Ominis had always had a problem with bullies in higher years.

They never really said anything, nor did they ever hurt him, they just got him lost. And, because of his eye condition, the bullies were just encouraged over the years.

She was walking by, racing to get to her next class, before stopping, seeing Ominis backed up against a wall, surrounded by Gryffindor 7th years, his expression was one of utter terror, mixed with confusion.

She couldn’t take it anymore, even if she and Ominis were never very close, she couldn’t just sit and watch someone be bullied like that. She wasn’t some sort of saint, but she knew better than to pick on those who couldn’t protect themselves.

“Come on, Ominis, just fight back!” One called of them, and Ominis just tried to find where the voice was coming from, his head whipping back and forth.

She stepped in front of him, shielding him from the others with her body, it probably didn’t help though that Ominis’ head could still be seen over hers. He craned his neck, trying to figure out who’s helping him, trying to peer over her head like he could see.