Despite being blind, Ominis was never short of beign a perfect partner to you. Whether it was staying up all night studying or attending your quidditch games and quietly wearing your house colors and waiting for the announcer to announce goals. He was the perfect gentleman.

“I’d suppose you look absolutely ravishing, my darling,” Said he, twirling you so your cloak spun around you. He towered over you, sure, but he really was as gentle as can be.

“You’re the belle of the school halls.”