#haechan hogwarts

[neochan]

DESIRE (M) — PART ONE

he wants you. you want jeno. desire is a jealous little thing, isn't it y/n?

PAIRING. slytherin!haechan x hufflepuff!reader ft. gryffindor!jeno

WC. 12.1k

GENRE. harry potter au!, smut

WARNINGS. cursing, drinking, depictions of breaking a bone, solo male smut, haechan is sort of a perv in one (1) scene, oral male receiving, just really sloppy head <3, haechan does fuck someone in detail and he's mean abt it, but it's not y/n (oops spoiler of sorts), blonde!haechan, he's not a good person, so don't expect him to be. he's a big ole meanie with a longtime crush on reader.

A.N. this has been in the drafts for like three years. i want it out, so i'm splitting it into two parts :)

The Mirror of Erised - The mirror shows the most desperate desire of a person's heart, a vision that has been known to drive men mad.

He loves you.

But he fucking hates it.

First year he was holding hands with you, sitting next to your huddled body on the train, and later sharing a meal in the great hall. Second year he saw you clinging onto him as he flew you over the quidditch field. Third year he watched the both of you sneak out to explore the restricted section in the library and run around the castle late at night. Fourth year he saw you in a beautiful dress as he took you to the yule ball. Fifth year he was kissing you on the astronomy tower. Sixth year you went down on him, and all he could do was watch and pretend that his hand was your mouth.

Now it’s seventh year.

Though the actions changed, it was always you he saw in the mirror, and he fucking hated it. Ever since first year, when all he knew was that you were cute and funny, there you were, taunting and teasing him in that godforsaken mirror.

And yet, he always comes back to sit and watch. 

Just like tonight.

The train only arrived an hour ago, but instead of filing into the great hall to see which house the first years would be sorted into, he’s sitting on the floor in the room of requirement, back against a dusty chest of drawers, and eyes narrowed down to slits as he watches the scene unfold in the mirror before him.

It always starts with you appearing out of thin air. You’re wearing your house colors – a small grey skirt, barely covering the swell of your ass and a yellow button up. You’re rid of the required tie, but only for a second, only until Haechan shows up to stand behind you in the mirror with it stretched between his fists.

He shifts in his place on the ground. It wasn’t real, but lord have mercy, he wished it were.

In the mirror he watches himself loop the tie around your wrists, which were set behind your back. You were so beautiful, smiling up at him with those luminous eyes, and your lips parted in a sinful smile.

Under his robes, his hand inches across the flat of his stomach, towards the growing bulge in his pants. It was becoming hotter in the room, almost stifling, but if someone were to come in, he couldn’t be caught half naked. He’d have to get by fully clothed. 

God, he despised the way you made him feel; so desperate for any sort of friction, anything to help relieve himself of the aching lust he felt in the pit of his stomach.

When his reflection is done tying your wrists together, a desk appears. He recognizes it as the one from potions class. His mouth drops open in an O as he watches himself back you up, so you were sandwiched between the desk and his broad chest.

His hand disappears under your skirt, and he could only imagine what his reflection was doing. Could only imagine how good you probably felt clenching around his fingers, gasping at his touch. Feeling pleasure because of him.

Your body arches against his, head dropping down to rest on his shoulder. He watches his lips move against your ear, but he couldn’t hear what he was saying.

Biggest fucking curse of the century.

Stupid mirror should come with speakers, he thinks.

It was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep his composure, skin slick with sweat, and hands buzzing with the temptation to touch himself.

Fuck you, y/l/n

He watches as his mirror persona spins you around and pushes you flat against the desk, yanking your skirt up around your waist to bare your glistening pussy.

It’s never been this explicit, and he can’t help himself. Tentative fingers wrap around his cock. He throws his head back and hisses between his teeth; it felt too fucking good. His eyes snap open. There was no way he was going to miss the rest of the show, not when it was just getting good.

In the mirror, his cock replaces his fingers. He watches himself inch his way into you slowly. Watches your mouth loll open, eyes glazed over. You were already fucked out and he had barely started.

Haechans hands stroke himself under his robes as he watches the scene in front of him. He was having a hard time keeping his hips still, bucking up into his fist. He softly groans to himself when he sees his reflection grab your tied hands and pull back, fucking himself into you faster.

It was so unfair, so embarrassing, that he had to resort to getting off in front of a mirror displaying his deepest fantasy. It was so unfair that it was always you.

So Haechan sits there, watching the mirrored version of himself completely ruin you, while trying to pretend that his hand is your dripping cunt. He sits there thinking of all the things he would do to you if you would give him the time of day.

Fuck you y/n.

The first years had already been sorted by the time he arrived. In fact, dinner was almost over.

He makes his way to the Slytherin table where his friends were loudly joking. Renjun was the first to notice when he sat down and slides him a half-eaten piece of pie.

“Where were you?”

Through a mouthful of blueberry pie, Haechan acknowledges him, “I had to take care of some things.”

He shuts the discussion down quick. No need for them to know he shoved in a dusty room with his cock in his fist, and his mind full of you.

Speaking of which...

His eyes scan the great hall till he sees you sitting with your roommates, Jihyo and Mina. He almost chokes on the next bite when he realizes you were wearing the same outfit you had on in the mirror.

“Fucking hell man, don’t die,” Chenle slides him a glass of water, “We thought we were gonna have to sneak you some food back to the dorms.”

He gulps down the water and taps the glass with his ring clad pointer finger, automatically refilling it. The silver metal makes a tink sound against the glass. “Well, like I said, I had some things to take care of.”

Why the fuck did his friends have to be so damn nosy. A guy couldn't disappear for an hour?

“And was Y/N one of those things?” Chenle snorts.

The rest of the table bursts into laughter, louder than the entire great hall combined, and it makes you peek your head in their direction. Haechan drops his gaze away from you, grabs a stray spoon and chucks it at Chenle, hitting him square in the chest, “Shut up.”

“Dude, we all know you've been sweet on her since, what, first year?” Renjun snickers.

Chenle wipes the gunk that splattered off the spoon from his robes, ‘Yeah, we’re not blind man. I mean, she might be, but not us.”

"Sweet on her? What the fuck is this Renjun, the nineteen-fifties?" Haechan doesn't do anything but scowl. He hates how his friends knew. Hell, pretty much all Slytherins that knew him, knew.

His eyes flick up and catch yours. A soft smile forms on your lips, and he returns it. He hand twitched up for a wave, but Jeno, the infamous Gryffindor Seeker, sits beside you and steals your attention away.

“Ah look, now you’re too late.”

“Could’ve had a chance dude.”

Haechan turns to his friends and gives them a death stare, “Next word out of you guys and I’m gonna stuff the rest of this pie down your fucking throats.”

With a roll of their eyes, they turn their heads and start to talk amongst themselves about the new school year. Haechan can’t immerse himself in such conversation. His attention is pointed solely on you and the kiss ass that was Lee Jeno.

One of his arms sat slung around your shoulders, his face dangerously close to yours, but for some reason, you weren’t pushing him away, you were laughing.

Why weren’t you pushing him away?

Something in Haechan snaps when he watches Jeno lean his forehead against yours, both of you sharing wide smiles. It’s as if his heart was set on fire, the heat threading itself through his body and taking home in his hands. Oh, how he wanted to go punch that smile right off of Jeno’s lips. Smash his fist in his face and leave a nice mark, bloody broken gums bleeding.

Bet he wouldn’t smile at you then.

Haechan knows it’s insane. He does, but he quite honestly doesn’t give a single broom-flying fuck.

With determination, Haechan stood, pushing his chair back, and ignoring the calls from his friends. Everybody he walks past is enjoying their first-day-back meals, but Haechan has something else on his mind.

He walks by your table, hearing the pretty lilt of your voice chatting away with your friends as Jeno hangs off your side. Haechan’s tongue pokes his cheek in jealousy, but he walks right past without a word, no matter how much his brain is screaming at him to just hit Jeno.

Making it to the doors that seal off the great hall from the main corridor, he draws his wand out from his robes and flicks his wrist.

“Aguamenti”

A jet of clear water shoots out from the tip of his wand and smacks the side of Jenos head, effectively drenching him from head to toe.

Haechan stays for a split second, just to watch you and your friends erupt in a fit of giggles while Jeno picks at his wet robes.

He smiles triumphantly before slipping out into the hallway and sprinting to the Slytherin dormitory.

Haechan 1, Jeno 0

The first night back at Hogwarts; The first night back home.

You and your dormmates lounge in the common room and stare into the fire whilst making small talk. It had been a while since seeing them, but you had kept in touch out in the muggle world.

Jihyo hung her head over the arm of the couch, the rest of her body sprawled out and cozily covered with a blanket, attempting to toss popcorn in the air and catch it in her mouth. Her success rate, however, left the floor scattered with smashed pieces and kernels.

Mina sat on the end of the couch with Jihyo's feet in her lap, occasionally contributing to the conversation but mostly engrossed in her textbooks. It wasn't even the first day of actual classes, yet here she was, staying ahead. If you didn't know her kind nature, you'd think she belonged in Ravenclaw.

You were slung in the other chair opposite of them, fiddling with your wand. The end was slightly cracked from where you had accidentally stepped on it one day and it was worrying you. The last thing you needed right now was another trip to Olivanders.

“I’m just saying Y/N, I think Jeno really does like you!” Jihyo insisted, throwing another piece of popcorn in the air only to get hit in the face with it seconds later.

Mina snorts without looking up and Jihyo makes a face at her that she doesn’t see but leaves you giggling. You twist your wand around your fingers, something you learned back in second year, “Well if he does, he hasn’t said anything.”

Mina hums in agreement but Jihyo thinks differently, “He wouldn’t have offered to take you broom flying after hours if he didn’t like you.”

Shrugging your shoulders you turn to the fire, the burning warmth spreading over your chest. “Maybe he just wants some pussy.”

“Well, you better take the chance before I do. He can show me his broomstick anytime.” She winks in your direction sending you into a giggle fit. Mina rolls her eyes but continues reading her textbook. The both of you were used to Jihyos sexual jokes, but they never failed to make you laugh and Mina cringe.

A brief silence passed before you spoke, “Okay, but you have to agree, whoever splashed him at dinner tonight has it coming.”

“What do you mean whoever it was?” Mina piped up, giving you an inquisitive look.

“I didn’t see who it was, did y’all?” you asked, mildly confused. The water had seemingly come out of nowhere, and everyone around Jeno had denied responsibility. With everyone denying it, you suspected it might have been one of the lingering spirits.

“Are you kidding me, Y/N? He couldn’t have been any more obvious,” Jihyo said incredulously, sitting up to look straight at you, abandoning her bag of popcorn.

Were you supposed to have known who the culprit was? You were too busy watching Jeno splutter and gasp to have paid much attention to your surroundings. One thing she said caught your attention, “He?”

“Haechan? Lee Donghyuck?” Mina says slowly.

Jihyo chimed in, “He was walking toward our table all angry, and then when he made it to the doors, he turned around and used the Aguamenti spell.” Your mouth dropped open with every word she said, “Don’t tell me you didn’t notice?!”

“I didn’t!” you argue defensively.

“Oh, and before that, he was staring at you.” Mina added, closing her textbook and standing up, dumping Jihyo's feet on the ground.

“I knew he was staring.” You say, chewing on your bottom lip, “Are you guys for sure he was the one?”

“I’m telling you,” Jihyo starts, “We both saw him.”

Emotions bubble in your chest. You were pissed off for sure. Who did Haechan think he was getting in your business like that, especially given the history, or lack thereof.

Ever since you met the Slytherin boy, he had despised you. There was something about you that completely irritated him, and no matter how hard you tried, he just wouldn’t be your friend. He wouldn’t even talk to you, only stare and mess with your relationships. Every time you were getting close with a boy, he would get in the way, first with Mark and now Jeno? This was becoming an issue, and one that you needed to correct soon.

“I’m heading to bed.” Mina says, waving goodbye and heading off to her room.

You and Jihyo are left to stare at each other. She narrows her eyes down to slits, “Don’t get any ideas.”

“I’m not,” you spun the wand faster around your fingers, twisting and spinning it until it dropped into your palm, “I’m just going to remind him who the hell I am.”

“That’s not very Hufflepuff of you.” she giggles, reaching for more popcorn and shoving it in her mouth.

Your grip your wand tightly, “Hufflepuff or not, Lee Donghyuck needs to learn who he’s fucking with.”

As you pondered your next move, Jihyo leaned back and said, "You know, a well-placed hex might jog his memory."

"No. Not a hex. He get's one warning. His only warning."

Haechan knew you were after him.

The past couple days consisted of him dodging your every attempt at waving him down. After classes dismissed, he was up and out the door in the blink of an eye, he never showed his face at the great hall, and when you caught sight of him during his quidditch practice, he disappeared while everyone else headed to the locker rooms.

Three days after the water incident, you catch him.

The professor asked him to stay back after class, supposedly to discuss his recent test scores. So, when the bell rang, you lingered outside the classroom door. A couple of minutes later, Haechan emerged, his blonde hair paired with a scowl etched onto his face. He made a beeline in the opposite direction, but you had other plans.

“Lee Donghyuck!” you shout, attracting stares from the other students milling about the corridor. You scurry over to him and tug his arm, his eyes shooting down to where you made contact “We need to talk.”

He glanced around, ensuring no one was watching, and cleared his throat. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

The threats you had rehearsed - the biting warnings you promised Jihyo you'd give him...they all catch in the back of your throat when you look up and make eye contact. It was almost condescending the way he looked down at you, without even saying anything, he made you feel small.

"I—um, I want you to leave me and Jeno alone," you managed to say, attempting confidence but knowing there was little force behind the words.

He knew it too.

His eyebrows shoot up, “I’m sorry darling, I’m not quite sure what you mean.”

Oh, how good he was at feigning innocence.

Too bad you knew he was a big fat fucking liar, “The whole Aguamenti spell you did the other night in the great hall? Yeah, I know it was you.”

His jaw clenches and he reaches for his wand to twirl around his finger – something he did when he was nervous. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Bullshit Haechan. Me and my friends saw you do it.”

As more people stared at the confrontation in the middle of the hallway, you considered finding a more private place, but you knew he wouldn't follow.

“What do you want me to say? I’m telling you I didn’t do it.” his voice is a low growl, his demeanor darkening and body slightly leaning towards your own. You wouldn’t be surprised if the next words out of his mouth were, ‘now get lost you little freak’.

Deciding to stand your ground, you stared up at him defiantly. However, instead of backing down, he laughed straight in your face, deflating any hope of setting him straight.

“Good one, Hufflepuff.” With a roll of his eyes, he palms his wand in thought. How could a girl like you go for a guy like Jeno? Didn’t you know he was an asshole?

Speak of the devil, he thinks.

A heavy arm wrapped around your shoulders, accompanied by a sweet and cheery voice. "Y/N! Just the girl I needed to see." Jeno's crescent eyes and beaming smile were inches from yours.

Haechan rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. He needs to leave; He should leave, but his feet don’t move when he tries. It felt like he was under a spell.

Yeah, if jealousy was a fucking spell, the thought bitterly.

“I hope you don’t mind me talking to your girl.” Jeno acknowledges Haechan and playfully punches him in the shoulder. The older boy just sneers.

“Oh, I’m not his girl” you declared adamantly.

A derisive scoff rumbles in the depths of Haechan's throat, and a fit of coughing seizes him, forcing him to double over.

“Careful there buddy.” Jeno smirks, harshly slapping Haechan’s back as way to help him catch his breath.  

When the older boy straightens up, a look of pure hatred crosses his eyes and you giggle, “I’m fine, buddy.”

Jeno looks from left to right confused at Haechan’s hostility, but shakes it off and turns to you instead, “I wanted to invite you to the Quidditch game tomorrow night.” A ‘no’ forms on your lips but Jeno is quick to shut it down, “Look… I’ll play better if you’re there. You can be my good luck charm!”

A fake gag sounds from the back of Haechans throat and you stare daggers into him until he throws two hands up and takes a step back.

You turned to Jeno with the intention of declining, citing the need for studying, but his trademark smile was plastered on his lips. Wasn't the point of this conversation with Haechan to be something with Jeno someday?

“I’ll go.” You smile, and Jeno's face lights up like a kid on Christmas.

One second, you were on the ground, and the next, you were in Jeno's strong arms, spinning around. "Yes! You won't regret this, Y/N! You can even wear my jersey if you want!"

He slows down and sets you back on your feet, your head slightly spinning, “Jeno… you do realize you’ll need your jersey on the field.”

“Oh right.” He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. “Didn’t think of that.”

Haechan makes an unamused snort, and you notice his hands are balled into fists at his side.

How could Jeno do that right in front of his face?

“I guess it’s the thought that counts.” Haechan spits, and turns on his heel, robes flying behind him as he hurriedly walks away.

“Wait! We still have to talk!” you shout after him, but he doesn’t acknowledge it, just keeps walking until he rounds a corner and disappears.

Why did he have something against Jeno? He hated you anyways. Was his job to make you miserable your entire Hogwarts life? Why was he always in your business?

Jeno startles you out of your thoughts, “Come on, I’ll walk you to class.”

A smile formed on your lips, and you murmured an 'okay' as Jeno looped your arm in his. Unfortunately, Haechan was long gone, along with any hope of setting him straight.

Hopefully he got the message, you think.

It’s the last thought of him before Jeno is tugging on your arm and walking you to class, the smell of cinnamon on his robes and his jovial tone taking home in your head and root in your heart.  

He can’t stomach the sight of her face, but that doesn’t stop him from fucking her.

Who was she? He didn’t know, and he didn’t care. She was wet enough and that was all that mattered. Thrusting into her sopping cunt was what she was here for, nothing more, nothing less.

His mind drifts while he pounds into her, the image of Jeno dragging you away, his arm slung over your shoulders driving Haechan to fuck harder. The girl hollers in pain but doesn’t tell him to stop, just grits her face and bears it, and he doesn’t check to see if she’s okay.

She said she wanted him to fuck her, so that’s what he was doing.

“Hy-hyuck.” She whimpers, fingers digging into his dark green sheets.

A harsh smack lands on her ass, “What, can’t take it Y/ -”

He stops himself before finishing your name. How stupid could he be. This wasn’t you; this could never be you.

Whoever the girl was, she doesn’t notice, too rung up on his cock pushing into her over and over again to understand that he didn’t give a single fuck about her.

Poor girl.

Her legs start to shake, an overwhelming orgasm washing over her right before Haechan pulls out and rolls off the bed, hastily putting on his pants. She’s left to catch her breath on his bed, peering at him from between parted fingers, “You didn’t finish.”

“Don’t need to.” He throws his sweater over his head and starts to fix his tie, “Here.” He picks her yellow robes off the floor and tosses them onto the bed next to her.

“Let me suck you off or something.”

His response is instantaneoous, “I’m good.”

Her voice is soft when she speaks up again, “It’s because of that girl isn’t it… the one in my house, Y/N?”

Was it obvious to everyone else but you? This random fucking girl knew, but you couldn’t catch on? Fucking ridiculous.

His eyes narrow down to slits, “I got to get to class. You better be gone when I get back.”

The door slams behind him, the echo being the only indication he was there in the first place.

Robes askew and papers flying out of your hands, you rush into potions class at the last possible second.

Jeno is already seated at your shared table, something that’s become normal these last few weeks. Out of the corner of your eye, you take note of Hyuck slumped over a piece of paper, furiously scribbling—probably homework.

Thankfully, the professor nods you off without issuing you a detention slip.

Slamming your books on the flat black table, you hop onto your stool.

“Thought you weren’t gonna show y/l/n” Jeno’s smile stretches from ear to ear, his fingers twirling a quill between them.

“I may not be a Ravenclaw, but I’d never miss a class.”

“Couldn’t bear to miss me?” His flirtatious comments always make your heart skip a beat. Your pulse becomes increasingly erratic, face flushed. A snort sounds from behind you, and when you swivel around, you see Haechan’s face adorned with a sneer. He doesn’t deserve a response from you, no matter how much you want to flip him off.

You turn back around, “I guess I couldn’t…” The blush on Jeno’s face is unmistakable and it warms your heart.

From the front of the room, the professor claps his hands, “Alright class, today we will be doing something I’m sure you’ve done before.”

“Please don’t say truth potion.” You mutter under your breath.

“Not quite, Ms. y/l/n. Today we’ll be brewing amortentia potions! All your ingredients should be in the back of the classroom, gather them and begin brewing! The instructions are on page 287 of your textbook! The first group to accurately brew their potion gets five points on the chapter quiz this week.”

The professor calling you out would be enough to send you into an embarrassed state of tucking your chin against your chest and keeping your head down for the rest of the class, but the mention of extra points on the quiz has you leaping up off the stool and waltzing to the back of the classroom.

Jeno doesn’t even have time to say anything. You’ve never done this potion before, but you know the ingredients by heart, just waiting for the day you get to brew it.

You make it to the ingredients table first, followed by Haechan, who’s furiously flipping through his textbook, trying to find the ingredient list. When he notices your empty hands, he narrows his eyes, “Don’t you need to know what to put in the potion?”

Grabbing various vials and jars of dried leaves, you snort, “Don’t need to. Jealous I know it by heart?”

His eyes slide to yours while he follows your lead and picks up a jar of blue rose petals, “Me? Jealous? Yeah right. That’ll be you when me and Chenle win the extra points.”

“Don’t count on it Hyuck.”

The nickname has him tensing, knuckles going white when he accidentally grips a vial of milky substance too hard. He puts it under his arm and reaches for another vial. Coincidentally, you were reaching for the same one, both of your hands brushing against each other's. Neither of you is hasty in withdrawing.

His Adam's apple bobs in his throat, nervousness flitting across his brow. Before you can make note, he clamps down, and his expression goes stoic again.

Heat pools in your stomach. A sickeningly sweet feeling that leaves you confused when Haechan plucks the vial away and whips around, his robes fluttering out behind his body.

Other students begin crowding the table, so you grab a different vial, the interaction leaving you all too confused.

When you get back to the table, Jeno has already begun heating the cauldron.

The ingredients spill from your hands.

“Have you ever done this before?” Jeno asks, “You didn’t even need the textbook.”

Your voice comes out mumbled, “No. I just know it by heart.”

His own textbook is splayed out in front of him, one finger rubbing down the page to read the ingredients list. Why don’t his hands make you feel like that? Sure, it makes you feel all cozy inside, but it isn’t… hot like that. There;s no heat when Jeno walks hand-in-hand with you in the hallway. Why?

“… petals.”

His voice peeks through your thoughts that were flitting around your skull at a million miles an hour.

“Huh?”

“Why did you grab blue rose petals? It doesn’t say we need them in the book.” He teeters on the edge of his seat as if he wanted to take them back to the ingredients table at the back of the room.

A smirk plays on the edge of your lips, “Haechan was copying what I was grabbing, so to trip him up, I grabbed those. Hopefully, he doesn’t pay close attention to the textbook like you…”

Jeno laughs, “Never would have struck you as the type Y/N.”

“What, too much of a Slytherin thing?” You bite back.

“No…No, I like it. It makes you… I don’t know… hot?”

Your eyes go wide, a laugh sticking in your throat. You cough it up and turn to the spread of ingredients in front of you, “Let's, uh… let’s start so we can get those extra credit points.”

Jeno turns around and so do you.

What you don’t notice is Haechan, who had become immensely interested in your conversation after hearing the word Slytherin leave your lips. The jealousy flickering through his nerves is hotter than the boiling substance in front of him. Oh, how he wishes this was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He’d love to put Jeno flat on his ass.

You and Jeno effortlessly master the brewing of amortentia in just twelve minutes, a symphony of perfectly blended scents swirling in your cauldron.

Chenle and Haechan shoot you annoyed glances as their potion turns into a goopy, blue disaster, nowhere close to the enchanting pink hue of yours.

The professor strides over, congratulating the two of you with a smile. He hands each of you golden slips of paper, designating you as the undisputed masters of amortentia potion-making.

Haechan stands with arms crossed, bitterness etched across his face as he joins the students gathered around your table. His jaw clenches when he witnesses Jeno pulling you into a snug side hug.

“Alright! As the first pair to get the potion right, you get the pleasure of telling us what you smell.

Fuck.

His jaw unclenches and instead is replaced by a shit-eating grin.

“W-What?”

Other students nervously chuckle, eager to see if Jeno, the star of Gryffindors quidditch team, would possibly smell their scent.

“I’ll go first y/n. Don’t sweat it.”

Carefully, Jeno leans over the cauldron and lets the steam waft up into his face. He takes a sniff. Another one. Another one. And finally a deep inhale.

“It’s smells like cherries… um, vanilla, I think… and, sweets? Like baked sweets?”

The professor applauds, “Good! Sounds like someone's after a Hufflepuff!”

All eyes turn to you. It's true, the Hufflepuff dormitory is adjacent to the kitchens, but why must everyone assume? Why must it be you?

The professor continues, “You next Y/N!”

Haechans doe eyes follow your figure closely, drinking in the way you lean over the cauldon, the top button on your blouse having come undone, breasts peaking through the top. He feels like a pervert, but he can’t help the stiffness rising in his slacks.

He should’ve had that girl suck him off.

You sniff one, twice, and a third time. Haechan watches as the blood drains from your face.

Why couldn’t it be cinnamon and firewood? Why not something to complement Jeno? It had to be that.

“I smell apples… and, and, um, caramel, and qu-quidditch gear.”

You don’t even have time to assess Jeno or Haechans faces. Jeno knew it was Haechan’s scent. Haechan knew it was his scent. Everyone knew. How could they not? Slytherins best asshole was known for smelling like caramel apples.

Fuck.

Your eyes are downcast, contemplating whether or not to do that chin tuck.

“Alright! Who’s next?”

“It’s not like it’s our house that’s playing.”

Slumped on the common room couch and stuffing your face with leftover popcorn (thanks Jihyo), your argument doesn’t come across as very convincing – to yourself, or Mina, who stands in front of you with her hands on her hips. “And anyways,” you raise a skeptical eyebrow, “Don’t you have to study or something. You’re not one for quidditch games.”

She reaches for you, snatching the snack bowl out of your hand and plopping it down on the coffee table. “I’m two weeks ahead in every single class. I can afford to skip a day of studying.”

For a moment, you shoot her a glare, sensing there's more to it. “Jihyo put you up to this, didn’t she?”

“Why do you say that.”

“Because I know her.”

“Okay, yes.” She sits down next to you, grabbing your hands. “But come on! Jeno invited you to watch the game and then go to the afterparty. You know how hard it is to get invited to those parties!” She drags out the last syllable, pretending to beg, “And Jihyo said she’d kill me if you bailed.”

You sigh. Jeno did invite you, and he had that killer smile on his lips when he did it. The reminder sends butterflies in your stomach fluttering about. The only reason you were planning to skip out was because you were nervous. And what happened in class yesterday. But that didn’t matter! Gryffindors seeker asking you to come watch him play, and then walking you to class? That made you more than friends, right? You didn’t know how to navigate that without being awkward… and you’d hate to disappoint him.

“Fine, I’ll go.”

Mina squeals next to you and pulls you into a hug. “You won’t regret this! But hurry up, I wanna see if I can spot Renjun before the game.” She smiles to herself, a light blush dusting her cheeks that she tries to conceal.

“Renjun… Isn’t that the boy you’re tutoring in potions?”

She hums in response, a dreamy expression so evident on her face you could almost make out hearts in her eyes. It's like a real-life cartoon.

“You have a crush on him!” you tease, giggling when she holds her arms out defensively and tries to deny it. “That’s why you’re going to the game today! Not because you don’t need to study, but because you wanna see Renjunnnnn.” You draw out his name like you used to do when you were first years.

“Don’t tell Jihyo.” She groans. “She’ll give me hell for it, and I want this to progress naturally on its own.”

“I won’t, I’m just shocked our Mina has a crush!”

You feel happy for your friend. Happy that she’s found somebody who could actually drag her away from being holed up on a Saturday afternoon – it's real progress.

“Enough about me! Go get ready!”

She throws a pillow at you when you leap off the couch, and it hits you square in the chest, both of you thrown into another fit of giggles.

The stands were so jam packed with students, you thought there was absolutely no way you were going to grab a seat.

That was until you spotted Jihyos yellow Hufflepuff cap sticking out in a sea of Gryffindor gear. It was against house rules to wear anything outside of your house colors, so while you wanted to wear red to support Jeno, the best you could do was the red handheld flags they were passing out at the gate to the field.

A first year Slytherin tried to hand you a green flag, but you upturn your nose and brush him aside. You didn’t hate all Slytherins, but you’d be damned if Haechan caught sight of you supporting his team, especially since it was him pitted against Jeno. It saddened you that he was a seeker like the boy you were there to support; he didn’t deserve the position.

Mina grabs your hand and drags you into the thick of the crowd where elbows jostled you every few seconds and your cheeks were being whipped with waving flags. You duck your head down and try not to trip, a sigh of relief rushing past your lips when you make it to where Jihyo is sitting front row, batting away a couple who were trying to sit in the seats she was keeping for the two of you.

“See!” She yells, gesturing wildly to the two of you walking up, “My friends are here, and these seats are now occupied!” She grabs your wrists and tugs you to sit down.

The couple rolls their eyes and move on to find another seat.

“Bitches.” Jihyo curses under her breath.

“Thanks for saving the seat.” You breathlessly laugh, adjusting your jacket so that you were bundled up. Hogwart winters weren’t for the faint of heart.

Jihyo smirks, “Had to fight off about half the Gryffindor population for this good of a view, but it was worth it.”

On the other side of Jihyo, Mina laughed and clapped her hands at the commotion on the field, right before every other student erupted in cheers, hoots, and hollers.

From your midfield position, you saw the Slytherin team filtering out on the green, brooms in hand.

“WELCOME ALL FACULTY AND STUDENTS TO THE FIRST HOME GAME OF THE SEASON!! PLEASE WELCOME OUR SLYTHERIN TEAM!” The announcer's voice boomed, rattling through the entire stadium.

As much as you resisted cheering, Mina was there to support Renjun, so you gave a few half-hearted claps on her behalf, earning dirty looks from the surrounding Gryffindors. You were in the wrong section if you wanted to support the snakes.

You weren’t looking for him, but Haechan’s blonde hair immediately grabs your attention. He’s smiling, all sharp and smug, and you can make out green face paint dotting the side of his neck. It irked you that he was soaking in the cheering – you bet he got off to on the attention. What? With him being the infamous Slytherin seeker? It went straight to his head, and you knew it.

The team hopped on their brooms and flew around the students, tossing Slytherin gear into the stands as they weaved in and out of the sections. When Haechan passed, he blew you a kiss and winked, infuriating you to the point your face flushed hot.

“Ignore him.” Jihyo rolls her eyes and gives your hand a squeeze, “He’s trying to get you mad. Jeno will put him in his place.”

The thought of Jeno putting him in his place warms your heart. Oh, how good that’ll feel.

Once the Slytherins stopped showing off, the crowd went relatively quiet, waiting for the real star of the show to come out. A thrumming chant started somewhere opposite your section, and soon enough, the entire student body was collectively roaring for Gryffindor.

“WE WANT BETTER, WE WANT MORE, SHOW US GRYFFINDOR!!”

A rumble goes through the crowd right before cold air whips your face and a sea of red jerseys flies over your head. It makes you laugh giddily, and your eyes desperately search for number seven – Jeno.

It takes a second, but soon enough your eyes are locked on his lean figure which presses forward on the thin broom stick. He looked good.

Jihyo goes fucking wild beside you, “There’s your man!” she screeches, and you let out a belly laugh. You both watch as he makes his rounds around the towers filled with cheering students – each and every one until he gets to yours.

“You look beautiful” he shouts, and a dozen girls around you squeal in adoration. He was talking to you though, and you knew it. His eyes sparkle when he gives you a wink. “Wish me luck.” he mouths.

“Omg how cute are you two!?” Jihyo swoons.

You pressed a kiss to your palm and then blew it to him – a signal of your affection. With a wide eye-smile, he grabbed it out of the air and pressed it to his lips.

It was then and there that you decided you were going to kiss him after the match. All too quickly, he flew away, and you watched as he went.

Not two seconds later, a new Gryffindor player was in front of you, balancing on the tail end of his stick. Johnny, you remembered his name.

His jersey was tucked between his teeth, his abs on full display, which sent the hoards of girls around you into a screaming fit. You caught a quick glimpse before he spat the hem out of his mouth.

“Y/N, you want us to win?” He asks, his voice a deep timbre.

You were shocked that he was talking to you – let alone that he knew your name.

Gingerly, you nod your head.

“I bet. You coming to the party after?”

This interaction was so bizarre, and all Jihyo and Mina did to help was stare at the six-foot, built, fine specimen lingering only three feet in front of you.

“Jeno invited me.” For some reason, a blush settles on your face, and you fight the urge to cover it.

“Bet you’re gonna have a fun time with him after.” A dazzling smirk plastered itself on Johnny’s face. “You should ask him if he’ll let you ride his broomstick. I heard he’s a good teacher. It should be fun.” He flew around so quickly it left you blinking in his wake. Over his shoulder, you heard him call out, “See you after, prize girl.”

The entire twenty-second conversation left you reeling, and you tucked a mental note away to ask Jeno about it later.

From across the field, a certain Slytherin seeker was seething. Both his hands grabbed the broom so tightly his knuckles turned white. If he applied any more pressure, it would have broken.

The fuck was Johnny talking to you about? Did it have to do with Jeno? What did you see in him anyways? What did Jeno have that he didn’t? Did he have to prove himself? Yes, he thinks. That’s what he’ll do. He’ll win this match to prove to you that he’s better than Jeno. Maybe then you’ll truly see him – and give him a chance.

Game on.

Two minutes were left in the last quarter, and it was neck and neck.

Green and red jerseys fly around each other.

The stadium echoed with the thunderous cheers as the Quaffle exchanged hands between the opposing teams. The bludgers were like rogue comets, threatening to disrupt the fluid dance of the players. Jeno and Haechan had their eyes fixed on the glittering snitch.

A collective gasp filled the arena as Haechan executed a daring spiral dive, narrowly avoiding a bludger. Simultaneously, Jeno executed a swift roll, evading a clever attempt by the opposing team to intercept him.

The golden snitch continued to flit teasingly ahead, leading the seekers on a merry chase.

You grip onto Jihyo and Mina as the game comes to a crescendo.

It happens so quick you almost miss it, but in three seconds everything changes.

Three.

Jeno becomes unbalanced, teetering sideways on his broom that keeps flying straight. His eyes are locked on yours when a wave of pure panic engulfs his sweaty features.

Haechan flies past him, one hand outstretched towards the golden snitch that loomed just mere inches from his fingertips.

Two.

He flips over the side of his broom, hands reaching out to try and catch himself. One by one his fingers tap the stick, not able to gain any purchase, and then he’s falling.

The other seeker presses ahead, dodging his teammates who don’t have time to get out of his way with how fast he’s flying.

One.

Jeno’s body slams into the grass field beneath the players, his broomstick landing next to his broken figure. He doesn’t get up, doesn’t scream in pain, doesn’t move.

Haechan's hand closed around the golden snitch, a victorious shout echoing from him and his teammates. He turned, searching for you in the crowd, but your gaze was fixed on Jeno.

Zero.

Shouts and cries erupt from the crowd, half in victory and half in shock. Someone screams Jeno’s name and you’re not sure if it’s your own shout, or if that person was just really close by.

With wide eyes, you watch as a bunch of medical staff rush towards him on the field and surround his body. Your body becomes ice cold and you can feel your heartbeat in your throat.

Please let him be okay; he has to be okay.

The Slytherin team flies around the field, visiting their supporters in the stands while everyone else’s eyes are on Jeno.

Jihyo grabs your shoulders and gasps when a white medical cot is lifted onto the shoulders of a few Gryffindor players.

“He’s okay. He’s okay.” Mina repeats, taking hold of your hand between hers and you almost sob in relief when you see him wiggling around in the cot, moans of pain falling from his lips too low for your ears to pick up.

Haechan watches from a distance, eyes wide in shock when he takes notice of Jeno’s condition and when he looks up, he sees your dormmates consoling you. He wanted to fly over to you and ask if you’re okay, but he knew you wouldn’t want to hear it, not when Jeno was hurt.

Once Jeno and the medical staff made it off the field, the stands began to clear out, but you feel like you can’t move.

“Come on.” Jihyo murmurs, pulling you up and wrapping an arm around you. It was silly that they had to take care of you like this when you weren’t even the one who was hurt.

When you made it to the bottom of the stand, you huddle together in a group.

Jihyo, with her arm still wrapped around you, gave you a side hug. “I’m sure he’s fine.” Mina nodded in agreement, but you started biting your nails – not that there was much to bite, lord knows they were almost stubs as it was.

Another person slides into your tight group, and you don’t notice until you hear his voice, “The scorekeepers say there was no evidence of foul play.”

When you looked up, you were surprised to see who you thought was Renjun. When he noticed your gaze, he gave a soft smile.

“That’s bullshit,” Jihyo declares, “We all know who did it, and he’s on your fucking team.”

Renjun just shrugs and slides an arm around Mina, and despite the timing and circumstance, you raise an eyebrow at her. She waves you off and slides her attention to Renjun, “Everyone knows it was Haechan.”

“Well, the scorekeepers say otherwise.”

You felt like screaming and crying and running away all at once, but you just stood there, biting your nails.

“I know I probably shouldn’t be asking right now,” Renjun's eyes flickered to you before looking away quickly, “But, I wanted to invite you guys to the after-party. I don’t need an answer, just show up if you want to, and I’ll have Chenle watching for you guys at the door. It starts in half an hour.” He started to pull away from the group but turned back at the last second. “By the way, Y/N, I’m sorry about Jeno. Just because I’m on the opposite team doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad.”

A hum falls from your lips and then he’s off.

“Well, if I need anything right now, it’s a fucking drink,” Jihyo joked, but one look at you, and her laughter died.

Mina is more concerned with you, “We won’t go if you need us.”

“No,” you blurted, dropping your hands from your face. “I –” A particularly loud shout jarred your attention away, and when you looked around to find the culprit, you saw the entire Slytherin team gathering to your right. Haechan stood in the center only long enough for you to make out it was him, then he was being hoisted onto his teammates' shoulders. His eyes met yours, and he smirked, lifting a hand to wave at you. It took everything in you to not storm over there and punch the absolute shit out of him. He wished he was your fucking priority, but that wasn’t the case.

“You sure?” Mina asks, snapping you out of your murderous thoughts.

“I gotta go check on Jeno.” You give a small smile, “Save me a drink?”

Jihyo and Mina both nodded, and before you walked off, you threw a middle finger at Haechan, who caught sight and clasped his chest like he was dying.

It pissed you off, but you had bigger priorities right now.

Haechan would have his turn.

As the cheering fades, the screams take over.

Deep, guttural screams of someone in agonizing pain echo through the empty castle halls leading right to the medical wing. They come in bursts; long strings of curses, grunts, and broken yells, and it makes you inwardly cringe because you knew who they belonged too.

“Jeno…” you whisper, after hearing a particularly jarring shriek.

After rounding the corner, the tall double oak doors loom in front of you, inviting you to join Jeno in his agony, or at least be there to comfort him. Pushing them open, you reveal a large, brightly lit room sectioned off by blue plastic curtains and medical cots. On the left side of the room, you see a nurse tending to who must be Jeno, but you can’t see his face.

You can hear him though.

His voice is amplified ten-fold now that you were in the same room, and instinctively you raise your hands to plug your ears but shake it off. Tentatively you walk over.

“Goddamn Slytherin.” You hear him groan, legs twisting in discomfort when the nurse applies pressure to his arm. It’s evident he’s never been in this much pain before.

“Jeno?” You whisper, startling the nurse who accidentally puts too much pressure on his arm, causing him to jerk away from her, a yelp passing his thin lined lips.

Her hands pepper over his body in apology, not turning her head to look at you, “You shouldn’t be in here.”

“I know.” You whisper, and she doesn’t press any further on why you’re there or ask you to leave, so you stay.

Jeno doesn’t even seem to notice you, but that doesn’t matter. You shift around the bed slightly and catch sight of his face. Both his eyes are shut, one ringed in purple and his bottom lip split in two separate places. His nose seemed to get busted in the fall as it was surrounded by dark red, almost black, dried blood. A few droplets splattered on his shirt, accompanying the grass and dirt he had slammed into after falling thirty feet from the sky,

As bad as it may sound, you’re glad Jeno only broke his arm. A fall from that height could have meant paralysis or worse, death. He truly got lucky.

You stand quietly, watching as she shifts Jeno’s arm into a sling, securing it with a couple items you don’t know the name for and then popping a few muggle meds in his mouth. Lifting a glass of water to his lips, he groans, knocking back the pills.

It never sat right with you how the nurses used muggle methods of healing when there were more than a fair share of spells that could work much quicker. It was as if they wanted you to stew in your own misery.

Wasn’t the point of magic to make things easier?

Your thoughts are cut off by the nurse brushing past you, arms full of medical supplies. “Visiting hours are over in twenty minutes. Make it quick.” She warns, before walking away.

“Why are you here.” Jeno groans when she leaves the room, eyes still sticking shut.

“I –”A dull ache lands on your heart and the words catch in the back of your throat, a sudden cough clearing them away.

His lip curls into a sneer, “Spit it out y/l/n,”

The aggression radiating off of him makes you stumble back but you don’t let it scare you. You knew Jeno and he wasn’t scary… or so you thought.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” You speak quietly, like any word above a murmur would startle him and hurt him worse.

“Obviously, I’m not fucking okay.” His voice is nasally, mocking you, “But you don’t care, do you? Bet you’re just here to make sure I don’t snitch on your little boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” Your eyes narrow down to slits. It angered you that Jeno thought you would give any time of day to the little prick who kept messing with you.

“You should tell him that.”

His eyes snap open and home in on you, glaring from his spot on the bed. Uncomfortable in his position, he squirms a bit, trying to right himself, but he grunts and falls back down, the pain too much for him.

‘You should tell him that.’

The words bounce around the inside of your skull. Did Haechan think you were together? Think he had some kind of weird ass claim over you?

"Jeno –”

“You know I can’t even play quidditch now that my arm is broken. My fucking arm Y/N.” Tears form in the corner of his eyes, whether from the pain or the prospect that he was out for the season, you weren’t sure, “He knocked me off my broom. That’s like… that’s like attempted murder!” he splutters, a crazed expression overtaking his face.

As much as you disliked the guy, there was no way he was capable of murder. No, this was due to his unrelenting jealousy, and someone needed to set him straight.

“Oh, come on, it’s not attempted –”

Jeno’s free hand is shoved in your face, one finger pointing at you patronizingly, “Yes, it is. You and I both know he’s a crazy son of a bitch, and he obviously has something for you so stay the fuck away from me.”

“Really, can we just talk?”

He shakes his head, “No. Get the fuck away from me and keep your little boyfriend in check.”

“For the last time, he’s not –”

“I don’t care what he is! The both of you need to leave me the fuck alone.”

Your heart breaks.

It wasn’t because you liked him. No, that wasn’t it. You just thought this could have been the start of something new since your love life had been wrecked for years thanks to the one and only Lee Donghyuck.

You can’t believe he had the audacity to wreck it again.

“I’m sorry.” Your voice comes out in a whisper, way too low for him to hear, but he waves you off anyway, “I’ll go.”

He doesn’t say anything; doesn’t even watch as you turn your back and walk away, past the blue plastic curtains and out the heavy double doors. The more steps you take, the heavier your heart feels in your chest. Tears burn in your eyes and anger clouds your head with each passing second like poison.

Haechan wasn’t getting away with this, you were going to make sure.

You see fucking red.

Storming through the halls of Hogwarts was a rare occurrence for you, but today was different. People gasped as you briskly brushed past them, your head so hot it felt like smoke might billow from your ears. Annoyed shouts of 'hey' or 'watch it' barely registered as you descended the stairs leading to the ominous 'Slytherin Dungeon.' The air grew colder with each step, mirroring the iciness in your gaze. Thoughts of pounding Haechan's face swirled in your mind, and you couldn't shake the fiery anger fueling your every move.

You knew if Jihyo was here she would make fun of your anger, claiming that you didn’t belong in Hufflepuff with your temper.

Too bad she wasn’t.

Maybe she could have calmed you down, slowed your racing heart and spoken some sense into your hard head, but alas, she wasn’t, and you were only growing more furious by the second.

Reaching the bottom of the staircase, you rounded a corner and collided with a Slytherin you recognized as Chenle, thanks to Renjun's heads up. His light green hair parted down the middle, coupled with the trademark Slytherin resting bitch face, transformed into a smirk upon seeing you.

“Y/N! Glad you could make it!” His voice is deeper than you would have thought, and he was much taller when you walked up to him.

"Yeah, yeah, let me in." Impatiently tapping your foot, you watched as he opened the door, revealing the booming bass of the music inside.

"Say hey to him for me." Chenle grinned, extending an arm to welcome you.

You pushed past him, retorting over your shoulder, "You can tell Renjun yourself." Confusion flashed over his face, but the door slammed shut before further words could be exchanged, sealing you inside.

The ambiance in Slytherin territory starkly contrasted with your dorm. Damp darkness replaced the natural sunlight, and the air carried the scent of spicy cologne rather than the comforting aroma of food.

Thank God I wasn’t placed in Slytherin, you think.

Music reverberates off the walls and lands loudly on your eardrums, a soft green glow emitting from the end of the hallway. Conversation and laughter can be heard just slightly above the music, and you follow it till you’re at the end of the corridor and in the den of the snakes.

Green.

There’s green everywhere.

But your dormmates were nowhere to be found. In fact, all you saw in every direction were green robes with the occasional pop of yellow and blue.

No Gryffindors, interesting.

A hand lands on your arm and you jump back at least ten feet.

"Woah, it's just me." Renjun's eyes crinkled with a smile as he extended a drink towards you. You accepted it with a silent 'thank you.'

"Your friends are in the bathroom, I think, but I can wait with you if you like." Renjun's politeness caught you off guard. This has got to be the nicest Slytherin boy you’ve ever met.

As you took a sip of the bitter liquid, you mused, "No need to wait with me... I came to see someone real quick, and then I'll be on my way."

"I know he deserves it, but go easy on him, okay?" Renjun's words hung in the air, causing you to stare at him with disbelief. Sensing your anger, he quickly stepped back, raising a hand. "You know what, forget I said anything."

Cocking your head, you smiled, "Know where I can find him?"

Renjun simply pointed behind you.

Turning around, you spotted the boy in question, lounging on a couch stripped of his robes. Clad in a white button-up shirt and black slacks, Haechan exuded an air of arrogant nonchalance. Two girls clung to either side of him, and a few friends surrounded him, exchanging laughs and banter.

"Thanks, Renjun." You mutter, not bothered to look behind you and see that he wasn’t standing there anymore.

You down the rest of your drink in one gulp and leave the plastic solo cup on a random side table as you stalk over to where the blonde headed boy was lounging. When you push past his friends, his eyes snap to you.

“Glad you could make it.” He beams, eyes washing over your body. You were in that damn skirt, and it drove him fucking wild.

Ignoring him, you placed your hands on your hips. "Get up."

He chuckled, patting his thigh. "Why don't you sit down and enjoy the party?" Laughter erupted from his friends, and the girls hanging off his arms glared at you.

“Get. Up.” You seethe.

“Feisty aren’t you.” He murmurs, shrugging off the girls at his side and standing up.

“Lead the way to your room.”

A few hoots and hollers followed you as he guided you away from the party and into the hallway. "Can't wait to get your hands on me?"

Ignoring him, you followed, your gaze trailing from the back of his neck to his shoulder blades visible through the sheer fabric of his shirt. The muscles rippled as he opened the heavy door of his bedroom, and you had to tear your eyes away before saying something stupid.

The room was as expected, draped in dark green bedding and scattered quidditch gear. The scent of him surrounded you, reminiscent of that damned amortentia brewing session.

While he walks further into the room, you slam the door shut and spin around, “Where the hell do you get off – ”

“Right there.”

“What?” You blink.

“I get off right there.” He jabs a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of his bed, “Almost every night, unless I have a match the next day. You know, gotta keep the tension building so I do my best…”

You groan, “You’re unbelievable.” He chuckles a bit and steps closer to you, igniting the nerves that were already high strung, on fire, but you push the thought away, “Why do you feel the need to fuck around with the guys I like.”

“I was trying to win the game. Trust me, you and your relationship was nowhere on my mind.” What a fucking lie, he thinks. “I’m flattered you were thinking about me though.”

“Are you always this full of yourself?” You bite.

He flashes a beaming smile, pearly white teeth on display and you wished you didn’t stare too long at his canines. He had such a pretty smile and you wished you didn’t have to notice it. “When you look like I do, it’s kind of hard not to be.”

“Slytherin suits you, huh?” you sneer.

“Exactly.” He reaches an arm overtop of you and semi cages you against the door and his body, “So now that’s cleared up, can I go back out there and celebrate my win?”

He was so close to you, his lips only inches from your own, and his cologne was wafting up in your face sending you into a daze. God he was so cute, no not cute – hot. He was hot. You wonder what it would feel like to stretch your neck and kiss him. Did he taste how he smelled?

The fucking drink.

Whatever Renjun had given you was reaching your bloodstream way faster than muggle alcohol. You make a mental note to rip his head off later, but for now you turn your attention back to Haechan’s insanely close face.

“You need to realize –”

He cuts you off again, “Look, I’m all for being in here with you, but if you insist on keeping that pretty mouth running, I suggest you put it to good use instead of chastising me.” His eyes flicker from your own to your lips, almost like he was thinking about kissing you just as much as you were thinking about kissing him.

Do it, just kiss me, you think, but different words are said, “You wish.”

“Yeah, I do.” He quips.

“Can’t you be serious for one fucking second you asshole.” A drawn-out groan escapes you as you press your hand against him, hoping to coax him into backing off. Regrettably, he remains a solid wall of muscle and strength, unmoved by your attempts.

“Sorry, it’s just hot when you insult me. Do it again” He wiggles his eyebrows at you and leans in, one hand reaching out to caress the underside of your jaw.

He doesn't know where the newfound confidence was coming from. You were supposed to hate him, yet he had you in his bedroom. The same bedroom where he thought about fucking you. Where he got off to the memories of that goddamn mirror. Where he fantasized about you slotting your thighs on either side of his head, and sitting down on his waiting lips.

You swat his hand away, “Do you have any idea how stupid you are?”

“Not as stupid as you would look with a cock in your mouth.”

Wishful thinking, he muses.

You roll your eyes at his remark, but nonetheless a heat surges between your legs. You would look stupid – but Haechan’s cock in your mouth sounds all too great. “Are you done?”

“Done with what?”

You roll your eyes. Again. “Being an idiot.”

“Would an idiot make you flush so easily like this?” He strokes a stray hair behind your ear, his fingertips burning against your skin, “See? I make you flustered. You want me. Badly.”

Again, wishful thinking.

“You think I want you badly?” You scoff, a hand coming in contact with his crotch, “You’re the one hard. Do you get off on hurting people?”

“Yes.” He stares into your eyes, a mischievous glint shining in them, “I do.”

“God you’re fucking pathetic.”

He groans and pushes his hips into your hand. “Say it again.”

A loud and drawn-out gasp leaves your lips, “No fucking way you’re getting off on this too.” His dick twitches in his pants at your accusation.

“You talk too much. Just suck my dick already.”

Third times a charm.

Seeing him like that, pliant underneath your hand… it makes your heartbeat erratic and your face flush. You could tell he wanted it, and he wanted it bad, so why didn’t you give in to it? Give in to him? The air around you shifts and whatever it was, it has you lowering yourself down onto the floor so that you were kneeling below him, hands clawing at his belt buckle.

His eyes widen when he realizes what you’re doing. “I was kidd –”

“Is this what you want?” you coo, “Want me on my knees like this?” You slip his belt through the loops slowly and muster up the most innocent smile you could.

“You should stop, I was kidding.” He grunts, forearms tightening when you get his belt off and start on his pants button.

“I think you should shut up.”

He complies and doesn’t say a word while you pull both his pants and boxers down till they pooled around his ankle and he kicked them off.

Lee Donghyuck had a right to be cocky.

His cock sprung up against his abdomen standing tall and hard, clear, sticky precum droplets collecting on his tip. He fidgets under your gaze, but you were in awe at how big he was.

“Are you just gonna look at it?” He whines, one of his hands wrapping around your head and fisting tightly in your hair, “At least kiss it or something.”

You watched him twitch slightly as the cold air met his length, and again when your hand wandered past his thigh to grip him in your palm, squeezing him tightly at the base. He shivers into your touch, “You have a pretty dick.”

“So, I’ve been told.” He all but moans and tries to bring your head forward.

His neediness draws you closer, and you take him in your mouth. He was heavy and sweet, so fucking right for you that you don’t think straight and take him all the way in till he hits the back of your throat.

“Fuck.” He groans, holding your head down till you were choking and batting his thighs.

When he lets up, you gasp for air though you don’t find yourself mad, instead, you feel the fire in your stomach growing hotter and the wetness in your panties pooling.

“Ke-Keep going.” He stutters, the intent was strong, but his words broke in the moment.

You turn you head and lick from the base of his cock to his tip, relishing the way he bucks his hips into your fist. A rosy blush covers his neck and cheeks when you look up at him. When you meet his doe eyes, they were hooded with lust. For a split second he watches you lick all over him, giving a few small kisses on his tip, before he rolls his head back and closes his eyes.

Messily, you spit on his tip, using your hands to spread it down his length and he groans into the stilled air. “You’re so fucking hot.”

“So, I’ve been told.” You mock his earlier words, and his hold on your hair tightens as a warning.

Rolling your eyes, you take him in your mouth again, leaving your hand to pump his base while you harshly suck at his hot skin. He tries to push into the back of your throat again but knowing that you couldn’t take him again without choking, you dig your nails into his thighs, leaving him to shamelessly whimper out.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good baby.” He grunts, losing himself in the way your warm mouth glides down his length, and the right amount of pressure you’re squeezing around his base. If he closed his eyes, he could almost pretend it was your cunt he was pounding into.

You hum around his cock at the praise and repeat your movements, slightly taken aback by his pet name. In the back corner of your mind, you hope it was just a slip of the tongue.

The alcohol had too much of a hold on you to think about anything else other taking his cock down your throat, and loving every second. 

His chest begins to heave, and his legs start to shake bit as you draw him deeper down your throat, and when you look up, you notice his curious eyes watching you. He thinks about unbuttoning his shirt but pushes the thought aside when you erratically rub the underside of his length with your tongue.

“Bet you love the taste of my cock.” He whispers and you moan around a mouthful of him, the vibrations sending him into a euphoric head high.

He wasn’t wrong. You loved this, loved the feeling of having him slightly submissive under you with his dominant nature peeking through a bit.

It felt like a fucking dream.

“Can I cum down your throat?”

You’re shocked that he’s close already, but with the palpable tension beforehand acting like foreplay, you shouldn’t be. You try and nod to the best of your ability and you guess he gets the message because he’s fisting your hair again and drawing you close, a string of curses falling from his lips.

Uncontrollable gasps and grunts leave him as he fucks your throat, leaving you to helplessly take it – take all of him, and before you know it, hot white cum is shooting down your throat, his head thrown back as he snaps his hips against your face.

You felt like a rag doll in his grip but that didn’t matter right now, all that mattered was swallowing his arousal, a bit of it landing on your tongue and while you thought it was going to taste salty, you’re mildly surprised to find its sweet.

“My god, I can’t believe you actually did that.”  He pants, moving to put his slacks back on while you stand up and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, “I – Thank you.”

A darker blush flushes on his face and he turns to you now fully dressed. He wasn’t sure what to say now, and that was a first for him.

“Are you happy?” You spit, a bout of spite coming out of nowhere, “Did you get what you wanted? Will you leave me and Jeno alone now?”

He stumbles back like your words had a physical effect on him, “What are you talking about? You dragged me in here?”

Where did the sudden flip of emotion come from? One minute you had his cock in your mouth and the next you’re yelling at him again. The both of you can’t come up with an answer, but somewhere in your brain you knew it was your way of trying to convince yourself the rising feelings you were having towards him weren’t a thing; would never be a thing.

“Just leave me and Jeno alone now. Okay?”

You straighten your blouse and fix your hair before opening the door behind you and storming out. He tries to follow you, half stumbling through the hall till he was out in the party again where his friends clap him on the back, congratulating him on ‘hitting that yellow tail’, but he can’t find it in himself to smile and jeer back. All he does is watch you storm away, his friend Renjun reaching out for you. Your dormmates try and stop you but you blow past them and round the corner where the door to the stairs were.

Should he let you go?

Or should he follow?

"Fuck this."

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[mangozcat]

HOGWARTS AU ANYONE???

okok like tell me ur thoughts (no promises im actually gonna make them tho id be so happy if i did actually get some replies)

ik there are very typical depictions of nct dream as hogwarts houses and theyre usually the same: jeno gryff, renjun ravn, haechan slytherin, and jaemin hufflepuff

however, i really wanted to stray from those, although they are pretty accurate, and create a new vision for them

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slytherin jeno- with his passionate addiction to fire whiskey and hatred for broomsticks, he’s the perfect partner for your class project (not!). the very same transfiguration assignment requiring materials from both a broom store and a liquor store; what could go wrong? with that look he keeps giving you, you feel like you know the answer.

gryffindor jaemin- he’s a hothead. not only in the sense that he’s hot and loves receiving head, but also because he gets angry. very, very angry. so when his flirty best friend is found making out with the schools resident fuckboy, he gets mad. so mad, in fact, that you figure out exactly why he’s so protective over you- and it’s not just because you’re his best friend.

ravenclaw renjun- he’s not the typical take on a ravenclaw. in fact, he pales in comparison to the rest. his motivation to learn, to study, to put in effort, has completely diminished, and now, all the boy cares about is his place on the quidditch team. that, plus the muffilato spell- oh, and the girl who speeds at him during every opposing quidditch match, purely because she knows she can. yeah, he cares about that girl too.

hufflepuff haechan- he’s a ray of sunshine. so illuminating and warm and soft, and he gives you all of those fuzzy feelings you can’t find anywhere else. kissing him is like kissing a solar flare; bright and overwhelming and oh-so addicting. one thing you’ve noticed, however, is how his sunlight is slowly beginning to diminish. after all, the sun eventually must give way to the moon- and from there, darkness ensues.

if you like any of these ideas or want to fantasize over more house/member combinations, hmu! my asks are one tap away <3

and im lonely

[sugaringjungwoo]

Thinking about publishing a SlytherinxHaechan au sometime tonight or this weekend. I know I missed Halloween but ya’ll dont understand the GRIP this au has on me

I swear I’m a Taeil ult and i’ll release some smut with him soon but i’m in sunflower hell as of now.

Xoxoxo miss rat 🐀

[starrynima]

✨️THE DREAMIES IN HOGWARTS✨️

CONTENTS: SORTING THE MEMBERS, THEIR FAVOURITE SUBJECTS, EXTRA-CURRICULAR ACRIVITIES, FAVOURITE HANG-OUTS, PATRONUS, ETC.

MARK ♡ GRYFFINDOR

Mark values chivalry, determination and will do anything for what he thinks is right which is why he was sorted into Gryffindor.

Mark is a pureblood but his family embraces the muggle world too so while he has the revered status of a pureblood, he isn't snobby.

Of course, he's the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team (he's a chaser btw) while also being the head boy after two years of being a prefect. Even in this world, he is booked and busy!

Mark gets straight O's but his favourite subject is Transfiguration. He's a seventh year so he's very busy but if not studying or attending to his responsibilities as captain and head boy, Mark often hangs out at the common room.

Fun facts: Mark has an owl whose name is Subak. He sometimes tutors 1st and 2nd years on the weekends. He's missed multiple trips to Hogsmeade on purpose to study more. Mark has been to the room of requirements once when he was extremely sleep-delrived and it provided him a very relaxing room in which he spent a whole 13 hours sleeping. He doesn't remember where he found it. His patronus is, fittingly, a lion.

RENJUN ♡ RAVENCLAW

Renjun was sorted into Ravenclaw because he values intellect and has logical approach to things. He has a thirst for knowledge and learning.

Renjun is a half-blood and therefore has attachments to the muggle world. Not to worry! By his second year, he figured out a way to spell his phone to fully function in hogwarts.

Renjun took over as the head of S.P.E.W in his second year which had only 4 members at the time. He has managed to amass 30 more members during his leadership.

Besides his academic thirst, Renjun has a number of creative pursuits; one of them being painting. His favourite subject is Astronomy and despite it's doubtful reputation, he quite enjoys Divination. He's exceptional at Herbology. He studies often in the Great Hall with other sixth years as he likes to hear the hustle and bustle of other students while doing his work

Fun facts: The only rule Renjun consistently breaks is one regarding the Astronomy Tower which is out of bounds to students besides during class. He hangs out a lot there for peace and quiet whenever everyone got a bit too much. His patronus is a fox.

JENO ♡ HUFFLEPUFF

Jeno was told by the Sorting Hat that he was 50/50 for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff but ultimately was sorted in Hufflepuff due to what he truly cares about. He is loyal and patient and values dedication and hard work. A Hufflepuff through and through.

He is a pureblood and his family has a long history of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, the former being his mum's side of the family.

Jeno is an exemplary student however, he was suprisingly not asked to be a prefect. Still, the rumours persist and insist that he's well on his way to becoming head boy. His responsibilities are preoccupied with being the Hufflepuff quidditch team's keeper (joining the team his 1st year!) as well as being the captain, a position he's held since his fourth year.

The subject Jeno excels at and is also his favourite is Care of Magical Creatures followed by Charms. Jeno is a quidditch boy at heart and so he is often found practicing in the quidditch pitch with or without the rest of his team.

Fun facts: The pet Jeno brought is a cat, Bongshik, who is actually a family pet. Though not a prefect, a lot of prefect duties fall upon him due to a certain best friend who rarely takes his duties seriously. Jeno can apparate but he doesn't like doing it as he never quite got rid of the quesy feeling he gets when he does it. Jeno's patronus is a Kneazle which is funnily a cat-like magical creature.

HAECHAN ♡ SLYTHERIN

Haechan was extremely determined to be a Slytherin and of course, he got his wish. His cunning, ambitious and extremely clever nature also helped get him into the house. Haechan is extremely competitive, willing to go to extreme lengths just to win. Sure, he uses tricks but he would never outright cheat because when he shows off, he wants it to be earned.

He comes from a long line of pure-bloods who were all Slytherin. Growing up, he had heard from his parents time in Hogwarts and always hoped that he could also have a fulfilling and nourishing time at the school.

Haechan, though is a bit of a rule breaker, is a prefect. He only became one on his 6th year as the initial candidate refused (something about focusing on his NEWTs). Despite his mischevious reputation, Haechan is usually one of the top in his classes, not getting a single grade below O in his OWLs last year. Along with his studies, Haechan is an excellent athlete, joining his quidditch house team in his 3rd year as one of the beaters.

Haechan is a an ace at Potions and despises Ancient Runes. He's skipped out on that class more times than he can count, preferring for Renjun to share his notes on them. Haechan can often be found hanging around in the courtyards, playing with Zonko's products and testing out some weird potions he's concocted.

Fun Fact: His reputation as a prankster reached legendary status on the End-Of-Year feast his second year before everyone went home for the summer when he spelled all the candles suspended above in the Great Hall to turn into green slime, drenching everyone then coming together to form a giant snake that slithered everywhere. This and many more pranks are partly why he wasn't the first candidate to be prefect. His patronus is a brown bear.

JAEMIN ♡ HUFFLEPUFF

The Sorting Hat almost put him in Ravenclaw but saw his uncompetitive and wild spirit and put this dude in Hufflepuff. He wants to do HIS best but doesn't care about being THE best or outdoing anyone. He values his friendships and is loyal to a fault. He's impartial and likes to focus on the happy parts of life.

He is a muggleborn but suprisingly (or unsuprisingly really) he took the being-a-wizard thing really well. When his letter arrived, he just kind of sat in silence for a good hour thinking about all the weird stuff that's happened to him beforehand and went "Oh, guess that's why".

Despite being new to it all, Jaemin quickly adjusted and is one of the most remarkable students in Hogwarts. A genius, if you will. He was made prefect in his 5th year because of this however, it is a position he does not take seriously at all. He never reprimands anyone at all as long as it's harmless. Jeno actually does a better job at playing prefect than him. He is also in the quidditch house team as a seeker.

He is known as a prodigy at Defence Against the Dark Arts, even beating out Ravenclaws as the top of his year. He's also extremely good at all his other classes. This is all very frustrating to everyone as no one has ever seen Jaemin study. He's usually seen lounging in the common room or hanging around wherever Jeno is so mostly he's at the quidditch pitch helping Jeno practice.

Fun Facts: Jaemin's pet is a Bowtruckle which he takes with him everywhere. Her name is Pal which has double meaning: the first as in 'friend' and second, the number eight which is the age he met the little Bowtruckle. His sweet tooth is very known. He has never missed a chance to visit Honeydukes on their trips to Hogsmeade to refill his stash of sweets. Jaemin's patronus is a bunny.

CHENLE ♡ GRYFFINDOR

Before the Sorting Hat could fully sit on Chenle's head, it shouted out "Gryffindor!". This boy is the perfect example of one. He's not scared of anything and he cannot be swayed. He may be playful but he would never back down when it comes to challenge. He is not influenced by structures and marches to the beat of his own drum.

His family is one of the oldest and richest families within the wizarding world. Despite the old traditions that you expect encases his family's beliefs and practices, he's one of the most accepting and truly embracing people.

Chenle used to not be much of an "after-school-club" kind of person but Renjun convinced him to not only join S.P.E.W. but also choir. Now he performs every Halloween and Opening Ceremonies at Hogwarts or any other event they get asked to sing at. He's not afraid to say he quite enjoys it.

He's great at Transfiguration and enjoys it a lot. He loves Defense Against the Dark Arts too. He hangs out mostly in the common room or library, annoying or helping Jisung out when he's studying, depending on his mood.

Fun Facts: He's a pretty brave dude, what with being in Gryffindor but he only had the courage to tell Haechan he absolutely despised Potions now, already in his 5th year. His patronus is a dolphin.

JISUNG ♡ GRYFFINDOR

Jisung was a close call to Hufflepuff but ultimately ended up in Gryffindor because that was what his heart and mind was set with. Although he is sometimes hesitant and kind of a scaredy-cat, he is brave and chivalrous. Remember! The presence of his fears is exactly why he's brave.

Jisung is a half-blood. His mother is the one part of the wizarding world. He never knew he was also a wizard and a lot of his strange magical behaviour was always excused away. It was only when his letter arrived that his mum explained everything.

He fell in love with quidditch as soon as he learned about it and immediately studied up on it. He practiced the months prior to going to Hogwarts his first-year and his mum taught him, having played in her house team when she was in school. He was welcomed in the team in his second year and is a seeker.

His only focus is quidditch but he does decently in his classes and above averagely in Charms. He does marvelously in Divination; enough for him to have a reputation for it. When he's not practicing quidditch, he tries to study, knowing he's about to start OWLS next year but he gets very easily distracted by Chenle. The armchair closest to the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room is his favourite spot in the whole school.

Fun Facts: Jisung collects quidditch books. He has a growing bookcase at home and is very sad he can't take it all with him at school. He has an owl he calls Goldie becomes of its shiny and yellowish feathers. It reminds him of the golden snitch. His patronus is a mouse.

[saythemahae]

fictober 22, day 2: "nobody warned you about me?"

summary

“Good evening, Lee. Loitering around the castle after curfew again?” said the boy with his hand still around his tie, that was now a bit loose, and looking down at him, taking advantage of their slightly, but noticeable, height difference.

In which mahae are a couple of Slytherin boys that are whipped for each other and kinda confess in the prefect's bathroom. And kiss. A lot.

warnings:

-mild sexual content

It was really late at night when Donghyuck was going back to the Slytherin common room after a little clandestine party by the Clock Tower. Those kinds of parties weren’t that unusual for the students at Hogwarts, even more for seventh year’s, since that was their last course at the school. And that was exactly Donghyuck’s situation. He had some friends from other houses —Jeno from Gryffindor, Renjun from Ravenclaw and Jaemin, a fellow Slytherin—, but, that night, he came back alone to his dorm, since Jaemin stayed back there with his “special friend”, Jeno.

The night was pretty chilly, since October already started and, with that, the cold and wet weather flooded the entirety of the castle. The dark-haired boy wasn’t wearing the uniform properly —the warm and cozy sweater was left behind on top of his bed because “we won’t come back too late, Hyuck, you’ll be fine”— and was low-key freezing, his arms surrounding his small frame in search for some warmth while he walked at a fast, but silent, pace through the corridors filled with old paintings. Some of the faces there looked at him in disbelief, but since everyone loved the good-boy Donghyuck, they wouldn’t say anything to the professors or the prefects. After seven years at Hogwarts, he knew those hallways by heart, so he didn’t need any additional light apart from the couple of candles here and there.

When he was just a couple of minutes away from the Slytherin common room, he started to have the feeling that someone was following him, and the footsteps that followed that feeling only confirmed his suspicions. He remained calm —getting nervous in a situation like that could be fatal— and put all his senses at use. Hogwarts was no longer a dangerous place after the great battle that occurred several years ago, but you could never know. So, in an attempt to not let whatever was following him know that he was alert, he walked at a relaxed pace and looked back slyly, as if he was admiring the walls.

It was when he looked ahead again, that a hand grabbed Donghyuck by the stripped, green and silver tie and pulled him into a room. At first, he was so surprised by that, that he couldn’t see where he was at, but just some seconds later, he realized he was at the prefect’s bathroom, only illuminated by the moon. It was definitely dark, but he could recognize those dark eyes anywhere.

“Good evening, Lee. Loitering around the castle after curfew again?” said the boy with his hand still around his tie, that was now a bit loose, and looking down at him, taking advantage of their slightly, but noticeable, height difference.

“I could say the same thing, don’t you think, Mark?” the shorter one spitted with disgust. “Can I know why you just scared the shit out of me by doing what you just did?”

“Hmmm…” He could see the boy sniff the air. “You just came from a party, didn’t you? You smell like alcohol. You know that’s forbidden in here, Lee,” he shook his head in disapproval. “Want me to tell the professors and get you spelled? That would be such a pity, considering this is your last year,” Mark added, clearly mocking the poor boy, that was actually scared he would report him.

“It wasn’t me who drank, just other people. You know I don’t like drinking, even less when there’s class tomorrow.” And that was true. The one who actually took some alcohol was Jaemin, but the smell probably transferred to his own clothes. “You wouldn’t lie to the headmaster, right, Prefect Mark?” he said while tilting his head, feigning innocence.

Mark and Donghyuck had been in that position a couple of times before, alone at night in a secluded space. The shorter boy knew Mark had some kind of interest in him, he just couldn’t pinpoint the reason for that. But he wouldn’t deny it either: he found him really, really attractive. And who wouldn’t? Mark Lee, Prefect of Slytherin and definitely one of the most handsome boys at Hogwarts, was the crush of almost every girl at the school —and probably some boys too (read: Donghyuck)—, so why would he be any different?

“Nobody warned you about me, Lee? You know I could talk to McGonagall first thing in the morning and you’d be with your mother by the end of the day.” The tone of the taller boy’s voice was defiant, however his expression was completely chill. “But you’re lucky you are hot and I actually enjoy seeing you around.”

He was surprised by his words, but said anyway, “Yeah, you definitely enjoy looking at me. I can feel your eyes on my neck at every class, Mark. You’re not exactly… discreet,” stated Donghyuck, arching his eyebrows unwittingly.

He was aware that he was putting Mark on the spot by saying that, but the curiosity to know why he did that was bigger, stronger. The other boy smirked and laughed while he shook his head. Then, he took a step closer, making Donghyuck’s back touch the cold marble wall. That was the first time they got to be that close to each other and he took the opportunity to examine the prefect’s face. He had a couple of small pimples on the forehead; also some moles adorning his cheeks and neck beautifully; and the black hair —oh, the black hair…— was falling on top of his brows in a messy way. He usually kept his hair really neatly, but that night it was sort of wavy and really soft-looking, probably the result of a midnight shower.

“Talking about discretion…” Mark said, taking Donghyuck out of his infatuation. “I can see you staring at my face right now, Lee. Like what you see, hm?”

���Don’t get too full of yourself, Mark. Now, you’re just fishing for compliments. You know you’re really hot, that’s nothing new.”

“I know, indeed.” The condescension in his tone was getting on the shorter boy’s nerves. “But yes, I do look at you,” he added. “You go around with those little glasses and books on your hands, looking all naive and nice, making friends with anyone and acting as if you’ve never swatted a fly before…” Mark got even closer while he talked. “But what you don’t know, Donghyuck, is that I can see you licking your lips every time I spare a single glance at you. So yeah, you know I’m attracted to you, but the feeling is definitely mutual. Or isn’t it?”

Donghyuck was unquestionably speechless. Was he that obvious? He had had a crush on him since fifth year, but he thought it was unnoticeable. He was, needless to say, wrong.

But… Did Mark just said he was attracted to him as well?

“Cat got your tongue?”

“I-I don’t look at your lips,” was all the shorter boy was able to say, earning a genuine chuckle from the other.

“Donghyuck, you’re looking at my lips right now.” And his eyes were certainly right there. “If you want to kiss me so badly, you’re free to do so.”

That was the last straw for Donghyuck’s sanity.

“Who said I wanted to kiss you?!” he exclaimed.

“Do you?”

Donghyuck licked his lips.

“I’ve never said—“

“Do you?” Mark interrupted him.

“Mark…”

“Do you, Donghy—“

Before he could even finish his name, Donghyuck slotted their lips together in an angry kiss, hooking his hands in the boys shirt’s lapel and walking forward to change their positions, now being Mark the one whose back hit the wall.

Even if Donghyuck was someone rather timid, he wasn’t like that at that moment, not when the other’s hands travelled down his side, and under the cloak, to end up grabbing his ass. That drew a gasp out of him that ended up dying on Mark’s mouth, which made him smirk.

“We only kissed once and you’re already moaning? You’re so cute, I swear to Merlin,” Mark muttered on top of his lips.

“You just cut our hot-as-fuck kiss just to say that? I’m done, bye.”

Donghyuck put his hands away and was ready to leave, but that was just not going to happen, since Mark pulled him in again in a wetter and deeper kiss, bringing their bodies together until there wasn’t any space between them. That continued for a couple of minutes until the shorter boy, in a rush of confidence, placed his thigh between Mark’s legs, right against his crotch. That made the prefect moan properly.

“Oh, Markie, this is our second kiss and you’re already moaning?” Donghyuck said in the same tone Mark did before, puckering his lips mockingly. “Look at you being the cute—“

The prefect came forward and put his hand on top of the student’s mouth and said, threateningly, “Finish that sentence and you won’t be able to move for a week, Lee. Consider yourself warned.”

Now it was Donghyuck who smirked, “Why don’t you take me to your room and show me what you can do, Prefect Mark?” and then pushed his leg a bit harder against the boy’s groin.

Without saying any more words, Mark took Donghyuck by the hand and run towards the tower on his way to his dorm, which, fortunately, he did not share with anyone.

author note:

if anyone reads this, i really hope you enjoy it!!!!

love, irene. ✩

[imnotjaesblog]

Hogwarts Dreams at Night

Intro:

Part 1: An Owl Appears

New Nct Dream Series Starring,

Huang Renjun- The Ravenclaw.

-Huang Renjun is one of the smartest students in all of Hogwarts. He's aced every exam and test. He's absolutely beloved by his teachers and students can't decide if their jealousy is from hate or desire to be as smart as him. However, Renjun had always been head-to-head with you. Both of you taking any chance to turn in even an optional extra credit assignment and an opportunity to compete. But one day on your way to your Defense Against the Dark Art class you both get stuck inside a classroom and are forced to work out your differences. Making Renjun realize he shouldn't have been competing with you but for you.

Here Now!!: Part one: The Ravenclaw

Posted: 03/ 30/2024

Na Jaemin- The Slytherin

-Na Jaemin is a quidditch player but unlike Jeno, he could care less about the sport. He only played because his father forced him to. Jaemin would much rather spend his time in the library, but not curled up with a good book or studying for his Spells class. He'd rather fuck some pretty Hufflepuff behind the bookcases and maybe even get caught. However, when you are paired with him to work on a project in your spells class he sees the chase for you as a challenge and he'd do anything to piss Jeno off

Here Now!!!!!

Posted: 05/10/ 2024

Lee Jeno - The Gryffindor

-Lee Jeno captain of the Quidditch Gryffindor team. Had always had everything in life handed to him. His father was a beloved Gryffindor and Jeno wishes to follow in his footsteps. He was loved for his bravery, honor, loyalty, and boldness like a true Gryffindor. However, everyone has a weakness. His recklessness, self-righteousness, short tempers, and desire to have you are what make him lose you. After countless arguments, your friendship falls apart and breaks his heart. But he'd never tell you. Until one day you rip it right out of him.

Coming Soon

AHHH okay. I'm so excited to write this series, you have no clue. I've always wanted to do something Harry Potter and it's finally happening.

This will be a 5 part series.

I played around with the idea a lot. Adding in members and taking some out. Changing the plot based on which members I wanted. But I knew one way or another Jaemin as a Slytherin had to be created. Then I thought I should write about a chase. Which one will Y/n choose?

Then I had to figure out who would be the other man. I knew I wanted him to be Gryffindor it was just deciding which one would be a Gryffindor. Originally it would be Jaehyun but then I changed it since I've written so much about him already. Then my mind went to Jeno and I knew I had to write about him.

Now Renjun came so quick. I just had to make him a Ravenclaw.

I wanted to write the entire 00 line but I physically could not make Haechan a Hufflepuff. So I promise he will be mentioned all of the Dreamies will be but the main 3 will be Jeno, Jaemin, and Renjun.

I hope you all enjoy this series.

See you soon:)

Happy Reading :)

[dalivanmagritte]

NCT FIC REC : LEE JENO

back to the nct fic rec

Jeno fic rec part.2

lionheart (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au, knight!au, monarch!au)

premium boy-toy (fav, smut, stripper!au)

step on a crack, dr.lee's gonna break your back (fav, smut)

wanna know what it's like (fav, smut)

yours to tame (fav, fluff, smut, knight!au, princess!au, royal!au)

koi no yokan (fav, smut, abo!au)

slick pup (fav, pervert!au, smut)

prince of wolves (fav, smut, werewolf!au, vampire!au)

i suddenly realize my archnemesis is hot (fav,fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

pride & perjudice (fav, fluff, angst, smut)

secret (smut, fluff, sub!jeno (kink discovery))

my sunset is yours (fluff, hogwarts!au)

helping hand (fluff, hogwarts!au)

sweet lies (smut, angstish, ghost!jeno!au)

heatstroke (mechanic!au, smut)

transfiguration spell (smut, fluff, angstish, hogwarts!au)

sinking ships (smut, sailor!au, mermaid!au, horror!au)

tattooist!jeno (fluff, angst, tattooist!au, florist!au)

himbo (smut, himbo!jeno)

cute little intern (smut, ceo!au, intern!au)

mine only (smut)

possessive dad! (smut, pregnancy!au, soon to be parents!au)

ridin' club switching lanes (smut, streeracer!au)

sweet fury (smut)

rainfall (fluff)

the deal (fluff, college!au)

cigarettes after sex (fluff, angstish, suggestive, college!au)

just so you know x jaemin (smut)

change in you (smut, vampire!au, georgian-era!au)

puppy (smut, supernatural!au, werewolf!au)

sunshine (fluff, angst, mermen!jeno)

hit the breaks! (serie, smut, streetracer!au, mechanics!au)

rich purity (serie, smut, virgin!au)

the lucky one (fluff, angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of morpheus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of apollo (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of shadows (part of elysios serie, fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

the tale older than time (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

late night company (fluff, comfort angst, demigod!au)

scream (smut (dirty smutt), halloween!au, ghostface!jeno)

possessive jeno (smut, roommate)

a different kind of exercise (smut, personal trainer!au)

the rock of gibraltar (smut)

jeno uses his strength against you (smut)

why dying my hair was the best decision of my life (fluff)

the bat & dove (smut, fluff, mafia!au, racer!jeno)

do you even know how to have fun? (angst to fluff, badboy!au)

take my breath (smut, abo!au)

puppy pound (smut, abo!au)

jealous (smut, abo!au)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

destiny (smut, abo!au)

i'm a mouse duh! x jaemin (smut)

they're roommates x jaemin (smut)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

stepbro alpha jeno (smut, abo!au, stepbro!au)

day6: overstimulation (smut)

day19: pet play (smut)

banana (smut)

guardian gloves (smut, angstish, boxer!au)

teddy bear (smut)

strong jeno (smut)

codename : monster (smut)

his order (smut, ceo!au)

sli(ck-p)up (smut, perv!jeno)

fireproof (smut, brotherbf!au, college!au)

size kink (smut)

only 'til dawn (smut, badboy!jeno, goodgirl!reader)

little wifey (smut, husband!au)

pretzel (smut, abo!au)

hard dom! (smut)

wrapped around your fingers (smut)

phone fuck me (smut, ghostface!au)

my first and last (smut, college!au)

the sequel x jaemin (smut, ghostface!au, halloween!au)

incubus!jeno (smut, incubus!au)

summer hair = forever young (smut, fluff)

cookie jar x jaemin (smut, stepbrother!au)

perv!jeno (smut, roommates!au, perv!au)

monster in hiding (smut, stalking!au)

can't take it? (smut)

can you handle it? x johnny, jaehyun, jaemin (smut)

ascention to the throne (serie, smut, royal!au, prince!au, political!au)

baby trapping (smut, sugardaddy!au)

shameless (smut, stepson!au)

undone (noncon, smut)

teddy bear -> our sick story, thus far x haechan (dubcon, smut)

stepbro!jeno part.2 (DUBCON, smut, stepbrother!au)

behind closed doors x haechan (smut, slight dubcon, stepbro!au)

the walls are thin x jaemin (DUBCON, smut)

shoplifter x mark (dubcon, smut, bodyguard!au, stepfather!au)

switch -> chain x johnny (dubcon, smut, neighbour?au)

arcade (continuation of switch/chain, smut)

[onyourhyuck]

BACK 2 U. | Lee Haechan. (M)

prologue- “Stop laughing it’s not funny! I was literally having a bad day and then you said you couldn’t come back. I was this close to just buying that ticket.” + “You’re the best person in the world y/n and holy shit am i lucky to have you.”

the warnings: angst wholesome and slightly suggestive fic. Haechan is abroad for japan tour and it was supposed to end today, but he texts you saying the flight has been delayed and he can’t come back. Crying y/n. Haechan laughs at reader’s reactions finding them cute. Mild spice at the end.

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Donghyuck sent you a text that his flight departing from Japan back to Korea has been delayed, and that he cannot make it back to meet you at the airport today.

Not only did this sent you into multi-dimensional despair through more than one reality. It hit you like a deep truck. Weeks apart from your boyfriend, weeks of barely texting and calling. You were touch starved, love starved, you were deprived of Lee fucking Donghyuck. It physically pains you to imagine one more day without him.

When things got really stressful and hard for you, when life became a pain enduring alone, your boyfriend was there for you to remind you to hang on there you are nearly at the exit. He makes you continue to strive for the success. University is extremely— extremely draining, draining to the point you don’t feel alive as a human anymore. It leaves your spirit to diminish; hell it probably made you have no spirit at all. On the plus side, you are a MEDICINE student. To hell with it all, you’re this close to dropping it, by referencing to close you mean close to the point of any gaps between you and that big red button written ‘DROP OUT’

Your eyes tremble at the texting message, afraid and disappointed. You bite your bottom lip as your eyes were barely visible for you to read the message Donghyuck sent you: delayed flight. The next thing you realise , you turn your back around with your head hung low. Water dropping on the airport trampling ground, from your crystal-sparkling eyes. Fuck, should i just buy that ticket? Will that make me look like an obsessed clingy girlfriend who cannot handle living by herself? Or will that make me unstable? Those words ran in your mind like spreading wildfire of drought thoughts. Sure, your relationship has boundaries and space. Donghyuck enjoys his own time alone, but he enjoys his time spent with you twice as much too.

You give him what he needs and whatever he asks of you’re on it the minute his plum lips gave the word. The work he does requires him to be flexible with fans, the other members, his family and producers. You’re not his main priority and that is okay, he isn’t your main priority either. Your priority is surviving your university and graduating.

The moment you look at the leaving exit entrance of the airport welcoming you, you were faced with a familiar long build structure, a small snatch waist with an autumn-inspired shirt that sort of reminds you of Gryffindor theme from Hogwarts instead. Black long length leans reaching the long legs walking up to your frozen figure very leisurely and casually, as if it were a condescending joke and he had gotten the reaction he wanted.

Perhaps, he wanted. He didn’t expect you to full on emotionally breakdown in public and bawl your eyes out. But the element of surprise and shock, made him satisfied enough with this prank he had pulled. Donghyuck was in front of the exit and when he stood in front of you with a shit-eating grin looking at your pretty red face, with scrunch up eyes sobbing out depressingly.

“Ohh Y/n look at you.” He sweetly reprimands with banter in the tone, you come closer banging your head on his chest as you hit your palms the side weakly, breaking down with inner-croaks with each cry you muffle. “What sick joke is this Lee Donghyuck?” You weakly shout in his chest.

He smirks. ���I was here early. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Surprise me, my ass. You’re a jerk. You’re the bane of my existence. How can you do that to me— seriously, I hate you. I wish you stub your toe every morning for the next thirty years and I wish you slip on a banana peal on your way to work.”

Donghyuck would watch you speak so quickly to the point he could no longer register a formal sentence from your slipping mouth. It’s almost like Mark Lee possessed your body for a hot minute and boy, was he not regretting seeing you go absolutely mental with him. To see you fume out your frustrations because he knows you missed him so much, as well as regret missing him so much considering he pulled this ridiculous joke on you. But you cannot help but love him and he so happy of relief that he is back.

He laughs, pulling your face in his hands where he cups it like a soft ball. “Oh god I’m so happy to see you too, my lovely loving and kind girlfriend.” He sarcastically adds with a hint of flirtyness.

He loves the way your cheeks puff out in his hands when he squished them together. The salty waterfall spewing from your eyes down the round red apple cheeks of yours made you ten times cuter than anything in this world and he was down-bad obsessed with you: physically, mentally and spiritually. You were the only thing he knew. Every word he knew. Every colour he knew. Every dream he saw. You’re his world and everything

“Stop laughing it’s not funny! I was literally having a bad day and then you said you couldn’t come back. I was this close to just buying that ticket.” You complain with your eyebrows knitting forward, now you’re sulking like a child. Donghyuck really cannot get enough of you and your amazing reactions.

“You’re the best person in the world y/n and holy shit am i lucky to have you.” He announced as he kisses your forehead. The minute you felt the pair of the softness of his lips and the loving embrace he has pull you in, your anger vanished. You melt in his hold and at the head kiss was enough to make you feel like you are alive again.

You mumble. “I know I am. So don’t do that again, please, I was really going to buy a ticket to Japan and come get you myself.”

He smirks looking down at your lips when the seriousness of your tone came back to life. Donghyuck’s hand brushes on your chin as his thumb rubs on the bottom lip, his darken gaze mysteriously flickers, eyeing you as if you were the prize of his darkest and deepest possessions.

“You should’ve.” He says. “You should’ve bought it. I would show you off to my fans.” You smile at his words as your heart raced at the action he had over you. Slightest touch was enhanced by 100 times. “And I would’ve had my fun with you in the japanese hotel rooms. They have really comfy beds…” he whispers before winking at you.

“We are in public, behave!”

Your lips fall apart as your cheeks and ears grow red. You thought he cannot be serious, but boy he was deadly serious about this. He grows out a happy laugh when you pull away, clearing your throat as you look around if anyone heard him; thankfully, no one did. But there was a high risk possibility anyone could of took a glimpse of that conversation. He saw your shyness, as a way of announcing you lowkey loved it but were too stunned. He always likes having you speechless. It’s fun.

“So…that’s a no to the invitation?” He begins and you look back at him, raising an eyebrow. You gently whisper. “I mean I didn’t say no…”

“I mean. Let’s just go home and do it. Right now.” You huff out walking out of the airport with your hands interlocking his, he smiles ear to ear. “With pleasure.” He sang. Donghyuck always will be Back 2 You.

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@onyourhyuck please refer from translating copyrighting and plagiarising my work thank youu! REBLOG, LIKE THIS FIC AND FOLLOW ME FOR MORE UPDATES LIKE THIS IT HELPS A GIRL OUT

[kiachiako]

l.mark recs

my library of favorites <3 all creds to authors

series

let’s break the ice pt.1 | @sehunniepotwrites 1.4k — in which you’re attending your college team’s hockey practice with your best friend and embarrassment ensues.

volleyball for dummies (in love edition) | @ddeonuism — Mark Lee has been called many things. Dedicated was one of them and that dedication lead him into joining NeoTech College's well coveted Women's Volleyball team, the NeoTech Tigers, as their manager in hopes of winning the infamous setter, Y/N's heart. But there was one problem, being academically inclined did not come with the extensive knowledge of anything related to the sport and to put it simply, Mark Lee doesn't know shit about Volleyball.

oneshots.

[m] surviving no nut november | @domjaehyun 28.8k — mark lee x fem!reader x lee haechan

[m] sweet cream, cold brew | @lucyandthepen 26.4k — something about mark lee keeps you up at night, and you’re pretty sure that it isn’t the lingering smell of espresso on his shirt.

[m] bed of spider webs | @neovisioned​ 26k — where you hate Mark Lee because he’s everyone’s favourite, to both students and teachers. if there’s a number one, there’s a number two, and that’s you. however, after a strange event in a lab, his grades crush down, leaving the number one spot vacant for your very eyes, but as everyone’s favourite looks more and more miserable, you can’t help but worry about him, not knowing that he became the famous friendly neighbourhood superhero that saved you that one night.

[m] pretty little weapon | @lisired 25.7k — A lifetime worth of adversity had brought you to Bloodlust. You joined them to escape your history, but with Mark Lee - an undercover narcotics agent with a secret to keep - comes the threat of being forced to confront your past. Old wounds are opened, but scars heal.

[m] follow through | @ncteez​ 23.5k — Mark managed to keep his best friend status with you even after you moved away. With a friendship strictly through imessage, facetime, and social media, it was surprisingly easy to keep him in your life. Even when things suddenly became sexual. By the time you move back home, you learn that the both of you talk big game through text, but nearly forgot how to communicate face to face.

[m] delphinium | pt.2 | @ncteez 23k — You should have known that when he said he loved you after such a small act of intimacy, he wasn’t thinking with his dick. Quite frankly, he didn’t know how to. You also should have known that by being his first, he probably wanted you to be his last.

where’s your good-natured gryffindor-slytherin rivalry? | @taelme 23k — friends-to-enemies-to-lovers, Hogwarts!au (fluff, mild angst, slow burn, mutual secret pining) 

chiaroscuro | @ncteez​ 20.3k — the romanticization of art school is typical and no one romanticizes it more than mark lee, the too-confident messy-haired guy who, accidentally, makes people uncomfortable. to you though? it’s kind of flattering to become his focus.

[m] my little doll | @haechansdoll 20k — Humans have hormones, you understand that much. But does that explain why you can't stop the filthy daydreams that fill your head whenever you see a specific redhead? Does it excuse you for getting turned on by him simply breathing in your direction? And to make matters worse, he is off-limits, if your father found out you were messing with his prized boxer? You would be chained to a tower and your red-haired crush would be used as mincemeat.

safety zone | @cherryeoniis 19.1k — Mark Lee. The most perfect roommate and best friend that you could have asked for - except for the fact that he constantly messes up your laundry and can’t cook eggs very well. Even then, that doesn’t quite stop you from falling for him in your final year.

[m] give me the green light | @fadedncity 19k — street racing au, childhood friends to lovers, non idol au, college au, lil angst, fluff

[m] a clouded fate | @byunbaekby​ 17.2k — badboy!mark lee x female reader 

would you be so kind? | @sehunniepotwrites 17k — It was ironic, really, how you had a love and hate relationship with flowers. Growing up as a florist’s daughter, your love and admiration for the language of flowers flourished at a young age. Your thoughts, however, changed when you were diagnosed with the sickness that killed with one of the things you loved the most. You weren’t sure what hurt more, though - the hammering agony your heart experienced every single time Mark looked at her so lovingly or the excruciating pain your lungs suffered through whenever you remembered your best friend loved her and not you.

[m] delphinium | pt 2 | @ncteez​ 16.2k —  It wasn’t intentional. You don’t even know why you cared that he didn’t believe in pre-marital sex, but it didn’t stop you from arguing with him about it. You didn’t intend to win the argument either. Then again, he kind of let you.

[m] watch me | @sluttyten 14.6k — you pick up the voyeuristic habit of watching your neighbor that never closes his curtains and whose face you never see. on an unrelated note, you start dating the cute barista from down the street that also happens to live in the building across from yours. what could happen?

mark lee’s gluttony | @misfitneo​ 13.5k — mark lee’s gluttony will be his downfall. with the heavy burden as one of NEO’s heirs, he’s lived his whole life aiming for power; and when things get out of hand, you’re the one to suffer the consequences.

[m] gorgeous | @lucyandthepen 12.4k — you don’t know what in the football uniform mark is wearing is so attractive. maybe it’s how broad is shoulders always look in that jersey. maybe it’s how nicely accentuated his ass is when he’s running. or, maybe, just maybe, it’s how painfully conspicuous the outline of his cock is through those pants.  or, you know. all of the above.  

where do broken hearts go? | @rrxnjun 12k — you know what they say about past lovers that can remain just as friends - either they're still in love with each other, or they never were in the first place.

a series of white lies | @tyonfs​ 10.5k — in which it takes you six years to accept that you’re in love with mark lee. (it takes him one.)

[m] the girl is mine | @luvrkives 10.5k — mark and hyuck can't stop fighting over you. who fucks you better, who makes you laugh more, who you like most, who fucks you better, yada yada yada. but honestly, why argue when you would happily take them both?

[m] meant to break | @tyonfs 10.0k — when the mafia’s members task you to distract a detective that’s hot on their trail, you have no choice to accept. there’s no place for love when you’re simply a trap for lee minhyung to walk into, but you still want to immerse yourself into everything he is.

baseball (& other disasters) | @tqmies 10k — Everyone admired Mark Lee, starting pitcher of your school’s baseball team and famed ladies man. You, on the other hand, only know him as the boy who broke your dorm lobbies microwave the first time you met.

[m] pretty boy | @ncteez​ 9.3k — Mark’s favorite thing to do is sit alone at the library and enjoy the knowledge that his university offers. In contrast, your favorite thing to do is go to parties and enjoy as much chaos as possible. However, upon realizing your grades have dropped drastically due to this lifestyle, you have no choice but to approach Mark for help. 

sticky situations | @mieohmy​ 9.2k — you never thought you’d be partners in crime with the red and blue spandex wearing hero who is not only your friend mark, but also the guy you secretly have a crush on. 

[m] roommates | @smileysuh 8.3k — as Jungwoo's best friend, you have your pick of fratboys to date, including Jeno, who has a huge crush on you. But you're only attracted to Lee's that come in pairs, and you can't get roommates Mark and Hyuck off your mind.

day dream | @cozyjae​ 8.2k — 90s!au, mark lee x reader, brothers best friend au

blind love | @neocityarchive 7.2k — in which mark lee is so much more than just your best friend but you were too blind to realize it.

[m] the best man | @mrkis 6.5k — meeting the one for you at your best friend's wedding wasn't exactly how you imagined this day turning out, neither was fucking him in the bathroom of the venue.

heartbreak girl | @cinnajun 5.5k — during your first couple years of high school, mark was your closest friend; then, during your junior year, you began to distance yourself from one another after you got a boyfriend. two years later, your friendship rekindles, and mark finds himself feeling the same way he felt for you before. but, when you plan to meet up during the summer after your first year of university, disaster strikes, and mark is forced to keep his love for you bottled up once more.

[m] closed doors | @starryhyuck 5k — when your brother asks if a friend can stay in your spare bedroom, you don’t expect mark lee to show up on your doorstep.

[m] may i be blunt? | @raibebe 3.9k — stoner Mark x female reader

[m] cherry flavored thoughts | @neochan​ 3.8k — you invite mark over to study with ulterior motives and he happily goes despite having the filthiest thoughts of you.

[m] drive | @lisired 3.5k — behold mark lee - your hot uber driver who you keep getting. very embarrassing. you also fuck him.

3, 2, 1 | @justalildumpling 2.3k — at this point of your pathetically unrequited crush on your popular friend, it didn’t faze you when you found out that he wasn’t going to be at the same NYE party as you. but when he suddenly turned up to come find you did you start wondering that maybe you weren’t the only one with harboured feelings.

[m] mixtape moans | @starryhyuck​ 2.1k — you’ve learned that your shy boyfriend has written a song about you, incorporating sounds that are not made for the public to hear.

sex by the 1975 | @hyuckmov 1.8k — ex!mark x reader, jaehyun x reader (feat. best friend yeji)

[hydroyaksha]

Soleil’s fic recs

EXO:

Yixing- king! “The Lotus king and his jade” @sweetjekyll

Kyungsoo- hogwarts! “Spellbound” @whimsical-ness

Sehun- X-EXO! “GREED” @/quokkacore

Sehun -(X-EXO) “LIBERALITY” @quokkacore

Baekhyun - idols! “The rumors were true” @eomayas

Kyungsoo - yandere! “I love you, I love you, I love you.” (Made by me!)

STRAYKIDS - [separate link]

Chan/ Felix - polyamory! Hogwarts! “Detention” @dreamescapeswriting

Felix - demon slayer! “If you tell me about myself” @skazoo

Felix - enemies to lovers! “Strawberry kisses” @softsan

Felix - dick joke centered! CEO! “Penis heart” @staysuki

Felix - Agent! Scientist! “A normal Thursday” @abiaswreck

Hyunjin - mafia! “Ice” @healinghyunjin

Hyunjin - mafia! “Not a stranger” @straywrds

OT8 - ABO! “No control” @cherryeol04

Hyunjin - Hanahaki! (With a good ending) “forget me not” @hhjs

Bangchan - Indian performer! Idol! “Butterfly wings” @straykidshoe

Lee know - siren! “Call of the siren” @tasteleeknow

Lee know - hogwarts! “Green flames” @streetlight11

Jeongin - android! “Alive” @rainy-bangbeom

Felix - royalty! Best friends! “Fairy flowers” @hyunsvngs

Felix - bodyguard! “Your bodyguard, Felix” @skzdarlings

Jisung - ghostface! “It’s a scream baby!” @tyunphoria

Felix - dating show! “TOO HOT TO HANDLE” @seospicybin

Felix - prince! “Forgive me for what I haven’t done” @rachalixie

NCT:

OT23 - yandere! Cult! “Connect” @mymoodwriting

WAYV:

OT7 - yandere! “Awaken” @/mymoodwriting

TEN - vampire!Hunter! “Blood wars” @things-we-cant-say

LUCAS - hybrid! “Please don’t bite me” @/quokkacore

NCT127:

NCT127 - yandere! Aliens! “Who is sticker?” @/mymoodwriting

Taeyong/ Yuta - Angels! Devils! Yandere! “Watching over you” @whiteteadreams

Jaehyun - Dog hybrid! “Competitive spirit” @flowerboykun

OT9 - vampires! Witches! “Black magic” @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l

Jaehyun - hogwarts! “Head over brooms” @sehunniepotwrites

NCT DREAM:

Mark - supernatural! “grit your f*ckin’ teeth” @irtza

Haechan - yandere! “Inseparable” @mint-yoongi

Jaemin - athlete! “on the rebound” @lunena

Jaemin - “Crazy in love” @mayaflowerxs

Renjun - classmates! “Blondes are done with fun” @rrxnjun

00’ line + Mark - arcana! “Arcane” @neonacity

Haechan - hockey player! “Ice ice baby” @cozyjae

Haechan - uni! “Learning languages” @tonicandjins

NCT TOKYO:

Sungchan - superhero! “Through the webs” @yutafrita

ENHYPHEN:

ENHYPHEN - scenario! “How they’re protective over you” @foresdxw

NI-KI - scenario! Idols! “Cookies - shattered glass” @ilovehimyourhonor

JAY - bad boy! Good girl! Dancer! “Opposites attract” @dazed-hee

NI-KI spiderman! “Spider-Man loves you” @misoxhappy

TXT:

Beomgyu- hybrid! “Until it hurts a little less” @horanghoe

Beomgyu - fae! “Dasies” @thru-the-grapevine

Soobin - AI! “Artificial love” @bb-eilish

Beomgyu- Spider-Man! “Not your average boyfriend” @slytherinshua

Yeonjun- fox hybrid! “Silly fox baby” @seowhorebin

BTS:

Taehyung - Android! “A human touch” @snackhobi

SHINee:

KEY - A/B/O! “Out of love” @mymoodwriting

THE BOYZ

OT11 - android! “The boyz become human” @tbznewberry

[mangozcat]

i would let every one of them bully me definitely. also just the pairing of a hufflepuff x slytherin is always the cutest ever!

i was also thinking about haechan and how everyone would be so confused if he was hufflepuff bc he’s so Loud and Annoying and mean sometimes, but he’s just soft inside and the reader gets to see that when they get closer to him

ok but maybe my story is hufflepuff haechan x slytherin reader lmao

and from my pov or well how its gonna be in my story, hes super sweet and loving and open with his feelings but to everyone else, despite being a hufflepuff, he isnt like that. even hufflepuffs have their boundaries and i think hed put on that annoying and bitchy kind of front so people didnt take advantage of his kindness and abuse his feelings yk

but omg like imagine ur actually close to him and ur just tryna do some of ur spells and hes coming up behind you being all clingy and lovey dovey :((( like he wraps his arms around your waist and just buries his head in your neck and gives u sweet little kisses

AND LIKE LITERALLY

youd ask what hes doing and hed just be like “just wanna be close to you” and hed just hug you like that until you literally made him get off :((

im in love help me god

(also in the teaser post if we can call it that, i tried to make them kind of corrupted? like renjuns the ravenclaw with no ambition or willpower to learn and jenos the slytherin that hates competition and just wants to hide from everyone and jaemins the angry, sometimes incredibly rude gryffindor and then theres my little ray of sunshine thats getting his fire put out like :((( sad)

[springdaybreaks]

score a date | l. jn.

how the captain of the hufflepuff quidditch team managed to score a date with a certain ravenclaw.

tags: hogwarts!au; hufflepuff!jeno x ravenclaw!reader; fluff; tiny bit of angst if you squint

note: another self indulgent piece that has been burried for months in my drafts😀 this one's a short one but the amount of plot holes makes me want to bang my head against a brick wall lol. no warnings besides inconsistent grammar and tenses.

so, lee jeno

everyone took one look at him and thought he'd be sorted into gryffindor

they may or may not saw him telling haechan to stop annoying renjun and smacking haechan for annoying him, so-

but the sorting hat sorted him into hufflepuff

his parents said it make sense that he's been sorted into the house

he's a hardworker and is loyal to the ones he's close with

he doesn't really seem to be ambitious, but he actually is!

he just doesn't chase after it like slytherin!haechan

the professors adore him

he's always offering them his help

not to gain their favor or save face but purely because he's just that kind

"professor sprout, let me carry that bag of soil for you"

“professor flitwick, do you need some help distributing the feathers?”

snape has kind of a soft spot for him since jeno came early most days for his potions class just to help set the cauldrons

when he doesn't have quidditch practice or urgent tasks he'd even stay behind to clean them sometimes

but of course snape would rather die than admit it

his friends told him to join the tryouts for the quidditch team on their second year as a joke

jeno: okay (.◜◡◝)

but he really got in

becomes hufflepuff team's beater along with the third year lucas

got chosen as the team captain in his fourth year by the hufflepuff head boy, taeyong, before he graduated

he's just THAT good

we all know he loves animals

so it’s natural that he takes care of magical creatures as his elective

and excels at it

even though everyone says hagrid kind of sucks at teaching

he’s sad that he couldn’t see the thestrals though

also it's not all weird that jeno wants to become an animagus

that's why he works extra hard in transfiguration

and mcgonagall loves him so🥴

people thought jeno is all brawns and no brain

but his grades are almost all outstanding

with some exceeded expectation and a couple of acceptable

he's quite smart actually

is dubbed as the 2nd cedric diggory because he’s handsome, athletic, and smart

but of course being friends with the dreamies, it’s chaotic sometimes

he's been slytherin!jaemin's friend since they were kids

but somehow became quite close with ravenclaw!renjun ever since he helped him to deal with slytherin!haechan back in their first year

and he shared a train car with slytherin!haechan on their first day

haechan loves bothering jeno, but became fast friends with him because they have the same tastes in games

everyone at hogwarts know them as the dreamies

a group of girls likes them and call them dreamies because they're "dreamy"

very original

but they don't mind being called that so-

when you see one of these four, the other three wouldn't be too far behind

although they have quite different tastes and interest, they get along well

jeno has this friendly rivalry with haechan over their quidditch games

they bicker a lot, but haechan would be the first one to defend him if someone speak ill of him

no one does

doesn't take muggle studies, but would get muggle music recommendations from jaemin who took it

and sometimes you can hear him humming along the latest muggle music

hangs out with renjun if he wants to relax and just enjoy the day

renjun invites him to paint together once every few weeks

and he thinks that it's nice he's friends with renjun because he'd make them do their homework together

doesn't really go to the library except for rare study times and looking for his cat

he doesn't read the school's rule book but he's pretty sure students can't bring their pets to the library

but his cat can be quite mischievous and would disappear often

sometimes she'd be walking next to him one second and gone the next, following merlin knows what

his cat is probably still very curious of the place since he's only got her last year

and that brings us to you

you are one of the smartest ravenclaw in your grade

some even said that you're the brightest student in hogwarts after the legendary hermione and doyoung, the ex ravenclaw prefect and head boy that graduated a few years ago

of course you're smart, your muggle iq test could attest to that

but you always pair it with hard work

although people do call you snobby sometimes just because you wouldn’t do their homework for them

it pisses you off sometimes because you declined because you sincerely want them to learn!!! and be able to use the knowledge in the future!!!

you don’t mind though

bc being smart has its perks, like how people won’t bother you being a half-blood

and somehow the professors doesn’t mind that you don’t use a quill to write

except for snape

you’re used to the muggle world so pens and pencils are more convenient

but just for compromise, you use a fountain pen your father got you instead

anw

you were trying to get your homework done before supper, opting to do them in the quietness of the library rather than the currently crowded ravenclaw common room

jaemin somehow got into the ravenclaw common room and is currently on a raging whining spree bc the house elfs in the kitchen won’t give him coffee with 8 shots of espresso in it

you can hear it across the common room

at least the library is always quiet

so there you are quietly working through your homework in your favorite corner in the library; where it was quite hidden from madam pince and always got just the right amount of sunlight whenever the weather's nice

you’ve been at it for quite some time so you’re stretching your body

and then you feel a furry thing rubbing against your legs

you don't know whose cat she is

but she often follows you in the halls when she manage to escape from the dorms

and somehow slips through the unpleasant madam pince

but she appears quite often these days

at first she'd be sniffing you

and then she started curling up near your chair

when she found you again after not seeing you for a few days, she begins rubbing herself against your legs, asking for rubs

and proceeds to make herself at home on your lap

you just let her be

and continue doing your homework while occasionally caressing her fur

it's been a few weeks of this happening but you still haven't found out who her owner is

but one day you were just doing your homework as usual with the cat curling on your lap

and you hear a rather loud sigh nearby

"bongshik, there you are!"

you look up and

there stood lee jeno

of course you know who he is, but it's not like you know him

you know that he's doyoung's favorite junior ever

and currently said to be one of the best quidditch players in hogwarts

and he and his group of friends got enthusiastic following

but being in the same house as his friend and mutual friends, you feel like you know him already

you hear things about him quite often bc you're friends with jaemin and renjun

and jaemin sometimes boasts that he has couple items with jeno

not to mention they almost go everywhere together

like twins

some of the professors even got their names mixed up sometimes

but now jeno's alone and is staring at his cat curled up in your lap

"oh, is this your cat?"

"yes," he sigh, "i've been looking for her everywhere"

you handed the cat over as he come close

"sorry if she's been bothering you"

you stroke her head and she purrs in content

"it's alright, she's just been keeping me company. she's a sweetheart"

well that's a surprise

because bongshik isn't really a super friendly cat

it even took like a week for her to get comfortable with jaemin, who's been friends with jeno since they were kids

"she must really like you then."

after that, whenever he realize bongshik's gone missing, all he had to do was find you

because wherever you are, bongshik's probably trailing after you

even when you're not in the library

one time jeno was just about to eat supper when he spot his cat walking in the great hall

but instead of walking to him, her owner, bongshik walked to you

when exam season's coming up, you find yourself holed up in the library almost every day

and jeno, who's always looking for his cat, found bongshik curled up next to you every. single. day.

and somehow, he got lazy of worrying and finding his cat

besides, it's getting closer to exam season

so he starts doing his homework with you in the library

he does it almost every day that he got questioned by his friends

when his friends learned that he's been holed up in the library, they weren't exactly surprised

because jeno's probably the smartest out of them

but they know there's something else going on

bc even though jeno's really smart and he likes to read books on his own,

he's not the type to stay in the library for long periods of time nor every single day

like he's been doing for the past week

so haechan-

being the mischievous little shit he is

persuaded renjun and jaemin to spy on jeno one day

even though jaemin refused and told him to let him be

and well oh well

they found out he's been hanging out with you

jeno thought you'd be teased endlessly by haechan and instinctively lied

"oh they're just helping me with some tricky spell for charms! anyway, thanks, y/n!"

you two weren't that close but it kind of hurt that he doesn't want his friends to know that you two were friends

if that's what the two of you are

anyway

somehow jeno's lies of you helping him with homework got around school

and now you have a few people asking you for help for theirs

you told them you'd gladly help them as long as they don't make you do them

so now even some underclassmen come to you for help

quite a lot that you had to make a time-dedicated study groups

"well it'd be nice to get paid for teaching you guys, a sickle for each session wouldn't hurt"

you really said it as a joke

but some underclassmen really paid you for your help and it spurs the others to do the same

but even as you decline to take their money, they somehow managed to slip it into your bag or intentionally left it behind near your work station

your favorite underclassman gryffindor!jisung even snuck in a few candies to the library for you

ever since you managed to turn tour tutoring sessions into a small 'business', of course you see jeno less and less

but you two still greet each other in the halls

and library, whether when he's looking for bongshik or just doing his homework

one day you were running late to your session

jeno was seated not far from where you usually do it

and heard some of the girls in it talking about you

"merlin, if i'm not failing in charms and defense against dark arts, i wouldn't have to ask y/n for their help."

"yes well, i had to act like i like them just to get into the tutoring session too. what a inconvenience."

"they even charge us for this! other people doesn't even charge and just help us with it"

"yes, she's such a bitch too. you know she refused to help at the start? and now she only do it because of the money"

it's not really his business

but he feels annoyed and kind of riled up to hear them talking bad about you

and he really heard from jisung how you always declined their money and how you were just joking about the fee

but people just paid you nonetheless and eventually you were too tired to decline because they kept insisting

jeno's annoyed and packed his things

he'd rather do the rest of his homework in his dorm than here with their chatter

but when he passed the shelves behind the tables, he saw you

standing there clutching your books

merlin, you must've heard them

but you just sucked in a deep breath and forced a smile

even greeting him before coming over to the designated tutoring spot and apologizing for running late

somehow the sight of it makes his blood boil even more

and admiration, really, because of how kind you are

the next time you saw jeno again was before his match when the crowded halls made you two bump into each other

"oh, i'm sorry!"

"sorry!"

"oh- it's you."

"i- yeah. hey. how are you?"

jeno mentally smack himself for sounding stupid. as if he doesn't know you, as if he didn't spend time with you for weeks in the library. as if the thoughts of you don't plague his mind

somehow he developed a crush on you

and now he's gonna make himself look stupid

you shrug, "eh. so so. kind of busy because of the tutoring though."

you eye his quidditch uniform and the broom clutched in his hand.

"match day?"

"yeah." he hesitated before asking you, "you coming to watch?"

you tilt your head in confusion, "me?"

oh hell, he is in so deep for you. how could you look cute looking confused like that.

jeno feels his ears warming

"well, i am talking to you, aren't i?"

you raise your eyebrows in surprise.

"huh."

now it's his turn to be confused, "what?"

you just shake your head and laugh

"didn't know you could sound like a jock, lee."

"come on lee!"

his teammates are waiting for you at the end of the corridor. lucas are wiggling his eyebrows at the two of you with a teasing smile. haechan, who have somehow blend in with his team, shoots him a teasing look

as if to say 'mhm, i knew you liked her'

jeno ignored them and turns to you instead

"so will you come?"

"mmmm, i dont know. what if you suck?"

you teased

well- you know you are kind of flirting rn but ssssttttt

jeno's eye light up in amusement

and challenge

"you gonna give me anything if i win?"

you shrug nonchalantly, well- tried to, "i think you already have everything you want, captain. don't think i can give you anything else satisfactory."

a smile tugd the corner of his lip

"what about a date then?"

your eyes snapd to his in surprise.

"i- you... date? what?"

"yeah. a date. with me. next hogsmeade trip?"

you gape at him stupidly, "you want to go on a date with me?

he laughs, "well, i wouldn't be asking you right now if i wasn't."

"hurry up lee!"

his teammates roars. although some did snicker when haechan made kissy face at the two of you

"so, what do you say?" he keeps his eyes on you

"you want me to say yes?"

"badly."

a shy smile tugs your lips

hell jeno would take haechan's relentless teasing any day if it meant you'd give him that smile again

you steel yourself and look at him in the eyes

"then i guess you better win, captain."

© 2023 springdaybreaks.

[what-if-nct]

If nct did a PowerPoint night, what PowerPoints would each member do?

I’m doing a PowerPoint night with my friends soon but I can’t choose an idea. Some of my ideas are why there should be a religion about potatoes, out of context texts + forcing my friends to guess who sent it and the context, would I smash or pass celebrity and fictional crushes I’ve had in the past, me and my friends as iconic 00s-10s songs.

Okay I love this idea and I'm personally partial to why there should be a religion about potatoes, potatoes are just a magical vegetable and deserve it. Also out of contexts texts sounds so fun. They're all great ideas.

Taeil: " Are Giraffes real? I met one and have things to say. " He claims to telepathically communicate with the giraffe.

Taeyong: "Here's just pictures of ants I took on a walk." It's just a slide show of him following and feeding ants.

Johnny: "Why I Johnny Suh should rule the world? " just a picture of him in sunglasses that says "I'm cool"

Yuta: "Are dinosaurs just a cover up for dragons?" Gives actually convincing evidence.

Kun: "Here's how we can turn NCT into multi level marketing" actual data and research went into it, he's trying to run a business, it's a pyramid scheme but he's serious about it.

Doyoung: "Why you should leave me alone and give me peace" he just ends up begging in the middle of the presentation.

Ten: "The history of stripping and where we play our part as NCT" Very informative PowerPoint with real demonstrations from him, Taeyong, Yuta and Johnny.

Jaehyun: "Different types of weed" it's just different types of weed and he ends with his top three all while smoking.

Winwin: he didn't show up.

Jungwoo: "The truth about candy." Just one slide that says 'its yummy'

Mark: "How to tell if Johnny is gaslighting you" just one slide that says, he always is. If you don't think he is he got to you.

Xiaojun: "Guess which Hogwarts house I'm in" it's just facts about him and pictures of him in Harry Potter clothes from universal. None of it helps you figure out his Hogwarts house.

Hendery: "Do lizard people rule the government?" he jokingly is being a conspiracy theorist but he does genuinely believe everything he says but it's a joke. He calls the earth flat.

Renjun: "Why aliens should abduct me?" he's just begging aliens to save him in every slide.

Jeno: "Who took my orange juice?" he breaks down the theft of his orange juice while solving the crime. It was Renjun but Jeno let it go when he found out.

Haechan: "Why I love Renjun" It's just candid pictures of Renjun sleeping and Haechan kisses each slide.

Jaemin: "Do my hips lie?" its just a slide show of pictures of his butt while he dances to Shakira in front of them.

Yangyang: "It's just a motorbike" just a slide that says "Kun just let me ride my motorbike in the dorm"

Chenle: "Birds aren't real and Squirrels are pawns of the government?" he's very convincing, Hendery, Renjun, Yuta and secretly Kun are believing everything he says. Jaehyun is too high and gets scared though.

Jisung: "I did not break the microwave by putting a metal pan in it" he's trying to convince Jaemin, Renjun and Jeno he didn't break the microwave. He did, it didn't work, he criminalized himself more.

[injoontz]

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ━ 𝐥.𝐡𝐜

pairing. lee haechan/donghyuck x fem!oc starring. lee donghyuck, hong sumi (oc) featuring.  huang renjun, na jaemin, zhong chenle, park jisung genre. harry potter au, fluff warnings. none word count. 2.7k

synopsis. in which hong sumi loses a bet to lee donghyuck ↳ haechan!slytherin x oc!hufflepuff

His loud scream was the first thing that Sumi heard that morning. Sumi grumbled a long string of curses to herself before she lifted her head off of the table. Looking around the Great Hall with groggy eyes, Sumi found the source of the disturbance.

Lee Donghyuck.

Sumi was never fond of him. Or at least, she liked to convince herself she wasn’t. Whenever he was with his friends, he was loud and energetic, causing more disturbances in the span of ten minutes than Sumi ever did in her entire lifetime. Arguably, he was one of the most obnoxious people she had ever met. Yet she somehow kept finding herself watching him, noticing little things he did and the little bits and pieces that others might miss.

Under his bubbly personality, Donghyuck was really a gentle soul. When he’s without his friends, Donghyuck actually seemed to be tolerable to Sumi. She liked it when he was quiet and thoughtful and she appreciated how approachable he was to everyone.

Unfortunately for Sumi, today was one of those moments where she couldn’t necessarily appreciate Donghyuck’s presence. His howling screams and loud laugh cut through the Great Hall and greatly disturbed Sumi’s peace and quiet. 

Sumi gave a tired look at the energetic brunette before putting her head back on the table. The Great Hall was filled with chatter and the clatter of utensils against plates that morning. All the students were excited for the day since it would be the first quidditch match of the season. Slytherin vs Hufflepuff. 

All around the Great Hall, students dressed in black robes were eating happily with their Hogwarts Houses. From across the hall, Slytherins and Gryffindors glared at each other while Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws talked amongst themselves, occasionally waving hello to their friends outside of the house.

“Is she really sleeping?”

“Seems like it,”

“Should we wake her up? All the food will be gone,”

Sumi let out a groan and tried to hide her face further into her arms when she felt someone start to shake her. She lifted her hand and swatted away the person’s hand. Her friends laughed before going back to their food and chatting. Jisung sighed and poked Sumi in the face with his free hand.

“Will you please eat,” he said more than asked.

“I’m not hungry,” Sumi replied, “Let me sleep,” she heard Jisung sigh before he began to eat his food. Sumi exhaled gently before opening her eyes and sitting up.

She was greeted with a bright smiling face and she could already hear his teasing tone before he even opened his mouth.

“Good morning,” Chenle smiled.

Sumi gave him a bored look and picked up a piece of toast and put some eggs on her plate. Chenle and Jisung both glanced at her before they went on eating their breakfast. Occasionally they would slip some more food onto Sumi’s plate without her noticing and she would eat it without realizing.

“Today is the first match of the year,” Jisung said, “Are you nervous?”

Sumi shrugged.

Chenle and Jisung gave her a look, “Sumi, today is the first match of the year. You’re the captain.”

Sumi shrugged again and Chenle and Jisung both let out exasperated sighs. Before the two of them could scold and badger Sumi about being more enthusiastic, Sumi put her utensils down and downed her entire water.

“There’s no way I lose to Lee Donghyuck this year,” Sumi said.

–– 

By noon time, the whole school seemed to be out in the stands around the Quidditch pitch, it was the first match of the year. The seats might be raised high in the air, but it was still difficult to see what was going on sometimes, so many students had binoculars to get a better view. Chenle sat in the announcer’s box while Jisung and Sumi got ready in the locker rooms.

Sumi was quiet as Jisung went around checking up on the team. She kept staring at the chalkboard with their defensive and offensive plans. A loud snap caused the other Hufflepuffs to turn their attention to Sumi. She had her wand out, pointing straight at offensive plan number 4. The rest of the team seemed to understand and a wide smirk emerged on all of their faces.

A booming cheer rose from the stands as the emerald robes of the Slytherin Quidditch team emerged onto the pitch. An equally loud cheer shook the pitch when the amber robes of the Hufflepuffs appeared.

Madam Hooch was refereeing today and the Hufflepuffs and Slytherins flew towards the ground when she blew her whistle. She stood in the middle of the field waiting for the two teams, her broom in her hand. “Now, I want a nice fair game, all of you,” she said, once they were all gathered around her. “Mount your brooms, please.”

Sumi mounted her broom and gave a dull look at Donghyuck. He returned with a blazing smile. She rolled her eyes at him which only seemed to make him smile bigger.

“Hey, Susu,” Donghyuck said with a teasing smile.

Sumi ignored him.

“If I win, will you go on a date with me?”

Sumi nearly choked on her own spit when she heard his proposal. It was no secret to the school that Donghyuck liked Sumi, but she always had her doubts. She was sure that Donghyuck just liked to joke and tease her. She gave him an incredulous look but he just shrugged. “It was worth asking,” he smiled.

“It seems like you’ve lost a few brain cells, Lee,” Sumi rolled her eyes, “One too many bludgers to the head?”

“And here I thought Hufflepuffs were supposed to be nice,” Jaemin mumbled to Donghyuck.

“And who said that?” Sumi rolled her eyes, some of the other Hufflepuffs snickered and laughed at her snide remarks. Despite her dismissiveness, Sumi didn’t fail to notice the disappointment in Donghyuck’s eyes

Madam Hooch sighed and shook her head as she gave a loud blast on her silver whistle and fifteen brooms rose up straight into the air.

–– 

Sumi let out a long huff, watching as the air around her fogged up and then disappeared into the cold. Even though they had played their best, Donghyuck was still able to get the snitch before her team. She wasn’t surprised, nor that upset at this point. Donghyuck was one of the best seekers at Hogwarts, his skills were only rivaled by Mark Lee from Gryffindor house.

“Why the long face?” Chenle asked as he sat down with Sumi in the courtyard.

Sumi shrugged. “Just thinking,”

“It’s never a good thing when you do that,” Chenle joked and Sumi shoved him gently. He laughed and leaned back on his hands. “You know, even though Jisung didn’t get the snitch, Hufflepuff only lost by thirty points.”

Sumi nodded but that wasn’t why she was thinking so much. The two of them sat in silence for a bit, the cold hair swirling around their heads. Sumi continued to let out little puffs of air to watch it fog up in front of her. As she was about to do it again, when a familiar brunette appeared across the courtyard.

Donghyuck smiled gently at his friend as they made their way back into the building. Sumi jumped to her feet and Chenle gave her a startled look. Before he could ask her what was wrong, Sumi grabbed her bag and started to hurry off towards Donghyuck.

“Sumi, where are you going?” Chenle called.

“I’m cold! I’ll see you later!” she replied without looking back.

When Sumi got back inside she found Donghyuck walking towards the library with his friend. She quickly rushed over and gently grabbed his robes to stop him. He paused and turned around with a confused expression. Donghyuck’s Ravenclaw friend, Huang Renjun, gave the two of them a look before smirking.

“I’ll leave you two to talk for a moment,” he said before rushing away to the library. Donghyuck turned around to try and get Renjun to stay but his friend was already long gone.

“Um,” Sumi hesitated and Donghyuck turned his gaze back to her. “You won,”

“What?” Donghyuck asked in confusion.

“The match,” Sumi repeated, “You won, so I- ,” Sumi looked away, she regretted even bringing it up to Donghyuck. It was obvious he wasn’t actually being serious when he mentioned it on the pitch, he was just teasing her.

“I owe you a date,” Sumi finally managed to get out. 

Donghyuck stared at her for a moment before his eyes widened, “Wait seriously?” Donghyuck grabbed her hand and forced Sumi to look at him. The look in his eyes desperately begged Sumi to tell him that she wasn’t joking. There was so much genuinity in his eyes that Sumi for a moment believed that maybe Donghyuck could have feelings for her.

Sumi nodded.

Donghyuck’s face broke into a bright smile and he let out a small laugh. “Well, then I’ll make sure to bring you on a great one!” he said.

Sumi nodded as Donghyuck said his goodbyes and rushed off to tell Renjun the news. He stopped halfway to Renjun and turned around to wave at Sumi before rushing off again. 

––

That night, Sumi was jolted from her sleep when she felt someone shake her awake. She had fallen asleep in the Hufflepuff Common Room while studying for potions. Her books were scattered across the table and a paper stuck to her face when she lifted her head up.

“Hello,”

Sumi immediately recognized the voice and opened her eyes a little wider as Donghyuck pulled her worksheet off her face. She lifted a hand to her cheek where it was before and felt her face go hot at the realization that Donghyuck had just caught her in an embarrassing situation.

Then it hit Sumi…

“How did you get in here?” she exclaimed, 

Donghyuck smiled widely, “It took a few tries, trust me. The boys and I have gotten our fair share of vinegar showers.” He remembered vividly the first three years at Hogwarts.

The 00’Liners had learned where the Hufflepuff dorms were in their first year but despite their efforts, they never learned which barrel to tap or the rhythm of the tapping to be able to enter. It was by miracle in their fourth year that Jaemin was able to figure out the passcode inside. Only some time later did Renjun realize that Jaemin had somehow used a morse code rhythm to spell ‘Helga Hufflepuff’.

“What are you doing here?” Sumi asked as she started to clean her things. “If you don’t leave, I’ll have to report you,”

“You won’t do that,” Donghyuck smiled.

“You don’t know that-” Sumi’s words died on her lips when she realized that Donghyuck had started to lean in and trap her between himself and the table. “What are you doing?”

Donghyuck smiled and leaned back, “Our date, let’s go,” he stood up and held a hand out for Sumi to take.

Sumi gave him an incredulous look and shook her head, “It’s midnight, Donghyuck, we can’t go anywhere past curfew–”

“Come on,” Donghyuck chuckled, “Just this once,”

Sumi stared at Donghyuck’s hand before looking up at his face. His eyes were pleading as he waited for her to take his hand. She lifted her hand and it hovered over his hesitating for a moment before she ultimately decided to ignore her fears of getting caught and taking his hand.

Donghyuck pulled her to her feet and the two of them hurried out of the Hufflepuff Common Room. Sneaking through the corridors, Donghyuck took an elaborate path to their date rendezvous. Sumi was keenly aware of how his hand engulfed hers as he led her around the school. Sumi started to recognize the corridors around her as Donghyuck started to lead her up a staircase.

“This is-”

“The Astronomy Tower,” Donghyuck finished her words.

Donghyuck stopped Sumi just before the top of the Astronomy Tower. She gave him a confused expression but Donghyuck ignored it and moved so that he stood behind her. His hand slipped out of hers leaving it cold in the chilly November air.

He placed his hands over her eyes and Sumi quickly reached up to grab his in turn. Donghyuck let out a chuckle and leaned down to speak into her ear.

“Do you trust me?” he asked, his breath tickling her ear.

“No,” Sumi’s voice shook as she answered him.

Donghyuck laughed but started to lead Sumi onto the roof of the Astronomy Tower. Sumi felt the cold air hit her skin and she shivered a bit. Donghyuck stopped somewhere on the tower and Sumi gripped onto his hands tightly.

“Ready?” he asked before removing his hands and revealing a beautiful set up of blankets and candles. There were candles lighting the way towards the center of the tower where Donghyuck had set up some blankets and what looked like a basket of snacks. The sky was lit up with stars and the moon shone brightly in a crescent, smiling down upon the two of them.

“Donghyuck,” Sumi’s voice sounded breathless to herself. “This is beautiful,” she turned and smiled at him.

Donghyuck felt his face go hot and he coughed gently before pointing to the blanket. “I remember you mentioned that you really liked stars during Transfiguration. There’s supposed to be a meteor shower tonight, I heard that we might be able to see it from the castle,”

Sumi walked to the edge of the Astronomy tower and stared out at the forest. Leaning out over the edge a little, Sumi closed her eyes and let the wind brush her hair out of her face. A smile pushed onto her face and she let out a light giggle. There was a giddily feeling in her chest, something about sneaking out and being in her happy place made Sumi feel some kind of euphoria that she wasn’t used to.

She spun around and smiled at Donghyuck. Her smile had his heart fluttering and Donghyuck could hear his heart pounding in his ears. He was sure that his face was bright red but if it was, Sumi made no move to tease him about it.

He walked over to her and leaned against the edge as well. The wind pushed his hair back and forth and as he went to push his hair out of his eyes, Sumi’s hand reached over and moved it for him. His eyes widened when he felt her delicate fingers graze against his forehead.

“I think I like you,” Sumi whispered.

“What?” Donghyuck leaned back in surprise.

“I-” It sunk in what Sumi had said, “Oh my god! Wait-”

“What did you just say?” Donghyuck panicked as well.

“Nothing! I didn’t say anything!” Sumi started to walk away from Donghyuck but was quickly spun back around. She crashed into his chest and felt Donghyuck’s arm holding her tightly to him. Sumi gripped onto his shirt and could feel Donghyuck’s heart going crazy underneath her hand.

“I like you too,” his voice was barely over a whisper.

A jolt went through Sumi’s body and she froze before pushing off of Donghyuck. He stared down at her and Sumi could still feel his heart beating a mile a minute. Looking into his eyes though, Sumi could tell that this confession was different than all the other times. The usually joking smile from his past confessions had been completely replaced by a desperation and genuinity that reminded Sumi why she even agreed to go on a date with him in the first place.

Carefully, Sumi stood a bit taller on her toes, tilting her head until her lips gently met his. She felt him freeze under her touch for just a moment. Then as she started to lean away, Sumi felt Donghyuck’s lips kiss her back. Before Sumi could do anything, Donghyuck moved back, his eyes big and puppy-like.

“I really like you, Sumi,” Donghyuck said again, “Will you please be my girlfriend?”

Sumi’s mouth opened and closed, fighting to find the right words to say to him. It was obvious to her by the way her heart clenched tightly at his words. She was certain of it now. She had completely fallen for Lee Donghyuck.

©𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐳, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

[outro-jo]

nct 127 at hogwarts (pt. 2)

paring: nct 127 member x reader

type: headcanon & blurb

summary: short stories about the nct 127 members time at hogwarts

warning: mark’s mentions injury, mentions of drinking in haechan

 a/n: everyone is aged down bc hogwarts is basically middle and hs. also if doyoung has a fear of sneks irl he doesn’t in this universe. quidditch positions only for those who i think plays

part 1

masterlist | info

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pinterest said this was doyoung if it isn’t… it’s 3am

doyoung

house- ravenclaw

pet- snake

patronus- blackbird: a blackbird patronus is the epitome of intelligence, intuition, and deep thought. blackbirds are fiercely protective and will come to the aid of those it loves when most needed.

fav class- divinations

the holidays at hogwarts were by far your favorite time of year. you loved the way the great hall was decorated and enchanted for the season. though it was a challenging time with exams coming up, the overall excitement far outweighed any stress you may have felt. you were specifically excited that you were now allowed to attend the yule ball as a fourth year. it was a tradition that all of your family members had talked about for years growing up and it was finally your turn to go—that is, if you could ever get a date. the day was drawing ever closer and by now all your friends had dates. it started to feel as if you would have to go to the ball alone. you sat in the courtyard in your favorite tree, feet swinging in the air when a fellow fourth year walked under your branch, looking up at you. “hi, doyoung.” you greeted him. you remembered working with the ravenclaw on a project for your potions class. for him the memorable part wasn’t the good grade you got but that he finally had an excuse to talk to you. he can still think back to the sorting hat ceremony and how cute you were even back then. no matter how he felt about you, he couldn’t seem to get over his shyness enough to say anything to you. it was taking all the courage he had now (and a little felix felicis jaehyun made) to speak to you now. “hi, y/n. i have something i need to ask you.” he said desperately trying to calm his nerves. you hopped down from your perch and stood in front of him, waiting for him to go on. doyoung let out a deep breath and pulled a dark calla lily that he may or may not have stolen from taeil’s garden. “how did you know those are my favorite?” you nearly squealed. “oh, you said something a while back.” he mumbled. “i can’t believe you remembered that.” “i remember almost everything about you.” he said breathed out wistfully. “but not in like a creepy way, i promise!” you chuckled, “it’s ok, doyoung. what is it you wanted to ask me?” doyoung took another deep breath and stepped towards you. “will you go to the yule ball with me?” he held his breath. it felt like time stopped and the time between his question and your answer could have stretched on for life times. in reality, there was really no hesitation on your part. you felt that he barely uttered the words before you said, “i’d love to, doyoung!” an entire weight lifted off his chest and he actually smiled. you’d never seen the ravenclaw smile before and it was quite honestly the most adorable thing you had ever seen in your life. “really? amazing! i’ll see you then! merry christmas!” he said before rushing off before you could change your mind. there was no chance of you changing your mind. 

jaehyun

house- gryffindor 

pet- cat

patronus- newfoundland: with a calming presence and kind demeanor, newfoundlands are indeed a man’s best friend. If you have this patronus, you are probably one of the most loving, affectionate, and kind friends someone could have.

fav class- potions

quidditch team- chaser

you couldn’t have been more excited. as you ran through the crowded halls of hogwarts, there was only on thing on your mind: telling him. you spotted johnny first, unfortunately but it was only because he was so tall but thankfully jaehyun was usually close by with the other boys. “jaehyun!” you cried out, giving him just enough time to brace for impact. he opened his arms to you and pick you up into an embrace. “i’m guessing this means good news?” he laughed at your antics before setting you down. you nodded frantically, showing off the piece of paper in your hands. “i got an s on my owls!!” his face lit up before he pulled you in again. “that’s amazing! in professor markham’s class, too? not even taeyong got a perfect score on their exam!” he exclaimed. “thanks, jae.” the hufflepuff deadpanned but was swiftly ignored. “im so proud of you!” jaehyun said before kissing your cheek. 

jungwoo

house- hufflepuff 

pet- cat

patronus- otter: otters are nature’s fuzzy, cuddly, and friendly pets. Their curious demeanor makes them fearless, granted they also do not have many predators. If you have this patronus, you likely have a close circle of people you are loyal to for life.

fav class- art

jungwoo held your hand as he quickly led you through the dark halls. he came to you earlier saying he had found something and that you would have to sneak out past curfew to see it. leave it to jungwoo to find one of hogwarts many secrets. “allohomora.” he whispered the spell to the locked door before gesturing for you to go inside. in the corner of the dark room, you could barely make out the glass. jungwoo muttered a spell and you could finally see it clearly in the new light. it was a mirror. “go look in it.” he urged. you approached it cautiously and saw your own reflection. slowly emerging behind you was jungwoo’s reflection as he approached you, he placed his arms around your waist and began kissing your cheek. however, when you reached a hand up to touch his head you felt nothing. a gasp left your lips as you whipped your head to see that jungwoo was right in the spot you left him and not at your side as the reflection showed you. “it’s the mirror of erised!” you whispered breathless. he grinned as he nodded. “what did you see?” it was a loaded question. the answer could change everything but it was something that was always just bubbling just beneath the surface and it was just a matter of time before it was revealed. “umm… i saw…” you paused. “myself on a hippogriff.” jungwoo chuckled at you, “you do love your magical creatures. maybe hagrid can help you learn to ride one.” you smiled at him before turning to look back at the reflection. “yeah, maybe…”

mark

house- gryffindor 

pet- owl

patronus- leopard: those with a leopard patronus are outstanding leaders and people respect and look up to them. not only are they determined, but very friendly and easy-going as well.

fav class- defense against the dark arts

quidditch team- chaser

the world seemed to move in slow motion. one minute mark suspended in mid air and the next he was falling to the ground. you held your breath as you watched the coach rush out to the field where mark laid unconscious. it felt like forever before you heard them yell, “get him to the infirmary!” that was all you needed to start pushing through the crowded stands and rush to meet him at the infirmary. you stood watch at the edge of the room while the nurse tended to him. when she had finished, she turned towards you and nodded, allowing you to come to his bedside. your heart ached seeing him still unconscious and bruised, lying in the cot. she told you he would be fine and left the room. you sunk down into a chair next to the bed and slid your hand into his limp one to bring it to your lips. the next several hours were spent whispering silent prayers to gods you weren’t even sure you believed in but they were calls to bring your mark back to you. you never took your eyes off him. finally as the sky began turning golden, mark began to stir. his eyes fluttered open and as they adjusted he met your gaze. “baby?” he questioned groggily. the breath you had been holding for what felt like an eternity was released. “mark! i’m so glad you’re ok!” the tears you’d held at bay silently fell down your cheeks. “hey,” he shifted, bringing his free hand to stroke your cheek with his thumb. “i’m ok, baby, i promise. don’t cry.” you nodded, trying to smile through the tears. “everything’s ok now.” 

haechan

house- slytherin

pet- cat

patronus- weasel: what weasels lack in size they make up for in quick-witted intelligence. owners of this Patronus are spontaneous, playful, and intuitive. But they can also be a bit chaotic. (trust me, he wasn’t thrilled about it)

fav class- potions

quidditch team- seeker

the sky was painted in hues of gold and pink as the sun began it’s descent and though you needed to be back on hogwarts grounds soon you were certainly in no rush. haechan walked hand in hand with you as the pair of you stumbled along the dirt path back to your school with your bellies full of the sweetest golden nectar the three broomsticks had to offer. “i think you’re the prettiest.” haechan slurred. “no! i think you’re the prettiest!” you shot back beginning the argument that would stretch for the remainder of the trek. just before you stepped back in the grounds haechan stopped, “no!” you froze with his sudden sternness. he raised his hand to caress your cheek and suddenly the loopy feeling of the alcohol wore off. haechan dissipated the space between you, coming within inches of your face. the fading warm light danced on his bronzed skin making it appear luminous. his chest heaved slightly as whatever distance between the two of you began disappearing and his lips were pressed softly to your. your heart began to race with the touch and you hoped it would never end. all too soon he separated from you but your eyes remained closed and your bare lips chased after his. haechan chuckled at your display and commented, “cute.” that day you learned about a different kind of magic at hogwarts.

[klimtjardin]

Park Jisung

{NCT + Hogwarts}

Varinha: madeira de álamo, núcleo de cabelo de unicórnio, flexibilidade moderada. É escura com anéis no cabo e levemente polida - ainda é possível observar as ranhuras da madeira por toda a extensão. Quando Jisung foi comprá-la, optou pela varinha que menos lhe despertou medo - ele realmente acredita que foram feitos um para o outro e sofreria terrivelmente se algo ocorresse ao objeto.

Chapéu Seletor/Traços: Lufa-Lufa; Trabalho árduo, Justiça, Lealdade, Paciência, Sinceridade, Modéstia.

História: é um aluno dedicado, de uma forma deveras peculiar e incompreensível para a maioria de seus colegas. Quando Jisung é chamado a frente da classe, geralmente suas respostas surtem risadinhas de desdém. Os demais lhe julgam lento ou exasperadamente cuidadoso, por ser curioso com qualquer estudo que o rodeia. Todos em Hogwarts conhecem o desastre que foi a primeira aula de voo de Jisung e o quão apavorado ele é quando o assunto é Quadribol. Mesmo que já tenha avançado na escola, ele ainda não possui total controle de sua magia, às vezes fazendo surgir coisas bizarras quando se depara com algum sentimento forte demais. E é por isso que ele toma aulas extras de transfiguração com Haechan.

Patrono: hamster. Quando conseguiu invocar seu patrono pela primeira vez - o que foi nada difícil, para a surpresa de muitos - Jisung pegou-o na mão e guardou no bolso.