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jj and the untimely prank

summary: when a prank goes awry, jj’s at the receiving end of cruel intentions with a euphoric payoff.

warnings: this is just sm*t i’m sorry.

notes: forgive me father, for i have sinned. also i know i said no requests but i couldn’t just leave this one out. based on the request below. tried my best w no typos. also i’ve come to the conclusion that my taglist is too long because it took me fifteen minutes to add everyone but i have no idea what to do lmao.

It was supposed to be a joke.

Rafe Cameron’s end of the summer party began once the sun’s horizon began to emit an orange glow over the Cameron residence. Ward and Rose left for California that morning; the siblings had protested accompanying the two on their vacation after claiming there would be nothing for them to do and Ward had reluctantly let them stay home on the promise that they would behave themselves. Wheezie stayed at a friend’s for the week while Rafe and Sarah shared the house.

However, Rafe had planned to use his empty home to throw a party for residents of Figure Eight, complete with expensive alcohol and loud music that would make any neighbor complain. Sarah begged her brother to let her friend group attend the party, claiming that she’d “die of boredom” if she were to attend the party alone. Reluctantly, Rafe agreed after Sarah promised to talk Ward out of punishing Rafe for neglecting to pick up air canisters.

Rafe, knowing Sarah’s friends and Pope in particular were going to be at the party, crushed a pill of Viagra and dared Topper to mix the pretty blue powered into Pope’s drink. The boy looked innocent enough and both Kooks were eager to see how he’d deal with his problem by keeping tabs on him the entire night.

Only, JJ was the one to drink from the cup Topper tampered with.

The boys tried not to spend too much time ogling at Pope but noticed something was wrong when he was talking to Kelce with a calm demeanor like nothing was wrong and before the Kooks decided to give up, they thought of everything possible scenario of what happened to the cup. After losing interest upon the girls and drugs at the party, neither of them cared enough to follow up on their prank.

JJ was fine for the next thirty minutes but felt so hot and bothered by the time he downed three more shots. He couldn’t think straight and he knew it wasn’t because of the alcohol. A girl had bumped into him by accident, causing him to push against the side of the kitchen’s countertop and he had to hold in a moan as he felt his ever growing cock release some tension. His fingers gripped the edge of the marble and he gritted his teeth, finally acknowledging how hard his cock had gotten.

JJ needed to excuse himself to the bathroom upon seeing your short and tight cheetah print dress that accentuated your natural features, pushing your breasts to the point where they were spilling out of the fabric. He wasn’t sure why, all of the sudden, he felt like his pants were growing tighter as the night progressed. Seeing you walk into the party fashionably late and greeting people he knew while not sparing them a second glance had him wondering if you would look in his direction.

Kiara had walked up to you after having recognized you from your updo and made the bold move to greet you with a gentle hug, avoiding the crowded room of bodies in the process. You grinned at the girl and returned her embrace, careful not to spill the liquid in your cup. JJ could see the way your dress slid up your thighs when you tried to move around the room, periodically pulling the fabric down to cover yourself modestly. It was then when JJ decided he needed to remove himself from the party and relieve himself.

He rushed himself to the nearest empty bathroom and hastily closed the door behind him, fumbling with the lock as his mind thought about his impending problem below his belt. When he looked down, he could see his impressive size grow against his jeans, groaning when he put his hand over his member to relieve some tension.

JJ didn’t know why he had become extremely hard over the course of the night. Of all the times he had imagined talking to you, properly, for the first time, he never imagined he’d be hard while doing it. For a brief moment, he felt guilty for leaving Kiara alone at the party after Pope had struck up a conversation with Kelce while Sarah and John B. had found their own corner in her home. But his apparent hard-on and the fact that he couldn’t walk without feeling himself against his jeans was a bigger problem.

The blond wasted no time unzipping himself and pushed his hands down his boxers to grab himself, biting his lip at the sudden tension that his hand was providing. His thumb stroked his tip and he felt his teeth bite harder on his bottom lip at how euphoric it felt.

His back was pressed against the door as he felt his legs give out, using the frame as a temporary support system as he pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs to allow himself more freedom. When JJ looked down, he witnessed how hard he had grown in a short amount of time and spit into his hands, using his hips to push himself forward while keeping his hand steady, mimicking his thoughts about fucking you into the nearest mattress.

If JJ was being honest with himself, he was using you and the image of your dress sliding up your thigh as his masturbation material. His impending problem seemed to expose itself once he saw you at the party despite feeling strange an hour beforehand. JJ looked at himself in the bathroom’s mirror and saw how fast he was thrusting his hips, realizing he was panting as if he were taking you over the bathroom counter.

He halted his movements to see the precum that leaked from his tip and groaned, not caring about his volume once he realized the sound of the music from the party was louder than he was. His mouth hung ajar as his breaths became erratic and JJ was determined to make his problem disappear quickly, trying his best to avoid an embarrassing situation if Kiara asked him why he was in the bathroom for so long.

JJ moved his hand faster and gritted his teeth, short breaths escaping from his lips as he desperately chased his high. He shut his eyes and let out pretty moans as he jerked his body forward and used his balance as leverage to thrust at a faster pace. JJ squeezed his cock tighter and pretended it was your tight pussy around him instead.

He kept his eyes closed as he let out a deep groan, his chest rising and falling rapidly. JJ could feel himself orgasm quickly and his thick, white ropes fell onto his hand as he finished himself off, opening his eyes to watch as he emptied himself in his enemy’s bathroom. JJ chuckled to himself when he caught his breath and stared at his messy hand, moving quickly to the sink to wash his hands off with soap and water before slowing his breathing down.

But when he looked at the mirror and back to his cock, he could see that his problem hadn’t disappeared. JJ’s cock was still standing in attention, still as hard and thick as before he had made himself orgasm for the first time. He groaned once out of frustration, finding it ironic that he hadn’t been able to make himself come when he was alone but he was experiencing this problem in the presence of strangers. JJ knew it was because you arrived the moment he needed to release the most.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” JJ said in a hushed whisper, almost like he was afraid of being caught despite the bathroom door being closed.

JJ grew frustrated at his impending problem and the throbbing sensation he felt in his lower region when he attempted to wait it out, keeping his breathing steady to fix the situation. But after a few moments of trying to calm his beating heart and think about anything other than what you’d look like with your dress on the floor as he hovered above your body, JJ knew nothing he did would work.

“Shit,” he hissed as he put his hand back on himself, somewhere in between pumping himself in a quick pace and trying to enjoy himself. JJ wanted to step out of the bathroom without an incredibly noticeable hard-on, which prompted him to move his hand back and forth quicker and faster.

He looked at himself in the mirror as his mouth hung open, throwing his head back when he let out a particularly loud hum. The euphoric feeling of using his hand to tug on his cock while simultaneously thinking about the view of you on your knees while you looked up at through your eyelashes was material he’d been using for weeks and it didn’t slow him down this time.

You were someone JJ had trouble talking to despite being a fellow Pogue. You had a good head on your shoulders and both the Pogues and Kooks knew it. You drifted between both sides of the island without a care for the war between classes and freely roamed the grounds as if you owned the place, both groups letting you without hesitation. JJ’s knees would buckle when you walked near him and he would grow quiet whenever you’d approach his friends to speak to Kiara, who you’d known since childhood. He knew his attraction to you was because of your nonchalance and intelligence, but he had an inkling feeling you’d choose him over Rafe, and that was enough for JJ to feel himself close to spilling onto his hand once more.

But before he got the chance to experience another orgasm, the bathroom door opened.

JJ immediately opened his eyes and saw your figure in the doorframe, one hand on the wall as you steadied yourself upon stumbling when you saw JJ. His hand froze on his cock and he could feel his heart pounding in embarrassment while his member throbbed at the loss of his hand.

He watched as your eyes widened when you realized what you were looking at. JJ awkwardly looked down at himself when he realized his cock was still standing at attention in his hand, rapidly moving to pull his boxers and jeans up hastily to cover himself upon feeling his cheeks turn a shade of red from the embarrassment of being caught.

“You’re so big,” you said in complete surprise, looking as JJ fumbled to zip his pants. He tried to keep himself busy, tucking his shirts into his jeans while feeling your gaze on him. But he looked up at your words and watched you with a curious expression.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized, not knowing what to say after your observation and upon being caught with his cock in his hand. He stood by the mirror, shifting from one foot to the other almost as if he was unable to move.

JJ felt embarrassed because he was caught by the person he was infatuated by. You were always the subject of his daydreams and this situation was not an exception. He felt embarrassed because hebthought about you naked on the nearest mattress mere seconds ago and it was almost as if on cue you had walked in on him.

But you shook your head, biting your lip in a sultry manner, taking a step towards him as you slowly closed the door behind you with a subtle sound. JJ watched as your body moved in your dress and before he realized it, you were standing mere inches from him. His blue eyes looked into your own with curiosity and anticipation, feeling your hands gently move themselves from the top of his chest to his belt loops, gently tugging on them.

“Let me help you,” you said in a hushed whisper. JJ wasn’t sure if he was imagining the desperation in your voice but he had imagined looking down at you as you sucked his cock more than he could count, and he knew he’d regret it if he denied himself this opportunity, especially because you were giving your consent.

JJ felt your nimble hands over his clothed chest, your fingers lightly scratching him as he felt his body shudder from excitement. He watched as your body swayed back and forth as you waited for his answer, moving closer to him to the point where you were present against him. You moved your hands from his chest to the side of his thoughts, your hands moving everywhere but the place he needed you most.

“Please,” he said, nodding.

You said nothing as you looked up at him through your tasteful false lashes and pushed your body against his. JJ felt your lips on his neck, closing his eyes as he sighed at the glorious sensation of your lips on him while your hand was on his cock. He could feel your hand move against him, gauging his size for yourself and he felt you moan against his neck.

You could barely keep yourself poised, feeling your mouth water upon feeling his impressive size for yourself. JJ’s body rested against the bathroom counter and you removed your hands from him, causing JJ to temporarily groan at the loss of contact before he felt your hands around his wrists, forcefully placing them on your backside before returning to his cock. His eyes widened with surprise and he wasted no time touching you, squeezing your cheeks.

JJ kneaded you’re backside as your hands moved to unzip his jeans, pushing his jeans down along with his boxers. You felt his cock that was still set from orgasming the first time mixed with his own spit and bit your lip when you felt his hands roam around the fabric of your dress. You encouraged him to continue with a short nod, closing your eyes as your hand moved to work his cock. JJ seemed to get the hint and you felt his hands move to the hem of your dress, sliding them underneath.

He could barely believe he was touching you in his reality rather than his daydreams and took the time to appreciate your skimpy thong, using his fingers to move it to your entrance. You moaned once and debated on letting him touch you further before deciding against it, hiking your dress above your waist before positioning yourself on your knees in a feverish manner.

Your lips caught the tip of his cock in your mouth and JJ used his hands to prop himself on the bathroom counter in an attempt to keep steady. He looked down at you while your hands wrapped themselves the base while your mouth engulfed the rest. JJ couldn’t help himself and pushed his hips forward but you were more than ready for his sudden action and opened your mouth wider, welcoming his size as you gagged in his cock.

You temporarily removed your mouth from him to stroke his member with the string of spit as a result of your previous action and JJ moaned at the feeling of your hand instead of his. You kissed the tip gingerly before licking the side of the shaft with your flattened tongue and JJ felt like he was about to come again.

When JJ watched you move your hand from him to between your thighs, he placed both of his hands to the back of your head. He witnessed as your hands moved underneath the small black cloth that hid nothing, furiously moving your hand to gain friction. JJ could help it; he gripped the back of your head and pushed his hips towards your mouth. You accommodated, widening your mouth and breathed through your nose as you felt his cock thrusted past your lips. He looked down and watched as he disappeared inside of you, feeling your tongue against his underside and came with a loud moan, not bothering to care if anyone outside heard him. JJ fucked your mouth and you let him.

When he pulled out, JJ watched his come spill out from between your lips and you opened your mouth to show him the remnants of all you couldn’t swallow the first time. Your hand moved to chin, cleaning his come and putting your fingers into your mouth as you tasted him. JJ breathed heavily and watched as you, so willingly, continued to touch yourself in front of him.

“You’re still hard,” you said with a pant and a high-pitched voice, closing your eyes temporarily as you inserted a finger inside of you. JJ wasn’t having it, however, and bent down to kiss you. He bent down and replaced your fingers with his own, moaning against you when he realized just how wet and slick you were. JJ was able to slip his middle finger into you and push himself deeper into.

“Let’s find a room upstairs,” JJ said in desperation.

He rose from his position and watched you did the same, his eyes following your hands that smoothed your dress over your cheeks. When you caught his gaze from the mirror, you winked and pushed your breasts together for emphasis, making JJ physically groan and adjust his apparent cock in his pants.

You held his hand and led him upstairs, avoiding the people standing in the hallway, too turned on to care if anyone could guess what the both of you would be doing. JJ opened a door and upon seeing it pictureless, he ducked inside and closed the door shut, locking it before returning his attention to you.

Your dress was thrown on the floor by the time JJ turned around and he rubbed his jaw, looking at how perky your nipples were against the cold air. His hands reached for your waist and pulled you into a hot, wet, searing kiss before turning you around to press you against the wooden door.

“So wet,” he said as he reached in front of you, his hands disappearing into your thong that left nothing to the imagination. He furiously moved his hands in circles and heard you whimpered, not caring about anyone who passed by and if they could head. JJ took this opportunity to undo the zipper of his jeans and push them down to his ankles followed by his boxers and moaned at the sight of his hardness against the backdrop of your ass and pressed himself against you.

JJ could hear you gasp at the sudden feeling but upon seeing your back arch in an attempt to move him where you needed him the most, JJ kept your hips steady with his hands as he thrusted against you, spreading your ass cheeks to watch as his cock worked your backside until you were begging for him to be inside of you. He watched as you tried to spread your legs while your chest was pressed against the door and bent his knees so that his cock was in between your thighs, throwing his head back at the glorious feeling of the fabric of your thong against his cock.

He pulled away and turned you around, smacking your backside before pointing to the bed. You looked at him as you climbed onto it, removing your thong in the process. He watched as you spread your legs and teased your folds, stripping from the rest of his clothing save for the gold chain around his neck.

JJ wasted no time and attached his mouth to your pussy, licking a delicious stripe against your slit. Your hands found themselves tangled in his hair and when JJ felt your hips rock against his tongue and your hands pulling at his roots, he could help but grind against the white bedsheets underneath him, moaning into your core with such pleasure. Your legs were spread far and wide into the air when you felt him moan against you and JJ, at the sound of a particularly loud moan, lifted his head to see your euphoric state.

He smirked and lifted his hand, smacking your core while relishing the sound of how wet you were. Your eyes widened and you begged for him to do it again. JJ wasn’t shy that night and did as he was told, bringing the tips of his fingers over your pussy, giving gentle slaps until you were begging for his cock to be inside of you.

You grabbed the gold chain and pulled him to meet your lips, tongue sliding into his mouth as he used his fingers to move to your pussy once again, letting his index and middle finger enter you with the rush of adrenaline. You knew you were close to your first orgasm between his mouth and his fingers, and you warned him about your inevitable orgasm against his lips. The sound of your wetness and his fingers echoed throughout the room, as did your cries.

When JJ pulled his hand out of you, he didn’t think about letting you recover and neither did you. You ached for it and so did JJ; he sat back on his knees and tugged on his cock a few times before pushing the head inside of you. You felt the euphoric feeling of his cock and begged for more until JJ gave in, pushing everything he had to offer inside of you.

But JJ was going to have fun with you. You had begged him to use you for his own gain moments prior and he had no reluctance. His elbows were situated beside your head and the tip of his tongue stuck out as he pulled himself out of you, barely touching your entrance with his tip. You whined, wrapping your arms around him while trying to get him to move, but he shook his head and laughed at your attempt.

He sunk inside of you once again and heard your delicious scream before pulling out of you altogether for the second time. JJ repeated this action four more times until you pulled him down by the gold chain, catching him by surprise. But he welcomed this distraction. His cock pounded your pussy furiously until the only sounds in the room were your wetness being spread between your pelvis and his, your high-pitched screaming as you begged JJ to fuck you harder, and JJ’s loud grunts that sounded so primal and needy.

The headboard wasn’t too far above his body and he gripped the edge, steadying himself as he kept a steady pace while thrusting into you. The wooden headboard smacked against the wall with a prominent sound and JJ smirked down at you, urging you to be as loud as you can if you wanted his cock to keep fucking you.

You could feel the mattress below you act like ocean waves as the bedsheet kept moving across the bare skin of your thighs. Your arms gripped onto JJ’s body like you’d fall off of the bed if you didn’t and he responded by pounding into you harder, faster, and rougher.

JJ pulled out of you and moved your body so that your chest was pressed against the mattress. He backed away enough to bend down and move his face to your core, furiously moving his tongue against you before replacing it with his cock. JJ gripped your hips and threw his head back at the sight of your ass against his pelvis and dug his fingertips into your skin, almost like he was afraid you’d leave. He raised his palm and slapped your ass cheek, to which you moaned for more.

“I’m gonna fuck you into tomorrow,” he promised, delivering another slap. “Gonna make sure to fuck you in front of a window next time so everyone can see how badly you want it.”

“JJ,” you called, out of breath.

“Wanna make sure I fuck your tits before I die,” he said with his eyes shut. “‘M gonna come.”

“In my pussy,” you begged.

JJ moaned loudly and grunted, pulling your ass closer to him as he released. You arched your back at the feeling and he moved his hands to your clit, roughly moving his fingers against your sensitive area. He pulled out of you and turned you onto your back, pulling you until you were nearly off of the edge of the bed and wordlessly slipped his cock back into your wet centre, pushing your legs against your chest for a deeper angle.

His cock was buried so deep inside of you that you could hear sirens in your head and see a halo above JJ. His fingers moved to your clit and deliciously moved at a pace that brought you closer to your orgasm. JJ almost wished someone would walk in just so they could see how high up in the air your legs were and how loudly you were moaning, all because of his cock.

His chest was hot with passion and he moaned after thrusting into you particularly hard, his deep voice bringing you your second orgasm. JJ felt your come on the tip of his cock and pulled out to watch white pearls drip from your entrance before using his tip to gather the remnants, awing at the wetness of your skin.

“I could live in your pussy,” he moaned breathing as his hand moved back and forth on his cock. He could feel his cool chain against his neck and JJ stepped back to witness the mess he made on your body and how utterly fucked you looked on the bed in front of him.

“I need another,” you whined, stepping off of the bed to walk towards him. You could feel your juiced on your inner thigh and replaced JJ’s hand with your own. “God, are you always this hard when you fuck?”

JJ laughed in a mocking tone and gripped your jaw with his hands, watching your wet lips scrunch together. Your eyes widened and you gripped his cock tighter at the sudden feeling, sending a wave of pleasure over JJ’s body. You knew what you were doing to him and he wasn’t about to let you out of this room until he came for fourth and final time.

“Only when I fuck you,” he gruned, his free hand teasing your nipple.

“You gonna fuck me some more?” you asked innocently as JJ loosened the grip on your jaw.

“When we fuck, I’ll always give you whatever you want,” he said, pushing your body against the wall and slipping into your wet center with ease. You yelped and widened your legs and JJ shut his eyes as you clenched around him. “Wanna come in you until you’re silly with it.”

“I wanna feel it,” you whined, arching your back so that you had room to bring your hand to your entrance, toying with your clit. He placed a harsh slap to your asscheek and you groaned with pleasure.

“You like my cock, huh?” he asked.

“I fucking crave it,” you replied with squinted eyes as he delivered another slap. JJ smiled to himself at how dirty your words were, especially after knowing you to be some innocent saint before tonight. While he never knew if you had any sexual tendencies or bothered to catch up with your dating life, he’d imagine you to be under his undoing; JJ wanted to be the first person that came inside of you and the first person to hear you moan. He knew that his fantasy didn’t matter compared to your reality, but in that moment, all he cared about was delivering another mind blowing orgasm to your pussy.

JJ pulled you by the elbows until you were looking at him and gripped your breasts, using your body for balance as his cock relentlessly pounded into you, so much that you screamed in euphoria. He gently pushed you off of him and commanded your body back on the bed, feeling himself on the edge of, what he hoped, would be his final orgasm. But he wouldn’t complain about giving you another creampie if you asked for it.

JJ’s pelvis met yours repeatedly and your legs were bent, high in the air. His hands were on either side of you as he thrusted into you as he came alongside you, both of your orgasms spilling past his cock and out of your pussy onto the bed below the both of you. JJ kept fucking you despite being nearly empty and relished the tight feeling of your pussy clenching around his cock until he couldn’t, opting you lay his chest on top of yours and kisses your open mouth like he needed to.

His cock was still inside of you as you both tried to reach a tranquil state and his lips moved to your neck, peppering sweet kisses. JJ wanted to relish in the feeling of your nakedness and continued to kiss your lips with vigor. He pulled away when both of you regained your breaths and stroked the side of your head, moving your hair away from your face.

“I’ve never been fucked for so hard or so long,” you confessed with a shy smile, your face red from blushing and how hard you had been fucked.

“I think someone put something into my drink,” JJ said with an amused laugh. “I’ve been hard for a long ass time.” You looked around the clock on the nightstand beside you and opened your mouth i’m surprise.

“Holy shit,” you mumbled. JJ raised an eyebrow before looking in your direction. “We’ve been fucking for hours. The party’s probably coming to an end.”

JJ looked back at you as you spoke and jerked his cock deeper into you, to which you licked your lips and shut your eyes. He laughed and touched your cheek with the pad of his thumb, wiping away fallen mascara before leaving a soft kiss pressed against your nose.

“I don’t even know how you’re still hard,” you said. He shrugged.

“Me either, but I’m not exactly complaining.”

“Neither am I,” you said as you bit your bottom lip.

“Oh yeah?” JJ said as he thrusted into you twice more, watching as you breathed heavily and looked at him. “You fuck like a fucking champ.”

“And you fuck like your life depends on it.” JJ smoked and thrusted into you once more.

“Oh, look,” he said with in false surprise. “I’m still hard.”

“Oh, look,” you said, mocking him. “I’m still wet.”

“Mm,” he mumbled, sitting upright to watch his cock inside of you. JJ pulled himself out to the point where his head was sitting inside and you whined, reaching your hand to grip him and pull him inside of you. He tapped your knee twice and you reluctantly let go.

“We’re gonna fuck until Rafe kicks us out, got it?” JJ said. You nodded vigorously and JJ rewarded you by pushing himself into you, but not all the way. “Your pussy’s gonna be so used to my cock that it’ll be me you want to fuck.”

“Yes,” you breathed, feeling as he pushed into you more. But you were unsatisfied by JJ holding himself back.

“I’m gonna ruin that pretty pussy of yours tonight,” he said more to himself than to you while pushing himself inside.

“JJ,” you whined. “Please.”

“We’re gonna fuck and I don’t care if anyone walks in.”

JJ slid himself inside of you, fully, and gained a rhythm that caused you to pull JJ down to your body. His hips pushed against you as your hips lifted to meet his rhythm and all he wanted to do was fuck you until he couldn’t.

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The Weight Upon Your Bones | Not So Graduation Selfie

Ever since his meeting with Professor Calhoun, Thad walked the halls of Hogwarts in a complete daze. Sure, the news that he wasn’t graduating certainly hadn’t come as a surprise to him. But the weight of what that meant left him feeling numb. Seven years of work all boiled down to this one moment and he dropped the ball. In fact, he had dropped the ball for years. If he had only given a little more effort, he wouldn’t be left behind by his friends as they graduated and moved on with their lives. Instead he was stuck at Hogwarts for another year. A year he would spend wondering why he had let everyone down.

It wouldn’t be the same without the people who had been by his side every day and he knew that. The people who made the drafty halls a cozy home. The home he would prefer over the house where he spent his summers waiting for his life to begin again in the fall. They had shaped so much of his experience and the thought of continuing to do any of it without them was devastating.

He thought of Dash, his best friend who survived a much harder year than him but managed to pass his classes and graduate like he should. While Thad kept playing his usual childish games, Dash managed to go through trauma after trauma and remained focused enough to pass. He couldn’t help but wonder where he went wrong. Him and Dash were two peas in a pod. Two sides to the same coin. Ever since they were young kids, playing innocent games full of imagination in their neighborhood growing up, the two of them did everything together. Some of his favorite memories were incomplete without Dash by his side. Seven years of being best friends and eventual lovers resulted in the kind of connection that couldn’t be explained. How was he going to last a year without him? How was Dash going to graduate without him? How could he do a damn thing without Dash there by his side? They were inseparable. But for the first time in his life they were being forced apart. At what point would Dash move onto better things while Thad was left behind to redo the best year of his life without the people who made it amazing?

He thought about May, the fiery redhead who matched his passion in every way and still managed to exceed expectations with all of the stress in her own life. With the lawsuit and the exploding drama and the constant power struggle between her and her uncle, May managed to pass her classes and graduate as expected. She was running a bloody business and she still found the time to do her classwork. While Thad was a joke per usual. Sometimes he didn’t feel like he deserved someone like May in his life. She was so full of fire and passion and drive where everything was a joke to him. How would he ever grow serious about his life without May there by his side? She was destined to move onto bigger and better things while Thad was meant for nothing. Could he do this without her?

He thought of Star, his longest friend. The crazy girl with the wild mind that no one could ever keep up with. They pulled countless pranks off together, from pureblood parties to the halls of Hogwarts. He couldn’t imagine a life without her. But that’s exactly what happened when the two of them fell out of communication for so long. Star dropped out long before Thad knew and he couldn’t help but feel the guilt pressing on his chest at the thought. How could someone who’s friendship lasted for practically his whole life just up and disappear from that life? With all of the changes they were both facing, how would they be able to reconnect in any way that was meaningful for the both of them? He wasn’t prepared to lose Star. He couldn’t live without the wild girl who made him forget the darkness of his childhood. The childhood he was still living in and could somehow never escape.

He knew friends like Meredith and JJ would be fine with everything. They weren’t losing him after all, they had just gained a whole extra year for him. But it was the disappointment clear on their faces that he couldn’t imagine. How could he tell someone like Meredith that he failed his last year of school? After all the lectures about his studies? How could he face her? How could he face JJ? The young innocent boy who looked up to him and thought he could do no wrong. This certainly didn’t fit on that incredibly high pedestal he placed him on. What would the young Hufflepuff say? Would he be disappointed? Or would he try to be encouraging despite the pity that filled his mind? Thad couldn’t decide which would be worse. He wasn’t sure he liked becoming a disappointing role model much, especially for someone he considered a little brother like JJ.

Ilythia. How…how could he ever face Thia? The thought nearly drove him mad. How do you tell your baby sister that you’re not good enough to graduate from school with the rest of your friends? How do you tell someone who’s opinion is what your self-worth is propped up on that you’ve let them down once again? If Thia thought any less of him, he would be destroyed. He wouldn’t make it through the year because there would be no reason to. He knew it was foolish to place so much importance on one young girl. But for Thad, Thia was so much more than a little sister. She was his motivation to be a better person. She is the person who he was supposed to graduate for. But here he was, doing exactly the opposite. He wasn’t sure if he would ever stop being a disappointment. Surely Thia deserved better.

He was only Thad McAllister, the class clown of 2017, living up to expectations per usual and becoming a complete joke as the rest of his friends graduate and leave him behind. His classmates didn’t know the irony of their votes at the time and somehow that superlative fit him more now than ever. How could they know that Thad would end up becoming more of a joke than they already thought he was? He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry. So instead he settled for feeling completely numb.

Talking to Dash the days following his meeting were the worst. Before his meeting with Calhoun, the two of them spent nearly all their time discussing everything they were going to do once they graduated. It covered everything from adventures abroad to bar hopping to fucking around just because they could. However, the second Thad found out he wasn’t graduating with his best friend, everything changed. No longer was his future filled with adventures with Dash and endless fun and fucking. Instead he was being left behind and somehow he had to figure out how to break the news to Dash.

Of course prom probably wasn’t the best time to do it, but Thad was pro at making bad decisions. Mostly he put off telling his best friend until he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. So unfortunately, prom became the moment to tell him. Maybe with all of the dancing and celebration, Dash wouldn’t completely freak out on him. At least, that was his hope.

Honestly Thad was surprised Dash even asked him to go. Things between them had been undefined and a little weird all year long. But now here they were, on a date together to prom. But not one of those “we have no one else to go with” kind of things. Dash had set up a promposal and asked him to go to their 7th year prom with him. It was shocking and awesome and Thad was going to ruin it all with his untimely news.

How could it not ruin Dash’s night? After he worked up the courage to ask him to the dance, Thad couldn't even bring himself to tell Dash the painful truth about his graduation status until the last possible minute and in the worst possible place. He was a coward and it seemed this cowardice was only the beginning of a larger trend in his life.

Before Thad knew it, June 3rd, Graduation Day, was staring him in the face and so was his inevitable downfall. Somewhere along the line, Thad convinced himself that either A. he was still graduating with his friends or B. his mother wouldn’t kill him for not telling her and the rest of his family that a trip to Hogwarts was a complete waste. Instead, he woke up early and slowly dressed in his best dress robes, a crimson red that had made his mother so proud when they picked them out the year before. He knew they were for his graduation, so now that the day was finally here he knew he had to put them on. Every movement felt robotic though and by the end of dressing, he had ended up on his bed with his head cradled in his hands. How was he going to do this? How could he have already done this? His cowardice and denial about his very messed up situation had landed him in an even more fucked up situation. His parents were waiting downstairs with his older brother and baby sister and might even have smiles on their faces for once in their lives. They might actually be proud of him and something he had accomplished and it was all a huge lie. Yet another example of how Thad disappoints his parents. Only this time Thad wasn’t so sure he was going to survive it.

Dragging himself up from his bed, Thad made his way down the stairs, his feet feeling like lead now that he was moving again. The journey felt like a death march and every step brought him closer and closer to his fate. Making his way across the common room, Thad could barely register the excited faces of his fellow classmates. He didn’t even hear a few 6th years congratulate him. His only focus was making it across the room before he chickened out and sprinted back up to safety. At some point he must have blacked out because the next thing he remembered was crawling through the portrait and being greeted by the excited exclamation of his baby sister as she catapulted herself into his arms.

“Thia….” He murmured, burying his face in her neck, the familiar scent of her hair filling his chest with a comfort that only she could.

“I’m so excited for you Thaddy!” She responded with a giggle. The familiar sound was enough to make him want to fall to his knees and blurt out every way he had let her down. How he never lived up to expectations and how she deserved a better big brother as a role model. But his whirlwind of emotions were cut short by the familiar sound of his mother clearing her throat.

Pulling away from their hug, Thad looked over to see his mother and father accompanied by Leandros, all three with some of the warmest smiles he’d seen on their faces in a long time.

“You’ve made it, Thad.” Leo spoke up first, reaching out to give him a supportive clap on the back.

“Much to your surprise, I’m sure.” He responded with a smirk. He really couldn’t help himself and the irony of that statement wasn’t lost on him.

His father spoke up next in a soft voice, meant for being overpowered by his wife. “We’re very proud of you.”

He nodded in response, unsure what he should respond when he knew they had nothing to be proud of.

Cosima’s turn to speak came next and Thad felt a tremor slip down his spine as he waited. She always managed to see right through him. Would she see the fear hiding behind his eyes? The lies ghosted in his smiles?

“You look very nice Thaddeus. Crimson is your color.” The pride in her voice was obvious and he almost flinched at the implication of it. “It’s a lovely day for a graduation ceremony. We’re so excited for you.”

Thad stared at her, the blank look on his face the only cover he could muster up for the guilt that was gripping his chest and causing his stomach to flip painfully. They were here, offering him sincere words he never heard before, and clearly proud of everything they thought he had accomplished. Pride was never an emotion on his mother’s voice as she talked to him. For nearly 18 years he was the disappointment of the family, never living up to his brother’s legacy and never as sweet as the baby girl of the family. He couldn’t help but feel more ashamed than ever before as he cast his eyes down towards the ground. How could he have lied to them about his graduation? They were here to celebrate his accomplishments and there were none to celebrate. They were dressed up with looks of pride on their faces and he wasn’t even graduating. Thaddeus McAllister, the family disappointment once again.

“Thaddeus….you must not be late. Be on your way. Go on.” Her voice cut through his thoughts and brought his focus back to the hallway where they stood.

As his mother shooed him away, Thad turned to Thia and pulled her in for one last hug. Only it wasn’t a simple quick hug of goodbye for now. It was a crushing emotional hug of goodbye for good. “I’m sorry for everything Thia. Just..promise me you’ll be good?” His whisper was low, meant only for her.

His words were cryptic and strange and caused Thia to furrow her brows in confusion. He pulled her even tighter, choking out any protests that made their way to her lips. “I love you Ily..” he whispered before pulling away from her. The exchange lasted only a few seconds but he was left emotionally drained as he looked at his confused little sister.

“Cya later!” His enthusiasm was fake, but only Ilythia would recognize that as he turned away and walked down the hall.

Little did they know they would be heading to a graduation ceremony of which Thad was not a participant. They would sit for hours, eagerly, proudly waiting to see their son and brother graduate, only to be disappointed by him once again. But this was arguably the worst disappointment of his entire life and Thad knew he could never show his face to the noble McAllister’s ever again.

Instead he returned to his dorm where he pulled off his dress robes and hastily packed his trunk. He was destined to return to Hogwarts again in the fall, but there was nothing left to return to. What was the point anymore? His every move only proved his mother right. He was a disappointment and he would never amount to anything. It was only a matter of time before Thia agreed with her and he didn’t think he could stand to see that moment come.

In true Thad fashion, he dealt with that reality the only way he knew how: with the handle of vodka tucked in the bottom of his trunk. His things were packed and he had no graduation to attend after all. So he changed into a pair of ripped jeans his mother would never approve of and tucked the handle under his arm before heading out of his room. He didn’t exactly want to see his mother after she spent hours waiting for nothing. He could only imagine her rage and what she’d do if she was able to get her hands on him.

No, Thad wanted to drink to forget and that meant he couldn’t be found. There was no better place to hide than the Room of Requirement and Thad had no doubt it would provide all he needed to get wasted and forget, for just a few hours, what a complete disaster his life was.

#this is what happens when thad doesnt graduate #he ruins everything #also it gives everyone an understanding of his head space for this party #homeboy is going to be traaaashed #fhogself #oldabout2 #formerthad2

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