Everyone knows of the dark past of the Gaunt family. Their overwhelming privilege, aristocracy, power, and a hidden secret. Rumers of them secretly being dark beasts, their pale skin figures connecting to the gossip. Their dark wizards, and people wouldn’t put it past them to curse themselves with the immortality, the soulless form of vampirism.

You’ve known Ominis for awhile, spotting him on his own, his wand guiding him. Or with Sebastian, his only close friend. You’ve never had the chance to introduce yourself. The moment crept up on you unexpectedly.

You sneak out past curfew, your fingers trailing on the cold hard stone walls of Hogwarts, searching for nothing in particular- when a figure emits from the mist of darkness behind you. His hoofed face hiding his milky eyes, sharp canines glistening in the moonlight.