#i got every house except Hufflepuff lol

[auromelt]

i’m relieved we have you not enough people talk about suzaki 😭 do you have hcs for suzaki and amagai as hogwarts students?

firstly, thank you ❤️ i’m happy to be here as someone who seems to have fixated on ryo and kohei and has significantly less interest in everything else, though i was a fan of the series before the worst x haha. anyways into the question. i’ll discuss them romantically because i feel like a bit of a sucker today hahaha

disclaimer: rowling can actually eat my ass like this br*tish woman is a menace and idgaf what anyone else says about her. i'm genderfluid so i do wish she would evaporate. but i did grow up adoring some parts of hp so i have thought about szam in a hogwarts setting before!

szam hogwarts headcanons:

i’m a believer in pureblood slytherin kohei and halfblood hufflepuff ryo! i also see them as members of their house quidditch teams

speaking of quidditch, kohei gifted ryo his broom! i imagine that kohei always ensures to keep his broom up to date, the latest and best model, his family is of old money pureblood wealth so expenses are not even close to being a problem for him. and ryo is his best friend so he keeps ryo’s broom updated too even if ryo doesn’t actually see the need to change his broom.

kohei’s excuse for buying ryo brooms is that he needs ryo to have all the same equipment as him so that when he crushes hufflepuff in the inter house quidditch cup ryo can’t blame it on his equipment being shit (hufflepuff wins 3 cups while szam attend hogwarts, gryffindor wins 2 and ravenclaw and slytherin 1 each so kohei basically shot himself in the foot)

i envision ryo having a wizard father and a muggle mother and that he was largely raised in the muggle world but he did have knowledge of his father’s wizard blood so he wasn’t in the dark about it when he got his letter.

meanwhile kohei is pureblood. but since they were born after the second wizarding war, he doesn’t really hold any of the blood purity beliefs that older pureblood wizards hold. he does, however, laugh at people for being broke. ryo is an exception (a pattern for me, if u guys have noticed. ryo is always kohei’s exception)

i like to think that they met shortly before enrolling in school, like in diagon alley or on the hogwarts train. before they got sorted, and that kohei was disappointed when his first friend didn’t get sorted into the same house as him

kohei’s grades are way better than ryo’s, perhaps because his family placed more emphasis on success than ryo’s did. but ryo is better at casting spells and brewing potions and the actual practical parts of being a wizard lol, it’s natural talent. he’s just not good at written exams bc frankly he dgaf. (“if i can do it then the exam doesn’t actually matter right?” and kohei seethes)

on that note, ryo is a genius. there’s not a single spell or potion that’s deemed to difficult for him and it doesn’t take much work at all for him to perfect them. but he refuses any sort of opportunities presented to him by aurors who have taken an interest in him and the likes because he wants to be with kohei

kohei has had a sickening an obvious crush on ryo since the start of second year after he spent the whole summer at home thinking about ryo and realising how much shittier everything is without his hufflepuff friend every day lol. ryo likes him a ton too but is way more poker about it and is also so oblivious so their relationship goes nowhere for years. EVERYONE knows, even fujio from gryffindor knows and he never knows anything. everyone knows except ryo, who literally does not even consider that kohei could like him too until his fellow hufflepuffs directly confront him about his “relationship” with the slytherin quidditch captain in year 5

they’re each other’s date to the yule ball. kohei stumbles over the most embarrassing asking of the century and ryo never mentions it to anyone to save his reputation, but ryo is really happy about it

speaking of the yule ball, since they’re not actually together and the two other schools come to visit hogwarts. and of course, students from the other school mingle with them and flirt with them and ryo is a bit dejected watching kohei being polite (he’s convinced kohei likes them) to the people flirting with him, but moves on with it because he never really expected kohei to like him at all anyway. meanwhile, kohei’s wand starts sparking when he sees ryo cluelessly interacting with the people flirting with him.

kohei cant cast a patronus for shit. ryo got it on his first attempt, ryo’s patronus takes the form of a wolf and he’s more than willing to use it to defend himself and kohei since kohei’s patronus won’t take form

ryo’s probably really into the creatures of the wizarding world and follows that newt book like it’s the bible. on that note, because of his mother, he can see thestrals

yeah that’s kinda all i got for now. i haven’t consumed hp in years because well… like i said she can eat my ass. but this is what i remember of it! i hope it’s satisfying enough :3

#🦙 anons #high & low #high&low #suzaki ryo #high & low the worst x #high&low the worst x #amagai kohei #amazaki #suzaama

[hornedhufflepuffdevil]

Have I mentioned that I did the pottermore test so many times and I never even got hufflepuff. Not once. I got gryffindor and slytherin a lot. My sister got annoyed since i kept going to her with my identity crisis lol.

#me as a hufflepuff #hufflepuff #hogwarts houses #slytherpuff #slytherdor #ravenclaw #harry potter #gryffindor #hogwarts #slytherin #pottermore test #i got every house except Hufflepuff lol

[lovelytaes-blog]

House Rivals - kth (m)

pairings: grffindor!kth x slytherin!reader

synopsis: You were the Slytherin Heir; he was Gryffindor's Pride. For centuries, your two houses never got along, despising each other, pulling crude moves on the Quidditch pitch... So can you imagine what people would think if they found out you two were hooking up?

genre: smut, fluff, little bit of angst(?); e2l, fwb (tae's sort of a fuckboy)

warning(s): mature language, sexual content, heavy make-out sessions, some dry humping (maybe lol), dirty talk (honestly, Tae could've been considered a Slytherin here lol, he's filthy), squirting, oral sex (f. & m. receiving), teasing, biting, doggy, rough sex, unprotected sex (safe sex is sexy ppl!!!), cream pie, hair pulling, ass spanking, big!dicktae, swearing, fingering, begging. I think that's all, but please let me know if I missed anything!!!

word count: ~8.4k

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notes: she's here!!!!!! I hope you guys enjoy this little one-shot! Hopefully soon I'll put up something where you guys could get to know me... So if you're reading this... please send me questions that you'd like to know about me, I will be compiling a few of my most asked questions into a post, that way you guys could get to know me a little bit more (:.

In the meantime. Please enjoy my first hogwarts au!

“I hate that more than half of our classes are with Gryffindor.”

Park Jimin scoffed, “You act as if you’re the only one that hates them.” The two of you trudged your way back towards the dungeons from the Great Hall, where your upcoming class was about to begin.

For as long as you could remember, Slytherin’s and Gryffindor’s never got along. Ever. So, the solution to this issue, was to stick the two houses in almost every single class together. And it has been like this for years, but this year it seemed to bother you even more; it was your last year.

“Shut up, Jimin,” You hissed as you both turned the corner, the door to the hell hole in your line of vision, “you literally have friends in every single house. If you were to ask me to sort you, I would’ve stuck you with the Puffs.”

Jimin rolled his eyes, “You and I both know I belong in Slytherin, just because I’m the nicer one out of the two of us, doesn’t mean I don’t belong here.”

You and Jimin have been best friends ever since 1st year. Many thought it was an odd pairing, because you were the definition of Slytherin, while Jimin was quite the opposite. He really did have the personality of a Hufflepuff, however, the Slytherin in him showed when he sneakily brought fire whiskey into the common rooms during your 5th year and almost got caught had he not lied through his teeth. You remembered how shocked the Head of House was when Jimin stated that he got the fire whiskey from the alley’s of Hogsmeade, claiming he had no idea what it was that he even started tearing up. That was the first time anyone had ever seen your Head of House shown sympathy. It was stupid, but it got you guys out of trouble. You still remember Jimin’s smirk while he wiped away his fake tears as the Head of House took the alcohol away and left without a word.

Not even a single punishment was given.

You both entered the classroom to see everyone in their seats. The reds were on the other half of the room, while the greens stayed as far away from them as possible; the division in the room can clearly be seen.

No one mingled with one another.

Min Yoongi’s bright blonde hair was tussled in the back corner of the room, his head down on one of the desks, two free seats right in front of him and another empty spot right next to him. Both you and Jimin snickered at your sleeping best friend.

Yoongi had also been with you guys since first year, he was always quiet except when he was around you and Jimin. The very first time you and Jimin met Yoongi was when he was sorted into Slytherin. He sat in front of you and Jimin, he looked intimidating with his blank stare, but it had been Jimin to break the ice. You remembered how Yoongi’s lips quirked up when Jimin complimented on how much he embodied the definition of Slytherin. You recalled giving him a hard stare while his small smirk turned into a thin line. You raised an eyebrow at him and he mirrored your actions before snapping your eyes at Jimin who pinched your leg, before carrying on a friendly conversation with him. At the time you weren’t very fond of Min Yoongi, you both hung out because of Jimin, but at the time you weren’t really friends. However, your opinion on him changed when he showed his loyalty to you.

It had been in 2nd year, where there had been a basilisk on the loose in the castle. Many of your peers had believed it was you to have let the creature roam free in the castle because of your blood status; you were part of the Sacred pureblood line. In total, there were 6 Pureblood wizarding families that has been pure for centuries: The Kim’s, Jung’s, Jeon’s, Min’s, Park’s, and Y/LN. However, your family isn’t just any pureblood family—you were the descendant of Salazar Slytherin—so with this information, it made perfect sense for everyone to blame you. You were never a weak person, so the rumors shouldn’t have bothered you as much, but they had. You kept it to yourself, not wanting to appear weak, however you hadn’t realized how much Yoongi paid attention. What you didn’t know was that Yoongi actually cared about you, much like Jimin does, but Yoongi never showed it.

But one day, the hate against you had gotten too much that you weren’t sad, but rather, you were furious. Someone had claimed they had saw you looking suspicious as you made your way to the dungeons, which sparked the gathering of students when a 6th year confronted you in the halls. Your hands had been balled up into fists, while the elder female student stared you down, throwing insults after insults. Before you could speak, Yoongi stepped in front of you with his arms crossed. You remembered how venomous his words had been towards the false accusation of the 6th year. You watched as Yoongi flicked his hand and sent the girl flying, scaring everyone in the halls. Yoongi’s, normally quiet, voice boomed causing everyone to scatter, while he threatened them that “if he hears another false accusation, he’d feed them all to the basilisk himself”.

From that day on, you, Jimin, and Yoongi had been inseparable.

“Yah!” Yoongi hissed as you ruffled his hair while taking a seat next to him, Jimin pushing his chair out and spinning it and plopping down on it before facing you two.

“Class hasn’t even started yet and you’re already asleep?” You teased Yoongi.

“All the more reason to sleep,” Yoongi smiled lazily showcasing his famous gummy smile.

The three of you laughed together before the door burst opened to reveal the Kim’s. The whole class piped down as the girls all swooned with their entrance and the boys stared with adoration, while the whole Slytherin house snarled at the doorway.

The Kim’s were composed of three men: Seokjin, Namjoon, and Taehyung. These three have been rumored to have been descendants of Godric Gryffindor himself. Seokjin and Namjoon being brothers, while Taehyung was their first cousin. While the brothers never bothered you too much, it had been Taehyung to piss you off to no end. His arrogance and flirtatious attitude rubbed you the wrong way, it made it worst with the fact that he was the biggest womanizer in the entire school. The rumors, which he neither confirmed nor denied, about him having a different woman in his bed every night made you second guess the Sorting Hat’s decision.

Everything about him screamed Slytherin, but he showed his true colors when he had entered the Triwizard tournament and had won. Everyone loved the Golden Kim, except you. You didn’t fall to his feet in worship, instead you and he were known to have verbal fights as often as Filch gave out detentions—which was often. Most times, Yoongi and Jimin needed to pull you away before you hexed him, while Seokjin and Namjoon watched with a smirk. You had never guessed that the three Kim’s were Gryffindor’s, but whatever. While you thought of ways to hex the youngest Kim, you ignored the other instances shared between you and Taehyung that no one seems to know about. Thank goodness.

Piercing blue contacts met your own eyes, staring at you hard while he walked across the room towards the Gryffindor side. Your eyes dropped down to his lips that curved up into a smirk before he followed his Hyung’s towards their seats, but his eyes never left yours, and you seemed to not want to leave his either. He dropped his left eye in a wink before sitting down and turning away. You scoffed crossing your arms.

“You good? You’re blushing!” Yoongi poked your cheek teasing you, while Jimin doubled over in laughter.

“OH no way!” Jimin gasps in between fits of laughter, “I knew it! You totally have the hots for Kim Taehyung!”

You smacked both boys, earning a yelp of surprise from Yoongi.

“I didn’t even say anything!”

“Fuck off, I don’t have a thing for a fucking Gryffindor twat.” You grunted out.

“Lie all you want; you can’t deny he’s a good-looking man.” Jimin shrugged, earning a huff of annoyance from you.

“Shut your trap Park.” You hissed.

Before either of you could utter another word, the professor walked in.

* * *

Your back was pushed roughly against the wall, while his lips hungrily attacked yours. Hands hastily roaming each other’s bodies as he bit your lip lightly, earning a whimper from you. You never in your life would’ve thought you’d be in this compromising position with Kim Taehyung.

It had been a year and a half since your first encounter like this. The idiot boy was leaning up against the Whomping Willow teasing you while you were meant to be finishing up your transfiguration project. He had been meaning to take a stroll around the castle, but when he saw your pretty self on your stomach furiously writing, he knew that he just had to anger you. It has been your game for years. He liked irritating you, it was fun for him. For you, not so much, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. It was entertaining to bicker with Taehyung, call it fucked up, but your rivalry was one of the few things that made you look forward to each school year. Sometimes, it can be too much that you and Taehyung would furiously spit out insults towards one another to purposely try to hurt the other. And that’s a reminder enough to why you two cannot become anything more than rivals.

Having enough of Taehyung bothering you, you wrapped up your project, and brushed passed him only to have him grip your arm and crash his lips upon yours. Too shocked to have done anything, you stood unmoving for a moment. He pressed you up against the willow harder, earning a shocked gasp to escape your lips. After what seemed like forever, you quickly kissed him back, him moaning into your mouth as he continued to press feverish kisses onto your willing lips. The kiss felt as if it was long overdue, he kissed with so much passion, as if he’s been wanting to do this for a while.

And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want it. His hands left your arms to press against the willow tree, pulling away from you. His eyes were full of lust and desire, and you didn’t doubt for a moment your eyes held the same gaze. Too stunned to say anything, you quickly ducked under his arm and ran inside the castle.

You would never admit it to anyone, but part of you had been wanting to become more with Taehyung, maybe even try dating. But you quickly shook that idea out of your head once the rumors started up again about his playboy image. You hated the way you were drawn to him, but you couldn’t deny the fact that there was something about him that made you want him more than just a quick hookup. You wanted to hold his hand, brush his hair away from his face to be able to look into those dark brown eyes, you wanted to hold him and be close to him whenever he felt sad.

God, you sounded like a woman in love.

You hated, despised even, that he made you think – feel –these things, but there was just something about him.

But you’d never admit it to anyone.

You were drawn out of your memories when Taehyung’s lips grazed down your neck, kissing between your collarbones, sucking gently at your skin. Intaking a sharp breath, your hands weaved it’s way into his hair, confused whether or not to push him away or pull him closer. It was a constant internal battle that you often find yourself in. He groaned against your skin, while pushing his body against yours, slipping his knee in between your legs.

“Fucking hell, Taehyung, get off, I have to go.” You hissed, coming to you senses and reluctantly pushing him away.

“You weren’t complaining a moment ago.” He grunted out, adjusting his pants, while you crossed your arms.

“God, can you not drag me away in public settings?” You say harshly, “I rather not get expelled because of you.”

Taehyung scoffed, “I can’t exactly take you to my room, princess.”

And he was right, he couldn’t, and neither could you. Can you imagine what his cousins would say if they caught you in Taehyung’s bed? Can you imagine your reputation in Slytherin if anyone finds out you fooled around with a Kim?

“You’re so fucking annoying,” You hissed.

“Says you, it’s not my fault I haven’t been laid in a bit.” You rolled your eyes. You knew how Taehyung was, so why you were still hooking up with him, is beyond you. You push the lump in your throat down, continuing your glare at him.

“Cry me a river.”

“As if.”

“This needs to stop. God you’re so annoying.” You hissed beginning to walk away.

“You love it.”

You turned around, flipping him off before heading to your next class.

* * *

You had been finishing up assignments in the library all afternoon, while Jimin and Yoongi headed back to the dormitories to take a nap before Quidditch practice. The three of you have been on the team for 5 years now. Yoongi and Jimin being star Chasers, while you were the best female Seeker Hogwarts has ever seen. On Friday you had a match against Gryffindor, which shouldn’t have made you nervous… But it did, not because it was against Gryffindor, but it’s because it’s the last game of your Hogwarts career. This game means everything to the three of you and it equally meant the same for the Kim’s. The rivalry between the six of you guys in and out of the pitch is well known throughout all of Hogwarts. Gryffindor and Slytherin have always made it to the finals and ever since you have been playing, the two houses seemed to switch on and off with winning. This year made you especially nervous; Gryffindor and Slytherin were tied with both winning the quidditch finals 6 times. You remembered how you almost lost to Taehyung last year, had you not jumped off your broom to grab the Snitch before he did, your house would never be making history. You did, however, break your arm in the process, but it was well worth it. If you win this year, Slytherin gets the title of most wins in Hogwarts history along with two consecutive wins.

And you wanted to be the one to give it to them.

But you were still nervous, because your house won last year, you can almost feel as if Gryffindor is going to make sure they win.

Cracking your knuckles, you sighed pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Well, look who it is.”

Your eyes snapped open to stare up at the man that stood in front of you. His black hair in ringlets, swept across his forehead. His scarlet robe was opened to showcase his crisp white dress shirt tucked into his trousers, along with his scarlet tie loosely hanging on his neck. You ignored the little incident you had with him earlier today and stared at him.

“Look what the cat dragged in.” You snapped before slamming your books shut and shoving them into your bag.

“No need to be so hostile, jagi.” Taehyung teased stepping closer to you.

“I’m not being hostile,” You retort, “I just don’t particularly like you.”

Taehyung threw his head back in a chuckle. You’d be lying if you said that wasn’t attractive.

“No need to lie, baby.” He smirked referring to your heated make-out session earlier today. “You ready for the game this Friday?” He whispered bending down to your height. Your eyes scanned around the room to find that you two were the only ones in the library, which is rare…

Where was everybody?

“If you’re asking if I’m ready to win,” You smirked leaning forward, “then yes.”

“I like the confidence, Slytherin, however, you’re not winning.” Taehyung grunted, standing tall, crossing his arms.

“Oh,” you said, tapping your chin pretending to be deep in thought, “kinda like how you said we were going to lose last year, right?” You tauntingly smiled at the Gryffindor Seeker before he pushed his body against yours, pressing you hard into the desk. His hands gripped the desk on either side of you, caging you between his hard body and the library desk.

“Watch yourself, y/n,” He growled, his eyes narrowing in on you, “don’t wanna break your arm again, do you?”

Narrowing your own eyes, you pressed against his body harder, glaring up into his blue contacts, “I’ll gladly break my arm again if it means Slytherin continues to be the superior house.”

You both didn’t move as you continued your intense staring match, both of your breathing labored with the close proximity of your faces. His eyes gazed down to your lips, and if any of you made any slight movements, your lips would connect with one another; that’s how close you were. Your nose was intoxicated with the smell of mint—probably from the gum he was chewing—but you could also smell the fresh scent of his cologne that could make any girl’s knees weak…

Including your own.

"Pretty." He teased brushing away your hair to look at the pinkish hue that decorated your neck, a smirk creeping onto his face because he knew that he had made that pretty little mark.

Pressing his lips gently against the sensitive patch of skin, you sucked in a shaky breath.

Before you knew it his lips were harshly placed on yours. Gasping, Taehyung took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth while you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Wow, déjà vu much?

The fire that ignited in your stomach to have this man making out with you in a public place made you wetter than you already were. You tugged at his hair pulling his lips closer to yours, your tongues caressing each other as he pressed you harder against the desk. You could feel his hardness straining in his pants, while you could feel yourself soaking your underwear. Sighing when he kissed down your jaw and nipping at your neck, his teeth grazing your sensitive skin, while he grips your waist placing you on the desk, lifting your legs to wrap around him. You could feel him even better now that you were directly against him. Taehyung grinds your clothed centers together while continuing his assault on your neck, his hands gripping your waist tightly, guiding you to press harder into him. Your delicious whimpers urging him more to take you against the library desk, in public for everyone to see. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t thinking the same thing, however, your thoughts were interrupted with Taehyung snaking his hand up to your hair and tugging it to have you meet his lustful gaze, before attaching your lips together once more. The kisses were hot and needy, not realizing how much you wanted him until now. Sure, you both have encountered heated make out sessions much like this… but this felt somewhat different?

You couldn’t explain it.

You knew you had a small thing for him, but you couldn’t. Shouldn’t. You were rivals, it was too cliché, but the desire you have to want him, and the want he seems to have for you, seems to override the stupid rivalry between you and your groups. However, you being the prideful bitch you were, you couldn’t allow this to continue to happen between you two.

What would your house think?

Coming to your senses, you pushed Taehyung away from you once again.

Taehyung stumbled back in surprise, you shrugged your bag over your shoulder, once again glaring at the devilishly handsome man, acting as if you two didn’t just engage in yet another sexual act.

“Never do that to me again, Kim Taehyung,” You hissed at him, “I mean it. This is the last time.” With that you pushed past the dumbfounded man.

Albeit unknown to you, Taehyung smiled watching your figure exit the library.

* * *

It was finally Friday. The day of the last Quidditch match of the year, and the senior’s last Quidditch match at Hogwarts. It was a big day for everyone, many exams had finished this morning and everyone was preparing for the Quidditch match of the year. The whole student body knows how important this last game meant from Slytherin and Gryffindor that tonight it was expected that everyone will change their robes to the colors of their favorite team. The adrenaline pumping through your veins were loud, that you were almost sure everyone you walked by could hear.

“Alright guys,” You began as you stared at your team for the last time, you’re not one to be emotional but you could feel your face break into a grin. Not that, that was out of the ordinary, because Slytherin’s all know how pretty you can smile, but this smile was different. It held a sense of pride and adoration. You love your team with everything in you, they had been your family for 5 years, of course you’d hold sentimental emotions towards them. You practically watched them grow into amazing Quidditch players over the years that you had hoped you’ve done your own seniors well, since you had been appointed Captain.

“God, I can’t believe it,” Jimin said while looking at the team beside you, “It’s been incredible guys, you have worked so hard for us, bringing us so many wins these last few years, allowing us to carry out amazing plays, tricks, just everything.” Jimin smiled brightly at them as a few of your teammates had glossy eyes, “One last time, guys. We can do this, we did it last year, we can do it again. Captain?” Jimin gestured to you as the team hoots and hollers your name and the co-captain’s, Yoongi being the loudest of the bunch. You closed your eyes chuckling.

“I’m so proud of you guys,” You smiled at them, “I really am. The teamwork that we have done for as long as I have been here, has been tremendous. You all have worked so hard for us, gaining us so much confidence and wins, it really is remarkable.” You watched as Jimin patted your back and Yoongi grinned at you.

“So, let’s do this Slytherin,” You shouted, “one last time!” and with that you all rode your brooms out of the locker rooms and onto the pitch.

You rode high into the sky with your team following you to see the stands littered with red and green all across. You didn’t want to fluke it, but you could’ve sworn there was more green than red, and your hunger to win increased. As you were soaring through the sky you halt in front of Gryffindor’s captain.

Kim Taehyung smirked at you and winked, “You ready, jagi?”

Throwing a smirk of your own to him, you nodded, “Of course.” The two of you raced towards the ground to begin the match. Your team hovered above you as did Gryffindor’s, the determination on everyone’s face excites you more as you stepped out in front of Kim Taehyung, once again.

“Captains,” The referee gestures to the two of you, outstretching your hand, you both shook it before mounting your brooms and taking the Seeker positions above your teams.

Jimin and Namjoon fly down to prepare the toss, and once the whistle blew, Jimin skyrocketed towards the quaffle, taking it into Slytherin’s possession. Grinning from ear to ear, Jimin tosses it to Yoongi who bolts past Gryffindor’s Beaters and speeds through the pitch. He passes it to the team’s other Chaser, Roe, who speeds past more of the Gryffindor Chasers and aims for the goals.

“10 points to Slytherin by Roe! Not even a minute into the game and Slytherin has scored!” The announcer announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the fastest goal that has ever been recorded!”

Hollering out in pride, you glanced over at Taehyung who was already glaring at you. You smirked waving at him and winked.

“Did you hear that, Taehyung? Fastest goal to ever be recorded!” You smugly state.

“Don’t get cocky, Y/n.” Taehyung grunts, watching as within the time of your gloating, Slytherin was already at 100 points, while Gryffindor had 30. He was frustrated and you knew it. The joy that you get seeing his handsome man frustrated, heats up your body like no other.

“But shouldn’t I?” You teased while sitting on your broom, clapping again when you watched Jimin score another goal.

“Another goal by Park Jimin! Wow, Slytherin is on fire tonight, 80-point lead over Gryffindor!”

“Shut up.” Taehyung snarls, keeping his eyes open for the Golden Snitch.

“Kim Namjoon has the quaffle. OH, and intercepted by Min Yoongi! He’s going for the goal! Oh, and a trick shot! Another goal for Park Jimin! Outstanding teamwork!”

You flew closer to Taehyung innocently looking at him with a grin.

“Why don’t you make me, Tae?” You grazed your hand across his arm, inching closer to where his obvious bulge was. You smirked biting your lip when you heard him intake a sharp breath. Distracting him more, you see a wisp of gold fly by his head. Taking your hands off of his skin, you bolted for the snitch, laughing to yourself when you hear Taehyung curse.

“Y/LN has made a move! She’s found the snitch, Kim Taehyung a few spaces behind! Who’s going to catch it?”

The rush of adrenaline you had while seducing Taehyung heightened when you were arms reach of the snitch. You had never wanted anything so badly. The time you had been looking around for the snitch, had you finally come to terms with your infatuation with the Golden Kim.

Taehyung wasn’t ugly, anyone with eyes knew that. The reasoning behind your denial?

Slytherin pride.

You couldn’t have anyone knowing your infatuation with the womanizer of the school. Were you jealous of all the women he’s been with? Of course not, you equally were able to bed many other men, maybe not as many have made it into your bed, but you were no prude.

Okay… Maybe the women in his bed bothered you a little bit… They were able to be in his bed, whereas you were only ever a quick hookup in a bathroom or in a deserted hallway. Ever since the library incident you couldn’t help but think about his lips on yours again, there was nothing more you wanted other than him. You hated that it’s taken you this long to finally admit it to yourself, but were you going to have the guts to tell him?

You reached further to grab onto the snitch, allowing your hand to grasp the little orb, you felt yourself slipping from your broom.

Not again, you groaned as you started falling again. Just like last year, you felt yourself pummeling through the air as you were about to reach the ground, preparing the spell to stop yourself from meeting your death, you clenched your eyes shut to feel the impact. However, it didn’t come. You felt arms around you instead, and everything was silent. You refused to open your eyes to meet the eyes of your savior, but when you smelled the familiar mint scent, that you have very much been acquainted with for some time, your eyes snapped open.

You were met with worried eyes of none other than Kim Taehyung. He held you close staring at you as you both were huddled on his broom, just inches away from the ground. Your mouth dropped in pure shock, that he came to your rescue. Never had you thought that he’d be the one to swoop down to get you, after all, he did let you fall the year before… So, why would he save you now?

“She’s done it again, ladies and gentlemen! Y/n Y/ln had caught the snitch! And of course, a round of applause for Gryffindor’s Seeker, Kim Taehyung for saving her!”

Taehyung looked away from you and landed down on the ground. Taehyung had set you down and gave you a nod before turning away to head towards his own team. Your team ran towards you lifting you up into the air while you watched him with longing as his team smiled and patted him on the back, his cousins look towards you before nodding a congratulations.

“What the hell was that?” Jimin and Yoongi smirked at you. You shrugged.

“Saved me? I guess.” You whispered. You watched as the Gryffindor team walked towards you guys, Taehyung leading them.

“Congratulations.” He said putting out a hand. Reaching his with yours, you firmly shook it.

“Hey, listen,” You said staring up at him, “it’s our last year… why don’t you guys come to the common room to party? Take it as a thank you… for saving my life.” You watched as the Gryffindors stilled with your proposal, all in shock that the Slytherin Heir was actually inviting the Gryffindors, let alone the Gryffindor Heirs. Taehyung looked back at his cousins who nodded with a grin.

“Sure, we’ll be there.” He smiled, to which you finally reciprocated.

* * *

The Slytherin common room was packed with every house. Ravenclaws were huddled in a corner drinking and playing party games with some Puffs, while the other half of the Puffs were dancing, while the Slytherins were lounging in the back playing cups against some Gryffindors. Namjoon and Jin were currently drinking with Jimin and Yoongi on the stairs. You, however, were not drinking tonight.

Well, not heavily.

Someone needed to watch over everyone, so you and Roe took the liberty in ensuring everyone gets to their dorms alright, or to make sure that everyone here stays the night safely. With so many people around, it was remarkable you noticed that the one person you wanted to see wasn’t here.

Taehyung.

Namjoon and Jin had said that he wanted to finish up some things before making his way here, but you couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed that he hadn’t come with his cousins. You had shrugged it off and continued to stay at the front of the porthole to greet those that entered. You looked around the room taking in the common room. It was really nice to see all the houses getting along, even for this one night. You had wished that your time at Hogwarts was more in harmony like this, but then that wouldn’t have been as exciting. Maybe you wished that you and Taehyung had actually began something more than just mindless hookups. Those thoughts were back and you scrunched your nose.

Don’t be ridiculous… You’re just a hookup to him. Nothing more. And vice versa. Where is your pride, Slytherin?

Maybe you were delusional, but the more you thought about it, the more you had realized how much you actually like him. Like actually like him. You really liked him, that maybe it wasn’t just a crush anymore. All the intimate moments you’ve both shared, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. You never wanted to say it aloud, but the thought of him with someone else hurts you. You didn’t like thinking about him being with someone else when he was touching you, kissing you. But those thoughts often creeped into your mind the minute you both put on your clothes and walked your separate ways. You frowned at the thought that the possible reason he wasn’t here was because he was with someone else. Maybe he hadn’t felt the sparks you had. You bit your lip bringing your cup to your lips taking a sip. You were shaken out of your thoughts when someone coughed behind you.

“Am I late?” You spun around to see Taehyung in a black sweater with black jeans. His curly hair was pushed up with a green headband and a kind smile on his face. Annoyed at the boxy smile that normally made your heart flutter, you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah.” You snapped, making your way towards the spiked punch and putting more into your cup. You could feel Taehyung behind you without even taking a glance, his hands resting on your waist resting his chin on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Jagi,” He whispered, his breath tickling your neck. You unwrapped his arm around your waist, shrugging him off.

“Don’t be, I don’t care.” You pushed yourself out of his arms and made your way back to the door. Greeting people as you walked by, you sat on your chair.

Now it was Taehyung's turn to give you a confused stare. Had he done something wrong? He did just save your life...

Taehyung is leaning against the wall in front of you staring at you. But you avoid his gaze, looking anywhere but at him. You were nervous under his stare, afraid that he could see right through your façade, afraid that he could tell how much you wanted him, liked him even. It wasn’t until he walked towards you did your eyes revert to the floor suddenly finding it interesting.

“Is there a reason you’re not looking at me?” You could hear the smirk evident in his voice and you shook your head.

“Nope.”

“Is there a reason you’re not hitting me with your normal sarcastic responses?”

“Nope.”

You felt his fingers graze your jaw gently, tilting your chin to look up at him. His eyes held a devious glint with raised eyebrows, as if he knows what you’re feeling. Poking his tongue to his cheek, he clicks his tongue, gently reaching for you hands, and apparating into a scarlet room. You peered around the unknown destination to notice 3 beds that looked much like Jimin and Yoongi’s room but decorated with Gryffindor colors.

“You wanna tell me why you’re so quiet tonight?” Taehyung gently lead you towards his bed, pulling you between his legs, looking up at you. You could feel yourself becoming nervous again. He was being gentle with you, which is out of character for him. He was always such a flirt and a tease, and the relationship between the two of you is anything but sweet. You weren’t sure what to think.

Did he like you too?

Why is being so nice?

You remained quiet looking away from him to stare at the wall. Taehyung let out a sigh, before placing his hands by his side, leaning back to continue staring up at you. Your confession towards him was slowly eating you alive, you wanted to tell him how you felt, the worst that can happen is you never see him again. Which wouldn’t be awful, it’s not like you both were really going to see each other after graduation anyways. What have you got to lose? You took a deep breath, mustering up the courage, but what Taehyung says first, takes your breath away.

“You know…” He whispered, leaning into you again, placing his hands around your waist, guiding you to sit on his lap, “I’ve been thinking lately...” You stare at him waiting for him to continue.

“When we first kissed, I really didn’t think we’d continue to do these hookups.”

“Trust me, I didn’t either.” You whispered, while staring at him.

“I know we established it was just hookups,” He said, now rubbing his fingers gently on your hips, “but, I don’t think I can just keep doing hookups.”

Your breathing hitched; I knew he was too good to be true, you scold yourself. Abruptly getting up, you pushed him away. At your sudden outburst Taehyung desperately tries to grab your hands, but you whipped around to face him with glossy eyes.

“Don’t touch me!” Taehyung looks taken aback; eyes blown out wide.

“What? Wait, y/n—” You cut him off by pushing him again.

“Stop it! I knew I shouldn’t have even left with you. God I’m so stupid!” You grip your hair spinning around to leave his room, only to find that the door that leads you to your freedom was locked. Annoyed you hissed out a spell to unlock the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Unlock the damn door, Taehyung!” You screamed wiping underneath your eyes from the tears that were leaking.

“No, wait! Let me talk to you! You didn’t even let me finish!” He sounded desperate, trying to take your hands into his own, only to be rejected again.

“Why? So, you can humiliate me some more?” You spat. Taehyung shook his head.

“If you would just let me—”

“How can I be so dumb to even think for a minute that I wasn’t just a fuck toy to you!”

“Y/n! You’re not! If you would just—”

“God, I knew I shouldn’t have even left with you!”

“Y/n! Jagi—”

“No! Don’t fucking call me that! What gives you the right to even—”

“Please, can you please just—”

“You have no right to tell me—"

“I love you!” He exclaimed out of breath.

You stilled.

What?

Taehyung was staring intensely at the back of your head, out of breath. This was not how he wanted to tell you how he felt about you. He didn’t know exactly when he felt this way, only had he just come to terms with it when he told his cousins how you were constantly on his mind. He remembers when he first met you, when you first kissed, when you both first had sex. He remembered all of it. He tried to get you off his mind by bringing girls and trying to hook up with them, but he couldn’t stop thinking about you, he didn’t want anyone else but you. The furthest he’s been with someone ever since he started hooking up with you was just a kiss. He couldn’t bring himself to be with anyone else the way he was with you. All the rumors were true to an extent, however the rumors claiming that he’s slept with all those women, weren’t true at all.

But how were you supposed to know that? Taehyung was kicking himself now for letting you doubt him. He wouldn’t even touch women the way he touched you. He couldn’t.

It had been Namjoon that convinced him that maybe these hookups with you started to mess with his head because he had developed a deeper liking towards you. You weren’t like the other girls worshiping him. Yeah, sure he was able to fuck you, but you weren’t easy to bed. It did take him until last year before you even remotely opened your legs for him. He hated the way you made him feel. He was always so confused; he was meant to hate you. You were rivals for so long, but the idea of hooking up with his rival turned him on so much. It was a sneaky thing, a secret kept between the two of you, he liked that. But then feelings started to get involved, yet he didn’t realize yours were in play as well.

“You what?” You slowly turned around to face him. He bit his lip staring at the ground.

“You heard me.” He whispers, finally looked up at you and you both stared at each other.

“I can’t do these hookups anymore because I love you,” He chuckled to himself, “who would’ve thought, huh? That I’d be the one to fall in love.” He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair.

“God, Y/n.” He whispered pacing around his room, “I want to take you out, go on those stupid but cute dates with you, wanna wake up to you every morning, travel with you and not be scared about people recognizing us as the descendants of the most powerful rivalry in history being together! I just want to be with you, to hug you, to kiss you, whenever I want. Because I love you. I don’t give a shit if everyone around us hate the idea of one of the Gryffindor Heirs being with Salazar’s Heir. I don’t care that our families will probably hate the fact that I’m so in love with you, I don’t even care what our friends would think about us.” Taehyung paused to stare at you with nothing short of adoration and love in his eyes, “I just want you.”

You didn’t know what to say. This was literally everything you wanted. You didn’t want to be a meaningless hookup, you wanted more. You wanted Taehyung as much as he clearly stated he wanted you.

Wants you. Your heart was pounding against your chest with excitement. You looked down with a grin, making your way to Taehyung. You grasped his hand in yours that caused him to stop pacing. He looked back at you with furrowed eyebrows as you gently smiled at him.

“I…” You blew out air closing your eyes before peering into his own, “I love you, Tae. I’m sorry, I just—” Before you could finish your sentence, Taehyung dove down to kiss your lips, lifting you to wrap your legs around his waist. His hand gripped your ass as he placed you on what you assume is his bed. He peppered kisses down your jaw and your neck, heading south towards where you need him the most. He discarded your shirt, throwing it down onto his floor before popping the buttons of your jeans open, pushing them hurriedly down your legs. He kissed your thighs before sitting up and removing his shirt.

No matter how many times you’ve seen him, his toned stomach never fails to surprise you.

Taehyung continued to kiss up your legs towards your heat, nipping on your sensitive skin here and there, before hooking his thumb on your panties, pulling them off and throwing them on the floor to join the rest of your discarded clothing. You gasped as the cool air of the room kissed your wet heat, Taehyung pulling your legs further apart. You heard him moan at the sight of you, placing a kiss to your clit.

“You’re so fucking pretty, baby.” He whispered licking a bold stripe up your pussy and kissing your clit again. You bit your lip, rolling your hips up to meet his waiting lips. You heard him chuckle, and before you knew it, he was pushing his tongue inside you. You whimpered rolling your hips into his face, his tongue working inside you as his nose bumps against your clit beautifully. Taehyung grips your legs, pushing apart them wider, allowing his tongue to lick you deeper. Your hands finds its way to his hair, pushing him closer to you. You were in complete euphoria, Taehyung knew what you liked and what you didn’t, but he can never fail to make you cum on his tongue.

“Fuck.” You whispered feeling Tae smirk against you. You suddenly feel two fingers circling your hole in a teasing manner.

“Please, Tae—” You whined. Taehyung smirked continuing his tease.

“Hm? You want me to finger you, princess?” You mewled, of course you wanted it. Maybe you even wanted more.

“Yes, please!” You groaned, arching your back up to feel more of him. You were going insane, wanting his tongue all over you, all in you.

“Uh, uh, uh,” Tae said pulling his fingers away, making you cry out in annoyance, “You can beg better than that, jagi.” You pouted rolling your hips harder,

“Please—” You gasped, “God, please Tae. I wanna be stretched.” Taehyung groaned at your dirty words, still teasing your dripping hole. Choking out a sob you rolled your hips harder, wanting to gain more friction between his hot fingers and your needy hole; before you know it, Taehyung was pushing his fingers inside you. You let out a whine. It was music to his ears, he loved it when you moaned for him, moaning because of him.

“Love it when you moan for me baby,” He grunted out, fingers moving faster in you, “wanna make you cum on me.”

You felt the knot in your stomach tightening as you approached your high, the sounds of your wetness filling the room, your hands gripping the sheets as he fingered you faster, his tongue playing with your clit. Your moans and his groans were bouncing off of the walls, that you were sure that if people walked by his room, they’d know exactly what you two were up to. With the last final thrusts of his long fingers, you came all over him. Juices gushing out of you, painting his lips with your release. Your eyes rolled back as his fingers continued to pump you through your high.

“That was so hot,” Taehyung said while licking you clean, “you squirted jagi.” Your breathing was labored as you slowly begin to fall from your high. You watched as Tae removed his pants, taking his underwear off too. His cock stands proudly against his toned stomach, his long fingers, that were just in you, wraps around himself, tugging it as he sat on the bed.

You watched in awe at the gorgeous man.

"Wait." You paused peering up at him with half lidded eyes. Taehyung stares at you with concern.

"What's wrong, Jagi?"

Biting your lip you sink down to your knees for him. His eyes widening, about to reject your offer, "Please?" You whisper taking his hard length into your hand, "let me touch you, Tae..."

How could he say no to that when you were looking at him with those eyes?

Taking his silence as a green light, you pumped his cock a few times, hearing him groan at the sinful act. You brought your head closer to his bulbous tip, kitten licking the pretty pink tip.

"Shit." Grinning to yourself, you continued to tease him with gentle sucks and licks to his cock. Licking down his long length, and licking back up, all while staring at Taehyung's scrunched up face. Opening your mouth more, you took him all the way into your mouth, sinking down his thick length, before pausing to adjust your breathing, nose pressed against his abdomen.

"Fuck, baby." The Greek god of a man throws his head back as he thrusted into your mouth, out of reflex. Gagging slightly you pulled away, to calm your breathing.

"Shit, I'm so sorry, baby--" You ignored his apologies, before going back down on him, and bobbing your head as you took his cock as deep as you can. "Godric fuck."

Loving the way he moans, you continued your ministration on his delicious cock. You watched with teary eyes as Taehyung closed his eyes in absolute pleasure, gripping the sheets of his bed.

Being bold, your hands snaked its way towards his, and took it gently in your own, and put his pretty hand on your head.

Taehyung snapping out of his pleasurable moment, looks down at you, looking so pretty sucking him off, with large eyes when he realized what you wanted him to do. Staring at you again, to confirm your request. You dropping your left eye in a wink, and that was all it took for him to thrust harshly against your waiting mouth.

Grunting out in absolute pleasure, Taehyung takes in a shaky breath feeling the back of your throat.

"Oh baby," He groans, gripping your hair and shoving you down his length, "Fu-fuck baby take me." and you did.

The sounds of Taehyung's pants and moans, along with your lewd sounds as you suck his cock so well filled his dorm room.

"Baby, please-" Taehyung chokes out, "stop--fuck, if you don't I'm gonna cum." Ignoring his plea, you continued to suck harder, pulling off and venturing down towards his balls and sucking them into your mouth. Taehyung groans, rutting his hips against you.

"Fuck, Jagi--baby-" Taehyung moans, you quickly take him all the way down your throat, his hips grinding against your face and cumming down your throat with a loud sigh.

Swallowing everything, you stand up on shaky legs to stare at his dazed face.

Taehyung had his lips between his teeth coming close to you and pressing a sweet--arguably loving, kiss. He smiled gratefully at you, before gently pushing you down onto his bed.

He flipped you over patting your ass. Your face pressed into the sheets, while Tae guided your hips up, your ass on full display for him.

“Look at how pretty you are,” He cooed, slapping your ass, “all wet and ready for me.” You felt him guide his thick cock towards your wet slit before pushing the head in. You let out a sigh, needing more.

“You gonna scream for me tonight, Jagi?” He taunted, pushing in slowly, “You gonna cum around my cock? Let me cum in you?” You whimpered, you loved it when he spoke to you this way. His voice deeper than normal, it was hot.

“Tell me baby,” He was thrusting into you now, pausing for a moment to let you adjust to his size, “you like the way I fuck you? You like the way my cock stretches you out?” By now, he was thrusting harder into you, slamming his hips against you, claiming you. You loved the way his girth stretched you out. Loving the way, he fits so perfectly inside you. You clenched around him, knowing that that’ll drive him crazy. The action causes Tae to go faster, reaching forward he wraps your hair around his hand, pulling your head back to arch your back.

“Fuck, jagi, such a good girl for me.” He seethed, thrusting harder into you, your pussy clenching onto his cock as he slips in and out of you. His free hand strikes your ass, causing you to moan out for him. You start to shake from the pleasure coursing through your body, you weren’t sure how much more you could handle. The teasing you both have endured for weeks leading up to the best fuck of your life, you weren’t sure if you could stop yourself from cumming.

“Shit, y/n, I’m not going to last.” He pumped his cock deeper in you, letting your hair go, he bends forward kissing your shoulder, “Baby, you need to tell me.” He grunted out, slowing his pace slightly, trying his best not to cum.

“Where do you want me, jagiya?” He was so close, so fucking close that if you don’t tell him within this minute, he was going to paint your walls with his cum.

“Inside me, cum inside me Tae, please.” You whimpered fucking yourself against his cock harder. Taehyung curses before slamming into you at such speed, that you can’t help but scream.

“Oh, my fuck, baby.” Taehyung groans with strangled breaths against your skin, as you scream against the sheets, cumming hard around his thick cock. Your cum dripping down his hard shaft while Taehyung continues to fuck you harder. With the final thrusts, Tae shoots his load inside you, biting his lip and groaning as you milk his cock, allowing him to ride through his high.

Breathing hard, the both of you sigh as you snuggle into the bed more. Taehyung pulls out, watching his cum drip out of you. You felt the bed dip slightly, feeling his fingers pushing his seed back into you, causing you to whimper. He peeled back the covers slipping in beside you and threw the blanket over top of you two. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your forehead as you laid out of breath. The steady beating of your hearts pressed against each other comforted you. Still in awe that you both just confessed your feelings for one another, neither of you spoke; you were on cloud nine and just being in Taehyung’s arms, that was enough to bring a lazy smile to your face causing Taehyung to peer down at you with adoration.

“I love you.” He whispered against your ears, cuddling you closer to him. You opened one eye and peaked up at him.

“More than your other fuck toys?” You whispered. He shook his head.

“There was never anyone else but you, baby.”

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When we were young (1)

Pairing — Jake × f!mc (Syianne Langford)

Genre — Hogwarts!au, (reluctant) friends to lovers, humor, fluff

Word count — 1.5k

Summary — Jake and Syianne had known each other since their first year, but growing up has changed their relationship and not for the better. While one of them tries to save it, the other doesn't want anything to do with it. Whatever will they do?

Notes — so! I'm back with a Jake fic after 7372862 years lol this is honestly not my best work and I hope you guys can ignore any discrepancies in there. Hopefully, you'll enjoy it 💖 p.s I'm a Slytherin myself ;)

It was a well known fact in Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry that every Slytherin needed a Hufflepuff.

The mostly brooding house members get a bad reputation because of the work of previous students in Slytherin and that's why, it was an unspoken rule amongst the Hufflepuffs that they'd all befriend at least one Slytherin so that no one feels alone at the magical school. Because no matter which house they belonged to, no one deserves to feel as if they're not wanted.

And while the houses were much more comfortable and united with each other after the defeat of Voldemort, some stigmas ran too deep to be ignored so easily.

Jake knew this. Had known it ever since he sat down at the Slytherin table after his sorting and the older students mentioned that they'd be greeted enthusiastically by the Hufflepuffs and not to be put out by this. They'd be getting a friend for life after all, one that won't discriminate against them because of the colors they wore.

He just didn't expect his Hufflepuff to be a cheerful, bubbly and overly optimistic girl, Syianne Langford.

Don't get him wrong, he really appreciated having a friend right from the beginning of his journey at Hogwarts. It had seemed like a godsend at first, considering how shy and antisocial he tended to be. And Syianne was nice, she really was. It was just…..she was too nice. He couldn't understand how a person could be so happy at all times and as much as he appreciated her, he also didn't like spending a lot of time with her. It was confusing in the beginning, to say the least, how he could hold a civil conversation with her one day and then didn't speak to her again for two.

Now in his fifth year, he wished he had gotten anyone else other than her as he watched her enter the Potions classroom and scan the room for him. His attempts to hide himself by ducking his head seemed to not have worked as he heard her quick steps come towards him, sliding on the stool next to him.

"Hello, Jake!"

Merlin, how was she so loud? And why? It was only 11 am, and he just wanted to go to sleep. But of course, his Hufflepuff was the human embodiment of sunshine and he sighed, lifting his head and giving Syianne a strained smile.

"Hello, Syianne. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing good! I'm so excited for herbology today, I heard Professor Sprout is going to let us handle the venomous tentacula!" She chirped, practically bouncing on her stool, which teetered uncertainty. She had a wide smile on her face and Jake almost felt bad for what he was about to say.

"Why are you happy about coming in contact with a poisonous plant? One that could kill you?" He scrunched his face, not liking Herbology or the hazardous greenhouses they had to study in. They were too bright and colorful for his taste.

Syianne's eyes dimmed a little and she pouted, narrowing her eyes.

"You could at least pretend to be excited. The plant is actually very sweet once you get to know her," she grumbled and Jake looked at her in disbelief and something akin to horror.

"Her? Are you—"

"Good morning class! Let's begin today's lesson shall we?"

The Professor entered the classroom and they began the lesson. Jake would have thought that Syianne would be cross with him after he insulted her precious plants but to his chagrin, she was back to her usual self and talked to him all throughout the lesson, with him giving less than enthusiastic responses to her rapid questions. By the end of the lesson, Jake's hands were tired from stirring the potion and his ears were about to fall off.

He finally heaved a sigh of relief when the Professor said that they could leave and continue making it in the next class. He practically tossed his books in the bag and got up from his seat when a hand caught his wrist. He swivelled around to frown at Syianne who only smiled in return.

"We have Herbology next, let's go walk together?" She asked and he thought of various reasons he could use to get out of it but in the end, nodded wearily, getting a blinding smile from the girl in return.

"Great, let's go!"

The walk to Herbology greenhouses was rather pleasant. Syianne didn't speak as much, taking in the sight of the large grounds and Jake had a minute to himself. He was thinking that if it was like this all the time, he could get used to Syianne's company, before his thoughts were interrupted by Syianne grabbing his arm and yanking him towards herself.

He stumbled and almost fell onto her but at the last minute, held onto her shoulders to avoid the both of them tumbling to the ground. He raised his head to angrily berate her but froze realising how close they were to each other. Jake, never being one for close physical contact, blushed furiously, his cheeks turning the color of Griffindor's flag and sputtered, releasing her shoulders and stepping aside.

"Wh-why did you do that?" He cleared his throat but didn't have to wait for an answer as Richy Rogers, a Ravenclaw, swooshed past them on his broom, laughter ringing behind his wake and Professor McGonagall's angry voice telling him to 'come back here at once!'.

Jake turned to Syianne, awkwardly trying to thank her for saving him but she just shook her head with a smile.

"Come on, we're friends. It's what we do for each other," she said and then continued on towards the greenhouses.

Jake felt a little silly afterwards. Since growing up, he had even less interest in talking to anyone and usually remained by himself or occasionally with his half sister Lilly. He began to distance himself from Syianne, who he used to spend some time with earlier but now it was only when they had classes together. He decided that he'd try to be a little more civil with the girl who was still trying to save their friendship. He didn't have to constantly be around her but he'll try not to give dry answers in response to her never-ending questions.

The Herbology classroom was filled with nervous students with a few excited exceptions and Jake found himself stepping back when Professor Sprout placed a writhing tentacula on their table. Syianne looked like Christmas had come early as she watched the plants arms slither around the table, trying to find something to latch onto.

"Today you'll be collecting three leaves from your respective plants for your Potions inventory. These plants are still babies but that doesn't mean they can't hurt you. Be careful not to let them sting you, you'll be out for days if it happens. You can use a stunning charm to stun them and collect the leaves. Now please begin!"

Jake had even less of a desire to do anything after hearing Professor Sprout's words but Syianne was all for it, wearing her dragon hide gloves and looking at him.

Jake sighed and wore his gloves, carefully stepping towards the plant. He took out his wand to perform the stunning spell when Syianne came between him and the plant, cooing and stroking it's vines. He faltered, looking at her in disbelief as she baby talked the plant and to his surprise, the plant calmed down and stopped moving.

"How are you doing that?" He couldn't help but ask and she turned to him with a grin.

"They're babies, aren't they? So I'm just calming them down. We won't have to stun them that way. Here, you try!" She stepped aside to allow him to tackle the plant but he immediately shook his head.

"No, I'm good."

"Nonsense, it won't bite."

But alas, Jake's luck for the day seemed to have run out because as soon as Syianne stopped touching the plant, it started writhing like before and one of it's vines immediately wrapped around Jake's arm, tightening around it. Before Jake could stun him, the vines yanked him forward and his stomach collided with the corner of the table, knocking all breath out of him. He fell to his knees, wincing as the thorns cut his arm.

Just as suddenly as it had happened, Jake felt the vines release his arm and Professor Sprout leaning over him, with Syianne at his side, looking at him worriedly.

Efforts to reconcile be damned, he didn't even want to see her face right now.

"I'm afraid we might have to go to the hospital wing, dear. And don't worry about your assignment, I'm sure Syianne will manage by herself," Professor Sprout said, lifting him up and Syianne nodded rapidly at her words.

Gritting his teeth, he sent her a sharp look, making clear his dislike and took grim satisfaction in the fact that her face fell and she wasn't smiling anymore.

#duskwood #duskwood jake #everbyte duskwood #duskwood game #everbyte #jake × mc #duskwood jake × mc #jake × player #duskwood fanfic #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood hogwarts au #jake fanfic #duskwood player

[tendertokyo]

My take on NCT at Hogwarts

what is it with me and being active on this god forsaken app all of a sudden... anyways, i know that we've thrown jk rowling in the garbage but listen i can't just throw away my whole childhood for one stupid rich white cis woman. also i have no idea what's going on with the neos but when do i ever? alright here we go

taeil: he's giving me frustrated hufflepuff, like he really wished to be in gryffindoor but it didn't work out. think he'd be a halfblood and have a pet toad. likes to visit hagrid for tea sometimes. simps over some bad bitch in slytherin, really thinks she's into him too, everyone tells him she's way out of his league. broke his wand twice already trying to open a can of sardines

taeyong: also strong hufflepuff energy. he's the keeper and captain of their quidditch team and a prefect too, picked purely cause he's good with kids. walks around without his scarf in the cold winter because he wrapped it around ten's neck one morning and nagged on him for not taking care of his health properly, never got the scarf back and doesn't mind. i feel like snape would intimidate the crap out of him, like he would not be able to stay calm during his classes rip. he'd be adored by all the other teachers though, especially flitwick who believes he's really gifted in charms

johnny: a gryffindoor pureblood and keeper and captain of the quidditch team. always the one who tries to talk things out with mcgonnagall when they pull some stupid shit and get caught, never successful. has the marauders map and likes to throw underground raves in hidden rooms and tunnels. buddies with peeves and the house elves. buddies with everyone actually. and regardless of liking him like that or not, every girl in school has fantasized of fucking him in the quidditch locker room showers ooooop-

yuta: omg the heartbreaker of the school. a halfblood slytherin prefect and beater. snape's favourite student, like he gets whatever he wants from that man without trying. everyone is lowkey into him cause of his hot and mysterious vibe and there are so many rumours about his sex life circulating around, but no one actually knows if he's seeing someone. people also speculate he's a metamorphmagus but no lol he just dies his hair a lot. has a pet cat who's mean to everyone except him and mark. likes to explore the forbidden forest cause he's a weirdo

doyoung: a ravenclaw pureblood who hates quidditch, only shows up for taeyong's matches and nags him afterwards if hufflepuff loses. he's the headboy and happily uses his title to threaten haechan. hates divination with a passion and idolizes mcgonnagal, as he should. knows everyone's bussiness in the whole damn castle, never starts drama but almost always ends it. used to tutor some younger students but they quickly realised he's a mini mcgonnagall and zoomed straight outta there. snape lowkey wishes he was in slytherin but don't tell anyone

kun: gryffindoor headboy, probably the calmest person in that entire house and the only one who can kinda control the chaos. if yangyang or hendery annoy him too much he'll give them the wrong password on purpose, mcgonnagal has this unspoken respect for him for that reason. feels really bad for the house elves and wants to help them as much as he can. known as the dad or daddy of gryffindoor, depending on who you ask hehehehe

ten: the artsiest ravenclaw but fucking terrible at riddles, so he's always stuck at the door unless someone let's him inside lmao. is super into divination but purely for the aesthetic. never wears his uniform properly, always wears taeyong's scarf and lots of witchy jewelry. started a dance club in the room of requirement, loves hogwarts halloween with his whole heart. set a classroom on fire once and managed to sneak away undetected. always hooks up with someone at johnny's parties

jaehyun: the fucking fratboy of gryffindoor. he's a halfblood and a chaser on the quidditch team. left so many girls on read oh my god. sneaks alcohol and weed into school, coorganizes parties with johnny, yuta and mark. people think he's this hot bad boy or some shit, lol no bitch he's a dumbass don't waste your energy on a doofus like him, have you heard his laugh he sounds like a 45 year old man. mcgonnagall doesn't trust him at all, always looks at him with shifty eyes. the fat lady flirts with him everytime he approaches the commonroom door

winwin: on the snobby pureblood side of slytherin, like he gives off really judgy vibes. is in ten's dance club, there's a rumor going around that he's an animagus 'cause he moves gracefully like a cat or smth, but he isn't he's just really talented. spends most of his time in the owlery petting birds. the bloody baron freaks him out, most of the ghosts do. tried to be a big brother figure to renjun and chenle but they bullied his ass like crazy so he dropped them like hot potatoes

jungwoo: the most confident gryffindoor y'all. he's a muggleborn and a chaser. has the cutest pet owl, is really into care of magical creatures. snape hates him because he's too "sunny" of a person. wild at parties but looks fine in the morning somehow. the biggest flirt you'll ever meet and has so many bitches wrapped around his little finger lol, there's a rumor going around that he's real beast in bed. awesome at dueling, uses his cute airhead shtick to apsolutely destroy people. can you tell i love his pisces ass?

lucas: a hufflepuff halfblood and beater. wannabe fuckboy but can't because he cares too much lol, those muscles are made of feelings dawg. hits on every girl he sees and is almost always successful 'cause we're weak for cute and sweet himbos. is the biggest show off on the quidditch field and has his own fan club. really into care for magical creatures, like literally wants to befriend every single one of them, hagrid has to pull his ass away from them before he gets hurt rip

mark: a gryffindoor prodigy, a muggleborn and a chaser. the most stressed prefect you've ever seen. mcgonnagall has a soft spot for him and everyone knows it. snape dislikes him but respects him because he's fucking brilliant at potions. a lot of people like him and are into him but he doesn't know how to respond to them lol socially awkward king. plans parties with johnny yuta jaehyun and ten, is always roped into the dreamies schemes against his will. no one can fucking tell if him and haechan are on good terms cause they're at each other's throats all the time, but slobber all over each other like crazy when they get drunk

xiaojun: the most emotional ravenclaw. a halfblood and a prefect. he dated a girl for a long time and she broke his heart, moped about it in the prefect's bathroom for ages. lowkey believes she cheated on him with yuta but isn't sure, is extra weary around him though. says he's done with love but then simps over a new girl every two weeks smh. no one understands how he's such good friends with hendery and yangyang, like the combination of the two of them is a recipe for disaster. whenever they rope him into their bullshit, he always manages to drop their asses in the perfect time and doesn't get caught. many portaits are jealous of him 'cause he has better bone structure then them lol

hendery: the best definition of a gryffindoor. comes from a rich pureblood family, is a beater on the quidditch team. he's the life of the party, man. out of all the students he hates, he is the one snape hates the MOST and he's so proud of that. a really fast runner so he never ends up in detention 'cause it's just too hard to catch him. buddies with the ghosts and hagrid. tries really hard to impress girls, it only works half of the time when he's not being too intense

yangyang: also a gryffindoor pureblood, tried out for the chaser position but didn't make it, is still bitter about it. has a really fucked up owl that always messes up his letters. constantly in detention, like he's cleaned that entire castle by himself 43 times already. also in ten's dance club, also really good at dueling when he actually tries. really into muggle culture, explores it in his free time and shows everyone cool, new music he found all the time. gives kun daily headaches cause he's way too energetic in the morning

shotaro: imma say he's a hufflepuff but don't quote me on that cause i don't know him that well. he seems like he'd have lots of friends though and would be in ten's dance club

sungchan: don't know him well either so i'll just say gryffindoor??

renjun: i'm torn between ravenclaw and slytherin, gonna go with slytherin for him. he's a halfblood and a prefect, also uses his title to threaten haechan. loves defence against the dark arts anď herbology, might become a healer someday. gets tricked by the moving staircases all the fucking time, ends up at madam pomfrey's way more than he likes to admit. likes the slytherin aesthetic but can't stand the evil stereotypes. most people think him and chenle are brothers, wants to strangle chenle when he plays into it. once told the bloody baron to fuck off, no one dares get on his bad side since that day

jeno: pureblood hufflepuff prefect and a chaser. he's the cute, athletic guy everyone has a crush on. is on snape's good side 'cause he likes cleaning up his brewing station after finishing the task the lession is about. is the best flyer in the entire school and has the best chance of getting scouted in the future, everyone knows it but if you mention it to him he blushes like crazy. i feel like he's been in many fwb situations but they all ended well because he's a gentleman

haechan: a slytherin through and through. halfblood and seeker on the quidditch team. thought he was gonna be prefect and was hella pissed he wasn't chosen, i mean hello you're a snake who would want to give a snake authority goddamn it. also always complains during quidditch matches, calls everything a foul just 'cause he wants to win. puts up this persona of the mischevious slytherin boy but it falls flat on it's ass because he's peeves's favourite target

jaemin: a muggleborn hufflepuff, because of that reason he's sworn to himself he'll take care of jisung like a mother. a chaser on the quidditch team. such a sweetheart my gosh, like that dude is always so happy, unless he hasn't drunk his 6 cups of coffee. speaking of, mcgonnagall and pomfrey worry for his health like crazy but won't admit it. excells at care for magical creatures and charms, horrible at ancient runes like he didn't think there'd be so much math involved. girls are also crazy into him but he's such an introvert, the thought of someone wanting to be around him so much scares him. still flirts with everything that breathes lol

chenle: a slytherin and a pureblood, from one of those rich old families. because of that people expect him to be a lil brat, turns out to be the coolest guy you'll ever meet. he's friends with everyone regardless of house, a chaser on the quidditch team, known as the one who scores the most points in a game. he's great at defence against the dark arts and transfiguration, is thinking about becoming an auror 'cause that dude fears nothing i'm telling you. was made a prefect instead of haechan, rubs it in his face like crazy, but ultimately just let's people get away with stupid shit like "haha nice one, respect". memorized all the secret passageways of the castle in his head, helps johnny, mark, ten and jaehyun with their parties. pisses off filch like no other, was in detention all the time with yangyang until they realised how terrible it is when the two of them are in close contact lol so he gets let off the hook all the time. also fucking flirts with everything that breathes, the biggest fucking tease like you never know what he means smh

jisung: jaemin's muggleborn hufflepuff son, though most people are surprised he isn't in gryffindoor 'cause god the reckless shit that boy pulls... always late to breakfast with his uniforn all messy. people think he's very innocent but like his bestfriend is chenle, so how pure could he be. he's a seeker on the quidditch team, goes extra hard during hufflepuff-slytherin matches 'cause he wants to knock haechan off his high horse. blushes like crazy whenever he sees a cute girl which only gives chenle more reason to tease him 'cause he's a lil bitch like that. is the star of ten's dance club but has tripped and fallen down multiple flights of stairs, this kid's a walking paradox

to conclude:

gryffindoor: johnny, kun, jaehyun, jungwoo, mark, hendery, yangyang, sungchan

hufflepuff: taeil, taeyong, lucas, jeno, jaemin, shotaro, jisung

ravenclaw: doyoung, ten, xiaojun

slytherin: yuta, winwin, renjun, haechan, chenle

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #hogwarts #nct imagines #nct scenarios #taeil #taeyong #johnny #yuta #doyoung #kun #nct ten #jaehyun #winwin #jungwoo #lucas #yukhei #mark lee #hendery #xiaojun #yangyang #shotaro #sungchan #renjun #jeno #jaemin #haechan #chenle #jisung

[in-tua-deep]

Hufflepuff Five is so good! Are the Hargreeves lives as students as adventurous like the main crew from HP? What about the Ministry of Magic? Would they get involved if someone caught wind of the sibling’s powers that weren’t just magic?

Their lives are SO wack honestly like, they just vibe. They just are going through their magical youth being absolute feral children who don’t trust adults as far as they can throw them while trying to hide their weird funky powers and also ravenously going through magical feats like they’re going out of style

Luther is every sibling’s go-to practice partner because apparently durability extends to being like? Slightly magic resistant? Basically if you hit Luther with a spell it will only be like, maybe half power? So the siblings use him as a magical shield half the time and an experiment the other half and Luther just Suffers Through This until it all goes wrong and he ends up as a werewolf, oops

(But at least Ben is alive! Honestly the only reason Luther wasn’t straight up mauled to death was a combo of his durability, Ben’s proficiency in healing magic, and Ben managing to befriend the acromantulas)

(Luther eventually gets a sense of humor about this after long years of working on accepting himself and constantly threatens to bite his siblings or makes comments about them looking extra tasty when they irritate him)

Allison is a quidditch star, super popular and athletic as all hell. She probably ends up being the Slytherin team captain, honestly. Allison is all glamor and charisma and in her later years of hogwarts has an absolute blast. Allison is very much functional passing so she’s usually the front man to get the professors off their backs, but she also is the front man for a lot of the shit that the family sell for extra spending money. Five and Ben might make potions, but Allison rules the underground black market in slytherin with an iron fist (which gets them into shenanigans involving other kids who Owe Debts)

Diego is on the gryffindor quidditch team and so him and Allison are constantly at each other’s throats on the pitch (Allison sometimes rumors him during matches when she gets within earshot which makes all of the siblings yell at him but she maintains that he gets to use his stupid powers to score points so she should get to as well). Diego gets roped into everything because he’s super soft. He starts a lot of fights because he has vigilante genes so he serves a lot of detentions. His house tolerates him losing them points because the man is a wizard with a quaffle

(Diego and Allison actually practice a lot together, which their respective teams are like HMMMM over but they’re siblings and slytherin knows that Allison would never hesitate to knock Diego off his broom and wave cheerily as he falls to his death, and gryffindor is aware that Diego can, should, and must throw a ball directly at Allison’s dumb face if she gets too close to him because of the Cain Instinct)

(Honestly Allison and Diego do a LOT for interhouse unity, showing that you can still be ride or die for each other while also wanting greatly to kill each other uwu)

Ben is too independent for his own good, which is what gets him into trouble. He likes gardening, and he likes herbs, and sometimes he’s just GOTTA go into the forbidden forest on a full moon to gather these very specific ingredients, c’mon. He also just. Likes spending time in the forbidden forest. He’s Hagrid’s favorite student because he doesn’t bat an eye at all the weird magical creatures, bc homeboy got an eldritch horror in his navel. Ben makes friends with the acromantulas (who have a healthy respect for him after the Horror ate a few of them), patiently avoids the centaurs, and bribes the pixies into giving him their shed wings through liberal application of jam stolen from the Hogwarts kitchens. 

You know what Allison is functional passing and Ben is distinguished passing, all their teachers assume that Ben is the most put together of them but they’re WRONG. They haven’t seen Ben at two in the morning yanking Vanya out of ben because if they don’t break into greenhouse four and help those poor fucking plants the first years are tending to they’re all going to DIE and that’s not fair??? ben is single handedly going to save all those poor plants (and all those first year’s grades)

Vanya is just VIBING, he ends up coming out as trans in fourth year and gets to be roommates with Ben which is pretty sweet. If only Ben didn’t drag him into shenanigans?? All the teachers are like “ah yes Vanya, such a quiet boy not like his siblings at all” but Vanya can will should and must climb onto the roof of the astronomy tower to play his violin because He Just Likes To Be Tall. Vanya once punched a snobby ravenclaw kid in the nose and then stared them down saying “the teachers will never believe you.”

Vanya steals Luther to practice his powers with in unused classrooms the most?? he’s durable. he’ll be fine if Vanya blasts him into a wall with his powers lol

Vanya’s solution to all their problems is “do you want me to blow it up with my powers?” or “do you want me to kill them for you?” 

(All of the siblings now refuse to duel with Vanya except for Luther bc Vanya is RUTHLESS. He WILL murder his siblings (almost) given the chance. They’re all so lucky that Ben is so good at healing and carries extra vials of healing potions on his person otherwise Madame Pomfrey would be VERY CONCERNED)

Five and Klaus probably get into the most shenanigans? Klaus gets less and less afraid of ghosts the more he runs into nice ones like Fred Weasley. Fred also lovingly nurtures Klaus’s absolutely terrible sense of humor and encourages him to prank the whole school. Klaus knows ALL the secret passageways thanks to Fred, a previous owner of the Maurauder’s map, so he’s just like. Constantly in the walls. He once dropped out of the ceiling to get to transfiguration in time and nobody even commented on it because Klaus is just Like That.

(A few people see Klaus’s boney elbows and knobbley knees and thinks he’s a good target for bullying just because he’s a slytherin and interhouse awfulness absolutely it at an all time high so recently after the war. YEAH his siblings step in and put the fear of god into any bullies, but Klaus fights like a cornered raccoon.)

Five is just way too smart and curious for his own good. He likes to poke around, figure things out, and also make money. Five does people’s homework, charges them for potions or rune work, tutors, dismantles shit in the chamber of secrets, ALSO explores the secret passageways (and finds some that weren’t on the map), is lovingly bullied into Friendship Activities with his housemates, breaks into the other houses’s common rooms for funsies, and keeps getting fed by the house elves who found out he can ‘apparate’ like them (without a wand) and have apparently adopted him against his will

Five is the sibling who has his fingers in like. ALL the pies. and just constantly pops up and drags them into things. Five will be helping Klaus with potions homework then glance up and tell Diego he’s cashing in the favor he’s owed for carving runes into Diego’s knives and that Diego now gets to break into Douglas Eddington’s room to steal back Lana Delwich’s diary so that Five can trade it to Lana for her rare Solomon Babik chocolate frog card which Five can give to Barnaby Beeson in exchange for a Large Distraction of Five’s Choice and a sketchy book on ward breaking which Five needs so he can break into the headmaster’s office to get a confiscated dark magic book that has some information Five needs to alter a potion that he’s probably going to make Luther drink later

Five is the sibling who is like “Ugh, I thought I was trading for some nundu ingredients but now i have a Whole Baby Nundu in the basement :/”

Which, of course, Klaus wants to keep despite the poison breath.

“This is literally one of the most dangerous magical creatures, we are not keeping it.” Luther says, unimpressed. However, he definitely has it cradled in his arms and makes kissy faces at it when he thinks no one is looking. (Apparently baby toxic nundu breath only makes Luther sneeze, so there’s that?)

“If you guys are arrested for smuggling I am not bailing you out.” Is Allison’s only decree about the matter.

Honestly I wouldn’t be shocked if someone DID eventually find out about one of the siblings’ powers - however, they would come to entirely the wrong conclusion about them?? Because this is a world of MAGIC and so everything magical has to have a magical explanation, right???

Luther is durable as all fuck???? Uhhhhh maybe he has some like. Troll blood or giant blood something back in his family line, obviously not something he would ever want the world to know about bc of species-ism

Allison can make you do whatever you want with her words????? Maybe she’s part veela? With that charm appeal?

Five is doing. Wandless apparation?? I mean, that’s rare as FUCK but wandless magic is,,, grudgingly accepted though it’s usually only used for small or very familiar spells and not usually something as complex as apparation but OKAY just sit him down and forbid him from doing it anymore bc boy boutta be SPLICED or some shit

Klaus can. Klaus can talk to ghosts. Who are not full ghosts. Hmm. huh. Maybe it’s?? A family ability??? a super rare one? like being a metamorphagus? (What the fuck??????? what the FUCK???????)

Primarily the kids started off paranoid because they believed that their abilities indicated that they weren’t the same type of magic, and they didn’t want to be returned to their father, and then it progressed into “these abilities might make people scared of us (looking at you allison, with your imperius-ass abilites)” or “we can’t afford that kind of scrutiny or curiosity about our powers (they might find out luther is a werewolf or something idk)” and “if we are ‘desirable’ children with ‘rare abilities’ the government might try to split us up and adopt us into weird pureblood families or something OR might try to lock us up (like where would they even put Ben??)”

honestly if ben ever got found out he’d just deadpan “it’s a curse, hand me the black wormroot would you?” and be like “oh yeah it’s under control i just go vibe in the woods every so often and rip up a tree or something. I think the horror wants to be the whomping willow when it grows up actually, so just don’t get too close when i’m in the horror zone. if you can live with a murder tree on campus you can live with me on campus”

someone sees vanya fuck something up with his powers and is like ???? and Vanya is just like “accidental magic lol” 

“aren’t you... a bit... old for accidental magic...”

“accidental. magic.”

#hogwarts au #they get into so many shenanigans op you have no idea #honestly they probably get a lot looser with publically using their powers #except for allison #she keeps a lock on that shit bc it's an azkaban sentence for using imperius babie #also yes vanya is trans in the hogwarts au now sorry i don't make the rules #congrats elliot page for coming out #i'll probably vary between my aus what is going on with vanya but hogwarts au vanya is trans #he shares a room with ben and gets dragged along to help ben break into greenhouses #five has put himself in charge of getting funds for their futures #because they might survive on the hogwarts orphan fund right now but what about AFTER diego #allison is going to become a famous quidditch player so she doesn't care #but the REST of them??? #allison is a jock and you can pry that from my cold dead hands #they have less 'take down the government' school shenanigans #more 'magical school that can kill you' type things #and also whatever shady shit five has gotten into #the slytherins have given up keeping five out of their common room #someone: what have you got there? #ben with the horror out gesturing with a tentacle: a smoothie #luther about being a werewolf: i'm a MONSTER #five: and WHERE was this attitude when you ate my last jar of marshmallow fluff? #the siblings are all just. immune to bullshit now honestly #long post #far tua long #Anonymous

[krreader]

untraditional.

pairing: gryffindor!kim namjoon x slytherin!reader fandom: bts ; harry potter warnings: non idol!au ; hogwarts!au ; mentions of sex  genre: crack ; fluff ; smut word count: 2.1k+

summary: after the battle of hogwarts, the school decided to bring the rivalry houses closer together. every year, you would get a partner from your rival house and this year, you really hit the jackpot.

a/n: hiiii @namucries​, idk how this idea formed, I literally just started writing and I am so happy with it. like I actually really love the plot? lol. anyways, I hope you enjoy it bb!!!

After the battle of Hogwarts, the school decided that they needed to make some changes. Not just in regards to fortification and the likes, but to how they ran the school.

This ever growing rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor couldn’t continue any longer. If it hadn’t been like this from the beginning, then maybe this whole Draco and Harry situation could have been avoided and then maybe things would have been different. 

And so the professors had decided that each year, you’d be assigned a partner from a “rivalry” house. That was true for Slytherin and Gryffindor, but not so much for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. They didn’t mind this nearly as much as you and your peers.

It was a huge deal every year. Who would be your rival partner that you were stuck with for the rest of the year? Would you be lucky and at least score some eye candy or would you be stuck with a wizard or witch that could barely hold their wand up straight? It was a surprise every year.

“I can’t believe this,” your best friend shook her head as she walked out of McGonagall’s office, “This is the fourth year in a row they’ve assigned another girl to me. I thought that now that I’m finally old enough..-“

You let out a snort, “You do know that there’s plenty of fish to catch in our own house, right?”

“Yeah, but where’s the thrill in that?” she let out a sigh and leaned against the wall, nudging her head to the door, “Fingers crossed you’re luckier than me.”

You didn’t care much about your partners. You’ve managed to avoid all previous ones on most occasions with lame excuses such as: “I’m sorry, I feel really bad today” or, “I’m so busy today, let’s study together some other time.” Most of them cared as little for you as you did for them, so it never caused an issue. Except for last year, when the guy that you were assigned to developed a crush on you and found out that you were spending your time with other Slytherin boys, rather than with him. He told on you, told the professors how you had been doing this for years - basically going against the rules - and so this year, you fully expected them to get back at you for that and assign you a partner that you’d suffer with for a year.

But the moment you entered the headmaster’s office and your eyes fell on the guy that was - apparently - your partner, you stopped walking.

“Hello there,” after a moment of staring, your confidence came back and you now smirked, “Did I just hit the jackpot?”

The guy furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the headmaster with raised eyebrows, “That’s her?!”

McGonagall let out a disapproving sigh and shook her head a little, looking at you over the rim over glasses, “Ms. (Y/L/N), do everyone in the room a favour and have a seat.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” you sat down right next to the guy and licked your lips, crossing one leg over the other while continuing to grin at him.

“This is Namjoon. Your designated partner for this year. And..-“ just as you wanted to say something, McGonagall quickly continued, “This is your punishment for this year. Namjoon has been assigned Gryffindor’s headboy and you will help him with anything that he needs and wants.”

This obviously meant errands and helping Gryffindor become a stronger house. That’s what everyone else would have heard in that sentence. But you took away only two things.

“Sure, anything he needs. I’m down for that punishment,” and when McGonagall got up with an annoyed huff, you whispered, “Quite literally.”

At this point, you would have assumed the guy to blush and become intimidated, but Namjoon just smiled at you, despite it not holding any humor to it: “Does that usually work on others of my gender?”

“Don’t worry, some men need a few hours to warm up to me. I’m sure you and I will get along well,” you got up and bounced on your heels, “Thanks for this, headmaster.”

“It’s not a..- just get out,” she had enough of you.

“So.. where are we going first?” this was day one of you being Namjoon’s partner. Unfortunately, it didn’t start with a tumble in his bed, but the day was still young, “How about we go for a butter beer and get to know each other better?”

“I have friends for that,” Namjoon retorted making you stop in your tracks for a moment, but then catch up to him with a laugh.

“Oh, this is going to be so good. I love it when men aren’t shy. Makes them so much more attractive, you know?”

Namjoon let out a snort and shook his head, “Not sure you’ll think of me that way after today.”

Suddenly you came to a stop at a willow. Normally, that’d be a nice sight. Nature, grass, the sun.. But it was not like the paintings hanging in the castle that you often admired, it wasn’t a willow full of magical creatures that you could be amazed by.

It was..-

“COWS?!”

“Yep,” Namjoon grinned and pushed a bucket into your hands, “Someone needs to clean the willow, since Hagrid is away for the month. Nobody was willing to do so and since you and I got paired up, I figured I have the perfect candidate for the job.”

“What, someone to clean?!”

“Someone who is used to shit. After all, that’s all that comes out of your mouth, isn’t it?” Namjoon wiggled his eyebrows at you and put his hands in the pockets of his pants, “I’ll be over there reading up for my next class if you need me.”

“Wh..- You’re not even helping me?“ but you had no option, because he was walking away and the cows were already approaching you, curious about who this new person was that had entered their willow, “Hey, stop that,” you tried to scurry away from them when they started nibbling on your shirt.

This was so not what you had hoped today to look like. Cleaning cow shit.. was Hagrid seriously the only taking care of this? Poor guy..

Still, all the while you were cleaning, you kept muttering curse words directed at Namjoon, even if he couldn’t hear them. They made you feel better. 

How dare he be so rude with you? You didn’t just talk shit, you were a great girl. Smart and well-read and.. stupid.

You straightened your back and furrowed your eyebrows, “What the hell am I doing?” you whispered to yourself.

I’m a freaking member of goddamn Slytherin. Slytherin’s don’t just clean like that, they’re too smart for that. Use your magic, you moron!

Whatever Namjoon wanted you to do, you’d bend the rules to your will as much as you wanted. What was important was that it was clean, right?

So you pulled out your wand and cast the spell that you figured would help you out most here. And indeed, after casting it for a few times, the willow looked as good as new. And with a final spell for a nice smell, you walked back to Namjoon with a smirk on your face. As in: HA, didn’t expect that one, huh?

“I’m impressed,” he smiled up at you from the ground, then got up and brushed over his pants, before saying in all honesty: “I knew there was talent slumbering somewhere within you. You shouldn’t hide it under that ‘cool kid’ facade, you know?”

“What?” you snorted, “I don’t.”

“Yeah, you do. It’s painfully obvious,” he shrugged, “It’s fine, you do you and all. I just think it’s a shame that you try to hide how smart you are in fear of it ruining your reputation. Because see, McGonagall didn’t just choose me as your partner because she knew I had enough errands I’d need help on, but because she knows there’s more to you than what you want everyone to believe. She thought I might be able to help you with that.”

And for the first time in forever, you had no words to that. No witty comeback and no flirty remark that you could say to that. He had seen through you on your first day of you two being together. That hasn’t happened before… ever.

“Anyways, we should go to class,” and to make you even more speechless, Namjoon took off his robe and placed it over your shoulders, since you had forgotten yours - or more likely simply opted not to wear it because you didn’t want to.

You were… so confused.

What were those feelings you were feeling right now?!

You had never cared about your rival partner in the years before, but that changed with you having been assigned to Namjoon. That first day on the willow spent together was the beginning of a, you dared to say, friendship.

He made you understand that being this sarcastic asshole wasn’t nearly as cool as you thought it was. He made you realise that you had a lot more talent than you even knew of yourself. He showed you that, even if you didn’t, he believed in you.

Your friends kept telling you how much you changed, and while some of them laughed about it at first, they all accepted you now. 

The real you that you’ve been trying to hide for so long. The girl that could be kind when need be and was incredibly smart on tests and in classes.. or in general.

But the sarcasm part? The flirty part? Your rival partner couldn’t quite get rid of that..

“Well, don’t you look dazzling,” you grinned as you spotted Namjoon at the Yule Ball. Both of you had come with different partners, but neither of these were anything more than friends.

“Right? The pants look great on me,” he complimented himself with a grin.

“True,” you pretended to think for a moment as you stared at them, then you looked at him from under your eyelashes, “But you’d look even better without them.”

Namjoon couldn’t help but let out a laugh. At this point, he had come to accept that this was just a part of you that he couldn’t change. And well.. maybe he didn’t even want it to.

“We’re here with other people, yet you’re flirting with me. Don’t you think that’s rude?”

“Not at all. And besides, I wanted you to ask me out, but you didn’t,” you pretended to be hurt by pouting your lips, “We could have had so much fun tonight.”

And see, the Namjoon that YOU knew - or at least thought you did-, would have laughed and turned around to walk away. But that man still surprised you every single day. He took a sip from his drink, then placed it on the table next to him and pushed his hands into the pockets of his dashing pants.

“We still could.”

Not the answer you had expected, same as that look that he threw you.

That look.

Before you could reply, he turned around and walked away. But instead of re-joining his date - that had since formed a little group of girlfriends around her, all laughing, thankfully - he left the ballroom.

And well… you couldn’t not follow, right?

He continued walking, even though you were sure that you knew you were only a few steps behind him, through several hallways and up several flights of stairs, until you were finally standing in front of the Gryffindor common room where he had waited for you.

“Hm.. I’m pretty sure I won’t be allowed in there,” you cocked your head to the side, “But whatever it is that you had in mind.. I’m sure it’s innocent enough for us to do right here?”

You licked your lips, then bit down on your lower lip with a grin.

Namjoon was leaning against the railing of the stairs, confidently so. He looked insanely good right there. So good that you wanted to jump on him this very moment. 

But he took the initiative.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him, smashed his lips against yours and kissed you so deeply that he literally knocked the breath out of your lungs. It was a passionate kiss, tongues and teeth clashing against each other and hands already beginning to wander, despite the… not very private environment.

But this desperation only proved how much sexual attraction had been building between you two. Because as much as Namjoon had tried to hide it the first few months, he liked you as much as you liked him.. sexually at first, and then later, on a more deeper level. 

But that was another story. Right now, this was about what you needed in that moment.

“I want you,” Namjoon whispered against your lips.

“Then take me,” is what you whispered back without having to think twice about it.

And he would have. He would have pinned you against his mattress and would have pounded into you until you were screaming his name. And you would have let him. You would have begged him not to stop, because you were already sure that he was good. 

But goddamn it, the Fat Lady just had to ruin it, huh?

“Uhm, excuse me, young lads.. I tried to let you two enjoy yourselves for as long as I possibly could, but I just heard what you said and there is no way I can let you inside now.”

These stupid rules. What were the professors so scared about? Pregnancies? You were witches and wizards, you weren’t stupid enough not to know how to prevent that from happening.

You were almost certain that Namjoon would just call it a night with a heavy sigh and you’d be left horny for the rest of the night, but instead, he pushed himself off the railing and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, whispering: “Headboy’s have a lot of privileges these days, you know? The Prefects’ bathroom is open 24/7 for us to use. Us alone,” into your ear.

Well, well… there were so many things you did not know about this man and you couldn’t wait to find them all out.

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[klaus-is-the-real-number-1]

The day we caught the train (Slytherin!Five x Hufflepuff!Reader)

 missvifdor said:  It would be for Five Slytherins with a Hufflepuff reader 🤗 they are very opposite in personality but they complement each other. I love Harry Potter and the umbrella academy, so i'm glad you write about both 😄 thank you,

A/N: this was like kinda vauge so i made up like a story line i guess?? Its kinda a mess and really long?? hope this is ok!! I really like these because i used to be obsessed with HP, in this i imagine Five would be from the really posh part of london where, the reader being opposites to him would be from a northern town and theyre both in sixth year which is age 16-17, i had to do so much research for this lol

Words: 2711

Footsteps echoed through the long empty halls as curfew rolled around, the sounds of students rushing to get back to their dormitories after a long night of studying and hushed whispering of passwords was not an unfamiliar sound at this time of night. Pictures were left empty as their residents wandered away out of frame and the castle slowly went to sleep, except for the prefects. As the sun went down, the prefects got up to do nightly patrols to make sure no students were up past curfew, each house prefect patrolled their own areas around their relative commonrooms to catch any wrong doers, not that they were many.

Tonight was your turn, patrolling the basement level and the kitchen corridor around the Hufflepuff dorm room, waiting for anything exciting to happen yet you knew it never would. Hufflepuffs always had a strong moral code and a clear right from wrong, every single patrol you carried out during Fifth year when you were appointed prefect you never caught a single person, now part way into sixth year still not once incident had occurred.

Yet, for some reason, every patrol you had ended up with a certain Slytherin prefect following you around, Five. Five was unusual to say the least, he was a well respected and slightly feared student, cunning and determined, he had a close knit clique of fellow pure blood slytherins, yet for some reason out of everyone in the whole of the castle, he had a soft spot for you. Even though he’d never show it in front of others, during the light of the day he’d sneak in side glances and small smiles, especially in the first few years making sure no comments came your way about your muggle parents or your upbringing.

Exactly on queue, a familiar sound of footsteps echoed down the staircase leading to you corridor only to stop short at the last step. A small ‘lumos’ echoed throughout the quiet hallway before Fives head pops into view, checking it was actually you there before a large smile breaking on his face as he walked into view. “Hey.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be on patrol?” You smile to him as he got closer, crossing your arms over your chest.

“They know it’s me on, no one would dare try anything.” He smirks knowing he was right, striking fear into everybody, except you. His eyes soften and his tone became gentle when he was speaking with you. He’d always been like that, from your first journey on the Hogwarts express, talking the entire train journey up, secret library meeting when you both realised things weren’t as simple as just being friends. Things got difficult when blood ‘purity’ came into play, when suddenly you couldn’t be friends, which hurt.

The dimly lit hallways excentrated his features, his sharp jaw and high cheekbones cast shadows on his face and neck, yet his dimples still shone through when he smiles and breaks up the harsh exterior that he puts on. Stepping closer, you lifted your hand to run it through his hair, watching his face break out into a smile and wrap his hand around your waist. Small displays of affection weren’t uncommon between the two of you, only increasing through the years of being at Hogwarts. “I’m so glad you stopped gelling your hair back.”

“Don’t remind me.” He rolled his eyes, remembering his poor style choices of his past. You move your hand and run it down the side of his face and across his jaw, taking a second to admire him before dropping your hand.

“I’ve gotta go, my shifts nearly over.” A sad looking smile broke over his face as he slowly lowered his hand from your waist. “I’ll see you tomorrow though.” You say as you lock eyes with him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He repeated back to you. He smiled and started walking towards the stairs, just before his foot touched the first step he turned back to you. “Goodnight, y/n.”

Dueling was always one of the most exciting parts of Hogwarts, it was a welcome break from the immense workload that sixth years had to deal with. In sixth year you were expected to be able to cast non-verbal spells, a mentally challenging task where some were better than others. Over the past month your defence class had been working tirelessly on being able to cast successful non-verbal spells with the promise of having a period where you would be duelling, which was exciting for everyone involved, a chance to show your abilities and represent your house.

“I’m going to be pairing you up today,” Your teacher spoke to you all as he was stood on the dueling table, met with a grumble from the students. “With student of the same ability.” He continued, seemingly unaffected by the disappointed sounds of the sixth years. “When I call you out, both of you will come to the stage.”

Cheers and boo’s echoes throughout the room as students from different houses duled, light flying from wands as students desperately tried to conjure spells without speaking, some pulling through well where others barely being able to produce anything at all. Tension rose throughout the room as more people slowly got paired off, everyone wondering who would be the next pair.

“Y/n and Five.”

Smiling, you walk up to the stage and face Five, seeing a small smile emerge from his stern expression. Wands at the ready, you wait for the call to start from the teacher, already knowing your strategy. The air turned heavy and the room turned quite as everyone was ready to watch the duel, you were both the highest achieving students in the class and people were eager to see who would be the best.

Then it started, Five casting the first spell only to have you deflect it, causing a gasp to echo through the room. You knew it would be a risky move to cast a spell that hadn’t been taught, a spell that wasn’t even in the curriculum. It was the only way you had ever found deflecting a spell without having the spell hit your opponent, Five was stunned for a second before hitting back with another spell, only for you to deflect it again and again and again. Waiting for a hesitation from Five to strike and then you got it, a gap in his relentless spell casting when he took a second too long to think about his next spell. 

Before he could blink, he was thrown to the floor with his wand flying out of his hand as you hit him with expelliarmus. Cheers erupted from students interspersed with nasty comments from the Slytherin students, you walk over to Five who was winded from his fall on the floor. Offering your hand he goes to take it before hesitating, under the watchful eyes of his Slytherin clique he lowered his hand and picked himself up, brushing down his robes. 

“Right!” Your teacher stood up on the stage with you and Five. “Class is dismissed, remember to keep practicing these non-verbal spells.” Your eyes never left Five as your teacher spoke, you felt a stinging sensation wash over your eyes accompanied by a throbbing in your chest at his actions. You shook your head and turned away, unable to keep looking at him without bursting into tears. 

“I need you to stay behind.” He turned to you, giving you a stern look only to soften when he saw you in near tears. Slowly, everyone left the room, either going to the library or commonrooms to await their next lesson due to the early finish. Closing your eyes, you gently tapping the lids with your fingertips to try and ease the stinging feeling, you take a deep breath before re-opening your eyes.

“Am I in trouble?” You say as you sit on the side of the duelling stage, legs swinging as you play with your hands.

“Not exactly,” He sighs, sitting in a chair facing you. “Where did you learn that?”

So you start to explain, lying as you went, as you explained you started to immediately regret even casting the spell in the first place. In fourth year you were spending a late night in the library, trying to find any books to help you excel in your classes, you had piles of books in front of you and then one book you opened had sheets of parchment paper interspersed with the other pages filled with spells that weren’t on the curriculum. It was filled with defence spells, jinxes, curses and more, it had been your guide ever since you found it. This, however, was not what you explained to him, simply saying you were doing some reading and found it and were unable to find the book again.

You could tell he didn’t believe you, but sensed that he wouldn’t delve too far into your story. “You can’t pull anything like that again,” He looked at you for a response so you just nodded. “I won’t go any further with this, you can go.”

The rest of the day went slowly, doing everything in your might to avoid Five, you had been patient with him all these years and him not even wanting to let you pull him up because of his little gang looking at him hurt, it stung. You know he’s loyal to his house but after 6 years of always hiding and sneaking around you just couldn’t bare it anymore, couldn’t bare the fact that Five had let this wizarding class war consume him.

Post day was always fun, hundreds of owls flying into the great hall and dropping off post from friends and family at home, some received letters while others got large packages sent in. Bruce was your barn owl, he was large, brown and robust, he would usually reside on your parents farm, being well loved and looked after by your whole family whilst you were away but always knew when you needed him in the castle.

In he came, swooping down with a letter tied to him and landing elegantly in front of you. Petting him with one hand while the other unties the letter, excited chatter filled the room as most other people were doing the exact same thing, wondering what their loved ones had sent them. Carefully opening the letter, trying not to tear the envelope, your eyes scan over the hand-written letter, smiling at all the information that was written in great detail.

At the very bottom they’d attached a photograph of them all together smiling, along with your dog and a few other animals they all looked after. As you were smiling and showing your friends you felt it get pulled out of your hand; turning around, you were met with one of Fives Slytherin friends waving your photo around, calling on his friends.

“Ere’ give it back.” Getting up, you try and swipe it from his hands only for him to hold it higher, scrunching it as he did.

“What are you going to do about it, mudblood-” Before he could finish his sentence the photo was snatched out of his hand by Five, lightly tapping it with his wand and the photo returned to pristine condition before handing it back to you with a small smile.

“Behave.” Five said to him, pulling him away from your table and back to theirs. A smile snuck onto your face as you sat back down, Five had never done anything like that outside the darkness of the library or the nightly patrols, let alone in front of his friends. 

Then, very slowly, he started to actively integrate himself into your life, talking to you in class, helping each other with homework after classes and even sitting with you at lunch on a regular basis. Building up your trust for him again, building up your friendship publically even with all the snide comments other people gave him, he ignored them all for you.

As winter rolled round, snow dusted the castle and surrounding areas as if it was a cake getting doused in icing sugar about to be presented for a meal. Cold nipped at your noses as you made the trek into Hogsmeade, students rushing to buy last minute presents for loved ones before christmas break as well as a stream of students flocking to the Three Broomsticks to get their last sips of butterbeer before the train journey home.

The Three Broomsticks was so full that students were being turned away, it was bursting at the brim with some students even even sharing chairs. The atmosphere was buzzing with excited students, conversations so loud that you couldn’t even hear yourself think. Five and yourself had been lucky, opting to come to the pub first thing then doing your christmas shopping, finding a small booth hid in the corner.

“So are you excited to go home?” He was wrapped up in a hoodie and jacket, a discarded hat and scarf lying on the table, leaving him with flushed cheeks and tousled hair. 

“I ain’t going home,” You say, taking a sip of butterbeer. “I never have, I’d have to get the muggle train back north, costs around 100 quid each way.” You tap your fingers against the half empty glass. “Canny afford it.” 

“You’ve never gone home for christmas?” Sadness was present in his eyes as he locked them with yours but you just shrugged.

“It’s not that bad, it’s like, my sixth year staying so everyone is just used to me now, I get to phone home and they basically give me access to the kitchen and all the teachers who stay put on interest lessons and such.” A breeze caused you to shiver, wrapping you jacket tighter around you. “I also help with the animals.”

Upon seeing you shiver Five leant over the table to wrap his scarf around your neck before gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear; the small display of public affection causing you to blush. Once you’d finished your drinks you head into town, looking down the alleys for all the little shops you could find, looking for the perfect gifts for your family, asking a slightly unenthusiastic Five for a second opinion and just receiving a series of raised eyebrows or nods of his head. 

Taking your time to walk back to the campus, Fives hand had found its way into yours, swinging your entwined fingers as you went. As the large castle came into view a bittersweet feeling washed over you, knowing that Five and everyone else would be leaving for the holidays tomorrow while you stayed at the castle. Even if the empty hallways felt like home there was always a pang in your chest on christmas morning, even if it did ease off during the day whilst sat round with friends and teachers, it still made your chest throb.

Joy was evident in the great hall, everyone talking loudly and laughing with their friends knowing they won’t be seen for the next two weeks, an exchange of gifts and cards being passed around. Slowly, everyone faded out to the dining hall, getting ready to get on the Hogwarts express home, you passed around hugs and goodbyes as your friends left the common room, all of them leaving cards and parcels by your bed and made you swear not to open them until christmas day. 

All morning you were looking around for Five but were never able to see him and as everyone left for the station you were convinced he had gone. Defeated, you walk through the empty hallways to the great hall for the regular meeting where the staff discuss the rules with the rest of you who had stayed behind. You heard a voice call your name behind you, quickly turning around, you see him. “Five?”

“They needed a male prefect to stay on campus,” He says as he gets closer, grin covering his face. “So I volunteered.” Instead of answering you just throw yourself at him, embracing him in your arms. His arms instantly wrap around your figure, resting his chin on the top of your head.

“Thank you, Five.”

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[engenuity]

voldy minime and the gryffindor golden boy

A gryffindor!jay and slytherin!reader fic

word count: 2450 words

genre: fantasy

Your teachers and probably anyone who looks at you longer than a second think that you are the next Voldemort.

Well, you can’t really blame them because you have a lot of similarities with the former Dark Lord

A half-blood who was left with the muggles, sorted into Slytherin, full of charms and wit that is both astounding and terrifying

You put all the blame on Tom Riddle on why he had to be a Dark Lord out of all the possible career choices because now, even with all your charm and no matter how much you smile, everyone is just hesitant when it comes to you

It makes manipulating a lot more difficult than it should be and it sucks

You can remember how disbelieving you were when one man suddenly came before you and told you that you are a wizard and apparently, magic really does exist

It’s a prank — probably made by your friends who decided that it was a good time to make you look dumb and dreamy just because you’re way too serious, and “having fun won’t hurt you”

Turned out that the man wasn’t a fraud, and he is a professor in an institution called Hogwarts which you’ll now attend. Congratulations!

You still can’t believe that you get to have free magic education

If you were the next Voldy as everyone lowkey believes, you’ll also hold Hogwarts in a high regard like he did

But sorry to disappoint them, you don’t really want to conquer the world nor annihilate the muggles and muggleborns

Your mother is a muggle and you grew up in the muggle world for god’s sake

I mean, yeah, to live in the streets after your mother died wasn’t easy and some people really deserve to be avada kedavra’d but dark lord isn’t on the top of your career choices list right now or like ever

And you’re so not going to make horcruxes. You don’t fear death, you accept the whole concept of living and then dying wholeheartedly. What you fear is commitment.

So how do we make one Nishimura Riki to go away and pester someone else?

First year, after the sorting, this guy with aristocratic features immediately befriended you. Good thing you’re on the same house. He was the one to teach you most of the things that you needed in order to survive inside the house of the snakes. Apparently everyone knew that you are an illegitimate child, and your father came from a line of a highly regarded pureblood family, so you were a big scandal when you came into the wizarding world.

At first you were really suspicious of Ni-ki, but it turned out that he just really wanted to help you and he’s a big softie under all those piercing gazes

The hat sorted him into slytherin because he asked it to

He’s a vain to your existence because your greatest fear is to get attached but the boy is such a precious bean so you always have an internal conflict on whether to keep him or make him go away

But to think about your bestfriend having other friends kinda hurt

Except that’s exactly what happened when Taki from Hufflepuff easily passed through all the walls around Ni-ki and then he was adopted into K and Seon’s friend group

It’s comprised of wizards and witches from different houses so you really weren’t that worried that Ni-ki will face discrimination

Honestly, ever since Harry Potter ended the last wizarding war everyone’s putting more effort to treat all students equally regardless of their house

You were happy for Ni-ki, of course, because you see him having fun setting pranks among other things with them

Merlin, he even plays quidditch with them when you both already established that he can’t ride a broom even if his life depended on it

You tried teaching him, because, well, you’re one of slytherin’s beater and you’re good at quidditch

(Another point on why you can’t be a Voldemort wannabe)

Then one day, Ni-ki suddenly approached you after you exited the library and you can see his new friend group meters away from where you both stand

He invited you to a quidditch match, and who are you to say no?

You highkey want to prove that, well, you’re better than Ni-ki’s new friends and yes, you’re petty and jealous like that

Pretty sure you glared at everyone included in K and Seon’s little (big) friend group but they just look amused and it’s irritating

It’s not like Ni-ki comments or anything so it’s fine

Quidditch happened, and your team (aka you, sungchul, daniel, ej, heeseung, k and taeyong) won the game so you can’t help but wear a huge ass grin

You definitely proved the point you’re just proving to yourself, and well, you enjoyed aggressively hitting the bludgers to Jay from Gryffindor  

You enjoy the quiet yet the guy is just so LOUD every single time

And he clings to Ni-ki so much

You despise him, lowkey, just lowkey

Jake of Hufflepuff commented that you were out for Jay’s blood but is he wrong though

You didn’t miss the way Jungwon of Gryffindor glared at you though

After the match, you sorta also kind of got adopted to their friend group

You didn’t really notice it at first, but when you’re in classes without having Ni-ki with you, one of the guys sit beside you instead.

You find yourself gossiping with Jaebeom of Gryffindor and Sunoo of Ravenclaw in the library instead of doing your essays weeks in advance

That summer, Heeseung of Hufflepuff invited you to stay with them and you accepted the invitation. You didn’t regret it.

You also met with the other guys when you go shopping in the muggle or wizarding world, or when you go for dinner together, and  —

Going to the arcade was fun especially seeing Sunghoon, your housemate, who’s mostly calm and poised, lose his voice because of all the shouting he made while playing the vr

Jay also got mad scared but it’s the normal. He’s Jay after all.

You also went to an ice skating rink and Sunghoon is just so majestic

When Jungwon said that he’s better at skating than walking, he wasn’t lying

Sunghoon and Heeseung taught you how to skate. You suck at it, but well you can’t be good at everything. Can You-Know-Who even skate?

It was fun, they’re fun, you enjoy being with them so so much.

Now what happened to not getting attached?

The most unexpected was your friendship with Jay. How did it even happen?

You’re a hundred percent sure you wanted him dead during your first quidditch match. Now you found yourself running and throwing yourself to him when their team won the quidditch cup this year. The fact that they defeated your usually undefeated team went ignored.

A loud cough pulled you away from Jay (it was definitely Sunghoon’s) but you proceeded to ruffle Jeongseong’s sweaty hair anyway while giving him a very very bright smile you didn’t know you can do.

Why are you so proud of him anyway? He was that annoyingly loud guy within the friend group, a pureblooded gryffindor who acts first before thinking, thinks he’s funny when he’s not, had the patience to listen to your nonsensical existentialist ramblings, comforted you when you were having a breakdown about your grades, always shares his plans for the future and all of those plans include you, he includes you?

You still can’t remove Ni-ki’s affronted face matching Jay’s proud one when you helplessly giggle because of a joke the gryffindor made.

In your defense the joke is actually funny (other people says otherwise)

You find it easier to have fun, be happy, when you’re around them, especially when you’re around Jay.

It wasn’t your observation, you see, it was Ni-ki’s. He confronted you about it and that’s how you became more aware of your feelings. It’s all good though, Jay’s just your friend, or best friend? depends on how you categorize or think of the people within the group

Besides, the fear is still there

Except the observation wasn’t solely noted by your first best friend. Sunoo and Jaebeom can tease you with just using Jeongseong’s name. K and Seon sometimes give you advice about love and courting at random times. Taki and Ni-ki literally pushes you to him whenever you meet. Jake and Sunghoon give subtle hints around that you think you’re supposed to remember such as Jay likes sweet things — He likes watching anime, you know what that is right? It’s really weird for a pureblood to know about those muggle things but his aunt is a muggleborn so I think that’s the reason why —Jay’s like a puppy isn’t he? — That Park Jeongseong is still angry at Heesung hyung because he gets to have you the whole summer last year —

Are you crushing on him? Or is this just an attraction you can easily recover from? Or are you feeling this way because of how your friends always tease you?

You have no idea, lol.

And as much as those romance novels you borrowed from Hanbin shows that whenever the main character gets confused, they avoid the other person, you didn’t avoid Jay because well, that would be stupid

But if he ever really do confess to you just like what Jungwon suspects, you’re gonna ride a broom and zoom out of the castle real quick, and probably build a following and actually just be the next dark lord because that’s easier than dealing with feelings

Especially if those feelings involve absolute pure softness to a guy who just used only his arms to crawl on the floor

“That’s the dance step, he’s not high or anything”  — Seon, explaining, because he probably feared the way you see Jay will change after what he did

But again those feelings involve absolute pure softness and you didn’t really think before saying “aww, he’s cute”  as a reply

Seon looked at you surprised. K, Ni-ki, Daniel, and Nicholas wear huge grins on their faces. Geonu looks so horrified by the statement. Sunghoon snorted, Sunoo rolled his eyes while wearing a knowing smirk, and Jake patted your shoulders. You’re still processing what really happened.

Jay, now walking, came closer to the group and asked why you look so horrified

Of course, you composed yourself aka wore the resting face Ni-ki and Sunghoon taught you, and said “nothing” while the rest of the group snickers

Jay just snorted and put his arms around your shoulders. It’s time for dinner after all.

The thing is, a lot of people are already asking around whether you and the golden boy of Gryffindor are dating. That includes the group and most of all Jay, who just answers those type of question with a bright smile.

They can’t ask you directly because most students and professors are still scared of you. If not scared, intimidated then.

But if ever anyone dares to ask you, you’ll say that no, you’re not dating Jeongseong. It’s the truth anyway. You’re close, and you’re most fond of him ( sorry Ni-ki, I still love you ) but you’re just friends, nothing more.

Then the Hogsmeade incident happened

It’s already a tradition that the whole group visits the village together. Sometimes you separate into groups, but most of the time the whole 24 of you go together. And isn’t that a sight?

Except this time a certain group of slytherins by the looks of their tie, decided that it’s fun to go back to their nasty old ways and insult other people just because of their blood status.

According to them, K’s embarrassing the whole pureblood community by allowing mudbloods to join the group

But to you, they’re just jealous because the group’s quiet really popular, hah

Unfortunately things got really heated and suddenly there’s a whole lot of shouting and shoving around

Thank Merlin, they confiscate your wands before allowing you to venture outside the school property

Jay, no mater how loud and crazy he gets, isn’t really one to fight. So as he was trying to reach out to the opposite and probably suggest peace, someone pushed him in his chest hard enough that he collided with Jake behind him.

You didn’t see red, no, you’re not that kind of person

You were a hundred percent sane when you stepped forward and faced the senior who just pushed jay, gave him the most lethal smile you can give that could have certainly make him pee in his pants, only that he didn’t even have the time for that as you punched him square in the face

Years as a street dweller and as a thief ought to teach you skills.

The fight quietened and your pretty sure your friends are staring at you in disbelief. The accomplices of the guy you just punched look so red with either embarrassment or anger, you really can’t tell.

Your memory failed you this time. You can’t really recall everything you said and did but you’re pretty sure you said a lot of insults, and threw a whole lot of punches and kicks, and what else did you do?

But now you found yourself sitting in the Slytherin common room surrounded by everyone with Jay kneeling in front of you and dressing your wounds.

You didn’t even notice how your hands are hurting, or that they’re bleeding. However, you’re a hundred-percent sure those guys from a while ago have bleeding faces or something which is fun

No one spoke for a while.

Until Jay went on an hour long rant about how you’re so reckless, that you should’ve kept your cool and didn’t physically fight the bigots, then it went on how you’re so amazing, and where did you learn how to fight like that?

Yes, you did notice how you’re sitting there facing the ranting guy while wearing a foolish and fond smile even though the said guy’s one half ranting and another half insulting you. You didn’t stop smiling anyway.

The fear of committing, of loving, of being attached is still there. You decided to be brave anyway. After all, if it’s for your friends, then you can dare.

And if said fear runs deeper when it comes to a certain Gryffindor, you decide to even be braver everyday then.

If it means you get to keep him.

The definite line separating romantic from platonic love is already way too blurry between the both of you, and if Jay won’t ask you out first, then it is also practical to do it first for the both of you.

#enhypen jay #enhypenwriters #jay i-land #eunice writes

[ghost-town-story]

(Fun fact! This is my 500th post on this blog, so I enlisted my roommate’s help in figuring out what I should write and... here we are lol. A sequel to this post)

It’s another warm, sunny day, but  unsuspecting cats have learned their lessons about lounging in plain sight. Luckily, there’s a patch of sunlight that slips between a bench and the wall, leaving a perfect, mostly-protected warm spot for a cat to watch most of the courtyard. 

In the shadows just beyond the cat’s field of view, a Ravenclaw, a Hufflepuff, and a Gryffindor sit in yet another heated debate. A few yards away, a Slytherin lounges, attention half on the book in their lap, half on the rising voices from the shadows. 

“We nearly got detention last time!” 

“But we didn’t! We even got house points!” 

“I think there was a 50/50 chance of either.” 

“Hush you!” 

The Raven’s upgraded from the notebook to an entire sprawling mess of papers that they lord over like a dragon. The Puffle winces every time the wind picks up and ruffles one of the papers. The Gryff just lays among the mess, halfway to a nap if not for their need to add sassy comments. 

“Look,” the Raven says, drawing a few papers closer. “It was for science. She didn’t care because science.” 

“We can’t use that excuse for forever!” 

“Bet,” Gryff mumbles. 

“Absolutely not!” Puffle yelps. 

With a flourish, Raven yanks a paper out from under Gryff’s head. “Look, all we do,” they say conspiratorially, smoothing the paper out on Gryff’s forehead and ignoring the sleepy protests, “is lay this paper flat on that bench over there, that’ll activate the spell, and then we get her to play the keyboard. And since you’re the one with the best keyboard skills, you get the honors of doing it.” 

“No way,” Puffle says, shaking their head. “Not risking detention again for this madness.” 

“C’mon,” Raven wheedles, waving the paper temptingly in front of Puffle. “You know you have that innocent face that gets you out of trouble.” 

“Absolutely not.” 

As Raven begins another round of cajoling though, the paper is snatched from their fingers. “Hey!” 

Raven and Puffle turn, and Gryff opens their eyes to see the Slytherin standing over them, book tucked under one arm, Raven’s keyboard paper in their other hand.

“Give that back,” Raven says, standing to try and snatch the paper back. 

Sly dances back out of Raven’s reach with a little smirk and darts out into the courtyard. They slide onto the bench above the cat, almost casual except for that smug smirk, and set the paper down on the bench next to them. 

As the keyboard pops into life, Sly then rolls backwards off the bench to land next to the cat, picks her up, and uses her paws to play a surprisingly decent rendition of Für Elise. 

This time, the bullshit meter is filled much faster, because less than a few bars in the cat shifts, sending Sly sprawling as Professor McGonagall towers over them. 

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” Professor McGonagall snaps. 

Sly blinks, a stupid little smirk still on their face. 

Puffle sighs heavily, silently vows to never get caught up in Raven’s schemes again, and darts out to Sly’s side. “It’s science Professor!” 

“Another science experiment?” Professor McGonagall turns her icy gaze to Puffle, who gulps nervously. 

“Yes Professor!” Raven calls from the shadows, where they’re trying to gather up their papers before they’re blown away in the wind. Gryff is no help, an arm tossed over their eyes as they decide to give into the urge to nap. 

For a long moment, Professor McGonagall regards the four students; Raven and their frantic science collection, Puffle standing by Sly’s side despite their trembling, Sly’s calculating little grin, the half-asleep Gryff. 

“Twenty points from each of you,” she finally says. “And the next science experiment will result in detention.” 

Puffle nods, not meeting Professor McGonagall’s eyes. Raven just sighs, and Sly shrugs easily. 

Gryff holds up a hand. “But I didn’t do anything!” 

“Complacency is just as bad as involvement, young lion,” Professor McGonagall retorts before turning away from the four and stalking off. 

As she disappears around the corner, Puffle heaves a huge sigh and tugs Sly back to their feet. “That was stupid,” they hiss. 

“Figured you’d have my back,” Sly smirks, slinging an arm around Puffle’s shoulders. Puffle rolls their eyes and snatches up Raven’s keyboard, the keyboard turning back to paper as it left the bench. 

As they rejoin Raven and Gryff, Puffle ducks out from under Sly’s arm and shoves the paper into Raven’s chest. “Never again,” they say before whirling on their heel and stalking off. 

Before Raven can even respond, Sly is shrugging easily again and turning on their heel. “Hope you got what you wanted,” they call over their shoulder, then they take off after Puffle, wrapping their arm around Puffle’s shoulders again once they get close enough. 

Raven turns to Gryff. “You could have done it,” they say, a touch petulantly. 

“I was napping.” 

“Then we wouldn’t have a Slytherin coming in and taking the glory.” 

Those are the magic words, and Gryff snaps upright, any trace of sleep gone from their eyes. “Wait a sec--” They dart to their feet and dash after Sly and Puffle. “Hey, wait just a moment!” 

Raven smirks, scoops up the papers Gryff was laying on, and puts the entire pile in their bag before taking off after the other three. 

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[merigreenleaf]

Unexpected Inspiration Character Backstory: Blythe’s Past

It was pretty, really, the way the molten glass exploded across the room. In places it dripped, in places it pinged. A droplet hit Blythe's hand and she brushed it off before it could harden, then brushed a few more off her shirt as it was smoldering. The glassmaker gasped and snatched her hands away before she could clear off the rest. She turned Blythe's hands over to look at the palms. Okay, so they were slightly red. A few welts were already fading. Nothing big. Blythe rolled her eyes as she pulled her arms back. She'd always healed quickly and a brief touch of hot glass barely registered as pain. The real problem was that this was another mistake in a series of mistakes. If it turned out she didn't have magic and couldn't do anything with art besides make a scribble, a din, a tangle, or an explosion, she was going to have to live with her aunt. A week in her company was long enough to know that was the last thing she wanted. -Excerpt from an early draft of Colorweaver (book 1)

Blythe had a fairly normal Concordian childhood, but in a different way than Adair. While he grew up in a small town, she grew up in the capital city. He comes from a family of Artisans, the artists and craftspeople who have magic, while Blythe's parents and the community she grew up in were Protectorates, the elite group trained to guard art and protect artists. He had a huge, sprawling family. Blythe only ever had her father. 

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Blythe's father became a single parent after her mother passed away shortly after her birth. As a Protectorate who guarded trade shipments, Blythe's mother should never have been traveling so far from healers so late in her pregnancy. But, like her daughter, stubbornness was her defining trait. Truth be told, her father also possessed it in abundance and he was the biggest influence in Blythe's life. Blythe looked up to him: he was strong, brave, kind, and driven to succeed in whatever he did. With his blessing, she began training and studying to be a Protectorate from a young age, until his stubbornness got the better of him, too. As a single parent, his assignment should never have been dangerous. Blythe never learned the details, no matter how much she looked into this later as an adult, and at the age of thirteen was orphaned. She had hoped to be adopted by her father's closest friends until an aunt showed up to claim her. Blythe had no choice but to go with her after she failed every test to see if she had artist magic. Had Blythe shown signs of this, she could have stayed in Concordia. She didn't particularly want artist magic, but would have preferred this to having to leave the country with a family member she had never met, who she disliked immediately.

Her uncle had been the Concordian diplomat to the neighboring country of Galanvoth for several years, long enough that Blythe had barely any memory of him. Blythe didn't mind his company and would not have minded Galanvoth so much had he not been gravely ill. He had been sick for a long time, according to her aunt, and after he passed in the same year as his brother, Blythe's aunt became her lone remaining family member. Blythe was miserable. She wanted nothing more than to return to Concordia and her training as a Protectorate. Her aunt, meanwhile, was determined to turn Blythe into a perfect Named Galanvoy citizen, the perfect house-spouse to one day marry off for political advantage. Something about her aunt rubbed Blythe the wrong way and it always seemed strange to her that no one else saw her aunt the way she did.

This misery lasted only for a few weeks, weeks which were filled with arguments and teenage rebellion, before Blythe snuck out into parts of the city her aunt would never visit. There she saw medics clandestinely helping sick and injured No-Names, people without the protection of a recognized family lineage. This was a thing Blythe could do that would both spite her aunt and give her a purpose until she came of age and could leave! The busy medics brushed the teenager off at first, until her stubbornness got them to see how hard she was willing to work. She got little sleep in those few years, being dragged around to social events and "taught" by her aunt by day, working with the medics and reading their medical tomes by night and whenever she could sneak away from her aunt. Medicine became her focus the way guard training had when she was younger and within a few years she had the culture's equivalent of a medical degree. Before too long the medics realized that she likely possessed magical healing, something not native to Galanvoth. They urged her to find a way back to Concordia for training, a difficult trick with the border closed and Blythe still underage.

Blythe's escape eventually came in the form of a traveling carnival troupe, one of the few Concordian groups allowed to cross the border. It wasn't quite what her Protectorate training had prepared her for, but her experience with blades made her a passable performer. It was there she met Dray who, after a short conflict where they both thought they were competing for the same act as blade-dancers, became her performance partner and sibling-by-choice. Shortly after joining the carnival, she apprenticed to the troupe's healer, who became her friend and mentor and taught her the basics of magical healing.

After acquiring this particular medical license fairly quickly since she was already a trained medic and only needed to learn the magic side, she decided on a focus to study. She picked trans health because the two most important people in her life - - Dray and her mentor Wysta-- were transgender. She took a hiatus from the troupe in order to study, and returned to the capital city where she had grown up. Blythe, being Blythe, decided that while she was there, she may as well do the equivalent of a double major and pick up where she had left off with Protectorate training. By the time she got her second medical degree, she had passed the tests for the Protectorate rank. With these skills acquired and needing a break from academia for a while, she went back to her carnival troupe. There she became the assistant healer to her mentor while she tried to decide what she wanted to do with her career.

What she no longer had, however, was a sibling. She discovered that while she was gone, Dray had left the troupe to become a solo performer. Dray hadn't bothered to tell her. She heard nothing from them except a few stilted letters that sounded nothing like the verbose and argumentative sibling she had left behind. There was never an address to send anything back to, not with Dray on the road. She tried to keep herself busy by helping the troupe and almost managed to convince herself that she wasn't hurt by Dray's actions. She knew as much about Dray's past as they were willing to tell anyone and had picked up pieces of memories while healing them, so she suspected why Dray had left and understood the reason. This didn't make her happy, though. When Etri and Sol joined the troupe a few months later, she essentially became Sol's personal healer as she patched him up after every failed invention and bad idea. Before too long the twins became as close to her as she had been with Dray, and when Adair wandered into the carnival and needed help getting back his stolen art, she and the twins readily agreed to help. Blythe was less than happy when the search led the four to cross paths with Dray almost immediately. Communication had never been her or Dray's strong suit and it took a while before they were able to get back to where they had left off.

Her found family gave Blythe some much-needed direction. It might just be possible to be a healer, a performer, and a Protectorate. As Adair’s sentinel, the significant other to an artist with magic, she can use her guard training as the highest ranking level of Protectorate. Adair is free to travel with a carnival troupe, unlike most Artisans who choose to live in the capital city, because he's a cartographer. This would be the perfect solution if fate didn't have other things in mind than letting the five stay carnies.

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This is the next in the series of backstory moodboards I’m doing about the dorks. I have one for Addy here, two for Dray here and here, and one for Rosalie & Camille here. I’ll be sharing Blythe’s updated character bio board later this week. :)

This was made for @homesteadchronicles theme “teaching and education” because who better to use this week than the overachiever who technically has three degrees lol

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[meganlpie]

The Hufflepuff

Requested by @lust-for-pan:  heyy! love your blog💛 can i pls request something with draco? can reader be a hufflepuff pls? reader is quiet/shy and has a bit of a crush on draco. she accidentally bumps into him and rushes to apologize, he’s about to get mad but stops when she sees her? like he’s taken back by how pretty she is maybe? and tells her it’s fine or something? lol srry i’m in that cliche mood rn. do what you want with the request💛💛💛 thank you

Here you are, lovely! I do not own Draco. He is the property of J.K.Rowling.

Warnings: You asked for cliche, so you got cliche. Lots of cliche fluff!

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x fem!Hufflepuff reader

Everyone knew to stay out of Draco Malfoy's way. It was like some sort of unspoken rule that nearly everyone obeyed. You did too, for the most part, but it wasn't because you were afraid of Draco. On the contrary. You actually had a crush on the boy who didn't even know you existed. Cliché, right? To make it worse, you were certainly far too shy to say anything to him. So why in Merlin's name did you have to choose that one time not to pay attention?

         You were minding your own business, nose in your Charms book, when you suddenly collided with something. Or rather, someone. You fell down to the ground and all your belongings scattered. Muttering a curse under your breath, you looked up to see that it was Draco you had run into. "I'm so sorry!"

Draco's POV

         Draco had been having a rather bad day. He'd been late for breakfast, had almost forgotten his Transfiguration work causing him to have to run back for and he ended up being late for class, and Granger had once again shown up the entire class by answering question after question correctly. To top it all off, Pansy Parkinson would not leave him alone, no matter how many times he told her to shove off. And now he'd been run into by some clumsy Hufflepuff.

         "I'm so sorry," you squeaked out. Draco looked up, prepared to yell. This was the last straw. Draco opened his mouth, but his voice caught in his throat when you looked up at him again. Beautiful (e/c) eyes glanced back at him. You were really pretty. Beautiful. Gorgeous even.

         Draco didn't even realize he was staring until you handed him his bag. He stood up, dusted himself off, and took the bag from you. "I really am very sorry," you apologized again. "It's fine," Draco muttered back. He noticed your Charms book still on the ground, so he stooped to pick it. You did too and your hands brushed. Draco looked up and nearly got lost in those eyes of yours again.

         "Thank you," you whispered as you stood up straight, "I-I have to go now." You gently pushed passed Draco and ran inside. Draco stared after you. Were you that scared of him? He didn't even know you. He'd seen you before, sure, but he didn't recall your name as he hadn't heard it after the Sorting Ceremony during First Year. And he never spoke to you in the classes Slytherins and Hufflepuffs shared. Was his reputation that bad?

         He wouldn't have any more time to think about it right then. Draco had to run to class or risk being late again. But as he ran, and for the rest of the day, Draco couldn't get those (e/c) eyes out of his head. Maybe one day he'd be lucky enough to see them up close again.

         The next few weeks were a blur for Draco. Except for one thing. You. Now that he'd quite literally run into you once, it seemed like you were everywhere. Every time Draco turned a corner, there you were. When Draco went to the library to study, you were there. Hogsmeade? Yep. You were there, laughing with your friends. And Draco noticed something. You seemed to have friends from every single House.

         In fact, Draco noticed a lot of things about you. He noticed how you bit your lip when you were trying not to laugh and how you sometimes let out a little snort when you failed to keep it in. He noticed that you really were kind to everyone, but also fiercely loyal. You seemed to excel in Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology, but you were absolute rubbish at Transfigurations. He noticed that, when you were nervous, you played with your hair, or fingers, or the sleeve of your robes.

         To say Draco's thoughts became consumed with you would be an understatement. He really needed to talk to you and actually get to know you. And he knew just how to do it. He hoped anyway. He just had to find the right time and it seemed luck was on his side when he saw you leaving the library as he was approaching it. He quickly jogged over so he wouldn't miss you.

         "Hey." You jumped a bit and looked up at him with wide eyes. "Y-Yes?" Draco chuckled. "Are you afraid of me?" Your brows drew together for a moment before you shook your head. "I'm not afraid of you, Malfoy." He cocked his head to the side a bit. You weren't afraid of him? Then why did you act like you were? Either way, that was good for him. Now he could ask you what he came over to.

         Draco opened his mouth, but you spoke instead. "WouldyouliketogotoHogsmeadewithme?" you blurted out. Draco stared at you a moment. "What?" You took a shaky breath and repeated, "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me? We could get butterbeer. To make up for running into you a few weeks ago." Draco couldn't fight the true laugh that bubbled up from his throat.

         "You don't have to laugh at me," you said defensively, "If you don't want to go, all you have to do is say so." You turned on your heel, only to have Draco grab your arm. "Wait, don't go. I do want to go. I'm laughing because I was going to ask you the same thing." You arched a brow. "You were going to ask me?" Draco shrugged.

         "Sort of. I was going to say that you were going with me to the Three Broomsticks, but asking works too." You rolled your eyes. "I suppose great minds think alike then. But why?" you asked. Draco looked you straight in the eye and said, "Because no one else has ever run into me." When you looked confused, he continued on.

         "Everyone is so afraid of what I'll do to them or say to them. It's like, just because I'm in Slytherin and my father is who he is, they're afraid I'll curse them or something. You just brushed it off and apologized." You gave him a soft smile. "Well, I'm not afraid of you, Draco…can I call you that?" Draco laughed again. "Yeah. As long as you give me something to call you. I'll be honest, I don't remember your name."

         It was your turned to laugh as you gave him your name. "Y/N. I like it. I have to ask though, if you aren't afraid of me, why do you act like it?" You glanced down at your shoes, shuffling your feet a little bit. Draco grew concerned. Had he said something? He reached over and lifted your chin so he could see your eyes again. "It's because I've got a crush on you. I have for a long time. When I ran into you, I was mortified. I thought I made a complete arse of myself."

         "You didn't. A long time though. How long have you been thinking about me?" You rolled your eyes again. "Don't let it go to your head, Draco." The two of you shared a laugh just as the clock began to chime, signaling supper. "I should go, but I'll see you this weekend?" you asked. Draco nodded. He leaned in and kissed your cheek before hurrying off to put his books away. You stared after him with your fingers pressed to your cheek.

(a/n: I hope this is what you were looking for!)

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[im-sad-lets-kiss]

Scorbus’s Kids HeadCanons No One Asked For Part 1

* albus and scorpius have 4 kids:

* orion (wants to be just like his grandpa harry and strives for success. has dyslexia. has lots of friends but they aren’t that close. deep thinker. chaser. slytherin. one year older than perseus.)

* perseus (the emo one lol. like how albus was years 1-4 except loves his dads. plays bass and has a band. edgy and hates most things. wears eyeliner slytherin. two years older than the twins)

* aquila (twin of lyra. veela. loves animals and super whimsical like luna. feminine and flirty, definitely the funniest child. wears makeup likes watching quidditch to check out guys. hufflepuff)

* lyra (twin of aquila. only daughter. tough bitch who speaks fluent sass and sarcasm. flirty in a ‘look don’t touch’ kind of way. has anger issues lowkey. looks up to her brothers but takes cause of them. has expensive taste like grandpa draco. slytherin)

* orion has dyslexia so al and scorp were afraid he couldn’t attend hogwarts.

* but he was determined to learn to read well so he could go to hogwarts and be the next harry potter

* no one else was shocked, but he was shook as the sorting hat named him a slytherin before it even touched his head.

* puts all his time and energy into being a chaser and eventually gets on spain’s national quidditch team

* all the kids are fluent or close to fluent in french except orion. it’s too hard and he doesn’t think it’s useful.

* casual family convos in french but orion and albus don’t know what’s happening 🥺

* perseus plays bass and sings and has two other friends in his band (they’re called black cauldron 🥺)

* perseus is in slytherin cause he’s wanted to be a musician since he picked up a bass and he eventually does and does tours n shit

* lyra wants to join but he said no cause she plays acoustic and it doesn’t match his aesthetic (she doesn’t care)

* perseus has some self hate issues but good thing he has lots of loving family to help him

* he has a black cat named Winx

* he is obsessed with “the aesthetic” and most of his wardrobe and room at home is black. (scorpius insists on a little bit of color every one and a while)

* his band has vibes like arctic monkeys and the neighborhood (and he does a few verses of shit in french for flavor)

* aquila has like 80 pets hiding in his room, in his clothes, trunk, things, etc at all times.

* he’s like newt scamander, hagrid, and luna had a baby

* he has a weird obsession with werewolves

* when he is an adult he becomes a animagus (which is a fox aw)

* he is a veela and so is lyra (but she doesn’t have wings cause he got most the genes)

* lyra only has half the genes but her veela side makes her more emotional (like very fucking angry)

* aquila becomes a magizooligist

* aquila will flirt with anything with a heartbeat, but he’s gay.

* aquila wears makeup on the daily. it ranges from just blush and mascara, to full on jeffree star. al and scorp love it.

* also he’s super flexible and does the splits randomly to scare people

* lyra isn’t mean, she just takes no shit.

* lyra excels in every class (she’s at the top of her class) especially DADA

* she wants to be an auror or DADA teacher

* she is very easily angered but needs help realizing she can’t just tackle everyone who’s being a bitch.

* so she poisons them with weasley’s wizard wheezes later

* she’s a slytherin cause she feels the need to prove herself and is a leader.

* she’s easily the most popular girl in her house, by intimidation or respect, we do not know.

* in 6th year she becomes a prefect and eventually head girl cause she gets her anger under control

* she has a massive sweet tooth from scorpius and he sends her chocolate every other day and they bake together all the time

* he’s her hero btw

* aquila is her best friend but they both knew they couldn’t be attached at the hip at hogwarts

* perseus often gets bullied cause he’s the only adopted malfoy-potter and he’s not very good at magic, but lyra will hex anyone who so much as looks at him the wrong way.

* lyra is also a beater for the slytherin quidditch team

* lyra is pan

* aquila is gay

* perseus is bi

* orion is straight

* what can you expect from the potters and malfoys, the two gayest families around?

* albus is dad/daddy and scorpius is pa/pop

tell me guys if you want another part?? idk i was just bored in the shower.

#harry potter #harry potter and the cursed child #harry potter next generation #scorpius hyperion malfoy #albus x scorpius #albus severus potter #scrobus #headcanons

[yuuimagines]

☆*:.｡. Karasuno in Hogwarts .｡.:*☆ (1/?)

Genre: Fluff and crack

Characters: Hinata Shōyō, Nishinoya Yuu and Kageyama Tobio

TW: None!

NISHINOYA YUU - GRYFFINDOR

* So at first I wanted him to be the Quidditch team‘s seeker

* But then I thought "what‘s quidditch‘s Libero?“

* And then I thought THE KEEPER

* So yeah, Noya is the keeper. You can guarantee that those filthy Quaffles will never score that points if HE‘S THE ONE BEING THE KEEPER

* Noya is friends with literally everybody, he doesn‘t care which house they are from honestly

* Like, you need some advice? He knows a Hufflepuff that knows a Ravenclaw that heard from a Slytherin that-

* You met Noya because he needed some serious help because his grades in every subject were HORRIBLE

* That‘s why the witches and wizards called you for help

* "Hello Nishinoya! I‘m Y/N and I‘m a (Your House) :) It‘s nice to meet you! I heard you had some difficulties with a few subjects..“

* „OMG YOU‘RE SO PRETTY🥺“

* "...."

* Yeah

* He really tried his best while studying with you, but he just got so distracted sometimes because of you lmao

* He barely passed his exams BUT he didn‘t fail! Except in potions.. and maybe in some other subjects.. BUT HE DID IT ANYWAY

* Noya is your personal hypeman

* You want to be the greatest wizard/ witch of all time? HE HYPES YOU UP! You want to be a great Quidditch player and make it to the nationals? HE HYPES YOU UP! You just want to pass? HE HYPES YOU UP BECAUSE SAME!

* Yeah he‘s your pocket Gryffindor now. Like your pocket Mercy in Overwatch but with screams of encouragement.

HINATA SHŌYŌ - SLYTHERIN

* To anybody who denies the fact that Hinata is a Slytherin: I denied it too, but we have to face the truth

* So Hinata is the Quidditch team‘s Chaser, even though he wanted to be the seeker. The team captain thought that the attacks that him and Kageyama could do were way too good and fast to waste!

* That’s why Hinata sometimes gets distracted by the snitch lmao

* Like;; he REALLY REALLY wants to be the seeker, just like the Little Giant!

* You met Hinata when you saw him sneaking out at night lmao

* You followed him and caught him with his broom

* "Uhm... hello.. what are you doing here?" you asked and Hinata was SO SHOCKED

* HE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING SNEAKY

* So he went ahead and tried to explain

* "Pssss! Okay okay, I‘ll tell you.. so.. ehh.. I really wanted to train for the next Quidditch game, but our captain said that it‘s too late so we had to leave the court and I just couldn’t wait until tomorrow and playing inside isn’t really great too-"

* You understood his motivation, but it was still against the rules "It‘s against the rules to be outside at night“

* "But you are outside, too“

* "Listen here you little shit-"

* That‘s how you and Hinata became friends lmao

* He would literally drag you to his games so that you could watch him and in the beginning you just went there because he’s your friend, but now you really dig that shit

* Like, you would be his no. 1 fan

* Imagine seeing a Ravenclaw or something screaming for the opponent‘s team

* "BEAT THEIR ASSES SHŌYŌ!!“ with a banner and shit

* We stan a good friendship

KAGEYAMA TOBIO - SLYTHERIN

* Okay so our Kags here is a chaser, just like Hinata

* For some reason he hates Hinata but they work so well together that he almost vomits lmao

* Used to be really annoying during matches, he would scream at his team mates for being "too slow" or "too bad" and he would say things about how he was the best of the team and so on

* But now that he has real rivals and a pretty good team that calls him out on it he improved a lot

* Still a pain in the ass tho

* He’s constantly fighting with the captain Oikawa, it do be like that

* You met Kageyama when you corrected him

* So your house and Slytherin (or if your house is Slytherin then it would be a normal class) had a transfiguration class together

* And you saw that Kageyama was about to cast a spell that was slightly different then the one you had to use for today‘s lesson

* The thing is, that the spell that he was about to cast was a bit.. how do I say?.. FUCKING DANGEROUS??

* It seemed at Tobio definitely hasn‘t studied so he didn‘t even notice since they both sounded similar

* That‘s when you cast a spell that canceled his and you immediately ran up to him and started to explain what he did wrong and how he almost blew up everything

* He was PISSED lmao

* How did you dare to correct him!?

* So said something nasty to you and continued with his task

* Later that day you were in the library to study and that’s when you noticed that Kageyama stood awkwardly next to you

* "Oh, hey Kageyama! I‘m sorry for today.. I didn‘t want to upset you.."

* "itsjapkay“

* "I‘m sorry?"

* "IT‘S OKAY, I‘m sorry for snapping at you..“

* He was so embarrassed vslsvsj

* "Do you.. ehm.. well..“ yeah baby boy was really awkward

* ".. mind.. teaching me that.. cancelling.. ehm..“

* "I‘m sorry? I should teach you? What exactly? I?“ you teased him a bit lmao

* "UGH don‘t make me say it again!"

* "I‘m just joking, of course I‘ll teach you!“

* So that‘s how you became friends lol

* He remembers everything that you like, honestly

* He would bring your favorite sweets from Hogsmeade and place it on your bed (don‘t ask me how he got there)

* Would never want to talk about it but that‘s how he shows you that you‘re friends now

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fanfictions #hq #hinata shōyō #hinata shoyo #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #nishinoya yuu #noya #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu headcanon #hinata #hq hinata #kageyama #hq kageyama #nishinya #hq nishinoya #hinata shoyo x reader #kageyama tobio x reader #nishinoya yuu x reader #haikyuu hogwarts #haikyuu hogwarts au #hogwarts au #haikyuu harry potter

[jiminslight]

sophhhhhh you're a ravenclaw!!!! the results are not as accurate when i take the test hmmm i get ravenclaw and slytherin on different ones now i just don't know 🤔 what do you think???

niiiiiic!!! yesss, indeed i am!!! i think whatever you most identify with is fine 😊 i made multiple pottermore accounts to take it a ton of times (like the nerd i am lol) and i got ravenclaw every time except when i once got hufflepuff ahsjsks but i always felt most like a ravenclaw so that’s what i go by! i would say join meee join my house and we can be housemates!!! 👀🥺🙏 but if you join slytherin, my best friend jess is one too so i love them to death 😆🖤 if it’s not too wacko to say, i’d suggest going with what you feel more drawn tooo 🤩

#did you know they even have bath bombs for sorting? 😆😆 #if i gotta persuade you.... we have a kookie 👀 #but slytherin has jimin AND yoongi 😩 #choices choices.... #replies #nicole 🌸

[jashne-bahaaraa]

tagged by: @fenxing thanks for tagging em!! 💖✨

nicknames: b,,, my siblings call me ba tho (yes ik that sounds dumb,,, just like my siblings ig)

zodiac sign: aquarius but i think the zodiac signs changed or smth this year?? 

height: 171cm the last time i checked

hogwarts house: i took the pottermore quiz twice and i got gyffindor the first time and ravenclaw the second, pretty sure i’d get hufflepuff if i take that quiz again 

last thing i googled: aspect ratio this morning bc i was too lazy to search for the definition in my text book lmaoo 

song stuck in my head: playing with fire by blackpink was stuck in my head (esp lisa’s “oh no...” part) when i was writing today’s exam so that’s nice

number of followers: exactly 199 lol 

amount of sleep: i try to sleep 7 hours every day but that never happens rip

wearing: pjs

lucky number: 2 for no reason 

dream job: farmer (i’ve been watching those cottagecore videos on yt lately and ngl they make me wanna move to a small village and take up farming)

fave song: i was going to say in lamhon ke daaman mein by sonu nigam and madhu shree but then i remembered... jashne bahara??? the entire sound track of jodha akbar is my fave tbh,,, also mikrokosmos by bts and universe by exo??? o rey chhori?? the list goes on lol pls don’t ask me this question

fave instrument: uhhh idk... piano maybe?

fave author: i’ll just say arthur conan doyle bc i loved sherlock holmes as a kid and also?? i’ve only read mxtx’s works translated in english but i think they’re really beautiful,,, i would sell my soul for tgcf and mdzs lol

fave animal noises: cat’s purr if i have to choose one... or a cow’s moo bc it reminds me of temples

random: mhm... i haven’t done anything interesting in a while oof there’s nothing i can think of except that i wish exams were over already, i’m so tired of bullshitting my way through them skdksdls

tagging: @tokyo-yokai @eunseokki (only if you want to bbs!!) and anyone else who wants to do it 💞💫

#personal