mouth, her tongue exploring the girth as she sucked and licked. As Ominis's pleasure increased Lily deepened her movements, her lips sliding up and down his shaft. Ominis's moans grew louder with each thrust, as Lily felt her own pleasure rising.

Eventually Ominis let out a deep primal cry, his body shaking as the orgasm swept over him. As the pleasure retreated, Lily slowly released his member from her mouth, swallowing the thick cum, she had just received from Ominis', still hard, cock.

When they finally pulled away, the moon's glow seemed to intensify, casting an almost surreal light on their intertwined forms.

Ominis's fingers traced patterns along her arm, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. "You know," Lily began, her voice softer than the rustling leaves around them, "I've always been drawn to the stars. They seem so distant, yet their light reaches us, even after years."

Ominis turned his head towards her, his gaze intent as he listened to her words. "Stars have a way of reminding us of the vastness of the universe."

A wistful smile graced Lily's lips. "I used to imagine that each star held a story, a piece of someone's life. It made the night sky feel like a tapestry of hidden tales."

Ominis studied her words, his eyes holding a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. "And what stories do you think our stars hold?"

Lily's laughter was soft and genuine, a sound that seemed to break down the walls they had constructed. "Maybe they're tales of forbidden encounters, of secrets shared beneath the moon's watchful eye."
The moonlight painted them in shades of silver and shadow, as they were tangled in each others arms. Niether of them said more and a few moments later, Ominis heard soft snores, comming from Lily. He smiled to himself, touched her cheek, nose and mouth, before laying beside her. Eyes closed and with a faint smile on his lips.

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The night held them in its quiet embrace as Lily and Ominis awoke, their limbs still entwined beneath the ancient oak tree. The moon's soft glow illuminated their forms, casting a silvery hue over the world around them. As they stirred, their eyes met, a shared awareness passing between them in the dim light.

"We should probably head back," Ominis's voice was low, the words carrying a mixture of reluctance and necessity.

Lily nodded, a blend of lingering warmth and the chill of the night air settling over her skin. "Yeah, you're right."

Untangling themselves with a careful grace, they rose from the blanket, their movements synchronized as if they had become attuned to each other's rhythms.

As they walked side by side, the silence was companionable, filled with the lingering echoes of the night they had shared. The moonlit path guided them towards their respective common rooms, each step a reminder of the world they were about to re-enter.

"It's getting close to curfew," Lily's words held a touch of amusement as she glanced towards the sky.

Ominis chuckled softly, the sound a fleeting glimpse of the side he rarely showed. "We wouldn't want to get caught out after hours."

They reached a fork in the path, and for a moment, they stood there, the unspoken desire to prolong their time together hanging in the air.

Lily met Ominis's gaze, her eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions that mirrored his own. "Thank you for tonight," she whispered, her voice carrying the weight of their shared moments.

Ominis nodded, a trace of a smile tugging at his lips. "Thank you."

With a final lingering look, they went their separate ways, each step a countdown to the inevitable return to their normal lives within Hogwarts.

As Lily reached her common room, the memory of their night together lingered in the back of her mind, a mixture of emotions that defied easy classification. She climbed into her bed, the feeling of Ominis's touch still tingling on her skin.

Ominis, too, settled into his own bed, his thoughts consumed by the enigmatic connection they shared. The night's encounters had evolved beyond their initial intentions, and while the boundaries remained, they were becoming increasingly blurred.

Lying in the stillness of his dorm room, Ominis faced the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. Moonlight filtered through the window, casting a soft glow on the surroundings. Just as he was on the verge of drifting into a contemplative state, the door swung open, and the sound of Sebastian's footsteps entered the room.

"Hey, Ominis," Sebastian's voice broke the silence, carrying a hint of curiosity.

Ominis turned his head to acknowledge his friend, feeling a slight flush warm his cheeks. "Hey, Sebastian. You're back."

Sebastian settled onto his bed, his gaze focused on Ominis. "Yeah, I've just been out and about. I noticed you weren't here when I got back. Out shagging a girl, were you?"

Ominis's cheeks reddened further at the blunt question, his heart quickening slightly. "No, not really. Just went for a walk."

Sebastian's eyebrow quirked up, his grin playful. "A walk, huh? Must have been quite the walk to make you blush like that."

Ominis cleared his throat, his embarrassment evident. "It was nothing like that. Just needed some air."

Sebastian's chuckle filled the room. "Alright, alright. I won't pry."

As Sebastian's voice settled into a more casual tone, Ominis let out a relieved breath. The conversation shifted, moving onto other topics, and eventually, Sebastian's breathing became steady as he drifted into sleep. Before falling asleep himself, Ominis' thoughts drifted beack to a certain Hufflepuff, with the sweetest voice and softes touch.

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Lily woke up to the early morning light filtering through the curtains, her stomach still churning with discomfort. She sat up, hoping the queasy feeling would fade, but it lingered stubbornly. The dorm room door opened, and Poppy entered, concern etched on her face.

"Hey, Lily. You're up early. Are you feeling okay?" Poppy asked, her voice filled with worry.

Lily managed a weak smile, though her pale complexion gave her away. "I'm not sure, Poppy. I've been feeling really sick."

Poppy moved closer, her brow furrowed in concern. "Oh no, that's not good. Is it something you ate?"

Lily nodded, clutching her stomach. "I thought so at first, but it's not getting better."

Poppy's worry deepened. "Maybe we should go to the hospital wing. The nurse there can help."

Lily hesitated, uncertain about seeking medical attention. "I don't know, Poppy. Maybe it will pass."

Poppy's concern remained resolute. "Lily, you shouldn't ignore this. Let's at least go get checked out."

With Poppy's support, Lily got out of bed, her legs feeling shaky as they walked to the hospital wing. The nurse assessed her symptoms and asked questions about her discomfort, while Poppy went back to the common room.

After the examination, the nurse looked pensive, her eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. She cleared her throat, her voice wavering slightly. "Lily, there's something I need to discuss with you."

Lily's heart raced at the nurse's tone, her unease growing. "What is it?"

The nurse hesitated, her gaze shifting to the floor. "Well, your symptoms... they could indicate something beyond just an illness."

Lily's confusion deepened, her mind racing to grasp what the nurse was implying. "What do you mean?"

The nurse looked up, her expression a mixture of nervousness and concern. "Lily, I... I think it might be best if we take a... another test on you."

Lily's eyes widened in shock, her thoughts a jumble of emotions. Another test? What for? She wasn't sick, she was just told so.

The nurses voice was softer now, her concern evident. "I know this might be overwhelming, but it's important to know for sure. It would be best for you to take a pregnancy test"

Lily's heart pounded as she tried to process the nurse's words. The enigmatic connection she shared with Ominis suddenly took on new dimensions as she grappled with the possibility of what might lie ahead.

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Lily walked back to her dorm room, her mind in turmoil after her conversation with the school nurse. The word "pregnancy" echoed in her thoughts, and she struggled to process the overwhelming news. Her steps were heavy as she entered the room, finding Poppy just returning from her first classes of the day.

"Hey, Lily, how did it go?" Poppy asked, concern lacing her voice.

Lily's gaze met Poppy's, her expression distant and vacant. For a moment, she seemed lost in her thoughts, as if the weight of the news still hung heavily on her shoulders.

Poppy's concern deepened as she noticed Lily's blank look. "Lily? What did the nurse say?"

Lily blinked, slowly bringing herself back to the present moment. She took a deep breath, her voice soft and distant. "The nurse... she thought that I might be pregnant. She ran a few test and... she was right. I am pregnant."

Poppy's eyes widened in surprise, shock flashing across her face. "Pregnant? Lily, are you serious?"

Lily nodded slowly, her mind replaying her conversation with the nurse. She sank onto her bed, feeling a mixture of fear, uncertainty, and a sense of being overwhelmed.

Poppy sat down beside her, her voice gentle. "Lily, you're okay, right? What are you thinking?"

Lily's gaze was distant as she began to speak, her words distant and almost dream-like. "I... I don't even know, Poppy. It's like my mind is a whirlwind. Everything is just... I can't wrap my head around it."

But as she spoke, a vivid flashback overtook her, transporting her back to the hospital wing. She was facing the nurse, her disbelief evident.

"I can't believe this," Lily said, her voice tinged with panic. "I've always been careful. I've used potions and protection."

The nurse's expression was kind but serious. "Sometimes, even with precautions, things can happen."

Lily's mind raced, and suddenly another memory resurfaced. A party at the beginning of the school year – a night she had mostly blurred out due to the drinks and the revelry. Flashes of laughter, dancing, and Ominis's presence flickered in her mind. And then, the realization hit her like a tidal wave – a night of reckless decisions and potential consequences.

Her voice trembled as the flashback played out in her mind. "The party... at the beginning of the year. I was... we were both... I wasn't thinking straight."

Poppy's concerned voice brought Lily back to the present. "Lily, are you okay?"

Lily's breath was shaky as she looked at Poppy, the weight of her situation sinking in. "I think... I think I might know when this happened."

Poppy's brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

Lily's voice was a mixture of worry and realization. "The night of the party, Poppy. I think I might have been too drunk to even think about using protection. And Ominis..."

Poppy's brow furrowed in confusion as she looked at Lily, her concern evident. "Lily, I'm not following. What does Ominis Gaunt have to do with all of this?"

Lily took a deep breath, her voice shaky as she shared the truth. "Poppy, that night – the night of the party at the beginning of the school year – Ominis and I... we were together."

Poppy's eyes widened in surprise, her shock mirrored in her voice. "Wait, you and Ominis? You mean... You had sex!"

Lily nodded, her gaze dropping to her hands as guilt and regret welled up within her. "Yeah, we were both really drunk. I... I don't remember much, but I know that much happened."

Poppy sat in stunned silence for a moment, clearly processing this new information. Then, she looked at Lily with a mixture of concern and understanding. "Lily, I know this is a lot to take in, but you need to talk to him."

Lily's heart raced at the idea, a whirlwind of emotions churning within her. "I don't even know how to approach him, Poppy. Our... relationship is so complicated."

Poppy's voice was firm but supportive. "Lily.... You two need to talk about what happened that night. And what is going on now"

Poppy's words hung in the air, urging Lily to face the truth and confront Ominis about what had happened. But as much as Lily appreciated her friend's concern and support, a wave of fear and uncertainty washed over her.

"Poppy, I... I can't," Lily admitted, her voice trembling with emotion.

Poppy's brow furrowed in concern. "Lily, you can't just keep this to yourself. You both need to know what's going on."

Lily's eyes welled up with tears, her heart heavy with a mixture of guilt and apprehension. "You don't understand, Poppy. Ominis is from a pureblood family, and I'm a muggle-born. Our worlds are so different. I can't just drag him into this situation."

Poppy's expression softened, her understanding evident. "I know it's complicated, Lily. But this is about more than just your backgrounds. It's about facing the truth and making the best decision for yourself. And, well, it's not just your fault. There is two to tango, if you know what I mean."

Lily shook her head, her voice a whisper. "His family would never accept this. I won't let this ruin his life."

Poppy's concern deepened, and she reached out to hold Lily's hand. "Lily, I understand your worries, but keeping this from him isn't fair either. He deserves to know."

Tears streamed down Lily's cheeks as she grappled with the weight of her decision. "I know, but I can't, Poppy. I can't."

Poppy's grip on Lily's hand tightened, her support unwavering. "Whatever you decide, just remember that you don't have to go through this alone. I'll be here for you, no matter what."

Lily nodded, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. In that moment, she felt a mixture of gratitude for her friend's support and the weight of the choices she was facing. The bond she shared with Ominis had suddenly become even more complex.

"I think I know, what I need to do..."

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Ominis's concern had grown throughout the day as he realized that he hadn't seen Lily anywhere. She had been conspicuously absent from all their classes, and the worry in his mind had escalated. He knew that their interactions had been tense and complicated, but he couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling that something might be seriously wrong.

After searching for Lily in various places on his own, Ominis finally decided to approach Poppy, albeit with a sense of nervousness. He hadn't really interacted with her before, and his heart raced as he made his way to where she was studying.

"Excuse me, Sweeting," Ominis began, his tone cautious but concerned.

Poppy looked up from her books, surprise registering on her face as Ominis addressed her. She wasn't accustomed to such interactions with him. "Yes, can I help you?"

Ominis hesitated, his fingers tapping nervously against his leg. "I've been looking for Lily all day, and I can't find her anywhere. Do you... do you know where she is?"

Poppy's gaze flickered, her expression a mix of concern and guardedness. She knew about Lily's situation but had no promises to keep regarding her friend's whereabouts.

"Ominis, I can tell you that Lily left Hogwarts," Poppy replied, her voice gentle but straightforward. "She won't be coming back."

Ominis's eyes widened in surprise, his concern deepening. "Left? Why? What happened?"

Poppy sighed softly, her gaze sympathetic as she met his eyes. "I'm sorry, Ominis, but that's all I can tell you. Lily's situation is complicated, and it's best if you respect her privacy."

Ominis's frustration simmered beneath the surface, and he took a deep breath to steady himself. "Please, Sweeting, I understand you want to protect her privacy, but can you at least tell me where she's at?"

Poppy hesitated for a moment before nodding. "She's at her home in London, with her parents. But that's all I can say, Ominis."

"Okay... Thank you." and with that, Ominis turned around.

As Ominis walked away, his mind was consumed with worry and questions about Lily's sudden departure. He couldn't shake the feeling that something serious had happened, and he wished there was more he could do to help.

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Ominis's mind was a whirlwind of emotions as he left his conversation with Poppy. The news of Lily's departure had left him uneasy, and he felt an overwhelming need to reach out to her. He walked back to the Slytherin common room, a determined look in his eyes as he spotted Sebastian engrossed in a book by the fireplace.

Sebastian looked up as Ominis approached, his expression curious. "Hey, Ominis. What's on your mind?"

Ominis took a deep breath, his voice carrying a hint of hesitancy. "Sebastian, I need your help with something."

Sebastian closed his book and raised an eyebrow in intrigue. "Help? With what?"

Ominis hesitated for a moment before speaking, his words measured. "It's about Lily Smidt. She's... she's left Hogwarts, and I don't know why or where she's gone."

Sebastian's brows furrowed in surprise and concern. "Lily? Really? But why would she leave?"

Ominis's shoulders tensed, his concern palpable. "I'm not sure, and she wouldn't tell Poppy much. But I need to make sure she's okay. I want to send her an owl, just to check in."

Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly, his curiosity growing. "Ominis, forgive me for prying, but why the sudden concern about Ms. Smidt?"

Ominis's gaze shifted, his thoughts momentarily conflicted. He had always kept his feelings guarded, and he wasn't sure how much he should reveal to Sebastian. "It's... complicated. I just want to make sure she's alright."

Sebastian studied Ominis's expression for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright, I understand. Do you know where she's at?"

Ominis nodded, his gaze focused. "Poppy mentioned she's at her parents' home, in London. I don't have the exact address, though."

Sebastian stood up, his curiosity still evident. "Give me a moment. I might have some connections who can help."

As Sebastian left to make inquiries, Ominis's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. He knew that his feelings for Lily were tangled and confusing, but he couldn't ignore the genuine concern he felt for her well-being. He hoped that reaching out would offer some semblance of comfort, even if he had to keep his intentions hidden from Lily herself.

When Sebastian returned with the information, Ominis felt a mixture of gratitude and anxiety. The two of them sat down by the fire, composing a letter that balanced genuine worry with the respect for Lily's privacy. As Ominis penned his words, he was acutely aware of the complexities of their connection, and he hoped that his message would convey his concern without overstepping any boundaries.

Once the letter was complete, Ominis sighed softly, his gaze fixed on the parchment. "Thanks, Sebastian. I appreciate your help."

Sebastian patted Ominis's back with a reassuring smile. "No problem, my old friend."

As Ominis sent the owl on its way, he couldn't shake the mixture of hope and uncertainty that tugged at his heart.

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Days turned into a seemingly endless stretch of time, and Ominis's worry only deepened. Despite his efforts to reach out to Lily with letters, each day passed without a response. The absence of any word from her weighed heavily on his mind, creating a persistent ache in his chest that refused to subside.

As he sat alone in the Slytherin common room, his thoughts consumed by the uncertainty surrounding Lily's whereabouts and well-being, Ominis felt a distinct tug in his chest, a physical manifestation of the turmoil he was experiencing. He reread his latest letter to her, his eyes tracing over each carefully penned word. He had tried to convey his concern and hope for her safety, even if he couldn't fully articulate the depth of his feelings.

The fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows on the walls, and Ominis's mind wandered through a labyrinth of thoughts. He had never expected their connection to become such a complex and integral part of his life. Despite the differences that had driven them apart, he couldn't ignore the truth that their lives were inexplicably intertwined.

Each unanswered letter seemed to echo the distance that had grown between them, and Ominis found himself caught between the desire to respect Lily's privacy and the overwhelming urge to know that she was alright. The conflicting emotions that had always simmered beneath the surface were now more pronounced than ever.

He was longing for her touch, her moans, and her very soft laughter.

He needed to find her.

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A few weeks had passed since Lily's departure from Hogwarts, and she found herself sitting in her childhood room at her parents' house in London. The room that once felt so familiar now held an air of uncertainty that mirrored the turmoil in her heart. The stack of letters from Ominis sat untouched on her desk, a visible reminder of the connection she had tried to leave behind.

Lily's fingers fidgeted nervously as she stared at the sealed envelopes. She had received Ominis's letters, yet, despite his attempts to reach out, she couldn't bring herself to open them. The fear of facing him, of confronting the tangled web of emotions that had grown between them, had kept her from breaking the seal.

The memory of their last encounter haunted her thoughts, the tender moments they had shared contrasting with the uncertainty of their present situation. Lily had left Hogwarts in an attempt to shield herself from the complicated feelings that had arisen between them, but she couldn't deny the profound impact Ominis had on her. The knowledge that he cared enough to write to her only deepened the conflict within her heart.

Sighing softly, Lily picked up one of the letters, turning it over in her hands. She knew she couldn't avoid this forever, that she had to face the reality of her emotions and the connection that refused to be severed. With trembling fingers, she carefully broke the seal and unfolded the parchment.

But before her eyes could scan the words, a surge of fear gripped her, and she quickly folded the letter back up. The uncertainty of what she might find within, the potential for her own emotions to unravel, was too overwhelming. She placed the letter back with the others, her heart pounding with a mixture of longing and trepidation.

Lily's days had been filled with tears and uncertainty, each moment fraught with the weight of her decisions and the consequences that loomed ahead. Her muggle parents were struggling to come to terms with the news of her pregnancy, grappling with the reality that she was expecting a child at her age and while still in school. The revelation had rocked their world, and the subsequent weeks had been a blend of emotions and difficult conversations.

Her father's initial anger had been a sharp and stinging blow, his disappointment ringing in her ears as he struggled to understand how things had come to this. The echoes of his voice still haunted her, a reminder of the disappointment she felt she had caused. Her mother, on the other hand, had approached the situation with a mixture of understanding and concern. Their conversations had been quieter, more tender, as Lily's mother tried to offer support in the midst of the chaos.

Just as Lily's gaze drifted toward the stack of letters once again, her bedroom door creaked open. Her mother stepped in, a soft smile on her lips as she looked at her daughter. "Lily, dinner is ready."

Lily turned her attention to her mother, the unopened letters temporarily forgotten. Her mother's presence offered a brief respite from the storm within her, a moment of comfort in the midst of uncertainty. She managed a small smile in return, her eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions.

"Thank you, Mom," Lily replied, her voice carrying a hint of gratitude.

Her mother approached, her arms opening for an embrace. Lily stood up and hugged her tightly, finding solace in the warmth of the gesture. There was a unspoken understanding between them, a bond that transcended words.

"You've been quiet lately," her mother murmured softly, her voice filled with concern.

Lily pulled back slightly, meeting her mother's gaze. "It's just... a lot to process."

Her mother nodded, her expression empathetic. "I know, sweetheart. But you don't have to face everything alone. We're here for you, always."

Tears pricked at the corners of Lily's eyes, the weight of her emotions threatening to spill over. She nodded, her voice soft. "I know, Mom. Thank you."

Her mother's smile was reassuring as she cupped Lily's cheek. "Whenever you're ready to talk, I'm here. But for now, let's go have dinner."

Lily wiped away a tear, her heart a mix of emotions she couldn't quite put into words. She nodded again, taking a deep breath to steady herself. The unopened letters remained on her desk, a reminder of the challenges she still had to face. But in this moment, in her mother's embrace, she felt a sense of comfort and support that she couldn't ignore.

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Back at Hogwarts, the weight of Lily's absence bore heavily on Ominis's shoulders. His usually focused demeanor had become scattered, his thoughts often drifting to Lily and the uncertainty of their connection.

In class, Ominis found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. His mind would wander, his thoughts lingering on Lily's face and the moments they had shared. He felt a constant tug in his chest, an ache that mirrored the confusion he was feeling. The bond that had formed between them was undeniable, and it was becoming increasingly clear to Ominis that it couldn't be easily ignored.

One evening, as Ominis sat by the window in the Slytherin common room, Sebastian joined him, sensing his inner turmoil. "You seem preoccupied, Ominis. Everything alright?"

Ominis sighed, his gaze distant. "I can't shake the feeling that something's off. Lily's absence is weighing on me."

Sebastian regarded him thoughtfully. "Maybe a visit or finding out how she's doing could ease your worries?"

Ominis hesitated, uncertainty evident in his eyes. "I don't know if that's the right move. What if she doesn't want to see me?"

Sebastian offered a supportive smile. "Sometimes, taking a step, even if it's uncertain, can offer clarity. And if you genuinely care about her, she might appreciate the effort."

Ominis let out a heavy sigh and did not say anything in return.

"Look, I don't know what has happen between the two of you. You have been veeeery secretive about it, but if it make you this missable, then I think you should talk to her." 

With that Ominis hid his face in his hands. "Sebastian... I - we..." his ears and cheeks reddened. "We have been together. As in... an intimate way."

At first Sebastian just stood there. Then his eyes weirdned. And then a huge smirk showed on hin face. "Ominis Gaunt. Are you telling me, that you shagged? As in, YOU have fucked a girl?"

"SHHHH!" This was too much for Ominis.

"No. I won't shhh. This is HUGE! Why didn't you tell me anything? For how long have you been doing her? I hope it hasn't been going on for years, whitout you telling me anything, becau-"

"SHUT UP, SEBASTIAN!" Ominis yelled and turned to go back to their dorm room. 

Sebastian just stood there. Processing it all. He smiled. That's why his dear friend had been like that. 

He was in love.

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Lily was in her room at her parents' house, the days stretching before her in a haze of uncertainty. The distant memories of Hogwarts and her friends felt like lifetimes ago. When a soft tapping on her bedroom window caught her attention, she turned her gaze, her heart suddenly pounding with a mixture of curiosity and hope.

There, on the windowsill, perched a familiar owl with a letter attached to its leg. Lily's breath caught as she recognized the owl as belonging to Poppy. Could it be? Could there be news from her friends, a connection to the world she had left behind? The possibilities danced before her, and with a quickened pulse, she hurried to open the window.

The owl hopped onto her windowsill, its bright eyes fixed on Lily as if it understood the importance of its mission. Lily extended her arm, and the owl obligingly hopped onto it, extending a leg for her to retrieve the letter.

Lily's fingers trembled slightly as she untied the letter, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her. She carefully unfolded the parchment, her eyes scanning the familiar handwriting with a sense of anticipation.

Dear Lily,

I hope this letter reaches you and finds you well. The halls of Hogwarts feel strangely empty without your presence. How have you been holding up? I know our communication has been limited, but I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what.

Now, let me fill you in on something interesting. Ominis has been acting rather peculiar lately. It's like he's constantly lost in thought, and I can't help but feel that you're at the forefront of his mind. He's been discreetly asking about you, inquiring if anyone's heard from you. I can tell there's a genuine concern in his eyes, even though he hasn't said much. Of course, I didn't pry for more information, wanting to respect your privacy and his.

And here's the surprise – Sebastian Sallow, of all people, also brought up your name. It's as if everyone is wondering about your whereabouts. But don't worry, I've been keeping our conversations just between us. Your secrets are safe with me.

Lily, I want you to know that you're dearly missed. Hogwarts is just not the same without your laughter and your presence. I truly hope you're finding the strength you need and that you're leaning on the support available to you.

When you're ready to talk, know that I'm here to listen, without judgment. And if there's anything you need – whether it's a friendly chat or a distraction from everything – please don't hesitate to reach out. Remember, you have friends who care about you deeply.

Wishing you strength and comfort,

Poppy

As the words unfolded before her, Lily's heart seemed to lighten. Poppy's warm and caring words bridged the gap between Hogwarts and her current reality, reminding her that she was not alone. The mention of Ominis's inquiries tugged at a chord of emotions within her, a mix of surprise and a flutter of something she couldn't quite put into words.
She needed to write back to Poppy.

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Ominis moved between Lily's legs, enjoying the sensation of her warm, salty skin. He felt his cock twitch against her. His breathing became heavy with desire.

Lily moaned in response to his touch, her own body alight with pleasure.

"Oh yeah, Ominis," she breathed. "That feels so good."

He nibbled on the sensitive spot just below her ear. "You like that?"

"Mmhmm," she mumbled in agreement.

"Tell me how good it feels," he whispered against her neck.

"It feels amazing," she said. "Your cock feels so good inside me."

Ominis grinned. He loved how this sweet, sweet Hufflepuff was never afraid to talk dirty to him. He thrust into her harder, his movements now urgent with need.

"I love it when you talk like that," he said, his voice low and full of desire.

Lily gasped as his thrusts quickened, reaching new heights of pleasure with every push.

"Oh God, Ominis," she cried out. "I'm coming."

"I'm... Ominis"

"Ominis."

"OMINIS!"

"Ominis," came the voice again, slightly urgent, as if the owner of the voice needed his attention. Ominis turned his head towards the source, finding Sebastian standing beside his bed, concern etched into his features.

"Sebastian?" Ominis muttered, his voice thick with the remnants of sleep. He blinked a few times, his mind clearing as he looked at his friend. "What's going on?"

Sebastian's expression softened, his concern evident. "I think you were having a nightmare of a sort. You were muttering something in your sleep, and then came the screams and moans."

Ominis took a deep breath, his mind racing as he tried to piece together the fragments of his dream. The urgency of the dream's message resonated within him, pushing him to take action. He turned to Sebastian, a determined look in his eyes.

"Sebastian, I think I know what I have to do," Ominis said, his voice steady despite the lingering unease from the dream.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, curiosity and concern mixing in his gaze. "What do you mean?"

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The living room felt stifling as Lily paced its length, her fingers unconsciously tracing the curve of her slightly rounded stomach. The past weeks had been a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions, a constant battle between fear, uncertainty, and the isolation she had sought in the confines of her childhood home. The walls seemed to close in around her, suffocating her with the weight of her choices and the consequences that followed.

The abrupt jingle of the doorbell echoed through the house, jolting her out of her thoughts. Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze in place, her hand still resting protectively over her stomach. The doorbell's insistent chime echoed again, each ring like a relentless reminder of the outside world she had been trying to avoid.

Forcing herself to move, Lily approached the door with a mixture of dread and curiosity, her heart pounding in her chest. The door creaked open, revealing the one and only Ominis Gaunt standing on the threshold. His presence was a shock to her senses, the memories and emotions associated with him flooding back with a vengeance.

"Hi, Lily," 

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Lily's mind raced as she stood at the door, face to face with Ominis Gaunt. She had expected a peaceful evening at home, where she could bury her worries and concerns deep within herself. Ominis's unexpected appearance had shattered that fragile illusion.

Her voice eluded her for a moment, words failing to form as she grappled with the complex emotions surging within her. Finally, she managed to utter, "Ominis," her voice betraying her uncertainty.

He followed her inside, and she led him to the living room. She couldn't help but be thankful for his blindness, a cruel twist of fate that hid her baby bump from him. As they settled in the dimly lit living room, she discreetly adjusted her clothing, trying to ensure that her secret remained hidden.

Ominis's presence in her home felt like a breach of the carefully constructed walls she had built around her heart. She had tried to distance herself from him, to protect herself from the inevitable pain their connection would bring, but it seemed fate had other plans.

Lily's thoughts raced as she tried to make sense of the situation. She glanced at Ominis, his unseeing eyes seemingly fixed on her, his expression a mixture of concern and curiosity. It was a strange twist of fate that his blindness, which had once seemed like such a burden, now shielded her from the truth.

She knew she couldn't keep her secret hidden forever, but for now, in this moment, she clung to the semblance of control she had left.

Ominis then broke the silence, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "I've been worried, Lily. The letters I sent... there was no response. I needed to see for myself that you're all right."

Lily bit her lip, struggling to find the right words. "I... I appreciate your concern, Ominis. But why would you care?" Her voice carried a hint of vulnerability.

Ominis shifted in his seat, his tone sincere. "Because, despite everything, I can't shake the feeling that your well-being matters to me."

Lily's heart raced, a swirl of emotions and memories threatening to overwhelm her. She glanced down at her stomach, a silent promise to protect the life growing within her, before meeting Ominis's gaze again. "You shouldn't be here."

His voice wavered slightly as he responded, his vulnerability laid bare. "I know, but I couldn't stay away."

They sat in the quiet living room, a weighty silence hanging between them, filled with unspoken questions and the complexity of their shared history. The dim light cast soft shadows on their faces, highlighting the emotions that danced in their eyes.

"This... whatever it was between us," Lily whispered, her voice strained, "it was a mistake. We're just going to hurt each other more." It hurt her to say those words to him, but she knew it was the right thing to do. 

Ominis's brow furrowed as he processed Lily's words. Her assertion that their connection was a mistake struck a nerve, and his eyes darkened with a mixture of hurt and anger.

"A mistake?" he repeated, his voice strained with emotion. "Didn't it mean anything to you?" His words tumbled out, carrying the weight of the unspoken moments they had shared, the intensity of their connection that he had thought was mutual.

Lily met his gaze, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. "Ominis, you don't understand. It's not that simple."

He leaned back in his chair, his frustration evident. "Then help me understand, Lily. I thought... I thought there was something between us, something real."

She sighed, her shoulders sagging with the weight of their shared history. "There is something, Ominis. But it's complicated. You come from a pureblood family, and I'm a Muggle-born. We live in different worlds, and the consequences of our actions... they can't be ignored."

Ominis clenched his fists, his frustration boiling over. "So, you're saying our connection doesn't matter because of our backgrounds? Because of what others might think?"

Lily's voice wavered as she responded, "It's not just about what others might think, Ominis. It's about the choices we make and the consequences they have. I can't let this affect my future, or the future of..." She trailed off, her hand subconsciously moving to her belly, where their shared secret resided.

Ominis's anger simmered beneath the surface, his jaw clenched as he struggled to process the whirlwind of emotions. "So, what now, Lily? Are we supposed to just forget about everything, pretend it never happened?"

Lily's gaze dropped to her lap, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I don't know, Ominis. I wish it were that simple, but life rarely is."

Overwhelmed by the emotions and the weight of their conversation, Lily hid her face in her hands, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She felt a deep sense of despair, torn between her past and an uncertain future. The room seemed to close in around her, and she desperately wanted to escape, to find solace in solitude.

As she made a move to get up and leave the room, Ominis's strong hand closed around her arm, stopping her in her tracks. Startled, she turned to him, her eyes meeting his unseeing ones. Before she could protest, he drew her into a warm embrace.

"Whatever it is, Lily," he whispered gently, his voice filled with genuine concern, "you won't be alone in this. I've missed you, more than I ever thought I could. I couldn't think straight when you weren't there."

Lily's tears began to flow, her defenses crumbling in the face of his heartfelt words and his comforting embrace.

After, what felt like hours, Lily gently tried to extricate herself from Ominis's embrace, her emotions still raw and tumultuous. As she shifted in his arms, her movements subtle but restless, Ominis's hands unconsciously brushed against her waist.

A curious sensation met his touch, one that he hadn't noticed before. His fingers registered a slight curve, a softness that didn't quite belong to the Lily he remembered. His brows furrowed in confusion. Had she always had that bump?

Lily, aware of his subtle shift in demeanor, stilled in his arms, her heart pounding with the realization that her carefully guarded secret might have just been exposed. She turned her face away from him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anxiety.

Ominis's fingers gently traced the curve again, his touch more deliberate this time, as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. His voice, barely above a whisper, trembled with a mixture of surprise and understanding. "Lily, what is that something, you won't tell me?"

Lily's eyes remained averted, her breath caught in her throat. The silence that hung between them was heavy with unspoken truths, and she knew that she could no longer hide her secret.

The weight of the unspoken truth hung heavily in the room. When Lily didn't offer any words in response, he took a deep breath and asked her outright, "Are you with child?"

She nodded, but the gesture went unnoticed, so she continued: "Y-yes," she replied hesitantly, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

Ominis felt a mix of emotions swirling within him.  "is... ehm, is it..."

Lily, however, couldn't bear the weight of the silence any longer. "Do you mean, is the child yours?" She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration. "What do you take me for, Ominis? Of course it's yours... You are the only one, I've been with..."

Ominis felt a rush of emotions as the reality of the situation sank in. The child Lily carried was indeed his, and he was suddenly faced with the responsibilities and consequences of their actions. He reached out to touch her face, his fingers gently tracing the lines of her cheek, as if trying to reassure himself that she was real. 

"I'm sorry, Lily," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of regret and understanding. "I didn't realize... I didn't know."

Lily's eyes softened as she looked at him. "It's okay, Ominis," she replied, her voice gentle. "Of course you didn't know. I did everything to hide it... from you. From everybody." 

The room fell into another heavy silence, the weight of their situation pressing down on them. Ominis finally broke the silence with a question that hung in the air like a heavy cloud. "What now?"

Lily took a deep breath, her mind racing with thoughts of the uncertain future. "I'll stay with my parents for now," she explained, her voice steady despite the anxiety gnawing at her. "I'll continue studying from home, take my exams, and then... I'll need to find a place for me and the baby."

Ominis nodded slowly, his fingers tracing an absent pattern on the armrest of his chair. "And what about us?" he asked softly, the question filled with unspoken longing.

Lily hesitated for a moment, her gaze drifting to her rounded stomach. "I don't know, Ominis," she admitted. "We can't undo the past, and our worlds are still so different. But we share something... something that's a part of both of us now. Maybe, in time, we can find a way to navigate this together."

Ominis hummed. Then Lily continued, with nervous voice. "What do you want?"
Before Ominis had the chance to answer, there was a loud knock on the front door. 

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Startled, Lily moved toward the front door and cautiously opened it, revealing Sebastian Sallow on the other side.

Sebastian greeted her with a warm smile and a friendly "Hi." His eyes, however, held a curious glint as he asked the question that had been on his mind. "So, have you and Ominis made up?"

Before Lily could respond, Ominis, who had remained hidden from Sebastian's view until now, stepped into sight. His expression was inscrutable as he regarded Sebastian, who seemed blissfully unaware of the tension in the room.

Sebastian's cheerful demeanor faltered for a moment as he sensed the palpable unease. "Did I interrupt something?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

Lily glanced between Ominis and Sebastian, her mind racing to find an explanation that wouldn't reveal their complicated situation. "No, not at all," she replied, trying to sound composed. "We were just... catching up."

Ominis's gaze remained locked towards Sebastian, when Sebastian suddenly felt uneasy and tried to look for something else to focus on. But then Sebastian's keen instincts had picked up on the underlying tension in the air, but he chose not to pry further. Instead, he decided to lighten the mood with a wry grin and a playful quip.

"Well," Sebastian said, his tone light, "I won't dig too deep into the mysteries of your catching up session, then. Just know that if you ever need a referee or a mediator, I'm your man."

Lily managed a small, appreciative smile, grateful for his attempt to diffuse the tension. Ominis, too, cracked a faint smile, his cool demeanor softening for a moment. It was a welcome respite from the weight of their unspoken complexities, and for a brief moment, the air felt a little lighter.

Sebastian, with a playful glint in his eye, couldn't resist one more jest. "And if you ever need advice on dealing with unexpected surprises," he said with a sly grin, "just remember, I've read all the pregnancy books in the library."

The air felt heavy once again, the humor dissipating as Lily and Ominis exchanged uncertain glances. It was as if Sebastian's joke had struck a nerve, inadvertently hitting too close to home.

Sebastian, ever perceptive, noticed the change in the atmosphere. He furrowed his brow, his playful demeanor giving way to a more serious expression. Putting two and two together, he began to connect the dots, and the realization slowly dawned on him. His eyes widened with understanding, and he turned to Lily and Ominis.

"You..." he started, his voice hushed with a mix of surprise and realization, "you're pregnant, aren't you?"

"Shhh! Get inside..."

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With the truth about the pregnancy revealed and a heavy promise of secrecy from Sebastian, an uncertain silence settled in the room. Sebastian sat there, visibly stunned, grappling with the weight of the secret he now shared.

After a few moments of quiet, he finally found his voice, his tone reflecting a mix of astonishment and concern. "I promise, I won't tell anyone," he reassured them, his eyes darting between Lily and Ominis. "But... what's the plan now? What are you two going to do?"

Lily exchanged a glance with Ominis, and in that unspoken moment, they communicated their shared determination to face whatever came next together. As Sebastian's gaze shifted between them, Ominis, sensing Lily's need for reassurance, reached out and gently took one of her hands in his.

It was a simple yet powerful gesture, a silent promise of support and solidarity. Ominis's fingers entwined with Lily's, creating a physical connection that mirrored the emotional bond they shared. In that touch, they found strength and reassurance, a silent declaration that they would navigate the challenges ahead hand in hand.

Lily exchanged a glance with Ominis, then found Sebastian's brown eyes. "I'll stay with my parents for now," she explained, her voice steady. "I'll continue studying, but from home, take my exams, and then... I'll need to find a place for my own."

Ominis nodded in agreement, his features reflecting a similar resolve. "We'll figure it out," he added, his voice filled with a determination that had been absent before. "Together."

Sebastian nodded understandingly, recognizing that it was time for them to leave. "Ominis and I should head back to Hogwarts before it gets too late," he said, rising from his seat.

Lily gave him a warm hug, expressing her gratitude and appreciation for his support. "Thank you, Sebastian," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

Sebastian smiled and patted her back gently. "Take care, Lily. We'll talk soon."

As Sebastian turned to leave, Lily shifted her attention to Ominis, who stood nearby. The two of them shared a significant look, their unspoken feelings and the weight of their shared secret still lingering in the air.

Ominis stepped closer and embraced her, holding her tightly for a long moment. It was a heartfelt and lingering hug, one that conveyed a depth of emotion neither of them could put into words. Their connection felt stronger than ever in that embrace, a silent acknowledgment of the challenges they were about to face.

Just as the embrace seemed to stretch on, Sebastian cleared his throat, breaking the moment. Lily and Ominis both blushed, realizing the intensity of their embrace. With a reluctant but respectful step back, they released each other, the unspoken emotions between them still hanging in the air.

As Ominis and Sebastian were about to depart, Ominis gently turned his face toward Lily's and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. It was a tender, affectionate gesture that held a promise of support and hope for the future. 

Lily's heart raced with a mix of emotions. She knew she would miss Ominis terribly, even if it was only for a short while. Ominis, though blind, had a way of making her feel seen and understood in ways that others couldn't. The kiss on her cheek sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn't help but blush at the tenderness of the gesture. Ominis touched her cheek, right what he had planted a kiss, then he whispered softly in her ear, "I'll be back tomorrow."

In that brief moment, as Ominis whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin, Lily's heart swelled with a mixture of longing and hope. His promise to return tomorrow was like a lifeline, a glimmer of light in the uncertainty that had engulfed her life.

"I'll be here," Lily replied, her voice quivering with emotion.

With one last, lingering connection, Ominis and Sebastian left, disappearing into the night. Lily watched them go, her thoughts filled with the complexity of their situation. She knew that their journey was far from over, but with Ominis's promise, she felt a renewed sense of strength and determination to face whatever lay ahead.

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As a week passed since Ominis had found out about Lily's secret. He hadn't been at Hogwarts a lot and he had been continuing skipping classes, to be with Lily. Concerns began to rise at Hogwarts, especially between the professors. Whispers and speculation circulated among the students, but the truth behind Ominis's prolonged absence remained a mystery.

Word of Ominis's unusual behavior eventually reached the ears of Headmaster Black, a close friend of Ominis's father. Concerned for Ominis's well-being and eager to ensure that nothing untoward had befallen his student, Headmaster Black decided to take action.

Sitting in his office one evening, he carefully composed a letter addressed to Ominis's parents. In it, he outlined the situation, expressing his worry over Ominis's sudden disappearance from classes and the overall decline in his academic performance. Headmaster Black's words carried a tone of genuine concern, emphasizing the importance of resolving the matter promptly.

Once the letter was completed, he sealed it with the official Hogwarts wax seal and gave it to his owl. 

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Ominis found himself spending most of his time by Lily's side. They studied together, striving to keep up with their coursework so that neither of them would fall behind. It was a challenging and emotional time for both of them, but they supported each other through it all.

One evening, home alone, as they sat at Lily's dining table with their textbooks spread out before them, Lily looked at Ominis with a mixture of gratitude and concern. "Ominis," she began, her voice soft and sincere, "you know you don't have to be here, right?"

Ominis met her gaze, his blind eyes reflecting a depth of feeling that went beyond words. "I know," he admitted, his voice equally tender, "but I want to be here, Lily. Both of you are more important to me than anything else."

Lily sighed, her concern deepening. "I mean it, Ominis. I don't want you to get in trouble, or expelled, because of me."

Ominis understood the gravity of her words, but he couldn't shake the determination in his own heart. "Lily," he said softly, "our relationship was complicated from the beginning. You're right, and we both knew that. But I can't just abandon you now, especially when you need support the most."

Lily's eyes welled with tears as she looked at Ominis, her voice barely above a whisper. "From the very start, it was doomed, Ominis."

Lily's words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of their shared struggles and uncertainties. But Ominis, his heart filled with a newfound determination, gently cupped her face and turned it toward him.

"Lily," he said, his voice filled with sincerity, "our relationship is not doomed. In fact, it's been one of the most profound experiences of my life. I've seen the real you, the strong and resilient person you are, and I'm grateful for that."

He continued, his tone unwavering, "It's not just your choice. I want to be with you, Lily. I have very deep feelings for you, and being with you makes me feel something warm and beautiful that I've never felt before."

Ominis's blind eyes seemed to see deep into Lily's soul as he spoke, his words filled with a rare vulnerability. He continued, his voice unwavering and filled with longing, "from the moment we met, really met at the party, my world has been forever changed. You've shown me a side of life I never knew existed, a warmth and depth of feeling that transcends anything I've ever known."

His words poured forth like a torrent, carrying with them the weight of his affection. As he spoke, he gently reached out and traced his fingers along Lily's cheek, a tender touch that mirrored the depth of his emotions. "You are not just a choice, Lily. You are the answer to questions I didn't even know I had. You've brought light into my darkness, and I can't imagine a future without you in it."

A few seconds of silence filled the room. "I know there are challenges, barriers, and the world may not understand, but I don't care," he continued, his fingers intertwining with hers. "My heart beats for you, and it sings a melody I never knew existed until now. I won't let go of you, Lily. I won't let go of us."

In that moment, the room seemed to crackle with the intensity of Ominis's confession. His words hung in the air, a testament to the depth of his feelings and the profound connection they shared. Lily stared at him, her eyes glistening with tears, deeply moved by the passionate declaration. 

Lily couldn't contain the emotions that welled up within her after Ominis's heartfelt words and tender touches. In that moment, the intensity of their connection overcame all barriers. She leaned in, her lips meeting his with a fervent hunger, a kiss filled with passion, longing, and a depth of feeling that seemed to transcend words.

Their lips melded together, a perfect fit, as if they had been made for each other. Ominis responded with equal fervor, his fingers gently cradling her face as their kiss deepened. It was a kiss that spoke of unspoken desires, a silent promise of a love that had blossomed against all odds.

Time seemed to stand still as they held each other, their kiss a testament to the profound connection they shared. The world outside faded away, and in that moment, there was only Ominis and Lily, two souls bound together by a love that refused to be denied.
Lily then grabbed Ominis hand and lead him to her bedroom.

When she had closed, and locked, the door, Lily lay back on her bed and sighed in anticipation. Ominis was standing right by her side, tenderly gazing down at her with loving eyes. She watched as he slowly took off his shirt and she couldn't help but admire the flurry of emotions he had stirred up in her.

“Lily,” he whispered, “I want you.”

Lily smiled and blushed as she reached out and unbuttoned his jeans. Ominis hesitated for a second before he stepped out of them. Lily felt his longing seep into her and suddenly it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

She pulled him onto the bed and settled onto him, their eyes filled with the ecstasy of their shared feelings. Ominis pushed himself closer to her and started to kiss her neck, his lips tracing tender patterns over her skin.

Lily sighed and let her growing desire take her over. She felt every inch of his body and whispered words of love as they were about to make love for the first time as parents-to-be.

Ominis propped himself up on one elbow and trailed his fingers down her growing stomach. "I want to touch you everywhere.”

Lily shivered and her breath hitched in her throat. She could feel herself trembling as his fingertips moved upwards to the curve of her breast. His warm hands gently but firmly massaged her curves as if worshipping her body.

“I want you to move like this,” he growled, as his hips rose to meet her own. Lily let out a low moan of pleasure and moved with him, her need growing as her breathing deepened. She began to move her hips in a slow, tantalizing circle. She ran her hands through Ominis's hair, as he let out of a low chuckle. He then grasped her hips and held her in place.

"You are driving me crazy, Lily," he murmured.

She felt emboldened and wanted to tease him even further. Lily grinned devilishly as she teased Ominis's cock with her pussy. She could feel him trembling beneath her and it only spurred her on. She rolled her hips ever so slightly and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure rumbling up his throat. Gently, she reached between them and grasped the tip of his shaft, pushing it even closer to her heat.

"Please, love. Don't tease me!"

Lily grinned, and sank down slowly, her body looming over Ominis, the heat intensifying as she felt him enter her. Every nerve of her body lit up as she felt the fullness inside her, his hardness slowly filling her up. She paused, her heart pounding, and then moved again, this time more confidently, allowing him in further and further.

Ominis gasped as she moved against him and his hands tightened on her hips, pulling her close. She could sense his desire rising as she increased her pace, her body trembling from the intensity of it all.

"You feel good, Lily, so good," Ominis murmured, the words dripping with lust.
Lily panted heavily as she felt Ominis moving ambitiously against her, racing towards pleasure that seemed out of reach yet ever so tantalizingly close. She yearned for completion, holding on to him as if her life depended on it.

This time, however, Ominis had different plans. He put his hands around her waist and moved her to lay down on the bed, with such dominance that Lily felt a fire between her legs. He hovered above her and whispered in her ear, "Easy love, I'll be in charge now."

Lily felt her heart skip a beat. She stared into his eyes with an excitement only he could ignite, yet Ominis didn't make a move. He held her gaze and, leaning in, purred in a deep and sultry voice, "Say my name, tell me you want me."

"Om- Ominis, I want you. Heart, body and soul!" she then confessed without even thinking. 

With a blushing face, Ominis couldn't help but grinning from ear to ear. It was the most beautiful smile Lily had ever seen. 

"That's it, darling," Ominis said, as he thrusted his hips forward as he moved in and out of her. She felt the intensity of his movements and the sensation of his member sliding in and out of her, wet and ready, pushing her to the edge of pleasure.

The pleasure reached its crescendo as her climax exploded through her. Ominis followed soon after, their moans of both surrender and ecstasy filling the air. When they finally collapsed together, exhausted, they were both completely satisfied with the intense lovemaking session they had just shared.

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But on a cold December morning, Ominis was already dressed and prepared to visit Lily as he had been doing regularly, when he received an owl, bearing a letter. The envelope bore his family's seal, and his heart sank as he recognized it. He knew that a letter from his parents was never a good sign.

Opening the letter with trepidation, Ominis read the words within. The contents were exactly what he had feared. His parents requested his immediate return to the Gaunt family mansion, expressing the urgency of his presence.

As he read, Ominis's face grew increasingly solemn. He knew that when his parents summoned him home, it was often due to family matters of great importance. He also knew that this meant leaving Lily behind, at least temporarily.

With a heavy heart, Ominis folded the letter and placed it back in the envelope.

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Ominis arrived at the imposing Gaunt family mansion, a place that had always been filled with a sense of tradition and duty. As he entered, the grandeur of the mansion's architecture surrounded him, from the ornate chandeliers to the richly decorated walls.

His mother, Mrs. Gaunt, was a formidable presence. Her blonde hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her face with a stern elegance that mirrored the family's long-standing reputation. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to hold secrets, and her every word carried an air of authority that commanded respect.

"Ominis," Mrs. Gaunt's voice was cool and unwavering. She regarded her son with a critical gaze. "We've been hearing disturbing reports about your absence from classes. Your father and I are deeply concerned. Explain yourself."

Ominis knew he was the black sheep of the Gaunt family. Unlike his parents and siblings, he had always been drawn to the world beyond the pureblood traditions. Yet, revealing the truth about Lily and the deep connection they had formed was out of the question.

"I've been dealing with personal matters, Mother," Ominis replied cautiously, careful not to meet her gaze directly. "There have been certain... complications that required my attention."

Mrs. Gaunt's stern expression remained unyielding. "Complications?" Her voice carried a note of skepticism. "You, Ominis, must not forget the weight of your family's expectations. Your behavior lately has cast a shadow on the Gaunt name."

Ominis nodded, feeling the oppressive weight of tradition bearing down on him. "I understand, Mother. I will make amends and catch up on my studies."

Ominis proceeded deeper into the grand mansion, his footsteps echoing in the opulent halls. He knew that facing his father, Mr. Gaunt, was a more daunting prospect than dealing with his mother's intimidating presence. His father had always been less patient, less understanding, and more focused on the family's legacy.

Mr. Gaunt was waiting in his study, surrounded by ancient tomes and dark artifacts. His expression was stern, his face lined with the weight of responsibility that came with the Gaunt name. He looked up as Ominis entered, his gaze sharp and unwavering.

"Ominis," his father's voice was like steel, cutting through the silence. "Explain yourself. Your mother and I have received word of your frequent absences from your studies. This is not acceptable."

Ominis took a deep breath, well aware of the formidable presence his father embodied. "Father, I've been dealing with some personal matters," he began, echoing the explanation he had given his mother. "There have been complications that required my attention."

Mr. Gaunt's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized his son. "Complications?" His tone was colder than the room's stone walls. "You must understand, Ominis, that the Gaunt legacy is of paramount importance. We cannot afford distractions or deviations from our path."

Ominis nodded, trying to convey a sense of understanding, even if it meant hiding the truth about Lily and their relationship. "I am aware, Father. I will ensure that my studies do not suffer."

His father's gaze remained fixed on him, unwavering in its intensity. "The Gaunt name must be preserved, Ominis. Do not forget your duty to our family." 

Ominis only gave his father a nod.

With the weight of his family's expectations and their stern words still fresh in his mind, Ominis reluctantly agreed to stay for dinner. It was a way to appease his parents, to assure them that he was still dedicated to the Gaunt legacy, even if it meant temporarily setting aside his own desires.

Dinner in the Gaunt mansion was a formal affair. The long dining table was adorned with exquisite china and silverware, and the room was lit by a chandelier that cast an eerie, flickering light. Ominis sat between his mother and father, their presence a constant reminder of the path he was expected to follow.

As the meal progressed, his parents engaged in discussions of pureblood politics and family alliances, topics that had always left Ominis feeling disconnected from his own bloodline. He tried to participate in the conversation, to keep up appearances, but his mind kept drifting back to Lily.

His mother's piercing blue eyes and his father's stern countenance seemed to bore into him, as if they could see through his facade. Ominis knew that he had to tread carefully, to maintain the illusion that he was fully committed to the Gaunt legacy.

After what felt like an eternity, dinner finally came to an end. Ominis excused himself, citing the need to return to Hogwarts to catch up on his studies. His parents reluctantly allowed him to leave, but their expectations remained clear.

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Ominis decided to defy his family's expectations and head straight to Lily's rather than returning to Hogwarts. He couldn't bear the thought of waiting until the next day to see her. As he arrived at her home, a rush of anticipation coursed through him, and he couldn't help but smile at the thought of being with her.

Lily was taken aback when she opened the door to find Ominis standing there. She had expected to spend the evening alone, missing him more than she cared to admit. Her surprise quickly turned into a radiant smile as she welcomed him inside.

"Ominis, I didn't expect to see you today," Lily said, her eyes sparkling with delight.

Ominis couldn't contain his own happiness as he stepped inside. "I couldn't stay away," he admitted, his voice filled with warmth. "I missed you."

Their embrace was filled with a longing that had grown with each passing day. In each other's arms, they found solace, a respite from the expectations and pressures that surrounded them. The love they shared was a secret flame, one that continued to burn brightly, defying the obstacles in their path.

As they spent the evening together, their laughter and conversations flowed freely, and the world outside ceased to exist.

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As Ominis and Lily basked in the warmth of their reunion, they were blissfully unaware of the sinister presence lurking in the shadows. Marvolo Gaunt, Ominis's enigmatic and disapproving elder brother, had been watching them from the darkness, his curiosity piqued by their clandestine meetings.

Hidden away, Marvolo observed their interactions, listening to their conversations and witnessing their tender touches. But then, a revelation struck him like a bolt of lightning — was the mudblood girl pregnant?

His sharp eyes had caught a glimpse of Lily's rounded stomach, a detail that hadn't escaped his notice. A sense of shock and disapproval coursed through him as he pieced together the implications of what he had seen. The Gaunt family, steeped in pureblood tradition and arrogance, would never accept such a scandalous development.

Marvolo wasted no time. His discovery of Lily's pregnancy was like a spark in the tinderbox of his ambitions. With a determined stride, he hurried back to the Gaunt mansion, where his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Gaunt, awaited his return.

Inside the grand mansion's walls, Marvolo found his parents in the study, surrounded by the trappings of their pureblood heritage. Their expressions were stern, befitting the seriousness of their lineage. Without preamble, he entered and presented his newfound knowledge.

"Mother, Father," Marvolo began, his voice steady and controlled, "I have uncovered a matter of great significance concerning Ominis."

His parents regarded him with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, well aware that Marvolo seldom brought matters to their attention unless they were of utmost importance.

"What is it, Marvolo?" his father inquired, his voice resonating with authority.

Marvolo took a breath, choosing his words carefully. "Ominis has been involved with a Mudblood, and it appears she is with child."

A silence descended upon the room as his parents absorbed the gravity of his revelation. Mr. Gaunt's brows furrowed deeply, while Mrs. Gaunt's stern expression betrayed a hint of concern.

"Are you certain of this, Marvolo?" his mother questioned, her gaze fixed on him.

Marvolo nodded firmly. "I witnessed their interactions, and there can be no mistake. The Mudblood carries Ominis's child."

Mr. Gaunt leaned back in his ornate chair, his fingers steepled in thought. "This is a grave matter," he finally pronounced, his tone grave. "The Gaunt family's reputation and purity must not be tarnished."

His rage ignited like a blazing fire, consuming him with anger and indignation. His face contorted into a mask of fury as he slammed his fist onto the heavy oak desk.

"This disgrace cannot be allowed to fester," he thundered, his voice shaking the very foundations of the room. "Marvolo, you will go at once and retrieve the Mudblood girl."

Marvolo knew better than to argue with his father when he was in such a state. He nodded curtly, a dark determination settling in his eyes. "I will do as you command, Father."

His mother, Mrs. Gaunt, placed a hand on her husband's arm, her expression a mixture of concern and caution. "We must proceed carefully, my love. This situation could have unforeseen consequences."

But Mr. Gaunt was unwavering. "The purity of our bloodline must be preserved. Do not concern yourself, Marvolo will handle it."

With his father's orders echoing in his ears, Marvolo left the room and headed for the Gaunt family estate.

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The night was charged with an electric tension as Ominis and Lily stood on her doorstep, their hearts pounding in unison. They had shared stolen glances and secret touches, but the time had come to reveal the depth of their feelings.

Ominis, his voice laced with desire and a touch of apprehension, leaned in closer. "Lily," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear, "there's something I must confess."

Lily's breath hitched as she felt the warmth of his lips graze her skin. She couldn't find the words to respond, so she simply nodded, her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that mirrored his own.

With a surge of longing, Ominis captured her lips in a passionate kiss, his mouth moving hungrily against hers. It was a kiss that ignited their souls, an unspoken declaration of the intense desire they had been harboring.

Their tongues danced in a fiery tango, and their hands roamed freely, tracing the contours of each other's bodies. Ominis pulled Lily closer, their bodies pressed together, and they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

When their lips finally parted, Ominis rested his forehead against hers, his chest heaving with desire. "Lily," he panted, "I've fallen deeply in love with you."

Lily's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she replied in a breathless whisper, "Ominis, I love you too."

Unable to contain their passion any longer, they crashed their lips together once more, kissing with an intensity that left them both dizzy with desire. It was a kiss that spoke of their love, a love that had blossomed amidst the unspoken words and stolen moments.

Ominis held Lily close, their hearts beating in tandem as they savored the afterglow of their passionate embrace. With his forehead pressed against hers, he made a solemn promise.

"Lily," he murmured, his voice filled with determination, "I'll do anything to make this work, to be with you, and to break free from my family's suffocating grip."

Lily gazed into his blind eyes, her own filled with unwavering trust. "I believe in us, and I know we can overcome anything together."

They shared a tender kiss, sealing their vow with a passionate affirmation of their love. In that moment, they were resolute in their commitment to each other, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead and to build a future that was entirely their own.

Ominis faced Lily, his hand gently cradling her cheek. He leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a tender farewell kiss. Their mouths met in a sweet, lingering embrace, a silent promise of their love enduring despite the physical distance.

"Goodbye, my love," he whispered against her lips, his voice filled with longing and a touch of sadness.

Lily held his hand against her cheek, her eyes closed as she savored the last traces of his warmth. "Take care," she replied, her voice equally laden with emotion.

Reluctantly, Ominis let go of her, their fingers slipping apart. With a heavy heart, he turned away and began his journey back to Hogwarts, leaving Lily behind but carrying her love with him every step of the way.
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The night was quiet, and Lily sat in the living room, her thoughts drifting to Ominis. Her heart ached with longing as she wondered when she would see him again. The house was unusually silent, as her parents were out for the evening, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, shattering the stillness of the night. Lily's heart leaped with excitement as she jumped to her feet, thinking that Ominis had returned, perhaps having forgotten something. Her face lit up with a hopeful smile as she rushed to the door, her heart beating in anticipation.

With eager hands, she flung open the door, expecting to see Ominis standing on the other side. But her joy quickly turned to confusion as she was met with the sight of another man who bore an uncanny resemblance to Ominis. His sharp features, blonde hair, and similar build left Lily momentarily stunned.

For a moment, she stood there, her eyes wide with surprise. Her initial elation faded into perplexity as she studied the stranger before her. It was as though she were looking at Ominis's doppelgänger.

Her voice, tinged with uncertainty, finally broke the silence. "Can I help you?" Lily asked cautiously, not quite sure what to make of this unexpected visitor.

The man, who looked so much like Ominis, wore a faint, unsettling smile as he replied, "You must be Lily. I'm Marvolo, Ominis's brother."

Lily's surprise deepened. She had heard of Marvolo before, but she had never met him in person. Her knowledge of his existence was limited to Ominis's infrequent mentions of his family. Now, face to face with this stranger who bore such a striking resemblance to the man she loved, Lily couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settle in. 

Marvolo tried to push past Lily, his intentions unclear and a sense of unease filling the air. Lily stood her ground, refusing to yield to this intruder, her heart pounding with fear and curiosity.

Before she could voice her question and demand an explanation for his presence, a sudden wave of darkness overcame her. It swept over her vision, and her awareness began to slip away.