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Game Changer [1] | jjk x reader

Summary: game changer (n) - a newly introduced element or factor that changes an existing situation or activity in a significant way. it’s the little things that end up making the biggest difference. as you find out in your 6th year, amidst a heated rivalry with Gryffindor Seeker Jeon Jungkook. Pairing: jungkook x reader Words: 5.2k Genre: fluff, comedy, Hogwarts AU! Warnings: swearing, mention of pranks and sabotaged potions. Rating: NC-17 A/N: this is part of the @homeofbangtan collab! please check out all the stories - we have a bunch of incredibly talented writers over here. this beautiful banner is by @ttaetae as always, i’m late posting my story, so many apologies for that 😭. also, this is part 1 of 2. the second part will be posted at a later date.

“Why would giving someone a lock of your hair be considered romantic?”

Namjoon sighed, knowing that his beautifully hot plate of eggs and bacon was going to be ruined by whatever epiphany you had had.

“Well, the poets-”

“-so that they can plant your DNA at a crime scene and incriminate you?” You continued, casually cutting off your friend mid-sentence. “No, thank you. I-”

“What an excellent idea! Given anyone a lock of hair recently, y/l/n?”

Your skin prickled, immediately recognizing that annoying voice.

“Poor bastard must’ve run for the hills. I’d gladly relieve them of that lock of hair, though.”

You turned around, frowning at the cocky grin you knew would be lining his features.

“Go fuck yourself, Jeon.”

Jeon Jungkook, fellow sixth year, Gryffindor quidditch seeker, and the bane of your existence, had the gall to chuckle. “I do, actually. Every night.”

“You disgust me,” you muttered, wrinkling up your nose.

“I’m honored. But you aren’t being entirely truthful.” He tilted his head to one side, grinning at you. “Remember Christmas holidays last year? Whe-”

“I swear if you don’t shut that fucking mouth of yo-”

“What’s going on here? Y/n, isn’t it too early to be scratching someone’s eyes out?” Park Jimin, Slytherin’s seeker, and Jeon Jungkook’s mortal enemy, walked over to fan the flames. The only reason you were civil to him was because it seemed to irk Jungkook so much.

“No one invited snakes to this party.” Jungkook’s entire demeanor changed at the appearance of his Slytherin counterpart.

“Must’ve missed the part where you walking by our peaceful table, stinking up the place, was considered a party, Jeon” you sneered.

“You wouldn’t know a party if it came over and bit you in the arse.”

You rolled your eyes. “That doesn’t even make sense!”

“What do you expect from the poster boy of thinking with your broomstick?” Jimin chimed in.

“I’ll have you know my broomstick is way l-”

“Well, what do we have here? Breakfast and…?” The broad shoulders of Head Boy and Gryffindor captain, Kim Seokjin, came into view. You weren’t sure if this was a good thing because there was a good chance he would side with his house mate.

“It’s nothing, Seokjin,” you said, leveling Jungkook with a warning stare. “Your beloved seeker was just lost on the way to the Gryffindor table.”

Seokjin surveyed the beginnings of a train wreck and, thankfully, decided to opt for the path of lesser evil. “That’s unfortunate. Should we get going, JK? Team meeting in 5, remember?” Perhaps being made Head Boy had made him a little more reasonable.

“Better get going, then,” Jimin said with a smirk. “But no amount of team meetings is gonna break your losing streak against us.”

“Say that again!” Jungkook nearly lunged at Jimin.

“Okay, calm down! Let’s all play nice.” Seokjin managed to restrain Jungkook. But only just. “We can’t beat them fair and square if any of their players are injured, can we?”

Jungkook shook off Seokjin’s hand. “You’re gonna have your arse handed to you, Park.”

“Well, this was fun. But it’s time we got going. Park.” Seokjin acknowledged the younger boy with a slight nod.

“Kim.” Jimin’s reply did not contain a single ounce of amiability.

Seokjin looked at Jungkook, waiting for him to show some sign of a white flag. When his team’s most headstrong player remained firmly in place, he dug his elbow into his ribs. Hard.

“Park,” Jungkook managed to grind out. “Y/l/n.”

Your eye twitched slightly. “Jeon.”

“Wonderful! How are the eggs today, Namjoon?” Seokjin asked, steering Jungkook away.

“Cold.”

One of your favorite parts of the week is Advanced Arithmancy class. It involves a lot of numbers, which means you spend most of your time immersed in the class and less worried about other pressing things like thinking of a prospective career. More importantly, it is the only class devoid of a certain dark haired Gryffindor seeker.

Your professor is even more imposing now that you are part of the NEWT level class, and you are happy to report that the entire class passes by with no thoughts other than the Arithmancy chart in front of you. Numbers. Information. Predictive capability. All of this makes sense to you. Not once do you think about dark hair, dark eyes, or thick thighs.

After class is another business altogether.

After class, you run headlong into said dark hair, dark eyes, and thick thighs.

“How’re you gonna catch the Snitch with reflexes like that, y/l/n?” Jungkook titled his head to one side, surveying you innocently. “You can’t even avoid running into me when I’ve been walking in your direction for the last 3 minutes.”

You narrowed your eyes. “I don’t have time to deal with you right now, tight arse.”

You attempted to push past him but a simple step to the right meant that he was blocking your way once again.

“What?” you snapped, adjusting the strap of your book bag. “Don’t you have a disenchanted Bludger to lift or something?”

“Wh-what?!” he spluttered, struggling to hide his shock. “What d-do you mean?”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t play dumb, Jeon. You and a bunch of the guys use disenchanted Bludgers to do weight training. It isn’t some sort of big secret.”

You almost wanted to laugh at how appalled he looked.

“Well if you know, then that means everyone else must know as well! Damn it!” Jungkook ran his hands through his hair frustratedly, messing up his windswept waves even further.

“I can’t speak for everyone else,” you said, narrowing your eyes at him. “And, frankly, I don’t even know who ‘everyone else’ includes.”

Jungkook stared at you with that annoying deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m saying, Jeon”- you took a couple of steps towards him - “that it seems to me that you’re implying that I’m a gossip. And I don’t appreciate that.”

“So…” he paused, gazing at your inquiringly.

“What is it now?” you snapped, tired of his long pauses.

“You know about the Bludger training, but you didn’t tell anyone else about it?”

“No?” You were confused. “Why the hell is this even relevant?”

He didn’t say anything, electing to annoyingly tilt his head to one side again. The stupid sparkle was back in his eyes and you fought the urge to slap the smirk off his face.

“Anything else?” you asked. The smile you were attempting was probably more creepy than amicable, but you didn’t care at this point.

He shook his head, and you took this as a sign to leave the frustrating conversation. Throwing one last look his way, you walked off towards your next class. You were nearly out of earshot when he yelled after you.

“How’d you know my arse was tight?”

The first month of classes rushed by in a blur of assignments, lectures, prefect rounds, and two near explosions involving Park and Jeon. October rolled in with a gust of cool hair, and the promise of 6 weeks of brutal quidditch practice. The first match of the season was approaching, and that meant that the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin had heightened considerably. Hallways were dangerous - a stray Hufflepuff second year getting hit with a Strawberry Vomit hex while running to reach their next class. Meals at the Great Hall were turning into a series of mini warzones. But perhaps the worst hit were Potions classes.

Rumors of broken ingredient shelves, ponytails on fire, and purple-skinned casualties filled the common rooms as students from each year readied themselves for a war in the dungeons. Despite not being from either of the warring houses, you were wary of any sudden movements or suspicious activities around you. You were still Ravenclaw’s seeker, and hindering your performance in any match would ultimately benefit the rival teams even if they weren’t playing you in the next match.

During one particularly uneventful Potions lesson, your eyes happened to chance upon a curious incident unfolding.

One of the Slytherin’s seated a couple of rows to your left, had his wand pointed at something in front of him, the deliberate movements indicative of a spell being cast.

You hastened to stop him from sabotaging someone’s potion, until you recognized who the targeted cauldron belonged to. You’d recognize that head of dark hair anywhere - the razor sharp edges and gelled strands were unmistakable, now that you thought about it.

With a final flick of the saboteur’s wand, some unknown spell had successfully been cast on Jeon Jungkook’s potion.

The unsuspecting Gryffindor had been leaning across and chatting with one of his teammates, only realising that something was wrong when his pearly white potion started bubbling a viscous, angry brown.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Jungkook cursed, scanning through the instructions to figure out where he had gone wrong.

Spirals of steam were now rising from the potion, and Jungkook’s hair had started to droop. A weird feeling settled in the pit of your stomach as you watched him frantically try to figure out what had gone wrong. It was a mix between satisfaction and nausea, and if you allowed yourself to be completely honest, there was a smidgen of guilt hidden somewhere as well.

All of that evaporated as soon as you noticed his partner reach over and tap her wand on the troublesome cauldron, successfully neutralizing the disaster that would have resulted otherwise. You knew her - sort of. She was a Hufflepuff whom you had never really interacted with. And as someone you had never really interacted with, logically, there shouldn’t be any reason for the surge of annoyance you felt as you watched her say something to Jungkook, eliciting a whole-hearted laugh from him

The bell rang soon after, and it was hard to tell who looked more pissed off - the Slytherin who had failed to tamper with the Gryffindor Golden Boy’s potion; or you.

The first practice of the season was always one of the worst. But the ones closer to the actual match were, in your opinion, a true representation of hell. This was the last practice your team would be getting before the Gryffindor-Slytherin match on Saturday. The pitch had been booked by either team for the entirety of Thursday and Friday. While usually, block booking an entire day was not allowed during the quidditch season, the new quidditch coach had decided that this tactic merely demonstrated a team’s passion for the sport.

This had left your captain extremely irate, ordering a high intensity set of drills, and rerunning plays at least half a dozen times.

“Y/l/n! How the hell are you going to catch the Snitch before Diaz?! That last turn was unbelievably sloppy!”

You pulled your broom to a halt midair and turned around to face your captain. Jacob Trent was a burly seventh year, known for his brusque leadership style and impeccable goalkeeping.

“You need to get your head out of your arse, Trent. That turn was fine, and Diaz is a first time Seeker! She-”

“Don’t talk to me like that!” Trent yelled, causing practice to stop abruptly. “I’m your captain!”

You clenched your jaw. “I’m sorry.” This seemed to appease him slightly. “With all due respect, you need to get your head out of your arse, captain.”

Trent looked like he was about to pop an aneurysm.

“Like I said, Diaz is an inexperienced third year, playing her first match against a Ravenclaw team consisting of seasoned players.” The entire team was listening to what you were saying. “You’ve been running us ragged with these practices, and I think that’s just gonna harm us in the long run.”

Trent crossed his arms over his chest, frown deepening in his forehead. “You think practice is a waste of time, y/l/n?”

“No, I think practicing like this is detrimental to the team. Look at Song, for example” - you pointed at the petite fifth year, who looked extremely alarmed to be singled out like that - “she’s been having trouble throwing the Quaffle today because she injured her elbow during practice yesterday.”

Song quickly pulled the sleeves of her quidditch robes down.

“And Basu, over there, nearly keeled over into his potion three times during yesterday’s class.” Your curly haired classmate flushed in embarrassment at being called out like that.

“My point is,” you continued, turning back towards Trent. “Everyone needs time to recuperate after training. And they’re not getting that chance because each subsequent practice is more brutal than the previous one.”

There was silence for a few moments as the players exchanged looks, trying to gauge the captain’s reaction.

“I see,” Trent answered, after a long pause. “I understand that the team should not be pushed beyond reasonable limits. So for next week’s practice leading up to the match against Hufflepuff, we will be doing 2 hour intensity training sessions every alternate day, and 3 hour practices of plays and drills on the other days.”

A few sighs of relief could be heard from the team. You allowed yourself a small smile.

“And as the person who pointed this out to me” - Trent continued, flying down to the grassy pitch - “Y/l/n will be cleaning our kits without magic, and then spend the day rearranging the quidditch lockers after the Gryffindor-Slytherin match on Saturday.”

“WHAT?!”

Cleaning an entire teams’ kits was bad enough, but handling the locker room after the first match of the season was a special brand of torture reserved for the absolute worst offenses, rarely doled out to senior players.

“But-”

“Good practice, everyone!” Trent yelled out, completely ignoring you. “I expect to see each of you at the match tomorrow. Now get some rest!”

It was about half past seven when everyone had finished showering and was headed back to the castle for dinner. You had managed to get through Song and Martinez’ kits in that time, but that wasn’t much of an achievement because both of them usually cleaned their kits themselves after every practice.

“Thanks for taking one for the team, y/l/n,” said Basu, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “The new schedule is going to be so much more effective.”

Song patted you on the back sympathetically. “Should I save some food for you?”

“No, I’ll be fine. Thanks for the offer, though!”

You would seriously regret this statement as you trudged back to the castle almost three hours later. Cleaning kits without the use of magic was a gruelling task, but the fact that some people (Jeremy Evans, that little bastard!) hadn’t used a single ounce of cleaning magic on their kits for, what you assumed must be, seventeen months, made your job even worse. Now you were grimy, sweaty, extremely hungry, and uncomfortably sore from the practice earlier.

Being a prefect had its perks; you knew which hallways to avoid at what times. And if anyone caught you, you could always say that you had been given extra patrol duty. You were pretty certain Seokjin would go along with a tiny exaggeration like that - and if he didn’t, you’d be sure to bring up the fiasco after last year’s Halloween feast.

Your stomach growled, bringing your attention to the fact that it was nearly 11 at night and you had no way of getting any food.

This day could not get any worse.

“What’s this? Y/n wandering the halls after curfew? Looks like you’re really trying to get some points docked.”

Apparently, it could get worse.

“What are you doing here, Jeon?” You crossed your arms over your chest, an instinctive reaction whenever you spoke to him.

Jungkook smirked, digging his hands into his pocket. His tie was loosely knotted, and the ink stains on his rolled up sleeves indicated that he had probably been working on one of the homework assignments due next week.

“I am on patrol duty tonight. So don’t even try that tactic where you claim to be out past curfew because you were assigned extra patrol. I’m way tighter with the Head Boy than you’ll ever be.”

“Fine! You caught me, okay? I have no exc-” Your stomach took this moment to growl loudly.

Jungkook bit back a laugh. “I guess you missed dinner, huh?”

You didn’t respond, extremely annoyed by the direction this conversation had taken.

“Well, I could help you out with some sustenance, if you want,” he continued, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“I’d rather starve than accept help from you,” you muttered, preparing to storm off in the direction of the Ravenclaw tower.

“Oh come on! Work with me here, y/n! I promise you won’t regret it.” Jungkook was whining at this point, and for some reason you found that equally hilarious and endearing.

You weighed your options - going to bed hungry and waking up extremely disgruntled, or braving a random journey with your arch enemy to some unknown location?

“There’ll be butter croissants and cheese danishes,” he continued, leaning in conspiratorially.

Although, would it be accurate to call Jeon Jungkook your arch enemy after last Christmas?

“Aren’t you glad you trusted me?” Jungkook bit into a raspberry cheese danish, looking in front of him contentedly.

The two of you were sitting at the Astronomy Tower, munching on a surprisingly varied assortment of flaky pastries.

“I’m still not completely sure that you haven’t poisoned this somehow.”

He snorted, reaching over across you to grab another pastry. He smelt of apples and cherries, and you wondered if he had changed his cologne recently.

“Seokjin would kill me if I did anything to these,” he continued, completely unaware of the thoughts flitting through your head. “This is his secret stash of midnight treats. I’m already taking a huge risk by bringing you here, y/n. I don’t think you quite understand the gravity of the situation.”

It was your turn to snort. You knew Seokjin wouldn’t mind you snagging a couple of danishes from his stash. But you also knew how he and Jungkook loved to be dramatic about the most ridiculously insignificant things. Sometimes you wondered why you and the Gryffindor boy next to you weren’t friends. He was friends with Seokjin and Namjoon - both of whom you were pretty close to. He didn’t go around hexing people in hallways. And most importantly, he always smelled nice.

But then your mind would take you back to that horrific day during your second month at Hogwarts where you, an unsuspecting 12 year old, had been brutally attacked by Jeon Jungkook’s subpar Transfiguration skills. Your eyebrows had disappeared for about 48 hours, and your hair had turned a disgustingly tacky shade of green. Your young soul had never known anger such as that day. And Jeon Jungkook had been forever deemed arch enemy number 1.

“Ugh I’m so full.” Jungkook stretched tiredly.

What you didn’t know was that Jungkook had been aiming at Park Jimin’s freshly cut blonde hair - hoping to turn it the exact shade of Gryffindor red, but due to his poor control over his own magic, had ended up hitting you instead. His apology had been drowned in a burst of nervousness, coupled with the murderous look in your eyes. Things had escalated soon after, as you openly showed your hatred towards him, and he had quickly grown more and more hostile with each interaction.

The quidditch rivalry had just been the icing on the cake - the competition growing more heated every year as the trash talk got worse. The score was tied at 2 Snitches apiece - you had caught it during second and third year, while Jungkook had caught it the next two years. And the fact that the Gryffindor-Ravenclaw match was the last one of the season, meant that the stakes were always so much higher.

“Maybe it’s because you just scarfed down 5 danishes in 10 minutes,” you said, brushing the crumbs off your shirt.

He scoffed in response. “Please, 8 danishes in 8 minutes is my personal record.”

You were woken up by a harsh ray of sunlight falling directly on your face. Which was odd because your bed was the farthest away from the window in the dorm. And what was even more strange was that your pillow felt harder than usual and smelt… very different.

Kind of like…

“JEON JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK?!”

The raven haired boy jolted awake, successfully causing his chin to bump into your head. The previous peaceful position, where you had fallen asleep with your head on his chest, had been altered drastically as you realised just how bad this would look if someone were to come across the two of you.

“Ow! Why is your head so thick, y/n?!” Jungkook groaned, rubbing his chin gingerly.

“Shut up!” you snapped, still thrown off by the entire situation and how you had just seen Jungkook with bed hair. “We will never speak of this again! Understand?”

His eyes hardened, despite the sleep coating them. “Christmas 2.0, huh?”

You didn’t bother to reply, rushing down the stairs in the hope that you’d make it back to your dorm before someone found out that you hadn’t spent the night there. As luck would have it, you bumped into not one, but three different people on the way back.

The first was Park Jimin - the older boy fixing you with a hard look as he noted the state of your clothes. But before he could say anything that would start off the rumor mill, you had bounded off, leaving nothing but a confused Slytherin in your wake.

The second person was much harder to shake. Seokjin was a true morning person, sending you a bright smile as he noticed you running from the other end of the corridor.

“Y/n! You’re up early today, aren’t you?”

He would definitely spot the stray crumbs of pastry you had snuck out of his stash. This would lead to follow up questions you had no desire in answering, so you literally swerved out of his way, throwing a hasty “gotta use the loo!” his way to avoid any possibility of the conversation continuing.

The second disaster had been averted, but you could only push your luck so far. Because your entrance into the Ravenclaw tower was greeted by the mildly inquisitive gaze of a sleep deprived Namjoon.

One look at you and he knew that you were hiding something.

“You spent the night outside the tower?” he asked, quietly. “Should I be worried?”

You shook your head. “No, it’s nothing. I’ll explain later. I have to hand in my Arithmancy homework before breakfast so I can’t really stop and chat right now, Joon.”

Namjoon dropped the subject after that, but you knew that he would eventually bring it up again at some point. You were glad that he was looking out for you, but it was just too embarrassing to have to explain how you had ended up falling asleep with Jungkook at the Astronomy Tower, known for the most hasty hookups in the history of Hogwarts.

Thankfully, you didn’t have much time to dwell on this matter over the next couple of days. Assignments kept you busy, and Jungkook made himself scarce. It wasn’t until the morning of the first match that you came face to face with him. The excitement on his face disappeared as soon as he made eye contact with you, his mouth dipping down into a frown as he waited for you to say something.

“Er, good luck today,” you managed to eke out, cringing at yourself.

He nodded his head before walking over to where his team was sitting, face breaking into a smile as Seokjin clapped him on the back.

It was going to be a good match. The entire school was pumped up - anticipating a real nail-biter after the weeks of hostility and build up. Both teams were strong but you’d give Gryffindor a slight advantage due to the strength of their defense. Seokjin’s broad shoulders packed a massive punch every time he swung his Beater’s bat, and the fifth year Keeper had proven to be an exceptional find during the previous season.

You made your way into the stands, not really wanting to sit with anyone. You liked to focus during other team games - it allowed you to assess their strengths and weaknesses, and maybe even try a hand at figuring out their plays. Sitting with your friends always ended up distracting you from that mission.

The Slytherin team flew out, loud boos echoing through the air as the green and silver robes fluttered in the light breeze. Almost the entirety of their team consisted of seventh years, making them a big threat but also ensuring that a huge gap would need to be filled the following year. It just hadn’t been future-focused team building by the last two captains. Young Slytherin talent had not been uncovered at the correct time.

And this ultimately showed in the game’s final score. Even though Jimin had managed to catch the Snitch with a brilliant last minute manoeuvre, Slytherin lost because of their poor goal scoring. The weaknesses in their team had never been addressed, and now they were on the verge of graduating.

Neither team looked particularly friendly as they shook hands at the end of the match. Jungkook had fixed Jimin with such a caustic glare that Seokjin had run over to steer his seeker away from any potential post-match scuffles.

Just as the team started walking towards the lockers, your eyes locked with Jungkook’s for a brief moment and you were startled by the emotions swirling around inside them. You couldn’t help but wonder what was going on inside his head - your thoughts continually drifting back to his stormy eyes as you organized the lockers after the match.

The morning of the Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff match dawned bright and sunny. Even though this was your fifth year playing for your house, the nerves never really went away. You nibbled on a piece of toast at breakfast, sighing in relief as Trent called for the team to assemble at the locker. Namjoon gave you a quick thumbs up before you left the table - he was always so good at calming you down while doing the bare minimum.

“Good luck, y/n!” Seokjin yelled out, waving enthusiastically from the Gryffindor table. Next to him, Jungkook didn’t even look up from his plate of bacon, jaw clenching as he chewed the deep fried meat determinedly. It was weird seeing him ignore you like this. You were so used to endless arguments, fights, and disagreements, that this felt like an unpleasant feeling at the pit of your stomach.

“Alright, team! We’ve been preparing for this match for weeks. You know every single play inside out and when to use what. Stay sharp and focused, and don’t get too cocky. Hufflepuff aren’t pushovers by a long shot.”

Trent’s pep talks were always sort of brusque, but they did the job because he lived by the words he spoke.

“Let’s go!”

Flying into the air alongside the crowd’s cheers was a high you never got tired of. Every fibre of your being felt like it had been injected with new life. All the nerves washed away as you registered the magnificence of the quidditch pitch, and the game that you loved so much.

“Welcome to the second game of the season!” The commentator’s voice boomed through the air. “After a sizzling start last week, we have another great match to look forward to today! First up, the Hufflepuff tea-”

You took a deep breath. It was almost time. The entire Hufflepuff team had been introduced.

“And now the Ravenclaws! Led by Captain and Keeper, Jacob Trent. Chasers Song, Basu, and Evans, Beaters Martinez and Roy, and Seeker Y/l/n!”

The crowd erupted in cheers, and you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your features. This was truly one of the greatest feelings ever.

The whistle blew sharply, as the Snitch was released into the air. All fourteen players sprung into action, getting into formation as a young Hufflepuff chaser grabbed the Quaffle.

“McAllister has the Quaffle! She’s going strong - dodges Song - dodges Evans - she’s nearing the goal and - OH! Blocked by an incredible Bludger from Roy! Song has the Quaffle now - she was Hogwarts’ leading scorer last year-”

You tuned out the commentary, scanning the pitch carefully for that elusive speck of fluttering gold. The sun was a pain to deal with while flying but it made the Snitch just a tiny bit easier to spot. At the proper angle, the tiny golden ball would reflect the sun’s rays enough for you to get a good idea of its location.

“Evans scores again! Ravenclaw are up 90 points to 30! Hufflepuff are back in possession now-”

Just then you spotted Diaz bolt off in the direction of the Ravenclaw stands.

“Looks like Diaz has spotted the Snitch! What a promising start to her first match!”

You accelerated after her. The match had been going on barely 10 minutes and this rookie player had already spotted the Snitch. There was no way you were going to lose.

‘Oohs’ and ‘aahs’ filled the air as you and Diaz zoomed through the air, rushing to get your hand on the tiny golden ball first. The Snitch was floating very close to the ground, meaning that a dive would be extremely dangerous. Diaz pushed forward with another burst of speed, hurtling towards the ground at the base of the Ravenclaw stands.

You assessed the situation - the Snitch was flighty and the dive was going to be too tight to isolate it quickly enough. There was no way it wouldn’t flutter off as soon as either of you tried to get closer.

And sure enough, the speck of gold suddenly disappeared as Diaz tried to straighten her low dive at the last minute, losing balance and crashing into the ground.

The game continued, with Song and Basu scoring three more times each to give your team a sizable lead over Hufflepuff. Diaz had been disheartened by the close call, hovering close to the Hufflepuff hoops uncertainly, eyes not really searching for the Snitch.

This was your chance. You needed to close the game now. Catching the Snitch with this score difference would give Ravenclaw a decent advantage in the overall running for the Quidditch Cup.

“Y/l/n has spotted the Snitch! She’s racing off towards the Ravenclaw hoops - dodges a hefty Bludger from Lee - Diaz is hot on her tail - looks like the Snitch might pull another last minu- OH MY GOD Y/L/N HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! RAVENCLAW WIN 300-90!”

You clasped the tiny golden ball in your hand as your teammates rushed over to congratulate you. The crowd cheered loudly as the Hufflepuff team flew down to shake hands. It was a good, clean game, and you couldn’t have hoped for a better result.

Why, then, did you feel so empty and nauseous?

You knew why. As much as you tried to deny it. You knew it as your eyes connected with Jungkook’s - your stomach sinking as you registered the frown on his face, and the unfathomable look in his eyes.

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“Jimin… psst-- Jimin, wake up--”

“Wake up, motherfucker!” Jimin’s eyes fly open right before he’s shutting them again, unable to cover his face in time to block the throw pillow that’s being launched at him. It falls to his lap when he sits up, and Jungkook chuckles in the doorway.

“Y/n’s been in here for fifteen minutes, trying to be nice and soft about waking you up, but you sleep like the dead. We’re gonna miss our ride at this rate.” Jimin blinks the sleep from his eyes as he focuses in on the girl that’s kneeling next to him on the bed. She’s nodding along as Jungkook speaks, and even in his half-awake state, Jimin finds her insufferably cute. He also notices that she’s fully dressed and seemingly ready to leave, her backpack by the door.

“What time is it?” His voice is groggy, but the yell he lets out when Hoseok appears suddenly at the door, disheveled and angry, is crystal clear. It looks like the Slytherin’s also just woken up, which is bad news for someone who’s yet to see Hoseok’s infamous ‘morning temper’.

“It’s almost 4:30 in the fucking morning, that’s what time it is. Our ride gets here at 5 -- I’m leaving whether you’re ready or not.” He disappears then, dragging a fearful Jungkook with him back to their room to pack their bags. Y/n turns from the doorway, settling back on her heels as she chuckles awkwardly.

“He’s just really excited to see Yoongi…”

When a minivan fit for a soccer mom with 4 kids screeches to a halt in front of the house, Jimin has to rub at his eyes to make sure he’s seeing things correctly. At the wheel sits Jin, an alarming amount of excitement in his eyes as he chugs coffee from what’s less of a cup and more of a vase with a lid. In the passenger’s seat is Namjoon, clinging to his seatbelt for dear life, and behind him are Taehyung and Yoongi, the Slytherin scooting into the middle so Jungkook can pull the end seat down and squeeze into the back row.

He waves Y/n in, and she pulls a stunned Jimin into the back with them. When the end seat locks back into place, Hoseok is throwing himself into it, wrapping himself around Yoongi once the door is closed. His boyfriend smiles with contentment, and even half-asleep, Jimin can appreciate the quiet happiness they share.

Jin slams his concerningly large coffee cup, now empty, down into the middle console and lets out a roar of energy.

“Next stop, Quidditch World Cup!” Pressing down on the gas hard enough that Y/n actually feels the tires squeal against the pavement before starting to turn, Jin takes off, rounding the rest of the massive courtyard before flying back down the winding driveway. Her hand reaches for Jimin’s on instinct, and if she wasn’t squeezing so hard, he might have blushed.

“What’re the chances of us dying before we even get there?” Jimin chuckles at her question, cutting himself short when the car slides into traffic much too recklessly, so he just hums.

“Probably much higher than you want me to admit--”

“Hey, who has my road snacks? I’ve got such a hankering for one of those cinnamon roll thingies--” Jin reaches blindly back into the middle row, searching for the bag of food on Taehyung’s lap.

“Both hands on the wheel!” It seems the entire car’s in agreement, because Jin just returns to his previous position, a small whine leaving him.

“Alright, alright, you big babies. Namjoon -- feed me, buddy.” The Ravenclaw groans loudly, and for a moment Jimin can’t believe he’d missed all these idiots while he was away.

When Jin pulls into the campground for the World Cup, they’re all gasping as they take in the scene around them. The arena’s unbelievably massive, towering over them in the distance. The sea of people is endless, crowded beyond belief with spectators and traveling merchants preparing for tomorrow’s match. Following Yoongi’s directions until they manage to find the plot of land his parents had reserved for them, Jin pulls off into the treeline and puts the car in park.

The group stumbles from the vehicle, groaning and stretching, shaking off the anxiety of entrusting Jin with their lives for hours. It’s a little past 11am, enough time for them to set up before lunch. Y/n follows Jimin into the spacious area, admiring the excited chaos of the enormous campground around them. She can hear Jin mumbling a spell under his breath to shrink the car and put it in his pocket, followed almost immediately by Jungkook excitedly asking if he can 'do that with a house -- or Hogwarts!'

Jimin takes her hand, and for a second, she thinks that maybe he’s making a move on her, something that leaves her embarrassingly hopeful. But all he does is pull her close to him, pointing at Yoongi with his other hand. The Slytherin is pulling a tiny tent out of his own pocket and setting it on the ground in the middle of their plot of land. Y/n doesn’t even see Yoongi utter a spell before the tent is growing to full size, and she can only imagine that the inside has been bewitched to fit all 8 of them -- something else that Yoongi’s done without speaking.

“Nonverbal magic?” It slips out without her thinking, and Yoongi hears it, glancing at her and becoming visibly shy under her curious gaze. He nods, pointing back at Hoseok, whose attention is caught trying to convince Jungkook not to try shrinking himself with Jin’s spell.

“We both know it -- most Slytherins do, actually… should I call it a defense mechanism? We don’t like to let people know what we’re thinking.”

“It’s pretty fascinating, if you think about it.” It comes from Namjoon, where he and Tae are unpacking not too far away. “Even in class, Yoongi would always practice nonverbally -- he’d get in trouble for it, too.” The Slytherin shrugs as if performing nonverbal magic isn’t difficult for most people unless the caster is under incredible distress.

“What can I say? A habit’s a habit. I haven’t used verbal magic in years -- it’s just more comfortable this way.” He ducks into the tent then, poking his head out and waving them in once he’s checked the quality of his adjustments to their living space for the next couple days.

They all head inside, Y/n looking around in awe when she sees just how big it is. There’s a section of bunk beds on the far side of the room, and the rest is filled with endlessly cozy spaces -- couches and cushions, corners piled high with blankets and pillows. There’s a small kitchenette in the corner, which Jin makes a beeline for in order to 'preserve his perishables'. Jimin shakes his head at the scene, always amused by the depth of the Hufflepuff’s stomach.

Jungkook pulls Y/n to one of the couches, where they collapse on it in a sibling pile that Jimin’s gotten used to seeing over the last 24 hours. It doesn’t stop the rest of the group (sans Hoseok, of course) from gawking at the pair, everyone unused to seeing the dynamic that’s been essentially nonexistent at Hogwarts. They don’t even notice, Y/n looking up at Jungkook with emotional eyes.

“I can’t believe I have friends to share this with.” She doesn’t realize the group is listening, and they all feel simultaneously touched and saddened by her words. Jungkook only ruffles her hair fondly.

“Get used to it, kid -- things are looking up for us.” It’s then that Jungkook happens to glance up, catching Taehyung’s gaze and seeing glossy tears in the boy’s eyes. Looking around, he notes that everyone’s got a similar expression, and he wonders what they must think of Y/n -- of the girl they don’t know enough about to understand her sentiments. He also wonders why they seem so moved by her words.

The awkward moment’s cut short by Namjoon clearing his throat. He points toward Jin, who’s standing by the fridge.

“We have enough food in there to feed us for a week, but Jin said it’s all ‘snacks’, so it looks like we have to go buy lunch.” Everyone nods, accepting that Jin would probably bite them before letting them into the kitchenette, and they start heading back out into the campground.

By the time night’s fallen, they’re all exhausted and a bit giddy. It’s almost 10, the effects of waking up at 4am weighing down on the group as they sit together in front of their tent. Hoseok and Yoongi had set up a small fire for them to gather around, Jimin playing music quietly from the small speaker Tae had packed as they talk amongst themselves.

Namjoon leans against a decently sized pile of rocks, reading quietly with the light from the fire. Y/n suspects he’s not actually reading, having caught his smile every time someone had cracked a lame joke, but she doesn’t call him on it. He looks peaceful there, in his quiet corner. Yoongi and Hoseok sit together on one side of the fire, whispering to each other and smiling about things only they know. Jungkook, Tae, and Jin are huddled, having a small argument about some of the merchandise being sold by the traveling shops that are set up around the campground.

Y/n sits with Jimin, watching the group and jokingly judging Jimin’s music taste as he scrolls through his phone. They’re sitting awfully close together, and Jimin thinks in the back of his mind that they must look about as cozy as Yoongi and Hoseok do -- that thought brings him much more joy than it should.

Despite the endless chatter and liveliness of the campground, the night starts to wind down, the sky clouding over in a way that makes it seem darker than it already is. It’s a perfectly good time for everyone to head to bed, but the chaotic trio has apparently decided to escalate their quarrel, the three of them jumping up at the same time.

“We’re going to check out some stuff -- it’s important!” Jungkook calls out to the rest of the group right before disappearing into the crowd with Jin and Tae. Namjoon promptly shuts his book, standing with a groan and heading in the direction they’d just gone. He offers them a shrug as an explanation.

“Someone needs to keep an eye on them.” He’s gone soon, leaving Jimin and Y/n to make awkward eye contact with Hoseok and Yoongi. Y/n locks eyes with Hoseok, and Jimin gets the strange feeling, from the way Hoseok’s eyes widen and then narrow suspiciously, that they’re communicating telepathically. The Slytherin shakes his head subtly, and then again a little more forcefully, before sighing heavily and rising to his feet. Holding his hand out, he helps Yoongi -- who looks as confused as Jimin feels -- to his feet before pointing noncommittally in the same direction their friends had gone.

“Apparently, I’m hungry enough to go searching for a snack, even though we have snacks in the tent.” Yoongi smirks at the clear annoyance in Hoseok’s voice, tugging him toward the crowd.

“Come on -- let’s go find a tree to make out under.” Immediately, Hoseok’s gaze becomes one of mischievous excitement, and he practically skips after the shorter boy into the distance. Jimin makes a noise of disgust, mirrored by Y/n’s expression.

Jimin only properly registers that they’re alone when his phone automatically starts playing a slower song -- rather, he properly registers that Y/n had asked Hoseok to leave them alone. Turning to her suddenly as if for an explanation, he finds that she’s staring into the fire with the intensity of someone who’s very socially awkward. He can’t help the breath of laughter that leaves him, one that becomes real laughter when she glares at him.

“You look like you just realized the consequences of your actions.” Her jaw drops, and she pushes at his shoulder, affronted.

“Sue me for wanting to spend time alone with you!” Immediately, she’s hiding her face in her hands, groaning. She wonders if maybe -- if she wishes for it enough -- the ground will just open up around her and swallow her whole. Her ears feel like they’re being set on fire when she hears Jimin’s laughter ringing through the air, and she hates that she loves the sound anyway.

“When are you just going to admit that you’re in love with me, Y/n? I promise I won’t laugh.” She mumbles something into her hands, and it sounds suspiciously like ‘you’re already laughing’. Jimin tugs at her wrist, dragging her out from her hiding spot and forcing her to look at him.

“How about we make a deal?” Y/n sends him another glare, but it’s her pout that catches his attention and drives him to the brink of insanity. “We can say it together -- count to three and admit how crazy we are about each other at the same time.” Y/n rolls her eyes and snatches her wrist from his hold, turning back to the fire, which has basically died down completely by now.

“Stop messing around, you big dork.” Jimin holds his hand to his chest and gasps.

“I have never been so serious about something in my life as I am about this.” He keeps talking, a dramatic monologue about his integrity, but something triggers the alarm bells in the back of her head -- the same alarm bells that have kept her alive up to this point -- and she’s immediately distracted.

Glancing around, she finds that nothing’s changed in their surroundings -- families and groups of friends still celebrate the start of the World Cup, the chaos of thousands of people in one place never-ending. But there’s something in the air, something that sets her nerves on edge. Looking up, she realizes that it’s gotten exceptionally dark, the clouds concentrating into one dense curtain in the sky, removing any sign that the stars had been there in the first place.

“Jimin, wait… this doesn’t feel right.” Realizing, based on the pained expression that fills Jimin’s face when she interrupts his secretly heartfelt rant, that she’s said the wrong thing at the wrong time, Y/n shakes her head quickly, motioning out into the distance. “I’m talking about this -- something’s off.” She ignores Jimin’s lingering eyes on her when she stands from her spot on the ground, looking to the treeline and taking in their surroundings. He joins her when he gets a clear look at her face and sees how urgent her gaze is.

The breeze is gone, leaving her with the taste of stale smoke in her lungs, the air still foggy from the bonfire. It seems the sense of freedom had left with the boys, since all she can feel is an invisible weight coming down on her chest -- something coming for her.

And come it does, in Jimin’s frozen form and horrified gaze, staring straight over Y/n’s shoulder into the sky behind her. Whipping around, terrified about what she might find, she’s stepping backwards and colliding with Jimin’s chest before she can even register what she’s seeing. The clouds have darkened considerably and are moving of their own accord, twisting and turning as they take shape in the sky. Jimin begins to shake uncontrollably as the storm clouds become one, revealing the skull with the open jaw, a massive snake emerging from within and wrapping itself cleanly around the top.

“That’s-”

“Guys!”

“Jimin, Y/n-”

“We’re so fucked!” The rest of the group comes crashing into the space in panicked chaos, tearing through their campsite with thinly veiled terror. Taehyung and Namjoon make a beeline for their tent as the sounds of pained screams start to filter in, replacing the comfortable memories of the bonfire with something much darker. Yoongi stands near the fire pit, turning in circles and pulling at his hair desperately as he realizes where they are.

“This isn’t -- this tent, it’s in the middle of --” He stops, breathing hard, hands still buried in his hair as the thought finally hits. “My parents put us in the middle of Slytherin territory.”

Jin comes in behind everyone else, firing curses over his shoulder as he calls out to the group, scanning their faces and doing a mental headcount.

“We need to get out of here -- the muggleborns should go first.” He locks eyes with Namjoon as the older Ravenclaw exits the tent carrying a bag. Namjoon nods, grabbing hold of Taehyung’s wrist and moving toward Y/n, who hasn’t left Jimin’s side.

“I grabbed everything important, so let’s just go.” He reaches for Y/n’s arm, triggering Jimin’s protectiveness. Jimin pulls her closer on instinct, and Namjoon sighs as he releases Taehyung in order to grab both of them. “We need to go.” He addresses Y/n under his breath. “You’re not safe here, either.” They keep eye contact for just a moment, but it’s enough that Y/n is left with the feeling of ice in her blood even after Namjoon’s turned back to the group.

How much… does he know?

Before she can question Jimin about Namjoon’s suspicious behavior, Jimin’s tugging her toward his friends as they move toward the edge of the forest. Pulling back and forcing Jimin to a stop, Y/n points at Jungkook, who has now flanked Jin and is defending one part of their campsite from the oncoming hoard of Slytherins.

“I’m not leaving without him.” The conflicted look that crosses Jimin’s face tears at Y/n’s heart, but she stands her ground, motioning back toward Jungkook. “I have to stay-”

“What? No, you have to go!” The call comes from behind her, and it’s only a matter of moments before Jungkook is by her side, shoving her into Jimin’s arms. “Take her with you! Don’t you ever let her out of your sight-”

“Jungkook, watch out-”

Taehyung yells out to him, just a moment too late. Y/n watches in horror as a red light appears just over Jungkook’s shoulder. It grows bigger and bigger as it flies toward them, accompanied by the disgusted shriek of “Blood Traitor!”, and all she can do is hug Jungkook to her as she waits for the curse to strike him in between his shoulder blades.

Pulling him close, she barely manages to catch the flash of silver that appears, encompassing them as another body slides into view and blocks out everything else. The shield charm is cast wordlessly and so powerfully that it knocks the Slytherin who’d attacked them clean off his feet. Thrown back at least ten feet, he’s left bewildered and sore.

Hoseok stands between Jungkook and the army of Slytherins, breathing heavily as the shield dissipates around them. He holds his head high as he stares down the group, resigning himself to the fact that, after years of hiding his true self from his housemates, his loyalties have been clearly defined in that moment.

The silence that follows is only broken by the soft fwip of a wand being slipped out of a pocket, and it’s as Hoseok is whipping his head around that another red light appears, its caster completely silent. The curse burns through the air, almost as if in slow motion, cutting through the space right under Hoseok’s ear with the sharp precision of a skilled marksman and meeting its target on the other side, searing the ends of Hoseok’s hair as it goes. The Slytherin who’d been poised to attack from the treeline is hurled backwards, disappearing into the forest as everyone watches him go, Yoongi’s wand still trained on the spot where he’d stood.

The cold fury that fills Yoongi’s eyes is replaced with concern as he lowers his wand and rushes to Hoseok’s side, giving him a once over before turning to face the growing crowd of Death Eaters in-training, aligning his loyalties just the same as Hoseok had. Y/n allows herself the small smile that arises when she sees the gaze that Hoseok casts upon Yoongi, filled with the kind of love she could only hope to have in her own life. The moment doesn’t last long.

The group of friends, realizing almost simultaneously that they’re being surrounded, forms a huddle facing outward, wands steady as they prepare for the attack.

“If we make it out of this shit alive, I’m going to throw the biggest fit of my life when I get home.” The mention of the Dark Lord’s most loyal Min family sets off the first wave of curses, their traitorous son the target.

One by one, the group takes down their attackers, tiring out but never giving up. Minimal injuries are sustained on their end, their will to survive too strong to forgive even the slightest mistake. Jimin keeps one hand on Y/n at all times, unwilling to lose track of her for even a moment, as if she’s not been stuck to his side all night.

Curses rain down on them from all sides, the Dark Mark in the sky peeking through the shower of red lights as they fight for their lives. Jimin feels Y/n stagger beside him, but she seems to be unharmed when he looks her over. Glancing in alarm at the moon, barely visible amongst all the smoke and mayhem, Jimin curses under his breath as he remembers the date -- and more importantly, that she hadn’t yet taken her dose for the night. He pours all his energy into his attacks from that moment on, everything suddenly becoming much more urgent.

Time passes so slowly that none of them are quite sure how long they’ve been there, fighting in a war they’d never asked for. Just when Y/n thinks they might be losing -- that they might be forced to pledge allegiance to the Dark Lord, or even killed where they stand -- there’s a loud pop and a gush of wind passes over all of them.

From within their circle comes the angered cry of Sirius Black, who manages to deflect a rather mean curse headed straight for Jin’s chest. He’s followed by James and Remus, the three of them throwing themselves into the mix so carelessly that it catches the Slytherins by surprise. James takes advantage of the delay, surging out of the circle toward the largest density of Slytherins and pointing his wand at the ground closest to them.

“Confringo!” The earth beneath their feet shudders under James’ command, collapsing in on itself before exploding outward, sending no less than 10 people flying through the air and creating a chaos too intense for the rest to handle. The world around them becomes fuzzy and confusing, and Y/n feels nothing except the hands that pull at her and urge her forward into the forest.

They all manage to stumble far enough away from the mess to gather their bearings, but the shouts of their enemies are not far off. As soon as they confirm that they’re all alive and relatively unscathed, Remus takes Y/n by the elbow and pulls her gently to him. Jimin is reluctant to let her go.

“I need to talk to you -- we have to go somewhere safe.” Sirius is collecting the rest of the group and giving them the location of a safe place to meet, a small cottage in the countryside where he and Remus had been living.

“You guys head there first, we’ll meet you.” He hands the keys to Jungkook, who nods in understanding as he sees that Remus has no intention to rejoin the group. Jimin starts to reach for Y/n, unhappy with their separation, but Hoseok speaks up from the back. He’s being half-carried by Yoongi, his leg having suffered a bit of damage from James’ blasting curse, but not so much that he couldn’t walk. Y/n bites back a smirk, suspecting that Hoseok had just been looking for an excuse to need Yoongi, who is absolute garbage at hiding how pleased he is.

“Make sure you come back soon. I trust you guys, and I know you need to talk in private, but I don’t like not having Y/n close in times like this.” Remus nods, acknowledging Jungkook as well, before leading Y/n away. The boys start to apparate away, James helping Hoseok and Yoongi get to the house safely before returning to join his friends. Remus has led Y/n a safe enough distance away that the Slytherins would have a hard time finding them and is explaining the gravity of the situation to her.

“-- to infiltrate a pack of werewolves living in the mountains. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, Y/n.” Y/n examines Remus’ face, noting the new scars and the exhaustion that lies heavy in his eyes. He looks nothing like the bright school boy from just a few months ago, and she knows he’s seen unimaginable things in the short time that he’s been working under Dumbledore. They all look drained and, frankly, terrified. The lives they’d been promised from a young age were fading away into this dreary nothingness, this thankless job where nothing is more uncertain than the future.

“You’ll be careful, won’t you? Just tell me you’ll be careful -- all of you.” Remus looks taken aback by her words, and Sirius can’t suppress the soft chuckle that escapes him, amazed at this girl standing before him, not nearly as reserved as they’d all thought her to be.

“Of course we’ll be careful, love. Don’t you trust us?” Y/n shakes her head, smiling despite her scoff.

“Trust you guys? I didn’t realize you were an aspiring comedian, Sirius.” They laugh openly now, thankful for even just this moment of reprieve from the hell they live in. Remus leans over, patting her adoringly on her head, as if they weren’t damn near the same age.

“Good, that’s good. Don’t trust anyone, Y/n, you hear me? Don’t trust anyone you wouldn’t die for. Can you do that for me?” Y/n nods, the picture of those boys in that cottage in the countryside coming to mind so easily.

“I know who my people are. There’s no one else besides them -- and you guys. So try your best not to get yourselves killed?” James salutes her once as Sirius nods. Remus moves to agree, but the sound of leaves crunching not too far away triggers an immediate response in him. Lunging forward and taking her into his arms, he throws Y/n over his shoulder and takes off running, knowing better than anyone else what it would mean if she were caught. Y/n watches with horror as two Death Eaters appear out of what looks like thin air, sending James and Sirius into action. She can do nothing but watch as they deflect curses while maintaining their ground.

Remus sets her down a long distance away, trying to warn her again, but her attention is on the action they’d just managed to escape. She tries to push past him to go help James and Sirius, but he grabs her by the shoulders quickly and forces her to look at him, shaking her roughly in the process.

“Listen to me, Y/n- listen to me!” She meets his eyes, alarmed by the frustration in his voice. “The public knows. They know now just to what extent the werewolf population is siding with Voldemort. Everything before this summer was just speculation -- of course the evil magical beasts should side with the Dark Lord, right? Well, the Minister of Magic just released a statement this morning. Everyone knows now. And it won’t matter how much we cry and beg and plead for our lives -- if they catch us, we’re dead. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Y/n can do no more than stare into Remus’ eyes, wishing this all away -- wishing that they could just be back in school, a bunch of kids with no worries about the war. But the longer she stares into his eyes, the longer she realizes that they don’t just have to worry about the war now. They’re part of it. Two werewolves with way too many people keeping their secret. James, Sirius, Peter, Jungkook, Hoseok, and now Jimin? And --

Does Namjoon know, too? Just who the hell else has to be put into danger because of what I am?

Y/n steps through the front gate of the cottage, having been dropped off by Remus -- she’s not of age yet to apparate alone -- before he disappeared again, presumably to help his friends escape. She’s barely within ten feet of the front door when it’s flying open, Jimin appearing before her with wild eyes. He rushes at her, taking her into his arms with a desperation he didn’t even know he felt. She pats at his back, unsure of what to say, still dazed from everything Remus had told her.

“I was only gone a few minutes…” Jimin pulls back, looking at her as if she’s insane.

“I don’t care. Those were the worst few minutes of my life. I hated not knowing if you were okay.” He looks her over, patting at her arms gently. “You are okay, right?” When she nods he sighs before glancing around them urgently as if realizing they’re out in the open. He tugs her inside, shutting the door tightly behind them. He’s about to motion her down the hallway into the living room, where the rest of their friends are regrouping, but she stops him. The look she gives him is suspicious, and he’s unsure why.

“Jimin, you told me you would never breathe a word of what I am to anyone…” He looks at her with alarm, shaking his head.

“I didn’t tell anyone anything -- why? What happened?” She examines him for a moment, seeing that Jimin’s as confused as she is. She proceeds with caution, realizing that if Jimin really hadn’t said anything, then this conversation is about to be very uncomfortable.

“I think… Namjoon might know something…” Jimin feels like he can’t breathe then, the air stopping short in his chest as his heart drops out from under him. He swears without thinking, the word slipping out as he processes what she’s saying.

“Fuck… shit… fuck…” Y/n squints at him, unsure of where his mind’s just gone. Jimin squeezes his eyes shut, another swear falling from his lips as guilt overcomes him. He opens his mouth to explain, but he can’t bring himself to look her in the eyes.

“Before I figured out… everything, I would talk to Joon about things that confused me… about you.” He opens his eyes just enough to glance at her before looking away, but he’s surprised that she isn’t fuming with anger. She’s only thinking carefully about his words.

“So, he probably put it together on his own.” She comes to the conclusion as she ponders, offering the reason for Namjoon’s comment to her earlier. Jimin lurches forward, taking her hand in both of his, eyes pleading.

“I swear to you, Y/n, I didn’t say a word of this to him after I figured it out. I completely dropped it, and when he asked me why, I just told him I was respecting your privacy by minding my own business -- I promise, I never said anything--”

“Jimin!” His name cuts through the air, and his mouth snaps shut immediately to give her room to talk. “I’m not mad at you. I’m more worried than anything… I wonder who else knows…”

“Uhm, actually--” The new voice has them both turning to look to the end of the hallway, where Tae’s standing awkwardly in the doorway to the living room. He’s flanked by Jin and Yoongi, Namjoon standing with Jungkook and Hoseok just inside the room.

“--I think we all know…” The blood drains from both Y/n and Jimin’s faces as Jungkook and Hoseok look to each other in alarm. Jin nods, Yoongi smiling awkwardly to confirm what Tae’s saying. The air in the house is cold, no one willing to break the tense silence while Y/n processes what she’s just heard. She meets Jungkook’s eyes then, his gaze betraying the immense fear that he’s feeling, much like the ice running through her veins.

None of them even notice the front door opening behind Jimin, the three Marauders stumbling into the house, disheveled but generally unscathed. They stop short at the scene before them, glancing amongst themselves before James is breaking the silence himself.

“Are we… interrupting something…?”

“Okay, someone start talking before I go insane.” They’re all crowded into the living room meant only for a few people, Y/n and Remus sitting together on a couch in the middle of the room, everyone else taking up the extra seats and floor space. It looks like a club meeting gone horribly wrong, if the discomfort in everyone’s eyes is anything to go by. Y/n looks around after demanding an explanation, finally looking to Namjoon, as he’s the only one she’d been aware of until a few minutes ago. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

“After Jimin suddenly stopped all the obsessive theorizing and curiosities, I got suspicious… I had a feeling he’d put everything together, and I was worried that he was getting himself into some kind of trouble because that’s just the kind of nosy Ravenclaw he is. I just put it together myself so I could help him if I needed to…” Jimin grimaces at Namjoon’s words, knowing them to be true but disliking the description all the same.

The glare of irritation Jungkook’s been shooting him doesn’t help, but Hoseok pulls the Gryffindor’s attention away with a bump of his knee against Jungkook’s thigh. When Jungkook drags his burning gaze away from Jimin to look at Hoseok, Jimin’s shocked to see that Hoseok’s simply shaking his head at the Jeon heir, silently telling him to back off. Jimin’s eyes widen then, never having experienced such a sense of stunned relief as he feels in this moment with Hoseok’s quiet support.

Jungkook turns his annoyed gaze over to the spot where Taehyung, Jin, and Yoongi sit. He locks eyes with his roommate of six years.

“Tae?” The boy in question looks down at his hands sheepishly, glancing at Y/n in a way that seems almost apologetic. When he lifts his head, he speaks directly to her, feeling that his explanation should be for her and her alone.

“Jimin’s my best friend… it would be weird if I wasn’t worried about him with him acting so strange. I didn’t really figure it out until the beginning of the summer, when I started spending more time with you -- I noticed how sick you’d get around the same time each month, and you’d always look so tired afterwards. I know we don’t know each other as well as Jimin knows you, but I was worried about you, so I… did my own digging and put the pieces together. It also explained a lot about all the times Jungkook would run out of our room in a panic in the middle of the night. There were just… a lot of things that made sense once I’d started to think about it.” Y/n keeps her eyes on him, trying to process the guilt in his eyes and wondering why he sounds so upset. “I know that you’re probably terrified of us knowing, but I promise I was just worried about you. I’m sorry I was snooping in your life…”

Y/n sees then that Taehyung feels the same kind of responsibility that Jimin had always carried in his eyes -- one of fear that his actions would bring her harm. He’d been sitting with that for the whole summer, quietly trying his best to keep her safe by pretending he knew nothing at all. She opens her mouth to tell him that he has nothing to feel bad about, but Jin’s clearing his throat.

“I, uh-- we--” He gestures to the space between himself and Yoongi, whose gaze is one of cautious observation as the conversation goes on around him. “We… were on our way back to Yoongi’s room and overheard you and Hoseok talking -- something about Jimin finding out… Hoseok was really upset, and he was kind of yelling. We didn’t mean to eavesdrop -- it’s just that we were right outside, and you were trying to calm him down, and he was just saying a lot of stuff that was confusing and weird, but it was obvious what was going on.” Jin glances over at Yoongi as if to confirm his story, and the Slytherin only nods. He turns back to Y/n, finishing his explanation. “We found out together--”

“Actually--” Everyone’s attention turns to Yoongi, who shifts uncomfortably under the weight of their gazes. He clears his throat, scratching at his neck while he finds his words. “Actually… I already knew by then. I think, based on what everyone’s been saying, that I probably knew before any of them…” He trails off, leaving the group to devolve into strained chaos.

“Wait, you knew?”

“How long have you known?!”

“When did you find out?” Ignoring the barrage of questions, Yoongi only looks to Hoseok, whose eyes tell how shocked he is. Flicking his gaze to Y/n, Yoongi continues.

“Do you remember when we first met? That night in the Hospital Wing -- it was before winter break.” Y/n’s jaw drops as her memories fly all the way back to December -- almost a year prior. “I went to visit you, originally because Hobi had mentioned something about going to visit a friend and I was looking for an excuse to see him.” Hoseok laughs under his breath, still stunned into disbelief about the situation, but Yoongi hasn’t stopped talking, almost rambling now.

“I had just found out that you guys were even friends -- it was really weird for me to think about, you know? Until then, he’d only ever been friends with Slytherins, and even then he seemed hesitant about getting close to them. I mean, I get it, that’s how I was, too. But to find out that my roommate since first year had a secret friend group with people that made no sense for him to know -- I was curious about you. I wanted to see what you were like. Especially because Jimin was, like, obsessed with you -- sorry, Jimin.” The Ravenclaw grimaces again, hating that he’s been described only as obsessive but knowing that that’s exactly what he’d been like.

“So… what does that have to do with finding out about me? How did you know?” Y/n leans forward, elbows on her knees as she looks intently at Yoongi. He sighs in response.

“Look. My entire life, I’ve been trying to separate myself from my name. My parents are objectively fucking insane, and I want nothing to do with them, especially now that they pulled that bullshit with the World Cup reservation. I can’t be like them, okay? I would rather die fighting on the right side of this war than ever pledge my allegiance to that nose-less freak. But that doesn’t change the fact that I still live at the Min Estate. And the Min Estate -- it’s like a beacon for the wicked and evil. I’ve seen every kind of creature walk through the doors of my house whenever my parents hold their Death Eater meetings. It’s like a monthly book club, but for murder. So I know what werewolves are like. I know the signs and the symptoms, and I know how cruel and vicious they can be.”

Y/n breaks her gaze then, staring down at her feet as he confirms every fear that she’s ever felt -- that she would be seen as a monster, an evil beast with only the instinct to kill. All the same, it hurts to hear him say it out loud.

“And that’s why I knew you were nothing like them.” Y/n’s head whips up, and she sees that Yoongi’s focused on conveying to her with his eyes that he means what he’s said. He doesn’t see the affection that fills Hoseok’s gaze, replacing the icy fear he’d been feeling the entire time Yoongi’s been talking.

“You’re nothing like them, Y/n. You’re kind and considerate, and you’re so shy around new people that even I’m in pain just watching you struggle to talk. You’re really fucking weird, and your sense of humor has been shaped by growing up with a crazy ass Gryffindor brother and this sarcastic asshole--” He points then to his boyfriend, finally feeling confident enough to look Hoseok in the eye as he cracks the joke before returning his attention to Y/n.

“So, yes, you’re a werewolf. But you’ve got nothing to worry about with me. Or any of us, to be honest.” The rest of the group nods then, and Y/n feels the air returning to her lungs after so long of holding her breath. It’s only when she looks to Remus, who still seems unsure, that she remembers how complicated their situation is.

“I appreciate that, I really do. You guys have no idea how scared I was that you’d find out… but it’s not as simple as you think -- not that any of this has been simple to begin with. It’s just… more complicated--”

“So, are we talking about Remus, or something else?” Taehyung speaks up, looking genuinely confused about what she’s alluding to. James and Sirius tense where they sit on either side of Remus, whose gaze has just become very guarded.

“I’m not sure what you mean--”

“The ‘you being a werewolf’ thing? Yeah, that wasn’t hard to figure out once I knew what to look for in Y/n.” It’s Jin who cuts him off, Yoongi and Namjoon nodding along. Jungkook throws his hands in the air, flopping back against the couch with an exasperated sigh.

“Just how bad are we at keeping things a secret around here?!” Remus groans in response, but James and Sirius seem to be taking the news in stride.

“Look on the bright side, Moony -- now we have an army of hooligans to keep you guys safe!” Remus rolls his eyes in irritation before looking to Y/n for help. She stares down at her hands, feeling more exhausted than she’s ever felt in her life -- and she experiences monthly painful transformations that leave her bedridden for days after.

“This isn’t a joke, James.” The Potter boy snaps his mouth shut when, for the first time since meeting her, Y/n’s voice carries an edge when she addresses him. “The number of people that are in danger now because of what we are has just doubled. And now there are muggleborns involved -- what’s going to happen if anyone gets wind that they know something about us? With what the Ministry’s just released… it’s too much. This is all too much.” Namjoon hums then, pulling Y/n out of the dangerously dark mental dive she was just about to take.

“I mean, we’re involved in this war whether we know about you guys or not. We’re already fighting for our lives -- what difference does it make if we know what you are? If anything, it gives us a reason to fight harder.” He gestures among all of them, all eleven of them in that room.

“We’re all we have left in this war -- why wouldn’t we do everything it takes to keep each other safe?”

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simplyeu4ria · 2 years

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Epilogue

The unlikely duet: Jimin x reader prologue

🐺⚡❁ 🪄 release date: 30th April 2022

pairing: werewolf!Jimin x reader

genre: harry potter au, werewolf au, supernatural au, slytherin!jimin x (optional)house!reader, oneshot /imagine

Rating: 15+ au

Summary: Pure-blood supernatural species have come out of hiding and have made their presence to the wizarding world and they now live along peacefully with each other. Jimin is the 4th generation pure-blood werewolf, he hates humans but what happens if he gets paired by the moon-goddess herself over the summer, with you. A descendant of Luna Lovegood, shy but good-willed, who is an orphan. Will the Jimin love you like his fate said he would or will he hate you will all his might and try to bend fate but then again fate is destiny and it cannot be changed.

word count: ~860 words~

warnings: Jimin being mean but he makes up for it, reader being oblivious,

a/n: Hi guys this is my first ff I hope you like it

It all happen on that fateful summer’s eve when Jimin’s parents, the alpha couple of the Crescent moon pack, hosted a ball for the summer’s solstice to help Jimin find his chosen mate. Jimin nervously adjusted the pin of Crescent moon pack that was placed on the collar of the gold satin blazer.

Behind him 6 other men stood in front of their own mirrors adjusting their dress robes, one of them in dark green robes with a long Gucci wool green neck scarf tied around the base of his neck smirked at the view he could see out of the corner of his mirror. He could see Jimin square-up his shoulders and tried to make what the viewer, Taehyung, thought what the most intimidating look. Taehyung sniggered under his breath making the tall handsome guy to his right, Jin (who was wearing a light blush coloured robes) look at his younger friend in confusion.

Taehyung then cleared his throat before looking over to his right at his shoulder towards the Alpha’s son ‘Jimin if you keep doing that your going to get wrinkles.’ Jimin snapped out of his trance and looked at the boy to this right.

‘I am trying to look powerful here.’ Jimin said while whining like kicked pup.

‘You are not looking powerful, at this rate you are going to scare off all the girls in the ballroom. Calm down it not the end of the world. Whatever those people think don’t care about them. Care for your future Luna, you are going to find her, your chosen mate, the least you could do is look a little bit friendly for her.’ Namjoon said whilst walking away from his mirror to a wardrobe before grabbing and fixing his grey watch onto his right wrist, he wearing a light blue dress robes. Jimin looked nervously back at the leader of the group through the mirror. Before looking at himself one last time before nodding whilst looking at his leather shoes.

‘You’ll be fine, Hyung.’ Jungkook said while he adjusted his black shoes he was wearing a dark blue robes which was tinted to a dark purple. Hoseok’s nodded before patting Jungkook’s shoulder. He wearing dark red blazer paired with a dark purple satin scarf.

Jimin looked between the two mates. He was jealous of them they had already had found each other as mates. But apparently they didn’t feel complete and that they thought they had another possible mate but they were too young or who was human and wasn’t aware that they had werewolves as mates, was it possible that they also attended Hogwarts? Jimin questioned, whilst looking at his ring decorated fingers.

‘Lets go, other wise we’d be late.’ Yoongi said wearing black robes whilst looking at the boys, before turning his back to the boys and headed to the double doors that lead outside the dressing room and started to head down to ball room entrance. One by one the boys left together talking excitedly, the still nervous Jimin looked at his mirror for one last time before reaching inside his pocket to grab the ring box holding the ring that was meant to be his mate’s if he finds her. He clenched it tightly, before releasing a sigh and placed back into his pocket and left the empty dressing room, closing the door and switching off the large central light that plunged the room into darkness.

I was walking inside the ballroom looking around, to say that it looked grand was an understatement, there were large pictures of tapestries about werewolves that decorated the central dome from the supporting beams you could see golden tree branches sprouted from them, they glittered brightly under the higher dome that held the large diamond chandelier, the walls were decorated in the same aristocratic fashion.

In the centre of the large ballroom you could see a large circular flower wreath pattern in the centre holding the Park family crest a crescent moon in eclipse with sun beams around it.

The Park’s were definitely showing of their wealth to all the guests present today many of which had expensive ballgowns glittering beautifully under the moon rays shining through the highest point of the dome. I looked back on my own dress a very simple pale gold gown with flowers of baby pink and blue scattering from the hip falling into petals as they touched the floor, it didn’t look as nearly expensive as the ones that the ladies wore, I fiddled my half tied hair.

‘My dear, you don’t need to be so nervous,’ My mother placed her hand on my nervous fingers ‘you will always look stunning more than those ladies.’ I smiled and blushed at my feet.

‘Your mother is right you know, you do look stunning.’. I saw my cousin walk towards me, her name was Lila she wore a dark purple to blue ombre A-line dress with a constellation sequenced bodice in rose gold, that faded with little rose gold stars till the bottom of the dress, a small rose gold necklace sat above her off shoulder sleeves. Her hair half-up with a rose gold wreath clip.

I smiled at her. ‘You look stunning as well.’

‘Come on lets go and have some fun.’ She said dragging me.

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droopycoquette · 3 years

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BTS as Hogwarts Students

Jin

House: Hufflepuff *prefect* Explanation: The sorting hat had to think between Gryffindor or Hufflepuff because of Seokjin's adventurous attitude but decided on Hufflepuff. His loyalty and dad jokes confirmed why. All the teachers including McGonagall and Snape(sometimes) are charmed by his personality and all the students love him. Favorite class: potions because it reminds him of cooking despite the stingy teacher -hella responsible -makes suggestions to the cooks -loves chocolate frogs -bakes goodies for everyone in his house

Yoongi

House: Slytherin Explanation: The sorting hat didn't think twice when putting him in Slytherin. His cunningness and silver tongue have always ensured his placement in the house. Although he doesn't use it for evil like one Slytherin we know.(me:*cough* Voldemort *cough*) Favorite class: History of Magic because he can sleep through it and not have to worry about missing anything. -Friends with Hermione -would be a prefect if he wasn't so lazy -Sneaks out with Jungkook sometimes -studies at the library with Namjoon in a comfortable silence

Hoseok

House: Hufflepuff Explanation: Do I really have to explain? Hoseok's cheerful personality and caring nature made the sorting hat decide pretty quickly although it did have a hard time for a bit deciding between Hufflepuff and Slytherin because although he might seem happy he can sometimes turn very dark Favorite Class: Transfiguration because it has always enticed him -all the teachers love him(yes even Snape to an extent) -would be a prefect if he wanted to be one -talks to the paintings on the walls when he is bored -makes pencil beats when he is alone

Namjoon

House: Ravenclaw *prefect* Explanation: The sorting hat decided to put Namjoon in Ravenclaw because of his introverted nature. Although Namjoon seems as though he is an extrovert he would much rather be at home working on lyrics or reading a book than outside congregating with people Favorite Class: Astronomy because it reminds him of how big the universe is and it gives him a lot of inspiration for songs -friends with Hermoine -has a goal to read every book in the Hogwarts library -barely talks to anyone -has a mini crush on you

Jimin

House: Gryffindor *prefect* Explanation: Many people, including himself, thought he would be placed in Hufflepuff. However, the sorting hat thought differently. Although Jimin has all the traits of a Hufflepuff he is also adventurous, confident, and daring. And as a result of that, the sorting hat put him in Gryffindor Favorite Class: Charms because he likes it. - flirts with everyone(he once flirted with Harry potter but Granger got on his ass) -plans prefect stuff with Jin -sometimes uses his prefectness for personal gain -all the girls have a crush on him

Taehyung

House: Gryffindor Explanation: The sorting hat immediately said Gryffindor due to his loyal, brave, and adventurous spirit. He always knew he would be placed in either Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw just didn't suit him. Favorite class: Herbology because it reminded him of home and made him feel at ease -helps Jimin come up with ways to win points and beat Slytherin -friends with Jungkook despite the competition between their houses -loves to stay at Hogwarts during the holidays -very cold to the people that he doesn't like

Jungkook

House: Slytherin Explanation: Jungkook's cunningness allowed his entry into the house. However, like yoongi, he is the very opposite of the stereotypical Slytherin. Favorite Class: Defense against the Dark Arts because he can show off - pranks almost everyone -professor Snape's favorite -all As(do they have letter grades I forgot) -friends with Namjoon

All of this was based on my thoughts of the boys however Namjoon knows them better than me so let's see his thoughts on them. Namjoon: Thank you warrior ok. Here's what I believe Namjoon: Gryffindor Seokjin: Gryffindor Yoongi: Slytherin Hoseok: Hufflepuff Jimin: Slytherin Taehyung: Hufflepuff Jungkook: Ravenclaw

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threeletterslife · 4 years

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Chana! I was reading thru your about page and I saw that you like Harry Potter 😄😄 I'm a really big fan of HP too! Would you mind sorting the BTS members in their houses? And I know you said you're a Ravenclaw! Would you choose any other house if you could? -Hufflepuff reader

yes! i was literally obsessed with hp for five(?) years now, which isn’t a lot compared to others, but it’s a fandom i’ve been in the longest LOL so happy to see another potterhead!!

and I WOULD NOT MIND AT ALL!!!! I LOVE HP X BANGTAN OMG (i will eat any hp x bts crossover ff uP)

but to answer your questions,,, this might get a lil long lol

namjoon actually sorted the members in their respective houses a long time ago himself. (not sure if it’s still accurate now, but i think what he wrote back then was all true.) also as a side note, these are my opinions, so you don’t necessarily have to agree with them! and aLSO i think there’s a common misconception going around with new harry potter fans. your hp house is NOT what you are the most—it’s what you VALUE the most! i’ll explain more later

GRYFFINDORS

seokjin

seokjin has always been a bit easy for me to categorize in terms of hp house

he just screams gryffindor to me

he tries to do what’s right

he’s the oldest in the group so he’s always taking care of his younger brother-like figures

he does his best to make sure the other members feel safe and comfortable in new environments (that’s why he cracks so many corny jokes—to break the ice!)

though he’s not the official leader of bangtan, he does a LOT of behind the scenes leadership work

i think seokjin can be mistaken as a hufflepuff (just because he’s so friendly and kind) BUT this is where the values come in. seokjin might have some hufflepuff-like traits, but he actually values the gryffindor traits even more. he values his passions, his confidence, his valiance

he doesn’t take himself too seriously, but he knows what’s right and wrong (great moral compass)

that puts him in gryffindor

namjoon

i’ve literally seen so many pple put joon in ravenclaw just because he has an insanely high iq

but i mean,,, as a ravenclaw myself, i don’t see him in my house

yes, namjoon is creative, yes, he is intelligent, and YES! he is indeed insightful!! BUT,,, it all comes down to his values

namjoon uses his intelligence, his creativity and insight for the good of everyone! he’s a team player (not an individualist, as most ravenclaws tend to be)

and, not to mention, he’s bangtan’s official leader, and he does extremely well with that extra responsibility (gryffindors are great leaders)

namjoon tries so hard to do what’s right

he doesn’t try to cut corners to get to his goals. he’s very moral and fair

he likes peace and justice

gryffindors are drawn to good morals (they’re always trying to fix what’s wrong too)

namjoon is the staple gryffindor in my eyes

HUFFLEPUFFS

hoseok

hoseok is so easy for me to categorize, but i’ve seen him be sorted into gryffindor sometimes

i don’t think he’d be in gryffindor, though. hoseok is someone who doesn’t exactly like the idea of *risks*

gryffindors are all about risks (stereotypically they don’t think about the consequences that much because all they want to do is wrong the right)

hoseok (though he is passionate and charismatic) is more fit for hufflepuff

he’s bright, kind and always has something nice to say

the persona he puts on in front of the camera is close to his real personality—he’s just a sunny person in general

what makes him such a hufflepuff is the fact that he’s so hardworking! hoseok just dOES NOT give up (he’s extremely loyal to the people in his life, and he’s loyal to his talents too)

he chased after his dancing talents and look where he is right now

he wasn’t originally a rapper but he practiced and practiced until it became one of his talents

he’s dependable, honest and values friendship

hufflepuffs are people’s persons. and hoseok is just that—A GIFT TO THE PEOPLE

taehyung

taehyung’s the hardest one to put in a house in my opinion. he’s what you’d call *divergent* (and yes, in theory, everyone is divergent. we ALL have traits of ALL FOUR hp houses. BUT there are some people who exemplify all four traits more equally than others. so now, it all comes down to what taehyung values the most)

taehyung, in my eyes, is such a people’s person. that makes him a strong candidate for hufflepuff

the tae that i know has many friends—and he’s extremely good at reading people too (like his vibe check DO BE trustworthy)

hufflepuffs are often underestimated because they’re written canonnly as just being “nice”

hufflepuffs are much more than that. hufflepuffs are essentially gryffindors but with higher eq LOL (hufflepuffs would ONLY right the wrong if righting the wrong didn’t hurt anyone on the ‘wrong’ side—does that even make sense??)

tae is someone i see as extremely trustworthy—he’s someone who’d die WITH your secrets

he’s also very emotionally available to the people in his life

therefore,,, i sort tae into hufflepuff

RAVENCLAW

jungkook

ravenclaws are intelligent, insightful and most of all, they value creativity!!

jungkook is the staple ravenclaw

i can’t see him in any other house

like if i see jungkook, i see ravenclaw. they are literal synonyms

ravenclaws are stereotypically jack-of-all-trades because they genuinely enjoy learning new things

i mean,,, jungkook’s lowkey perfect right? he’s good at everything right? yeah it’s because he has the thirst to LEARN! he wants to be good at everything! that’s such a mf ravenclaw trait

sorry i get so excited explaining about my own house omf

jungkook’s naturally curious; he likes to poke at new things because he wonders what it’ll be like to learn about it and do it himself

ravenclaws are also stereotypically the “artsy” kids (and i mean, this man can DRAW)

ALSO! just because ravenclaws get called jack-of-all-trades often, it doesn’t mean they’re good at EVERYTHING. it means that they’re good at what they’re interested in!! (jungkook doesn’t exactly care too much about math, which is totally fine! he has his other interests)

ravenclaws are smart, yes, but just because you’re smart, doesn’t mean you’re necessarily a ravenclaw. (i.e. hermione isn’t open-minded enough to be ravenclaw.) being a ravenclaw doesn’t mean you just read a lot lol. it means you read a lot AND you take the adventures from the protagonist in the book and then apply it to yourself. hence, the *imagination*

idk man i can’t see jk in any other house

SLYTHERINS

yoongi

yoongi’s also really easy to sort

i mean, the man screams slytherin

a slytherin would do anything (maybe even cross a few rules) to get to his desired end result

some people call it evil (usually gryffindors and hufflepuffs), but i call it working smarter not harder (to slytherins, it’s not immoral to cut a few corners to get to their desired result—if they don’t get caught, that is)

if yoongi were not slytherin, he would not have cut corners in those bts run episode games LMAO (icon behavior)

slytherins also value individuality (like ravenclaws) but in a COMPLETELY different way. ravenclaws love to be unique because with their insight, they conclude that everyone has dealt with different experiences, making them their each, special person. slytherins like to be individualists because they like to feel special (sometimes paired with a superiority/god complex BUT i don’t think that’s necessarily bad. but slytherins do tend to be more close-minded than ravenclaws; slytherins value tradition)

in turn, slytherins find more success than ravenclaws. sometimes, ravenclaws step back when they find that their ideals will be replaced with success. slytherins would rather replace/reform their ideals to find success (i.e. yoongi became an extremely successful idol rapper when he could’ve actually just become a producer instead)

slytherins also tend to have trust issues. they don’t like to trust others except for themselves (smart, really)

yoongi is very self-driven and self-reliant, making him a perfect slytherin candidate

he’s the staple slytherin

jimin

i lowkey wanna copy paste what i wrote for yoongi into jimin’s explanation lmfao

personally, jimin was easy to place in slytherin, BUT i’ve seen a lot of pple put him in hufflepuff

so lemme just refute that for a sec

jimin is very self-orientated (and i’m saying that in the nicest way possible)

he wants to be unique! he wants to be special! he wants to shine!!

jimin’s just a naturally giggly, bubbly person

but behind the scenes (behind the cameras), he beats himself up to be his very best self; slytherin behavior

slytherins are perfectionists, okay? they value what others think of them a lot OR they value the INFLUENCE they have on other people

remember? slytherins are about pOwEr! and power comes in many shapes and forms

jimin likes the idea of being well-liked! he likes the idea of being thought of as charismatic and talented

he may act like a hufflepuff to fit what people want to see in him, BUT the fact that he has to ACT like a hufflepuff to be in people’s favor makes him a slytherin lol (i mean,,, remember his whole FILTER song???)

anyways i wouldn’t call him a staple slytherin (that’s for yoongi) but he’s pretty close to being one

anyways, to answer your other question,,,

i’ve mentioned before that everyone is *divergent*

of course i have all four traits of the hp houses, but the traits aren’t very equal for me. i have all the traits of ravenclaw, hufflepuff aNd slytherin. except i’m not very gryffindor. i have a few gryffindor traits, yes, but i don’t value them as much as my other traits. with that said, it’s hard for me to acclimate in environments where people value things that i don’t necessarily find as important

i think it’d be best for me to be in ravenclaw (just because every ravenclaw i know has been my best friend). i think i’d also do well in slytherin (but sometimes, i can’t handle their intense ambition lol). i’m also a good hufflepuff candidate, but i don’t think i could trade up being a ravenclaw for that

in the end, your house is your choice (it’s what you value the most)

i would like to say i’m friendly, ambitious and creative. but when it comes down to it, i’m picking my creativity and RUNNING. so no, i would not change my house. never! i’m a solid ravenclaw!!

i am so sorry this is so long wtf 😭😭

*also disclaimer* this was written in the pov of a ravenclaw,,, it may or may not be biased 😀😀😀😀😀😀

#ask #anon #it's a pitty jk rowling never thought to expand upon the other houses #she painted slytherins and gryffindors in a very black and white way #it was stupid #and then she made the hufflepuffs the nice bitches and the ravenclaws the nerds #like the houses are so much more than that????#i know i misspelled 'pity' but i already wrote too many tags to go back and delete it and rewrite it #aNYWAYS #thank yall for listening to my stupid rant bye

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Thank you for your blog it's really helpful sksjsksj anyway i don't know if you like dark themes(yandere, supernatural, psychological) but if you do what are the best fic you can recommend? Especially Jimin's? Thank you in advance ❤️❤️

hello there lovey! thank you for appreciating my blog, btw I LOVE DARK THEMED FICS and I have read a lot of stories with said theme (yandere and psychological are part of my fave reads), anyways, I will be listing below my favorites for every member, you can also check other fics on my organized shelf in case you’re looking for specific stories xxx | 🍒

Kim Namjoon

❥ Let the Villain Win by @lemonjoonah➴ Author/Yandere!AU | Namjoon x Reader | One-Shot➴ Kim Namjoon, famous author and your childhood friend has been keeping a secret from you. His new book treads on such dark themes that he’s finding it difficult to write. Excited by the prospect of a sinister plot you offer him a piece of advice, “Let the villain win…”

❥ First, Do No Harm by @psycho-slytherin➴ Doctor/Yandere!AU | Namjoon x Reader | One-Shot➴ Dr. Kim is well known as the most skilled heart surgeon in the hospital, but when you notice his mortality statistics seem skewered, you discover all is not what it seems. Now, Dr. Kim is offering you a choice: will you join him? Or become yet another broken heart beneath his scalpel?

❥ A Little Bit of Sugar (but lots of poison too) by @lthyl➴ Noir!AU | Namjoon x Reader | One-Shot➴ Namjoon is well aware that some, well actually most people could find his hobby not exactly common, yet he still considers himself to be a man of tasteful words and higher intellect - someone who managed to understand the true, deepest meaning of beauty itself.

Kim Seokjin

❥ A Portrait’s Whisper by @jimlingss➴ Supernatural!AU | Seokjin x Reader | One-Shot➴ When you’re trapped in a house controlled by a witch’s power, Seokjin will go through every means to search for you again.

❥ Cake by yeyeniejjung➴ Killer/Yandere!AU | Seokjin x Reader | Series➴ “I was always hungry for your love. Just once, I wanted to know what is was like to get my fill of it. I wanted to be fed so much love that I couldn’t take it anymore, just once.”

Min Yoongi

❥ Dead Leaves by wrienne➴ Police/Det!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Jimin | Series➴ In which you (reader) are a homicide detective about to face the biggest hurdle both of your career and life.

Married to probably the kindest but most boring man you’ve ever met and living in a town where nothing ever seems to happen means life for you is dull. Dull enough to drive you crazy with boredom and dissatisfaction. However, life changes abruptly when your old boss retires and a new man takes his place - a man you used to love (and sleep very regularly with) more than a decade ago. Especially when your husband comes home smelling of perfume, you’re unable to resist your more carnal urges and dead women start showing up across the city with unnerving frequency.

Jung Hoseok

❥ Lost and Found by @fortunexkookie➴ Peter Pan!AU | Hoseok x Reader | Series➴ The only hope you had at ending your exile and earning your life back came in the form of an infuriating and uncatchable man: Hoseok. He seemed to love the endless game of cat-and-mouse you two played - so much, in fact, that you were unsure if you were the cat or the mouse. What he failed to realize was that there was a third player, and this one wasn’t after him. The Crocodile hunted you with an intensity that rivaled the way you chased Hoseok, but with one difference: the games he played were deadly.

❥ Taken at Dusk by @yeontanismypresident➴ Hybrid/Yandere!AU | Hoseok x Reader x Jungkook | Series ➴ The moment you sauntered into the party, his gaze was locked in on your form. Everywhere you went, his eyes followed along, not wanting to lose you in the huge crowd of sweaty bodies. There was something about you that drove his instincts wild. Was it your scent? Your attitude? The manner in which you held yourself? He didn’t have a clue and he couldn’t have cared less, so long as you were his and his only. And he would do anything to make that happen.

❥ Red Door, Yellow Door by @polaritae➴ Supernatural/Incubus!AU | Seokjin x Reader x Hoseok | One-Shot➴ In hindsight, maybe going into a trance to communicate with the spirit world was a bad idea.

Park Jimin

❥ Eradicate by @gukptune➴ Purge!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ A hotel intern finds himself trapped between death and lust.

❥ Neighbors by @jkeuphoriadreamland➴ Neighbors/Yandere!AU | Jimin x Reader | Series➴ Finally achieving your successes in life you never expected the distraction that came with your new hot neighbor. He however, had been trying to get your attention for a much different reason.

❥ Otherworldly by @sinning-on-a-sunday➴ Coraline!AU | Jimin x Reader | Two-Shot➴ When you discover a tiny door in your home that leads to a much better version of your own life, it seems too good to be true. little do you know, the man posing as your boyfriend may be a lot more dangerous than you care to admit. and he is not intent on letting you leave.

❥ The Uncanny by sinsirella➴ Stalker/Yandere!AU | Jimin x Reader | Series➴ “The uncanny is the psychological experience of something as strangely familiar, rather than simply mysterious.” An everyday object or occurrence can be experienced as something unsettling and alienated. This is accompanied by a discomforting effect and—most of the time—leads to an outright rejection of said subject. Or Someone.(Y/N) is a young girl whose Life turns upside down. One day her mother surprises her with news of her arranged husband, forcing her into her new chaotic lifestyle. Join her journey and experience her new life through her eyes. Will she get along with her husband? Or someone else? What are they hiding?

❥ Nine-One-One by @yminie➴ Det/Killer!AU | Jimin x Reader | Series➴ When murder and crime threaten the city of Seoul, there’s a team in place to help keep the public safe, but just what do you do when all your training is to help others, and the one that needs help is actually you?

❥ Devotion by @sugaxjpg➴ Angel/Demon!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ As an angel questioning your place in Heaven, the last thing you needed was for someone like him to appear.

❥ The Devil’s Own Luck by @jimlingss➴ Demon!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ You should’ve known that opening that box would’ve made your luck go rotten. And not only that, but a certain demon would end up following you for the rest of your days. Introducing the devilish boy - Jimin! Your childhood best friend from the underworld who will never leave your side!

Kim Taehyung ( I read a lot of dark fics for Taehyung so just check my shelf)

❥ Beastly Gods by @lemonjoonah➴ Hybrid/Yandere!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ ‘Don’t leave the forest,’ a rule that you’ve been forced to follow since birth, but you are tired of living in this wooden cage. Out of desperation you cut a deal with Taehyung, who claims to be the only one who can get you out safely, even though he might be just as dangerous as the god you’re trying to escape.

❥ Minutiae by coconutty ➴ Stalker!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ Y/N meets a mysterious and alluring photographer and wants to interview him. Along the way things start getting a bit strange. What happens when you draw the attention of someone who always gets what they want?

❥ L’Appel Du Vide by @infireation➴ Killer!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ //

Jeon Jungkook (I read a lot of JK dark fics too so pls just check my shelf)

❥ Only You by @sweetbunnykook (+ all of her stories!!!)➴ Lovers/Yandere!AU | Jungkook x Reader x Namjoon x Jin | Series➴ Jeon Jungkook, your wedding photographer, helps you escape on your big day upon learning about a secret your groom-to-be kept hidden. You soon fall for this young, passionate photographer. However, you underestimated just how much he was willing to reciprocate that love. Maybe, you think, he’s loving you just a little too much.

❥ Every Breath You Take by @junqkook➴ Stalker/Yandere!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Everything was going great when you first met jeon jungkook. he was a new light in your life with soft smiles and tinkling laughs; but then you noticed a lurking presence that seemed to follow you wherever you went.

❥ Lust by @umitae➴ Stalker/Killer!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Everybody has a lust for something. but his lust was beyond the ordinary one. his lust for you was out of this world. he only wanted you and in order to make you his, everything had to go his way.

OT7 (so all possible dark tags apply to these stories so please please please check all tags and warnings before reading!!!)

❥ Extreme Obsession by saylilirose➴ Psychological/Poly!AU | OT7 x Reader | Series➴ In life, you meet one person that you live and grow old with. You? You meet seven. But your love? Non-existent. But theirs? Real…and obsessive.Which turns deadly and dangerous. Without hesitation.

❥ The Scarlet Lust by infires_fanfic➴ Vampire!AU | OT7 x Reader | Series➴ Your world becomes turned upside down as a series of unfortunate events places you directly in the hands of a clan of blood-thirsty vampires, where you become their one and only human servant. Filled with uncertainty, strange emotions and many questions, what truths will you uncover? Are your new keepers the intimate form of evil incarnate, or is there humanity hidden beneath the surface of their statuesquely beautiful faces?

#answered #tete-a-tete #anon #recs from hell #rfh:ot7 #rfh:knj #rfh:ksj #rfh:myg #rfh:jhs #rfh:pjm #rfh:kth #rfh:jjk #sooooo this list is probs bias towards yandere stories ~ hdfgjkgdskjahgfask #i love a lot of dark themed fics but ultimately decided to limit this list so anon could start somewhere but then again I highly suggest ~#that y'all check the shelf in case I failed to add stories that is up your alley

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Flirting prompts - Hyung Line x Reader

Hello hello I saw this post a few weeks (months?) ago and I really want to use them as a prompt so I will lol. Hope you enjoy and if you ever want to request something, please do! I love to write and quarantine gives me time but my creative brain juice is drying up lol so help a girl out :)

How the Hogwarts houses flirt Gryffindor: But is it morally okay for me to secretly wish your relationship doesn't work out?

Hufflepuff: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN'T AN ANIMAL PERSON WE ARE GOING TO A PET STORE RIGHT NOW AND ADOPTING ONE

Ravenclaw: Let's be workout buddies. Marathons count even if they're for movies, right?

Slytherin: I don't like your clothes. Take them off.

RM:

You were studying in the library when the sharp, scraping sound of the chair next to you made you look up from your books. You had read so many spells in the last few hours, they were all darting before your eyes, taunting you. You sighed as you looked at your best friend, Namjoon, opening up the same book you had in front of you.

“How are you holding up?” He asked, “Getting any wiser?” You sighed in frustration as you slammed the book shut.

“No,” You picked up your wand and practiced some of the movements without voicing the spells. “The longer I look at them, the less distinguishable they are to me. The exam is in a few days, and Peter keeps nagging about our Hogsmeade date tomorrow. I don’t think I have time to go, but he’s so insistent. Maybe I can practice some on the way. Oh Merlin!” You exclaimed, as you accidentally thrusted your wand a bit too aggressively during your rant, and made one of the book stands collapse. Mrs Pince was behind you in an instant, and almost literally tried to throw you out of the library, whilst simultaneously waving her wand around to mend the fallen books.

“Maybe look at what she’s doing,” Namjoon said with a smirk, but changed his expression when he saw your gloomy face. “Hey, Y/N, don’t worry. I can help you study every day until the test comes. You can do this. Maybe just go to bed early today, get some rest, and we’ll continue the spells tomorrow.” You locked eyes with him and nodded, a forced smile on your face.

“I wish I could do tomorrow. Stupid Hogsmeade is waiting for me. I don’t even have enough sickles to last me a butterbeer or two.” You dodged one of the ghost that suddenly rounded the corner, and slacked dramatically against the wall of the corridor until you were seated on the ground, your bag full of textbooks discarded next to you. Namjoon scooted before you and stuck out his hand towards you.

“Why are you so nice?” You scoffed, but still took his hand and let him pull you up.

“I’m not.” He replied, as he gave you your bag and continued the walk.

“You are.” You said, matter-of-factly.

“Definitely not,” He stated. “For example, I took the last muffin during breakfast this morning, even though it was plainly obvious Jin wanted it.” You snorted, and stopped to look at him.

“You are still nice.”

“And for example, is it morally okay for me to secretly wish your relationship doesn’t work out?” He turned a bit red, but kept looking at you. You broke the eye contact as you walked away.

“No.” You said, as you pushed your bag on your shoulder. “But I do too sometimes.”

Jin

“Isn’t it the perfect weather for a quidditch game?” Jin exclaimed, as he eagerly looked up to the quidditch pitch you two were approaching. “A small breeze, not too cold, not to warm. No clear skies, but no dark clouds either, just cloudy enough to block the sun. Merlin, what I would give to be up on a broom right now!” If he would have on with him, he probably would have, you thought.

“Isn’t it the perfect day to watch a quidditch game without having someone shout in your ear all the time?” You said, and Jin squinted at you.

“Such a sour plum today, Y/N.” Jin said, as he threw his arm around you shoulders and bopped your nose. “It’s way too good of a day to not be happy.”

You entered the quidditch pitch, and the two teams were already warming up, flying in circles and throwing balls up and down the field. A quaffle came soaring towards you, but Jin caught it with his right hand. A figure quickly flew towards you, halting in mid air as he waited for Jin to throw back the quaffle.

“Hey Y/N, be careful around the pitch, okay? Don’t want any bruises on your pretty face.” Your boyfriend winked at you, and Jin reluctantly gave him the quaffle. You quickly wished him good luck and during your trek up to the best seats around the pitch, Jin was remarkably quiet.

“Okay, what’s up with you?” You asked as you finally sat down, way up high.

“I know he’s your boyfriend and all, but I still think I’m the better player.” He kept following the boy on the broom with eyes that almost shot daggers.

“Well, the team captain doesn’t think that.” You said, receiving one of the eye-daggers yourself. “I’m sorry Jin,” You lowered your voice, and put your hand on his. “I know how badly you wanted to play, but you were a starter last year! And first replacement if someone gets injured! Besides, you’re a prefect too! You won’t even have enough time to play and keep an eye on all the troublemakers in the school.” He smiled at that, and slightly squeezed your hand before he let go.

“You’re right, I know you’re right.” He let his eyes wander back to the game that was about to begin. “I also don’t like him as a person.” You laughed out loud.

“So you have said. Many times.” You rolled your eyes, but the smile lingered on your face. “He’s nice, Jin. At least to me.”

“Well, he better be.” Jin scoffed. You understood Jin, really. Your boyfriend didn’t have the best reputation. Him sending one of the bludgers into a Slytherin’s face just now and blatantly laughing about it didn’t help his case.

“He’s… interesting.” You just said. “I just want-”

“But is it morally okay for me to secretly wish your relationship doesn’t work out?” Jin intercepted, and you looked at him with shock in your eyes.

“Well, it’s not secret anymore.” You said, still a bit perplexed. You looked from Jin, to the brooms flying through the air, back to Jin, who was still looking at you. “But I guess, you should never give up that hope.”

He smiled at you, turning his eyes back to the game. After a few quiet moments, he started to commentate as usual. You relaxed, sat back in your seat, and finished watching the game, and your boyfriend being hit by a bludger in the face, with a sly smile on your face.

J-Hope

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN'T AN ANIMAL PERSON? WE ARE GOING TO A PET STORE RIGHT NOW AND ADOPTING ONE!” Hobi yelled as you walked with him through the halls on your way to the courtyard, his voice echoing through the ancient castle walls, almost amplifying his voice even more.

“You are overreacting.” You said, grabbing his yellow-and-black scarf and gently pulling it to get his attention. It worked, as his eyes settled on you. “I just said I don’t necessarily see the need in people having pets at the castle.” You continued.

“The need is: pets are awesome and cute and fluffy and a buddy for life!” Hoseok beamed, no doubt thinking about his little black kitten, probably curled up on his bed, waiting for him in the dorms.

“I thought I was your buddy for life?” You teased.

“Yes,” He said, as he teasingly poked your side. “But you can’t always cuddle with me. A small, cute pet can! The pet can keep you warm at night if I can’t enter the dormitories and you can’t sneak to mine.” He reasoned, and you puffed out some cold air when you entered the path towards Hogsmeade. As you walked through the barren British air, your hands found his and your fingers intertwined, his heat radiating through the gloves and warming you up.

“I still don’t get it, don’t you have pets at home?” Hobi started again, and you sighed.

“Yeah, we have a dog that’s been in the family for ages. He’s old but still hanging on, he’s been there as long as me probably.” You smiled at the memory of your family hanging on the couch, the old, muffy dog sprawled on the floor.

“Okay, hear me out. A family dog is awesome too, but having one for yourself? Doesn’t that sound great?” He almost beamed as he spoke the words, and you chuckled.

“But that also means I have to take care of it, whereas my parents mostly take care of the old dog I have at home. Besides, I already have you to take care of, so in a way, you’re my pet.” Hoseok fawned fake hurt at this.

“Are you saying you don’t like me? After all, you aren’t an animal person.” You rolled your eyes, but a smile was still stuck on your face.

“Am I not taking you out on a walk right now? You can’t ask too much of me, Hobi.”

After a short while, you finally arrived at the wizard town. At Hogwarts, you’re allowed to keep some small animals, including cats and owls. Your mom has always been fond of frogs, so you were thinking about getting a toad, if you really had to get a pet. Hobi hated this idea, as a slimy toad would debunk his argument of your pet being the best cuddle buddy to have, besides him. You spotted the pet’s place and entered, a small bell signaling your arrival to the owner. Hoseok was gone in an instant, off to pet some cats. You sighed and strolled after him. Cats did not really interest you that much. Owls were okay, they could deliver notes and letters so they had a usefulness to them, but they would also defecate everywhere. You left Hoseok behind and finally ended up near the toads, their croaking drawing you in. You were looking at them, a total of five, and actually liked the little creatures. They weren’t fluffy, or cute, by default. They didn’t have big eyes or small, pink noses, but they were interesting.

You felt two arms wrap around you and the weight of a head leaning on you, which woke you from your daze.

“I want that one.” You said, pointing at the toad nearest to you, silently lounging on a rock. He wasn’t as warty as the others, and a shade of green. “I like that one.”

So Hobi bought it for you, along with a cage to fill with water and greens. So at night, you would listen to the song of the toad, and imagine it was Hoseok, then tell him that the next day to annoy him. But if one could not sing you to sleep, the other would.

Suga

It was a breezy Sunday afternoon, and you and your friends we’re lounging near the lake, trying to enjoy some of the sun before another busy week of classes would begin. Some people we’re discussing the latest quidditch game, arguing about whether Gryffindor had deserved the win. You just closed your eyes and tilted your head back, enjoying the warm sensation of the sunshine that shone on your face. Someone sat beside you, the grass rustling under this person’s body.

“I can’t believe this is our last taste of free time before our OWLS start.” Yoongi said, and you opened one eye to look at him. His normally neat attire was bit messy today, his tie hung loosely around his neck. His robe hadn’t even left the dungeons today, as he was just clothed in the simple pullover, the green and silver crest worn proudly on his chest.

“Me neither. You replied, shifting to sit up a bit more upright, and scooting a bit closer towards Yoongi. Unintentionally, of course. You yawned, and stifled it by holding a hand before your mouth. “Looks like the weekend still didn’t help me regain some much needed sleeping hours.” Yoongi laughed quietly.

“I think none of us sleep enough these days.” He looked at you, his eyes darting downwards towards the sweater you were wearing. You knitted it together with your grandma over the Christmas break, in your proud house colors. You loved it, as it reminded you of home and also smelled like home. “I don't like your clothes. Take them off.”

You raised your eyebrows to him, and simply said: “No.”

“Feisty.” He replied, and you stared back at him, continuing the intense eye contact.

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” You asked.

“What if I am?” He replied, and you lost the battle by looking away, trying to hide your blush.

“I’d advise you to try another tactic.” You just said, leaning back into the sun again, closing your eyes, and trying to escape this awkward conversation. You’ve liked Yoongi for a while now, but he isn’t the most talkative, and when you’re with the big group, it’s hard to find time alone to talk to him. This proved to be true this time too, as some other people decided to join you in this place of sunshine, and started some small talk with the two of you, ending the conversation.

You just exited the great hall, eating your belly round of the delicious foods served at supper, when you heard someone call your name. You turned around, surprised to see that it was Yoongi, catching up to you. He matched your pace easily, and didn’t say anything at first. You were perplexed, and also unsure of what to say, plus majorly crushing, which didn’t help the situation at all.

“Did you make this sweater yourself?” He asked, and you looked at him, chuckling.

“I thought you said you didn’t like my clothes.” Now it was his turn to blush, but he didn’t look away from you.

“You said to try another tactic, so I’m trying. Did you make it?” You slightly shook your head in disbelief, but also didn’t quite understand that he was in fact trying to flirt with you again.

“Yes, actually. Together with my grandma, she taught me over winter break.” You said, absentmindedly stroking over the slightly oversized sweater.

“I do like it.” He said, and you glared at him. “I do! Before was just a… failed attempt at being smooth, I guess.”

“I forgive you.” You said. “But only if you treat me to a butterbeer after the OWLS are over.” He beamed at this.

“Done. And maybe you can make a sweater like this in my house colors too?

“We’ll see about that.” You said, still smiling when you parted ways to enter your common room.

Maknae line is on the way :)

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silverlightqueen · 4 years

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Mischief Managed: Restricted Section

Across the United Kingdom, millions of children attend school every day, studying Maths, English and Science, but deep in the Scottish Highlands, a lucky thousand schoolkids get to study Potions, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Whilst the rest of us learn names like Shakespeare, Avogadro and Fibonacci, they learn names like Goshawk, Bagshot and Scamander. Whilst we learn how to do algebra, how to analyse poems and how photosynthesis works, they learn how correctly use a Conjuring Spell, how to brew a Draught of Living Death and how to fly a Nimbus 2000. And naturally, school children will always find a way to misbehave, to get up to no good, to make mischief, but when you add spells, potions and magic into the mix? Let’s just say… they get up to more than just mischief. Welcome to Hogwarts.

hogwarts!au, Park Jimin x reader - comedy, mild sexual content

Rating: PG17 (discussion of sex, sexual innuendo, brief mentions of violence and torture, mild profanity)

Word Count: 2.4k+

a/n: check the masterlist before you read!! here is the second instalment of my new hogwarts drabble series called Mischief Managed! (I know it’s really quick, but I’m motivated atm so I’m just posting as I finish them lmao). thank you to the loml @silverlightprincess for proof-reading and editing for me, you’re the best! I really hope y’all enjoy this, lmk what you think, I thrive off praise lmao x

silverlightqueen masterlist

Accio (Summoning Charm)

Type: Charm

Pronunciation: Various, including: AK-ee-oh or AK-see-oh , AK-see-oh , AS-see-oh (US), and AT-chee-oh (Anglo-Catholic pronunciation)

Description: Summons an object towards the caster. It is able to summon objects in direct line of sight of the caster, as well as things out of view, by calling the object aloud after the incantation (unless the spell is casted nonverbally). This spell needs thought behind it, and the object must be clear in the casters mind before trying to summon it. The caster doesn't necessarily need to know the location of the target if they say the name of the object to be summoned, such as when Hermione Granger summoned some books from Dumbledore's office simply by saying "Accio Horcrux books!" while in Gryffindor Tower

Etymology: The Latin word accio means "I call" or "I summon"

Notes: The Summoning Charm is unable to directly summon exceptionally large targets such as buildings, or living creatures (except for Flobberworms which aren't considered to be worth summoning). It is, however, possible to move a creature by summoning things they are wearing or holding. It is also possible to bewitch items to become unaffected from this charm, as is the case with most bought goods

Lumos (Wand-Lighting Charm)

Type: Charm

Pronunciation: LOO-mos

Description: Illuminates the tip of the caster's wand, allowing the caster to see in the dark

Etymology: Latin lumen, "light"

Notes: opposite incantation, Nox, puts the light out

‘Good evening, Madam Pince,’ I say as sweetly as possible with a big smile, and the Hogwarts librarian looks at me over her glasses, her eyes flitting to Jimin stood behind me. ‘Miss y/l/n, Mr Park. How can I help you both?’ she asks slowly, nasally drawl nearly going through me, but I widen my smile even more at the vulture-like woman, looking past the hooked-nose and the shrivelled skin. ‘We’re doing a project for Professor Moody, on the Unforgiveable Curses, and he said that the books we need are in the Restricted Section,’ I smile, injecting as much sickly sweetness into my voice as possible, and I’m even graced with a smile as Madam Pince holds a hand out. ‘Note?’

Jimin drops the note from Professor Moody into her palm, and she inspects it thoroughly, holding it up to the light, before looking back to the two of us. ‘Nobody else has come asking about Unforgiveable Curse books in the Restricted Section,’ she says, almost suspicious, and I’m worried she’s going to refuse us entry – all we’ll be able to write of our essay is the title if we can’t go in and research. ‘We were all given different topics,’ Jimin replies pleasantly with his award-winning smile, and she gives one curt nod. ‘You have an hour and a half, not a moment longer,’ she says, waving her wand at the rope which cordons off the Restricted Section, the rope disappearing, and Jimin and I exchange a victorious glance. ‘Thank you, Madam Pince,’ we chorus, and she nods, waving us away with a ‘hurry along. And don’t touch the chained-up books! You’ll regret it if you do!’

We quickly head into the Restricted Section, the rope reappearing behind us, and I stop in my tracks, having to take a few moments to let my eyes readjust to the darkness. ‘Would it kill them to invest in a couple more lamps?’ Jimin mutters, putting his hand around my wrist and pulling me along behind him. The Restricted Section isn’t that big, only a few shelves on either side of us, but the darkness and the shadows make me feel like hundreds of scary things could be hiding in here, ready to pounce.

‘Lumos,’ Jimin whispers, a sudden burst of light appearing from the tip of his wand, and I feel a little better after he does so, grabbing my wand and doing the same. ‘Where do we start?’ Jimin asks, letting go of my hand, and I suddenly feel vulnerable, quickly reaching for him again, and he turns to me with an amused raise of his eyebrow. ‘Are you scared, y/n? Not very Slytherin of you,’ Jimin teases, and I roll my eyes, keeping a firm grip on his hand. ‘Shut it.’ ‘Well, I can’t hold your hand the entire time. We’ve got to actually look through the books,’ he says, and I sigh, reluctantly letting go and ignoring his laughter as I turn to look at the closest shelf.

I hold up my wand, the light from the tip streaming out onto the spines of the books, illuminating the titles. None of them seem relevant to the Unforgiveable Curses – they’re about potions or evil wizards or dark magic that’s been banned by the Ministry. But then, any of them could mention the Unforgiveable Curses, and I realise just how vague this project topic is. ‘Found anything?’ I hear Jimin’s disembodied voice echo from the other side of the shelves. ‘Nope, not yet,’ I call back, and he lets out a sigh, both of us resuming our searching in silence.

‘Here, I found one,’ Jimin says, and I can’t get to him quick enough, feeling uneasy being around all these… evil books, and in the dark, no less. The tip of his wand is resting against a book titled, ‘Magick Moste Evile’ and I use my wand to pull it off the shelf, reluctant to touch it. ‘You flip through it, see if you can find anything, and I’ll look for some more,’ Jimin says, already beginning to walk away, and I have too much pride to ask him to stay, so I just nod, looking down at the book. I use my wand to flip through the pages, and each Curse has a page dedicated to it, a little breakdown of each curse, how you perform them successfully, and their effects.

After skimming through those three pages, I’m curious as to what other spells could be in the book, and so I ignore the voice in my head telling me not to do it, and continuing flicking through the pages. Some of the spells and magic are interesting, like ‘Protego Diabolica’ (which creates a ring of fire around the caster – their allies can pass through unharmed but their enemies will be incinerated the second they come into contact with it), and ‘Fiendfyre’ (which they do teach us about, but not until we’re in sixth or seventh year because of how dangerous it is), but most of the spells make me shiver, like ‘Transmogrification Torture’ (which tortures the victim to death) and ‘Serpensortia’ (which produces a snake from the wand of the caster that attacks the victim).

‘y/n?’ I hear Jimin call, and I quickly flick back to the pages on the Unforgiveable Curses, feeling cold all over. ‘Yeah?’ I reply, and he sticks his head around the corner of the shelf beside me, making me jump. ‘You think they only have books on, like… dark magic and evil shit in here?’ he asks, a mischievous grin on his face, and I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously. ‘Well, what else would they have?’ ‘Sex books?’ he smirks, eyes sparkling with mischief, and my mouth drops open.

‘I- what? Sex books?’ I echo, eyes wide, and his grin grows even more with amusement at my reaction. ‘Yep. Like… the wizards’ Kama Sutra,’ he nods, and I choke on air, ignoring his stupid laughter. ‘Who told you about the Kama Sutra? That’s a muggle thing,’ I demand, and he looks like he’s stumbled across gold, a hand running through his jet black locks and his eyes sparkling when he says, ‘how does our innocent little y/nie know what the Kama Sutra is?’ I feel a little embarrassed, but I shake it off, rolling my eyes as I reply, ‘I grew up around stupid muggle boys, Jimin, of course I know what the Kama Sutra is. How do you know?’ ‘The others told me, Tae and Hobi about it.’ ‘Which others?’ ‘Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook,’ he lists off, and I gasp, offended, pushing down my confusion about why they were talking about sex in one of my very few absences.

‘When did you guys hang out without me?’ I demand, and he laughs. ‘When you were having your girls’ night with your little girlfriends a few weeks ago,’ he says mockingly, and I push down the temptation to hex him. The boys are always laughing at my friendship with some of the other Slytherin girls (Jennie, Nayeon, Solar, Jeongyeon, Irene and Tzuyu), saying that I’m too much of a bitch to have girl friends, but every now and then, you just need a girls’ night (and I have to have a break from the Gryffindors in our friendship group sometimes – they’re a bit much).

‘Well, no, I don’t think they have a wizards’ Kama Sutra in here. It probably doesn’t even exist,’ I murmur, reaching into my robes and pulling out my mobile phone to take pictures of the relevant pages in the book in front of me. We don’t get service here, because of the magic and because of how far out in the countryside we are (sometimes I’m lucky and get one bar down in Hogsmeade – it’s pretty rare though), but it’s good for taking pictures of books in the library so that I don’t have to take notes on parchment and then copy those notes into an essay. ‘I beg to differ. There had to have been someone who’s used magic to have freaky sex, and they have to have published it somewhere,’ Jimin says offhandedly, and I pull a face at him, not wanting to imagine the kind of things that would be published in a wizards’ book of sex positions.

‘Why are you, like, interested in finding it? It’s not like you need it,’ I tease, and he lets out a mocking laugh, rolling his eyes. ‘I’ll have you know that Jennie asked me to go down to Hogsmeade with her next weekend,’ he says proudly, and I look at him in surprise, ignoring the tense feeling that tightens my chest. ‘She did? She didn’t… tell me anything,’ I say, voice soft with shock, and he raises an eyebrow. ‘I’m surprised. You girls tell each other everything, right?’ he says, and I nod. ‘Well, we’re supposed to anyway. But whatever, it’s fine. She’s allowed to have her secrets,’ I say neutrally, using my wand to lift ‘Magick Moste Evile’ back onto the shelf.

‘Just because she’s asked you to Hogsmeade with her, it doesn’t mean you need the wizards’ Kama Sutra,’ I say, and he raises an eyebrow with a smirk. ‘We’ll see,’ he replies, and I shoot him a dirty look. ‘Men are so trash. I wish I was lesbian sometimes,’ I say mildly, continuing to search through the books, and Jimin closes his eyes, pressing his fingers to his temples. ‘Hold on, don’t say anything, let me just. Oh, yeah, that’s imprinted on my brain now,’ he says, and I let out a disgusted noise, reaching out to swat at him, and he dodges my hand with a mischievous grin. ‘Pervert.’ ‘I was joking.’ ‘I’m not sure I believe you.’ ‘Yeah, don’t.’

I roll my eyes, turning away from him and searching for more books, aware that our time is running out, and I want to find enough information to write a good essay – I don’t really want to get on the wrong side of Professor Moody. ‘This is getting boring,’ Jimin says, and I recognise his tone. It’s when he has an idea, and he’s waiting for me to agree that it’s boring, so that he can enact his idea, so I side-eye him. ‘What’s your idea?’ I ask, and he laughs, before holding up his wand. ‘Accio Unforgiveable Curse books,’ he says, and before he’s even finished speaking, I know it’s a bad idea.

The second the words leave his mouth, several loud thuds sound, and I drop to the floor, ducking from the several books that are (inevitably) about to fly towards us. A couple dozen books in total zoom through the air towards Jimin, and he shields himself, wrapping his arms around himself and tucking his head down as they make contact with his body, one of them hitting top of his head and another the area between his legs. I hold a hand over my mouth to stop the laughter from bursting out, especially when he looks at me, pouting.

‘What was that?’ we hear Madam Pince’s shrill voice echo, and my amusement is replaced by panic. Luckily, I’m a quick thinker, and I call back, ‘nothing to worry about, Madam Pince! Jimin just tripped on his robes, but he’s fine!’ Jimin shoots me a dirty look and I smile back angelically as Madam Pince replies, ‘if you say so. Remember, you only have 47 minutes and 24 seconds!’ Jimin scowls in the direction of her voice, and I have to stifle more laughter. ‘That hurt,’ he mutters miserably, rubbing at his head, and I roll my eyes as I pick myself up off the floor, dusting off my robes. ‘Will you kiss me better, y/n?’ he says cutely, pouting his plump lips and giving me big puppy dog eyes, and I scowl back at him. ‘You’re such a baby. This is what you get for talking about sex books,’ I say, and he rolls his eyes, before gasping with realisation.

‘Should I try the summoning spell to see if there are any sex books?’ he asks, and I scowl at him. ‘I swear to God,’ I say, pointing a threatening finger at him, ‘if you keep banging on about these non-existent sex books, I will not put your name on the essay, and you can face Moody, and tell him that you spent all your time looking for the wizards’ Kama Sutra instead of books on Unforgiveable Curses.’ ‘Excuse me!’ he exclaims, feigning hurt and clutching onto his chest, ‘if it weren’t for me, you’d still be searching all the shelves for Unforgiveable Curse books! And anyway, you’re the one who brought the sex books up again!’

‘Did somebody say sex books?’ we hear Madam Pince shriek, both of us looking at each in shock and panic. ‘No, Madam Pince, we said hex books!’ I call back, Jimin giving me a thumbs up, impressed with my quick thinking. ‘I should think so too,’ she mutters primly, both of us holding hands over our mouths to stifle our laughter.

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krreader · 5 years

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who would’ve thought.

pairing: gryffindor!namjoon x slytherin!reader fandom: bts ; harry potter warnings: non idol!au ; harry potter!au ; sex ; dirty talk ; language genre: smut ; fluff previous: x word count: 1.1k+

summary: nobody expected to see you two so close together.. well, except for maybe dumbledore.

a/n: it’s smut and fluff, like, how can you go wrong with that lol. I hope you like it my love

At first it was stealing away moments when nobody was looking, out in public mostly, when you were sure that you had just enough time to get it done.

But Namjoon.. he made you want more, yearn for it, actually.

Every time he slipped out of you, you wanted to whine and beg him to fuck you again, that's how bad it was now.

And these fleeting moments that you had with each other, it wasn't enough for you anymore. You were craving him, his body, but also him in general.

So nowadays, whenever either you or him were sure that your roommates wouldn't bug you for a while, you ended up doing it there.

In a comfortable bed for once.

Namjoon watched in awe as you rode him, your head thrown back in pleasure, his fingers digging into the skin of your thighs while he bit his lip, every moan that left your mouth branding itself into his mind.

He was amazed, mesmerized by your beauty and your femininity. His heart beat faster now when he was looking at you and that had never happened before.. maybe it was the adrenaline? The excitement?

He didn't know what got into him, but suddenly he pushed himself up so that he was right in front of your breasts, however he was looking up at you.

You stopped moving momentarily, then you chuckled and kissed him deeply, your tongue against his own, tasting each other while you continued to move, now with a softer pace so you could enjoy the kiss.

Things had changed between you two.

You were rivals at first, then you became fuck buddies who still didn't quite like each other.. and now it was this.

Something that neither of you could describe and maybe didn't even want to, because saying it out loud would suddenly make it real.. whatever it was.

“You're beautiful,” he whispered against your lips, one of his hands sneaking in between your bodies and grabbing your boob with just the right amount of pressure that you let out another moan.

You would have suspected Namjoon to switch positions at some point and pound into you like he normally did, but today he just enjoyed himself and let you do all the work.

It wasn't hectic like it usually was, mostly because you both knew this time you weren't in a hurry, knowing that his roommates wouldn't be here for another two hours at least.

And you rode him with exactly that thought in the back of your head.

‘Take your time. Enjoy it.’

You already had an orgasm a while ago, but you could feel another one approaching. Only that this time you wanted to come with him.

You leaned forward, your mouth right next to his ear now.

“You feel so good inside of me, Namjoon.”

And these words.. man, they did something to him. Or maybe it was just your voice, so low and raspy, moans mixed with the sentence..

“I'm so close,” he whispered, his hands returning to your waist, his grip now tighter than before, “Fuck, I'm so close, (Y/N).”

But you still didn't pick up the pace. No, you wanted this be so slow and sensual and that's exactly what he got.

His orgasm approached slowly and then hit him like a truck.

Namjoon let out a loud moan, burying the sounds by biting down on the skin of your collarbone, while you rode out your own orgasm without any shame, being as loud as you wanted to be and not giving a single fuck.

And even as he was beginning to soften inside of you, you were still gently rocking back and forth until the stimulation became too much for him and he carefully stopped you, lying down and pulling you with him.

See, this was another new thing for you two.

Cuddling.

Usually it was quietly putting your clothes back on, but it was different now.

This was affection.

However it was still hard to talk. Because, again, talking would make it real..

Namjoon's fingertips brushed over your back, your own drawing circles on his chest.

You wanted to say something, but you were struggling to find the right words.. were there even any?

And then he surprised you.

“Do you want to go to the Yule Ball with me?” he suddenly said.

At first you furrowed your eyebrows, then you smiled a little and looked up at him in confusion.

“What?”

“Well, I still don't have a date and.. I don't know, we already know what the other one looks like naked, so I figured we'd be good together?”

“You want to go to the Yule Ball with a Slytherin?” you sat up, your eyebrows still furrowed, but that smile never vanished from your face.

“You and I both know the rivalry between you and me is long gone,” there. That was step one, “What we have..-” but you couldn't let it get any further. You weren't ready for it.. or maybe you were just scared because you knew what you were feeling for him and you didn’t know if it was okay to feel that way yet.

You put your finger on his mouth and shook your head.

“Don't ruin it by saying something now, Namjoon,” and with that, you got out of bed and started to get dressed again.

And Namjoon became more and more disappointed, thinking he might have just imagined the last couple of weeks.. that things had developed into something else between you two.

“So is that a no?”

“I didn't say that,” you grinned, turning your head to look at him, “I'll go with you. If only just to see the look on McGonagall's face.”

And then Namjoon smiled again.

“Oh, Mister Kim!” McGonagall smiled from ear to ear as she spotted Namjoon, immediately smoothing out his shirt, “I have been worried that you might not come. Did you find a suitable lady for tonight?”

“Uh,” Namjoon laughed a little nervously, “She's not really a lady if you ask me, but she's.. she's the best thing that ever happened to me.”

McGonagall seemed to be confused at first, but then his attention shifted to something behind her.

And when she turned around, she saw you walking towards her, or, more likely, Namjoon.

What you wore wasn't nearly as fancy as some of the other girls' dresses, but that was exactly the point.

You knew that you didn't need a fancy dress to look amazing, you knew that something as simple as what you wore would be just as fine, because ultimately, it was about how you carried yourself in it.

And you felt awesome.

And that only made Namjoon smile harder.. be prouder, if that was even possible.

“Miss.. (Y/L/N)?” McGonagall asked, her mouth slightly ajar and her eyes blinking at you over and over again.

“I know, I know, who would have thought right? Certainly not me.”

You walked around her and hooked your arm with Namjoon's, the two of you walking away, giggling like little children.

And while McGonagall only stared after you two, completely dumbfounded, Dumbledore suddenly stood next to her with a content smile, “I told you, Minerva.”

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mingishoe · 5 years

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if you would actually want to see one of these let me know!

(This is kinda long... I’m so sorry I’m not using the ‘read more’ option so I’m so sorry if I’m spamming your feed)

(Also PSA these ideas are all my own and Ik some of them might be a lil cliche but I promise they’re all my ideas and I didn’t take them from someone else! Except the tiktok one)

Young Dumb and Broke (Series) - So this one is a lil weird but hear me out... I’m a bitch for Sugar Daddy stories but this is like a lil twist. So basically you got out of highschool and somehow got a sugar daddy (completely legal!!!) and like you got a shit ton of money and he like paid for your first two years of college so like you’re living the life- then he like puts money in your account... like a lot of money... and he buys you a bunch of shit so you’re literally living the life in his penthouse or whatever and then like you’re like hmmm ion need a sugar daddy anymore so then you’re like lemme tell him and then he like gets mad and is like get the fuck out... then you go and find your own place and like there’s no need for you to be worried about money or anything but you still go get a job just so you can be busy and you find a cute cafe and you get a boyfriend who happens to be your old sugar daddy’s son and like shit be happening. So yeah that’s what I have as of now and I think that could be fun to write

Guns N’ Roses (one shot) - I’m an even bigger bitch for Mafia shit and like a Hongjoong/Jongho/maybe Seonghwa Ateez Mafia moment? And like maybe a lil cliche moment but like the MC won’t get kidnapped by him or whatever but like she’s a little nosy bitch. Like not an annoying nosy to where she’d get fucked up by the Mafia but like nosy so tHe ScArY mAfIa bOsS thinks she’s cute, you know? So like she obviously knows who he is and like thinks he’s hot and wants to fuck. So she messes with him and is like wHy dO yOu hAVe a bLacK eYe when she obviously knows why he has a black eye. N e way... I think it would be cute or whatever but also not like a cliche he kidnapped me and I fell in love with him kinda moment.

Pancakes? (one shot) - So I’m even a bigger bitch for hybrid fics. Ik Im a bitch for a lot of stuff sorry... N e way I don’t rly know how to write one so I’d have to do like research or whatever about it and figure out anatomy of like whatever animal I’m wanting to do (probably a puppy or a kitten or a bunny bc I’m a basic bitch and don’t wanna do something cool like a snake or anything... but like MC would find said animal sOmEwHerE or maybe adopt it from the actual animal shelter instead of a hybrid one just bc they were in the animal form and not the human-hybrid form, you know? And like they take him home and like their new pet or whatever falls asleep on her tummy and like when she wakes up it’s a whole ass man and she’s like uhh what the fuck is a grown ass naked man doing on me??? And like they both get scared and like she offers him pancakes (hence the name) and like yeah they just live life after that with some conflict but it’s all good.

Temptation (one shot) - so guess what else I’m a bitch for... Vampire AUs... like who isn’t??? So like I really fuck with San/Seonghwa vampire moment?But like I really really fuck with the MC being the vampire... like there’s not a lot of one shots or series with the MC as the vampire so I think that would be cute and different. But also again, idk too much about vampire shit besides the cliche stuff and I’m sure I could take a different route with it rather than the usual uhhh shhh don’t tell anyone I’m a vampire or imma bite you kinda stuff. Or the we met in a club and imma suck your blood and you may or may not live kinda thing, even though those are my favourites and I read those all the time.

*Idk what name yet* (One shot) - I also really really like Harry Potter house AUs with maybe San or Wooyoung of Ateez... but I’ve never seen a full Harry Potter movie in my life (please don’t attack me) and I would have to like watch the movies and read parts of the books or like research stuff about the Harry Potter houses EXTENSIVELY (unless there’s anyone who wants to help me) but I rly like the whole the really pretty girl that everyone is scared of is in the Slytherin House and the cute shy boy in the Hufflepuff House has the biggest crush on her. And like she fucks with him bc he’s a Hufflepuff but she likes him too and just doesn’t know how to show it.

Hail Mary (one shot) - So like this is probably the most cliche on the list but the fucking Priests Daughter kinda shit is the best kinda shit out there. Like I would REALLY FUCK WITH A N Y member of ATEEZ LIKE FUCK! N e way- like the MC would be the priests daughter and like E V E R Y O N E knows who she is bc 1. She’s hot. And 2. She’s known for being like a goodie goodie. She’s the kinda girl that like has straight A’s in every class, doesn’t go to any parties, is at church all day every Sunday with her father. You wear a purity ring around your finger and all the boys just want to be the one to make you take it off. But like whichever member I pick (I’ve been wanting to write this for forever but I can’t pick a member from the ones listed above) actually likes you and isn’t just fucking you to get your ring.

Bookstore Girl (one shot) - So... I’ve had this idea for over a year (way before I started writing on Tumblr) it’s not rly that interesting or really original or anything but like one of my favourite songs is Bookstore Girl by Charlie Burg and immediacy after the first time I heard it I thought “I’m writing a Namjoon fic based off of this song” and I have yet to do it. If you haven’t heard it before I really recommend you do! In the song it says “Oh bookstore girl, I wonder what your name is” and “Reading only the books that you'd recommend to me... knowing more than just your name, it wouldn’t be the same... remaining fantasy, that’s more romantic to me” and it really gave me the inspiration for like maybe the MC as the other regulars that Namjoon likes so he’s always asking her for book Recs or they’d just talk about books but he doesn’t know her name and it’s practically killing him bc he has the biggest crush on her but literally knows nothing about her. So yeah I’ve personally never rly read a fic like this??? But yeah i think it would be really cute.

Groupie (One shot) - so like PH-1 is like one of my favourite artists and like he has a song called Groupie and I think it would be really interesting to incorporate it into a fic. I was thinking maybe like Jin/Taehyung BTS or like maybe Minhyuk Monsta X would go good with this kind of fic? So like in the song it’s constantly asking if their a Groupie “Are you a groupie? Tell me straight up is you a Groupie? I’m trynna do me, don’t waste my time is you a Groupie?” And like I think it would be kinda a twist if he knew the MC was a Groupie but he didn’t care bc he actually really liked her and is willing to have her around as a Groupie than not at all. But like eventually the MC would like... stop being a Groupie? And like they’d end up together fr fr, you know?

Red? (One Shot) - So yk those TikToks, yes I have a TikTok addiction don’t come at me, that are like yOu aNd yOur sOUlMaTe sEe tHe sAmE cOlOur aNd oNce yOu fAll iN lOve yOu seE eVery cOlOur? So yeah those kind of tiktoks are really creative and I think it would be a really cool fic idea. This one is obviously not my idea but I could try and like make a spin on it??? If that makes sense? But I was thinking maybe Mingi ATEEZ

*idk a name for this one either* (One shot) - So you know how there’s like a million fics that’s like tHe dEvIls sOn, which no hate bc those hit different, but like there’s never rly any where the MC is like the devils daughter yk? I’m thinking either Mingi or Yunho Ateez. So like imagine the Devil sending his daughter to go collect this “pretty boy” and bring him down. He was said to be protected by the angles so you had to get him wrapped around your finger. You take an interest in the “pretty boy” and bring him down with you and you want him for yourself, let’s just say the Devil isn’t happy...

Wings (one shot) - So I’m really into the whole Angel/Demon and Heaven/Hell kinda thing incorporated into fics and like... I’m kinda thinking like maybe Angel!Yunho/Wooyoung(kinda funny Ik) and like Demon!San/Seonghwa and like you’re one of the few “angels” that can go back and forth through Heaven and Hell. You’re half Angel and half Demon which is the reason you could travel back and forth. You usually spend most of your time on the lower half... it maybe or may not be because of a specific Demon with wings so dark you almost couldn’t see them... however, in heaven... the boy with the whitest wings you’ve ever seen makes you want to keep going back. Your wings are gray, more specifically a dark gray meaning you’re more demonic than angelic, which makes you stand out in either place. The more time you spend with the boy with the white wings... the darker they become...

사랑해 (Saranghae) (one shot) - So like Ik there’s a lot of like HighSchoolAUs and I really really like them but I wanna take a little spin on it and do like a transfer student kinda thing. So I’m thinking maybe like Yeosang ATEEZ? So like they come to America (where you’re from) from Korea and you’re assigned to be their like? Idk what it’s called? Just kinda the person to show them around and make them feel welcome. So it’s a little bit difficult because of the language barrier so you try your best to learn Korean and he try’s his best to learn some English so the two of you could talk. You’re not good at korean, at all, but you know when you hear that word... you feel the same way.

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milesabovenotch · 5 years

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Our Lucky Chance

BTS x Hogwarts!au

Ravenclaw!Kim Namjoon

Hufflepuff!you

Words: 4625

Genre: Fluff

It’s absolutely devastating for a guy like Namjoon to think about other things beside school or classes, or studies. Moreover, about feelings.

He has that uptight aura of a geek whose nose always buried in books when he actually isn’t. He’s just reserved and saving energy not to socialize with people who’ll exhaust him more, because he always need his alone time. That somehow made him to always find a way to make things easier to do and easier to understand. And this mostly applied to academic matters.

But not for this kind of matter. Relationships, being honest with his feelings, all that jazz. He has seen many from his gang of lousy friends, but teenager Namjoon lacks experience. Especially since he just realized whom he wanted to ask to the Yule Ball. Whom he wanted to spend the so-called festive night comfortably. Which was you, his very recent study-slash-library friend.

“Oh shoot, is it October already?” you whispered as the sudden realization hit you. You both were in the library, on the same spot every week. “Slughorn said the essay should be done by the first week of October and I’ve been practically avoiding nothing but that..”

Namjoon smiled as he too answered your exasperation in whispers, “Well, technically it’s still september 31st, so you still have approximately 7 days until the end of the first week.”

“Yes but even years wouldn’t be enough for Potion.” You surrendered and finally closed your Muggle Studies—your newest favorite subject because you just found a perfect way to learn it, once a week meeting with Namjoon and interrogating him who has a muggle dad about the real muggle world, in a different perspective. You’re a hufflepuff with pure blood lines (not that you care), but your parents went to different houses. Your mother was gryffindor and your father was ravenclaw. They said one family tends to be on the same houses but the theory doesn’t work for your family. But in a way you got a different perspective about each houses and maybe that is why you are rarely judgemental, you are used to think that houses don’t divine the people. You don’t quickly judge a person based on their houses. You have many friends from several houses you met on several very different occasions. You met Gryffindor Jungkook in an addition class of Magical Creatures, you met Slytherin Jimin near the Forbidden Forest to catch Almond, his escaping calico cat. And apparently, they belonged to the same group of friends. A lousy gang, actually. One thing leads to another, it made you meet Namjoon, the street smart Ravenclaw. Slughorn’s all favorite boy.

“I am very lucky to have you here to escalate things up.” you laughed when you finally clear up the table and pack up, “when did you finish yours?”

“Yesterday.” He answered as he squeezed a bunch of new book he’s borrowing from the library to his black book bag, the one he always carried whenever he went to the library.

“Wait,” you suddenly remembered something. Even only once a week meeting with Namjoon, you already know his clumsiness, “Didn’t you say something about meeting Seokjin before dinner? It’s like, five minutes to dinner now, Joon!”

“Crap!”

And he fled, leaving his book bag he just packed. A very Namjoon thing to do.

“Jin! My kindest friend, the most capable, the—“

“Stop your shit Joon, I don’t want to talk to you.” Jin walked past him in the corridor without even looking at Namjoon. He was supposed to meet Jin for his experiment about transforming Pixy Egg to a-popping-firework-egg for Easter or something, basically to make it more festive and he completely forgot that.

“But i have found the book about Pixies!” he searched for the book but he realized he’s only holding his wand and nothing else, “..where’s my bag?”

Jin only rolled his eyes for the nth time,

“There- you- are!”

You came on the exact right time to bring the bag. For a second Jin gave Namjoon a knowing look you didn’t realize when you’re catching your breath after crossing the whole corridor carrying two heavy bags around.

“So you’re the reason I got stood up. How predictable—aAW“ Namjoon stomped on Jin’s feet in panic.

“Despicable, he meant despicable. Thanks, by the way.” Corrected Namjoon. He stopped there to see you grinning, your black and yellow tie a bit distorted and your messily clipped hair is a bit messier than usual, but you still managed to get him whipped anyway.

“No problem. I’ll head to dinner first, bye you two!” his eyes still following your figure getting smaller entering the Great Hall. Even though you are literally smaller by a head than Namjoon, resulting in you always have to look up whenever you two are talking.

“Have you asked her yet?”

Namjoon jolted from his thoughts, he almost forgot he’s standing next to Jin, “-yes i’m still here, brat.”

Namjoon sighed and suddenly remember how determined he’s this morning to ask you to the Ball, but everything just vanished whenever he saw you talking. “Not yet.”

“What makes it so hard, eh?” Jin asked as they walked to the feast.

“What makes—are you kidding me? i’m not you!” Namjoon felt offended, “I suppose you already asked someone?”

“Yeah, i asked Joy, the 4th grader i told you about. And not before turning down Lucy, Clara,..”

And Namjoon chose to busy himself chomping whatever it is near him instead of listening to what Jin said in their table. It is Ravenclaw’s table where Jin’s not supposed to be sitting, but it’s their thing. Even if only two person at first sitting together there, in minutes there will be five more to come. They just came to reunite on whichever house table they chose.

”Oooh, someone’s grumpy here.” ..Taehyung sat next to Namjoon. And then came another curious eyes and ears around from Jimin and Jungkook.

“Let me guess,” Yoongi has always been the quietest to approach them, but then suddenly talking as if he was there all along, “So between us 7, only you who haven’t asked someone out to the Ball?”

“What??” Namjoon felt betrayed, “So you guys already have plus ones?”

“Of course.” Jimin answered while munching the potatoes, “We agreed that today’s the deadline, right?”

“No, we didn’t.” Namjoon protested, “It’s tomorrow by breakfast!”

“Same thing. You only got an hour or two until bed time, what’s the difference?”

“All the difference in the world! it’s tomorrow, okay? Let me just eat my dinner in peace.” The crankiness was getting to Namjoon’s nerves. While the rest of the gang were joking and teasing each other about how they asked their dates to the Ball, Namjoon couldn’t help but looking for you on the corner of his eyes.

You were there, as ordinary as usual. Chatting and eating with your hufflepuff friends, surrounded by some girls giggling about something Namjoon didn’t know, approached by a guy..

Wait. What?

A gryffindor guy, what’s the name, Mino or something? Just approached you boldly on the dinner full of everyone, easily spotted, with a bouquet of rose, something Nerdy Joon would have never done. Besides he would rather not announced it publicly, he also knew very well that you don’t like red roses. You prefer yellow roses or tulips. What he couldn’t believe was that he himself was getting there, he will approach you after dinner before you go to your common room. He was just late by minutes, and here he had to watch you answered to Mino’s request? What a mess.

And by the way you blushed, accepted the bouquet, and teased by your friends (not to mention a big fisting yes! gesture from Mino, walking gallantly back to his table received by his friends as if he’d saved the Wizarding Community), Namjoon knew he’s late late. And suddenly, the grilled chicken in front of him didn’t seem so appetizing anymore.

“Hyung, come on.” Jungkook nudged him, apparently all of them also saw the hurtful scene before, “You know i would gladly sabotaged him, right?”

“Or i could crush him on tomorrow’s quidditch? I could fly the bludger towards him..” Jimin, slytherin’s beater already offering some kind of heroic actions.

“Thanks, but no, that’s a very muggle high-schooler thing to do.” Namjoon sighed and look at you. For a second your eyes met him, and shyly nodded your head and back to eating you soup. “it’s her decision, after all.”

But he didn’t finish his dinner.

“Would you go on a date with me tomorrow?”

That was one unexpected line that came out from Mino. Because the whole castle is on roaring attempt of getting plus ones for the Yule Ball but here he is, only asked you to go on a date with him tomorrow.

“I thought you were gonna ask her to the Ball?” Seulgi besides you gasped when seeing the beautiful roses pointed at you.

“Maybe? But i think we deserve one date for the sake of knowing each other, right?” Mino said nonchallantly, pointing his sharp eyes at you.

You are not one to prepare to be approached like this. You are not that fond of anything done.. publicly. You are not as charming as Slytherin’s Joy, or as bright as Seulgi, or even as pretty as Irene. You are just.. you. The not-so-prepared-for-a-surprise-you. That’s why you blushed when you accepted Mino’s roses. And pretty much no word came out beside a nod. Because no further harm could be done because of accepting one date, right?

The next day Namjoon met you at Potions, because you both were class partner after all, you shared the same cauldron today because apparently Slughorn just wanted a teamwork for this Felix Felicis finishing. Namjoon just hoped that he could be as lucky as this light liquid on his life.

“Why are you so quiet today?” you asked him, “did something happened?”

Namjoon stopped his daydreaming, “No, not at all.” But he’s not a sore loser, with you or not, he’d have to go to the ball and you’re his—well—friend after all, “What’re you doing after this?”

“Oh—“ suddenly you bit your lower lip, “You know that Mino guy from gryffindor?” yeah, as if i didn’t see it yesterday, Namjoon held his breath for a second, “he asked me for a date today, so i said yes.”

“I saw it. The rosey gesture huh.” he stirred the liquid until it turned bright, almost transparent. “what did you do with the poor flower?”

“Gosh, i feel bad so i just left it on the corner of my common room. This morning, a house-elf already put it on a vase, i’m guessing Winky, she likes to decorate.”

“One day i left a note on top of my holey socks and asked any house elf to help me sew it. It ended up with a flower pattern, Winky doing. To be honest i prefered them holey, thank you very much.”

You laughed at how Namjoon grunted. And you thanked God at how Slughorn was seriously talking to Henry who had a football player muggle-dad.

“Actually.. is it okay i have worries for the date? I don’t know Mino that well.”

Maybe, it’s time for Namjoon to take the bait.

So he said, “But do you like him though?” nonchalantly, yet his hand got colder at the same time.

You shrugged. “I don’t know. I just met him twice at his quidditch practice when i was waiting for Yeri, and we just talked for a bit. Do you know him? From the boys?”

He’s a snobbish proud artsy brave young man—impossible if he said the truth, right? So Namjoon just went on saying, “i also met him only on several classes. Jungkook said he’s an okay flyer after all.”

“’Okay’, huh? i bet Jungkook doesn’t want to lose his fair flyer title, after all.” You giggled. “speaking of which, why haven’t I see you fly?”

“the sky doesn’t suit me, girl. Don’t you remember how i tripped every 10 steps? I don’t want to embarass myself tripping up in the air.”

“Hey, i have a very good idea!”

It’s your eyes that Namjoon always hold on to. Your excited eyes, showing some little dimples around your upper cheek. He could see you like this all day and don’t mind at all. But now, he just couldn’t stop, “What?”

“I promised you i’ll go with you seeing the Thestrals, right? Isn’t it tomorrow?”

“Yes, to help me tend them because i can’t see them..” Namjoon is blessed by haven’t seen anyone died. Unlike you, back when you were young and there was the famous War of Hogwarts, before that the Death Eater were dominating. You saw one of your muggle neighbor got killed by a death eater right before your family called you to Disapparate. So, yes, you could see Thestrals.

“We could try riding them!”

“You mean you want to see me floating in the air on a something i couldn’t see?”

“It’s like riding a horse, i promise you. and besides, you could hang on to me in front of you.”

That took an amount of consideration for Namjoon to think.

“Okay kids, wrap up! I will test your Felix.” Suddenly Slughorn called and interrupted your conversation.

“Whatever, i will meet you tomorrow at 4 pm behind Hagrid’s Hut.” You whispered.

Namjoon spent the rest of the afternoon in a blur. He perfectly knew you and Mino would go sightseeing on the lake, to the quidditch field, and he practically had been avoiding almost every window just so he couldn’t get a glimpse of you or Mino. He’d rather not knowing anything.

He’s just lazying around in Ravenclaw’s common room nearing twilight when suddenly a fourth year girl—Doyoung?—approached him.

“Hey, Namjoon? There’s a hufflepuff girl waiting for you outside.”

“Who?”

“I don’t know but she said to pass the message.” And then she left.

He wanted to think that it’s you, with your cancelled or failed date with Mino but would that be harsh?

But he’s right about one thing, it’s you sitting on the stairs just beside the Raven of the Ravenclaw’s common room door. He wanted to believe that it would be him who would lighten up your long face. You looked exhausted and spent, humming to yourself a muggle song—Good together by Honne, introduced by Namjoon through his iPod—while closing your eyes. Namjoon approached quickly and sit beside you.

Of course you opened your eyes instantly, because every movement Namjoon did including some harsh wind blown and a little bit of vibrations on every surfaces he touched, so people will easily know it’s him.

“Hi! Am i interrupting you?” you said to the tall man beside you, whose legs taken up two steps below the one your legs were in.

“I didn’t expect you to come, but no actually.”

“Let’s go meet the thestrals now!”

“Now? An hour before dinner?”

“Yes pleasee?”

And he couldn’t ever say no to that pleading eyes of yours, so he nodded.

Several minutes later after some attempt of stopping by the kitchen and asked for some raw meats from the house elves (one elf even said to Namjoon “Would you like a whole seasoned raw lamb, sir?”) you both were behind Hagrid’s hut, heading to the forest you acclaimed to have been there several times before. Namjoon stayed close to you with his bag full of meat.

The sky had become so orange reaching the twilight, a shade of red around the round sun looking like a perfectly round egg yolk Namjoon had for breakfast. It was not too windy or too dark yet, some said it’s the-

“Perfect weather to fly, don’t you think?” you also stopped beside Namjoon to look up at the sky, “One thing i love about this place is the silhouette of the Astronomy tower. That makes every scenery i see from here a thousand times more beautiful. Aesthetic, like it comes from a paintings.”

“It is a painting, don’t you think?” Namjoon answered, “Done by a whole different Great Force out there that we mere humans couldn’t surpass, even with the most magical magic there is.”

“You now what, Joon. I love how that sound. Perfectly said.” you converted your eyes to a whole another scenery beside you, a built young man looking at the vanilla sky talking about the Great Force endearingly. “You always admit that there’s a Greater Force above us all, that’s why you always walk around keeping your head down. Because you know, we’re not superior enough to feel superior.” You ended that with an endearing smile on your face.

Was that blush you see coloring Namjoon’s face or it’s just a reflection of a phoenix passing by? Nonetheless, it looked good on him. You always thought about how he was the sweetest person alive, with just the right amount of clumsiness to cloud his extraordinary cleverness and soft heartedness. How can someone not like him? Even you think he was so precious, on how he always treated people beside him carefully and little creatures beside him carefully.

And you always liked the way Namjoon simply said your name, like now. “Listen, I—“ he looked like he wanted to tell you something important, but then he got pushed away to your right looking stunned. Of course he was, it’s caused by a young Thestral nosing his bag too passionately, pushing his shoulder to the side.

“Oops, tripped on my own foot.” He finally came to his own wrong conclusion.

“No, Joon. It’s a thestral!” you said excitedly. “Oh my God it’s here.. i wish you could see it. No, i didn’t mean it that way, but-“

Namjoon chuckled when he said, “I get your point, silly.” And he proceeded to see you stroked something in the middle of an empty air. Just like how the book and the way you described it, he imagined you stroked its nose on its bony anatomy. You reached Namjoon’s fingers and lead him to stroke the thestral on the previous part you touched. Namjoon made a weird sound between gasp and an audible grumble.

“it feels.. weird? A bit cold and hairy, don’t you think?”

“But it doesn’t have any hair on the part you touched.” You laughed seeing him scrunched his nose, thinking hard about the texture he’s touching.

And after that you and Joon feed the thestrals, because after the first time you and him gave the young thestrals a slice of meat (and Namjoon was fascinated on how the meat seemed to gone bits by bits by itself) several other adult thestrals came to see you guys.

“They’re gentle beings, often being misunderstood because of their looks, Hagrid said.” your eyes soften seeing them eating.

“Sometimes i get what he said, but sometimes he just got too innocent to realize that a giant horned being 10 meters high being capable of breathing fire when approached doesn’t equal as adorable.” You both laughed at what Namjoon said, “We’ve run out of meats, by the way.”

“Then maybe it’s time to fly! Hi there this is our last meat, would you let us fly with you?” you said to a tall thestral you’re feeding on.

Several minutes later you were already sat behind its neck and convincing Namjoon that it’s completely safe up here. With the help of your hand and a wingardium leviosa later, he cramped himself between you and the thestral’s wings. Because of the little space, your back had to completely stick to his chest.

“Sorry if this is uncomfortable.” Said Joon. Part of you felt shy but it’s Namjoon, a guy you knew well and trust completely. So you took a deep breath, reminding yourself that there was supposed to be none to be palpitating about, and yet your heart still gone too fast to your liking. You just hoped Namjoon wouldn’t feel it on his chest.

Little did you know, Namjoon panicked. He didn’t know what to think, where to touch (it’s not like i’m thinking about touching anything, he thought worriedly) but this is the first time he will fly with thestrals, of course he had to be sure about anything. Just like how he had to be sure about something he denied often recently.

“Is it okay if i hold onto the neck?” he said.

“Joon, i know you have long arms but we both will lose our balance that way.” You said after one long thought. “You can hold on to my...waist. please don’t get me wrong there’s no other way! Except you’ll lead this thestral to fly then we should change position?”

“But i can’t fly!? What should i do?”

“Okay.. let’s not panic here. The thestral could feel it. Just..” you touched Namjoon’s flailing hands and made it rest on your waist where he held that awkwardly. “Let’s do this!!” you shouted that happily and encouraged the thestral to fly.

Namjoon has tried flying with broom before. And never, not once he felt anything like this. Namjoon felt like you navigated the thestral gracefully, even though it felt awkward at first to have wings flapping beside his resting feet. But later he got used to it and it felt like he is entrusted to something bigger than him that could take him anywhere he wanted with his wings. In mere seconds you both reached the top of astronomy towers, where the sun felt closer than ever before and you both took a moment to see the beautiful sky upclose. You navigated the thestral to spin and make you both go around the castle twice, looking at students from around the castle walking to the Great Hall because it’s almost dinner, turn south until you reached the end of the forest, and finally flew down near the lake.

The thestral stopped at the open space by the end of the lake. Finally Namjoon climbed down the thestral, thanking him and reached out his hand to help you down. His hands were cold and sweaty as you remembered, and at the same time the thestral lowering his neck to drink from the lake, causing you to stumble down. Luckily, Namjoon was there already to catch you and held you steady on his chest.

Hearts thumped rapidly, you both still had increased breathing from the excitement because of the flying experienced from before. Thoughts on the adrenaline rush can’t seemed to reach higher was definitely proven wrong. Because when your eyes both met for a moment, that second made you both lost on each other’s gaze. You knew Namjoon could clearly see you blush because you, too, could see clearly his wavering eyes and the way his adam apple moved because he gulped.

You both let go of each other after you both went to your senses, and you sat next to each other watching the thestral drink.

“Thanks for the flying experience today.” Namjoon patted your head.

“Thanks for flying with me.” you nudged his shoulder with your elbow. “I sounded like a muggle flying attendants right now.” The silence after your laughter felt assuring, somehow.

“I kinda get it now.” Namjoon said with confidence he found suddenly, “Why you like flying very much. It’s like reaching another experience that gives you strength, in a strangely beautiful way.”

“Fly often, then? Just for your own peace of mind, no pressure.”

“I could never navigate as well as you, though.” He looked at you, sincerely complimenting.

“Thanks, Joon.” You rested your head on his shoulder. “i knew it. I could never be as assured as when i’m with you.”

“What happened? Is it about.. the date?”

“Let’s not call it one.” You sighed. “it’s just an attempt of saving his face between him and his friends, because apparently he boastfully said that he could date any Hufflepuff as well as he could win his first Quidditch game. His friends want prove, so.”

“What??” Namjoon felt his blood boiled, not just because of your proximity but for other reasons, anger, he supposed. “Completely dumb things some Gryffindor would do.”

You nudged his arm out of habit because of his stereotyping about houses, “Well, at least he had the audacity to tell me beforehand. Because, i quoted, he said ‘I don’t want you to get your hopes high or something, because i already had a date for my Yule Ball’ ”

“Shit.”

“I gave him one by saying ‘well you better say thank you because i accidentally saved your face once, and i’m not going to do it again because you will go against me on your first Quidditch game, of course there’s no way i’m letting you win.’ And i left him in an instant to go flying with you. shouldn’t have said yes afterall.“

“Damn, girl!” Namjoon laughed proudly as he circled his arm around your shoulder and stroked your arm. “Didn’t know you could be that savage.”

“I could! But just, i’d rather not experience anything like that again.”

“No way in hell. You could trust me.”

The pause in his voice made you turn your head and looked at his face, “Meaning?”

“Because I..” Namjoon knew it would be his chance, this. Right now. Just you both alone (don’t count the Thestral), not in public. A very Namjoon way to do. “I’ve been meaning to ask you to the Ball.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s been you in my mind all along.”

Your smile grew as you could feel how sincere he sounded, “Joon..”

He grasped your hand between his big ones, and entwined your fingers together before mumbled, “If you would like to, of course.”

“Of course i want too.” you tightened your fingers around him. “I would love to go to the Yule Ball with you!”

His dimpled smile was the most precious thing, following his cresccent eyes. He smiled with his face, he smiled with his whole body, emitting a sense of security you found rarely in anyone else.

“And if things..go right,” he said, “after the Yule Ball, let me tell you something important.”

Your forehead creased, “Why not now?”

“Because,” he stroked your knuckles with his thumb, “dinner has already started, and i’m hungry. Haven’t had anything decent since you told me about your date.”

You chuckled and he stood up still taking your hand.

“And because i think i could feel the thestral nudged me to get him one more slice of meat. Bet Hagrid has some. I owe this one for my flying date today.”

“So i still had a date today, but with you and not with Mino?”

“I’d be most delightful to revised your horrible—erm, encounter, before.”

“That’s settled, then. I had a great date today. Thank you, Kim Namjoon.”

“I thank you, madam.” He pecked the back of your hand slightly before laughing hard seeing your confused yet smitten face.

“that’s cute, but what are you doing?”

“I think Darcy has gotten into me.”

“Who’s Darcy?”

He sighed, “Clearly you have to be more educated about Muggle classics before becoming my girlfr—oops.”

“Come again?”

“Nope. Dinner, now.”

You teased him about his resurfaced shyness. He told you nothing else, just walked and held your hand through the Great Hall to eat dinner between his circle of friends. Jimin teased you both and Jungkook drank a whole pot of pumpkin juice as a celebration of whatever this is. But seeing Namjoon’s laughter, making his effort to eat with one hand because he still wanted to hold your hand below the table, you knew that you were in the right hand all along.

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Park’s Polyjuice Portion |PJM

• Pairing: Jimin x reader

• Genre: Harry Potter!au, major fluff and basically a crack, Body switching.

• Word count: 2.8k

• a/n: Hii!!! Erm so this is my first one-shot on tumblr, so I don’t know how to really feel about this ;) This is also my first time writing something involving Harry Potter’s Hogwarts so if I make errors, please, pretty please correct me! Lastly, I hope you guys reading this like this, thank you! <3<3<3

• Summary: You’re a muggle with a wizard best friend, who’s dragged into the ball at Hogwarts, only to be stuck with annoyingly gorgeous men and happen to meet someone who’s not who you actually think he is.

“Oh come on Y/n, it’s really not as bad you think!”

You listen to him exclaimed while you continue to do the dishes after having breakfast. Your best friend Hoseok has been practically begging you ever since he appeared magically in your house.

No, really. He did actually magically appear in your house.

“Hobi,” you call, “They’ll realize I’m a muggle just by looking at me, I’m not going!”

“So? If anything I’ll have your back,” Hoseok assures. “Plus, if you do see any magic happen, your memory will be erased anyway.”

You glare at him before he, “Okay, well not really since you’re the only family I have and were the one who was told about me getting into the school.”

You’re honestly so so proud of your best friend for making it into Hogwarts but that’s about it. You have no intention to meet other wizards, so let alone going to the ball overflowed with them. You’ll feel completely left out and there’s no way you’re going there.

“Y/n,”

“No means no. Plus, I still don’t understand why you want to take me when there are plenty of other girls that are literally ‘dying’ to dance with you!” You don’t forget to use your fingers for speech marks when emphasising the words.

The man sassily just rolls his eyes at you, “Y/n, if you come-”

“No.”

“I’ll grant you as many foods you want.”

“Oh?”

And that’s all it took for Jung Hoseok to get you to be his partner for the night.

Dressed up in a glittery, not too long dress, you show up at the ball that’s literally filled up like an ocean of the unknowns. Since you saw this coming, you’re not very disappointed as you stand while looking around the unfamiliar faces, when your eyes finally stop at a very astonishingly dashing guy.

He’s standing with his group of friends, with a smile tucking in his gorgeous lips. His eyes almost disappear when he laughs ever so cutely. His cheeks look full yet with a jawline sharper than perhaps your brain itself.

You’ve only stared at him for at least more than two minutes and he already, at least, brushed his hair back with his fingers, like six times.

You gulp. Holy crap you don’t think you’ve ever seen anyone This perfect before.

You really thought Hoseok was the only one but that thought is clearly about to change.

You can’t help but subconsciously keep your eyes glued to him when you abruptly hear a whistle, close enough to your ear to tickle and make you flinch.

Rolling your eyes thinking it’s your friend, you instantly grab his wrist and twist it painfully, simultaneously turning to face the taller man and to your surprise, the scoffing man isn’t Hoseok.

Eyes widening you quickly let go and step three inches back from the stranger. The guy simply chuckles in amusement at your reaction. His black doe eyes that look at the ground while laughing, now stare back at you. His revealed loveable smile reminding you of a bunny, faces you like you’re the entertainment he’s been looking for this boring night.

“Eh sorry I was just looking-”

“Admiring his looks right there?” He points out at the beautiful guy you were staring at.

You gulp before hesitantly looking up at the bunny boy. A huge, shocked, annoying sigh escapes your mouth at how seriously handsome this person before you is. Bloody hell are all the people at Hogwarts This good-looking?

Too bad no one would be interested in a muggle like you… Where’s Hobi though?

He literally just brought you here and then vanished again, saying he wanted to introduce you to his friend.

Busy talking to yourself in your mind, the guy smirks while observing your lost face as you look around for your best friend.

“I’m not surprised that you’ve been staring at him for so long,” he speaks. “He’s way too charming to resist, nearly the whole school wanted to be his partner but he chose to reject them all and leave his hunt for a partner for last minute.”

The guy talks so proudly as if he knows, the cute guy you were staring at, more than himself.

“You know you shouldn’t go too much into the looks though… Because his personality will make you surely fall in love with him.” He winks at you, followed by a smirk.

Okay, but you didn’t need to know this? Why’s he telling you all this?

“I haven’t seen you before,” Oh so now he realised.

“Huh oh, yeah,” you voice, “I don’t come here… A friend asked me to be his partner,” you tell him honestly and surprisingly a bit too casually for someone who easily stresses.

“No way you’re a muggle!” His eyes almost pop as he processes this info. “You do realize if anyone finds out-”

“Yeah yeah I know I might even get turned into a pumpkin,” you exaggerate, growing visibly nervous now.

The bunny boy chuckles before introducing himself, “I’m Jim-Jjjjungkook-!” You have no idea why he pulled the J so long as if he had forgotten his own name.

“I’m Y/n,”

“And that’s Jimin by the way, Park Jimin!” Jungkook snaps as he points again.

“I literally looked at him for once, why do you keep telling me about him? Can you tell me where Jung Hoseok is instead?” you ask while being anxious as he might announce to everyone that you’re a muggle and you’d probably get turned into an ant or whatever Hogwarts students do.

“You came with Hoseok?”

Before you could answer him and ask again where he might be, a hand is placed on Jungkook’s broad shoulder turning him to view two other boys.

Yep. It’s official. Everybody that goes to Hogwarts is unbelievably gorgeous and you are a clear witness of that.

One boy has grey hair while the other has green. The grey-haired boy is shorter than both green haired guy and Jungkook. Despite his height, the boy is no short when it comes to his beauty. A small, round shaped face with small eyes that naturally face downwards, resembling a cute cat. Lil meow meow.

The green haired guy, on the other hand, looked like a character straight from an anime. With one monolid and one partial double eyelid. You can only feel a unique aura coming from the tall boy.

“Where’s Namjoon hyung?” the green haired boy asks Jungkook, ignoring your existence.

“I don’t know dude, I just got here,” Jungkook replies. “Why?”

“Oh he has the potion-” the green haired boy is about to reveal when his eyes now travel down to you. “Nothing Jim- I mean, Jungkook.” He stutters.

“I see you’re having fun with…” he tries to scan your face and remember your name but how can he remember it when he’s never even seen you before.

“It’s Y/n,” you quietly let out with a slight smile.

“Hold on,” now the grey-haired boy says, “I’ve never seen you before.”

You’re ready to try to say something but before anything Jungkook’s body shifts a little close to your side and front, almost covering yours. “She’s with me. She’s from Beauxbatons Academy, she just happened to come later than others, so I’m just showing her around.”

The grey-haired boy nods silently as he buys whatever Jungkook just blabbered while the green haired boy, “well, hi! I’m Taehyung and this is Yoongi and welcome to Hogwarts!”

You smile in return to both of them as the charismatic boy named Taehyung passes you an endearing boxy smile whilst forwarding his hand. You accept his hand and both shake it until the boy brings your hand closer to his lips and gently kisses it. You feel like you’ve been hit with 440volts when this happens yet you only smile a little harder not realizing your cheeks getting a little pink.

Taehyung chuckles at your reaction when Jungkook suddenly moves more to the side, bumping your arm lightly in order for your and Taehyung’s contact to break.

“Hyung I thought you were looking for someone.”

“Oh right!” Taehyung’s eyes now widen like a busted child who forgot to do their assignment that is due next. “Let’s go hyung.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, I was gonna leave you here anyway,” Yoongi mutters before looking at the two of you, “See you both.”

“See ya! Bye gorgeous,” Taehyung softly murmurs but loud enough for you and Jungkook to hear, before leaving.

Jungkook turns to you now with his face not as bright as before when he was speaking to you but rather with an annoyed look.

You blink at him cluelessly. Then, you spot something strange. “Well you seemed to be more interested in speaking to Taehyung than with me and you just talked for two seconds,” Jungkook pouts.

“Well he sounded more gentle and someone who’s actually interested in wanting to know me unlike you who’s just looking for fun,” you easily state after you watch Taehyung vanish out of your sight and look back at Jungkook.

“I thought you were interested in that guy,” he points.

“I never said that.”

“Your eyes did,” he whispers in a flirty manner as if not you, but he’s the one in love with the other guy.

“Hey, I don’t even know him, let alone-”

“Jimin is a Slytherin and he’s one of the most popular guys in Hogwarts. He’s smart, funny and incredibly charming. I’d say he’s way more charming than Taehyung actually.”

“Jungkook,” you mutter, “your hair… Is it my eyes or are they changing colours?”

Jungkook doesn’t even check or stare in disbelief to your question but instead blinks twice in the realisation of something that you probably don’t know.

Then, his skin begins to act even weirder and you feel like you’re going crazy when you watch his skin look like little tennis balls wondering around under the skin of his face. It’s like his face was preparing to transform into a different one… And you realise that’s exactly what was happening when his eyes begin to change shape and without a warning, Jungkook grips onto your wrist tightly before dragging you with him to the unknown.

“Jungkook!” You exclaim, releasing your arm from his hold. “What the heck is going on!?”

You frown at his back facing you, “Jung-”

He turns around- no, someone else turns around. The same body yet different face- no, it’s not even the same body anymore, his body structure changed completely too. From tall to a shorter body yet still gifted with the stunningly fit body.

His hair no longer pitch black but a dark shade of brown. His eyes were more petite in contrast to his full lips.

“J- Jimin?”

“Ah, hey.”

“WHAT THE HECK?”

“Y/n I can explain,” he says as you stare at him frowning even more.

“You see, me and Jungkook just wanted to experiment this potion-”

“And it had to be tonight?” You exclaim not wanting to hear anymore.

“Yeah well,” Jimin tries to explain once again when suddenly the music changes and it was time for the dance. Jimin looks at you with worried eyes and you glare at him before turning around to leave him and find Hoseok as soon as possible.

“Y/n wait!” the boy holds onto your wrist once again.

“What?”

“Will you dance with me?”

You blink at the boy dumbfoundedly. Is he seriously asking a muggle to dance with him? He actually thinks you’re going to even get close to him without even knowing what kind of potion he’s hiding in his pocket to give you! You seriously shouldn’t have agreed to come here with Hoseok. That guy literally left you on your own ever since you got here.

“No.”

“But-”

“No! My answer is no! If I stay here any longer I swear to god I’m actually going to go crazy and how do I know you won’t do anything to me! Especially when you’re a Slytherin, how can I trust you?!”

Jimin sighs before recklessly digging his hands in his pocket.“You’re right. I’m a Slytherin, I shouldn’t be begging anyone to dance with me. In fact, I know your secret.”

Your jaw drops. “You won’t-”

“Shall we?” He passes a cheeky smile to you with his eyes threatening to disappear again. Sticking his arm out, only for yours to wrap around it, you nervously walk with him.

You then place your hand in his while he turns to snake his hand around your waist. Whisking you onto the ballroom floor, he makes you turn and twirl like some professional dancer until you somehow manage to bump into his chest as he pulled you close.

You try and resist as his ravishing feature does not help when it’s THIS close. Your other free hand is pressed against his chest as you separate your body from his when he swiftly pull you close again with the other hand.

“You know, you don’t have to pretend that you’re not interested in me,” he suggests in a seductive tone.

“Okay, I may have been captivated by your-" Wait, Y/n what are you saying, you can’t boost his ego. You think to yourself.

"Look, I don’t even know you and we barely-”

“But I know you,”

“We just met- wait what?” you gaze puzzled at him while your body moves around and distancing from Jimin’s every once in a few seconds.

“You’re Hoseok hyung’s Y/n,” you notice a shift in his tone to a very gentle one. “Of course I know you, he talks so much about you, I already recognised you the moment I saw you, I just can’t believe I’m actually seeing you for real.”

“I don’t understand-”

The pair of you are interrupted when this time, the real Jungkook appears in your sight and whispers something to Jimin. And by the look on Jimin’s face, you doubt it’s good news when he, “Y/n, I’ll explain later but trust me and follow Jungkook!”

Before you could utter anything, Jimin leaves you and you’re left to follow the real Jungkook who takes you to Hoseok.

“HOSEOK YOU PIECE OF SHIT.” You don’t waste any time to slap the life out of him for leaving you all this time.

“This is Taehyung and Namjoon by the way,” Hoseok introduces Taehyung and another tall handsome man smiling at you, revealing his alluring dimples. You smile back at the two whilst doing the opposite with Hoseok. “I can’t believe you left me alone there, I’M NEVER GOING WITH YOU ANYWHERE EVER AGAIN!”

“Well I mean your greed for food dragged you here, not me,” he jokes while the other boys chuckle.

“Really? Really Hoseok?”

“Okay fine, I was just trying to help a friend out,” Hoseok expresses.

“What friend?”

So this friend of Hoseok that Hoseok tried to help that night to the point that he even left you, was no other than Park Jimin.

Apparently, this friend of his has had a crush on you ever since Hoseok started talking about you to his friends and the more Jimin heard, the more he wanted to personally get to know you better. When he saw you, you were indeed much prettier than he saw in the picture of you and Hoseok together.

It’s been months since that event occurred when you last saw Hoseok or any of his friends, even Jimin.

Nonetheless, Park Jimin has been sending letters to you through owls while you reply through muggle mails. Surprisingly enough, Jimin isn’t as cocky as he may have given the impression of when you first met. In fact, he’s very bright, friendly, playful and definitely charming like even he himself said to you once.

You cannot help it but fall deeper and deeper for a guy that you barely see and only met once while talking to each other through mails.

You sigh after finishing washing off the dishes and shake your hands one last time on the sink before a pair hands abruptly grasp around your waist and spin you around to face the person.

“Jim-”

He doesn’t even let you finish before slamming his plump lips onto yours as he simultaneously holds you, placing you on top of the counter.

Allowing himself to stand in between your thighs, he breaks off the kiss just to say, “I’m not leaving this unfinished like our dance.”

And he kisses you again.

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