Sorting Kim Taehyung| BTS Scenario ~ Hogwarts AU

Sorting Kim Taehyung| BTS Scenario ~ Hogwarts AU

The Sorting Hat felt this kid was all over the place with his thoughts. 

The kid asked all sorts of strange questions, ranging from the Sorting Hat’s dietary habits, to how it feels to be needed only for the beginning of the year and then sitting at the old Headmaster’s office for the rest of the year. Does he talk to the headmaster and the other portraits on the wall? What’s it like in the office?

Finally the Hat got a grip on Taehyung and settled his thoughts. His curiosity would have been such a Ravenclaw characteristic if he didn’t pick up on his underlying sly and clever spirit that pushed him to gather data about the Headmaster’s office for a prank he’s been planning for over a month now.

This boy was actually pretty nervous but he used his erratic nature to deter away from that. This boy’s brain had such Ravenclaw potential with a Slytherin mindset. But where was his heart? All he could think about was his family right now. He imagined himself to go into the Ravenclaw house because of his mother, to make her proud. But his ambitions were higher than that of a Ravenclaw.

The Sorting Hat’s objective was to dig into the inner beings of each child, and he knew Ravenclaw would soon bore the excitable Taehyung, as well as exhaust the never-ending pursuits for knowledge and wisdom. Just because his mother was Ravenclaw, didn’t mean it fits this boy but he himself didn’t realize that; obviously not a Ravenclaw. His ambitions were not in line of than that of a Slytherin; he wouldn’t fit in Slytherin. Where could he go? He would eat the other Hufflepuffs for breakfast. He would fit right in with Gryffindor. Gryffindor would allow his erratic nature to grow into a lover of defying limits.

The matter was settled in Taehyung’s head.

The Hat needed to let the boy’s mind go wander free again or else the Sorting Hat might need to take a break and sit down, so to speak. Hopefully he has the energy later to remind the headmaster about a potential prank in the nearer future. Screw that, it wasn’t the hat’s job.

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Namjoon~~~Seokjin~~~Yoongi~~~Jimin~~~Jungkook~~~Hoseok

Sorting Park Jimin | BTS Scenario ~ Hogwarts AU

It’s a constant struggle for many students between these two houses, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor; similar to the Hufflepuff-like Gryffindor boy. But he since he was much less self-aware, it required the hat to dig more.

This muggleborn was pure for sure. There is such a shy willingness in him with fierce determination to be chivalrous and he was daring enough to prove himself. His kindness was very obvious at the first look.

The Sorting Hat could see the memories he’s had with that erratic Slytherin-like Gryffindor first year and some other first years on the Hogwarts express. He and that boy had such a great chemistry, reminding the hat of two infamous mischievous ginger-haired twins of so many years ago.

But the hat could see the desire Jimin had to be with his new friend in Gryffindor, proving his Hufflepuff loyalty. But his daring determination would only get him so far, lag far behind Taehyung’s. His heart was where he needed to be.

There are one of two outcomes. Jimin could use his kind behavior to lower Taehyung’s energy, or Taehyung could bring out the daring side of Jimin and could cause a lot of mischief around school.

Either way, the bond would have to be formed by different houses.

“Hufflepuff!”

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Namjoon~~~Seokjin~~~Taehyung~~~Yoongi~~~Jungkook~~~Hoseok

Hi! I was wondering if you could write a Taehyung scenario where he saves me, it's based off of the movie tangled. (Rapunzel) thanks! Oh! And I love your scenario for Taehyung 'canceled' it was AMAZING. 🌸

Ah! My first request! I’m excited! Thank you for reading!

Tangled huh? I love that movie. Movie-length request? :P lol that would be fun and challenging but I’ll only do a portion of it, with of course, my own twist (but I seriously enjoy authenticity while maintaining my own characters and style, so we’ll see how I do). 

Same setting though. I will work on it as soon as I’m done with my final today. And I’ll probably watch the movie as I’m working on this. You remind me that I haven’t watched it in a while lol.

If the scene isn’t the scene you’re thinking of, “girl, let me know”, Tangled anon! And if it is the scene, you loved it, and you want another, “just let me know” too! :P

Tangled

Sorting Jeon Jungkook | BTS Scenario ~ Hogwarts AU

Was it possible for the Sorting Hat to feel conflicted and slightly worried? 

This kid had an unstable energy in him that whispered Slytherin. Last unstable Slytherin he felt was Tom Marvolo Riddle.

He also felt that a surge of bravery and daring nature at his very front that could have been mistaken for Gryffindor, but his ambitious Slytherin essence was his drive to prove something to the world. Even so, he was now in Hogwarts and there’s really no stopping the kid from entering into any house. Putting him in a house he doesn’t belong would just make matters worse and it is forbidden to the Sorting Hat’s principles.

The Hat’s glimmer of hope lies in the Hufflepuff buried in the low, but not far, reaches of Jungkook’s heart. This boy’s mentality was so young, so raw; the Hufflepuff was too small and undeveloped for him to fit in with the Hufflepuff. Nevertheless the hat could feel it, bringing a metaphorical sigh of relief to the hat.

Being in Slytherin might just improve his ambitions, but could stamp out the sensitivity and loyalty the Hufflepuff in him. Unlike the Ravenclaw-like Slytherin, who ignored his kind heart unless it was absolutely necessary, Jungkook was just too raw and young in mind.

Being in Hufflepuff might make it hard on the others, seeing how his Slytherin nature is so seemingly prominent. But one of the strongest traits the hat could feel was loyalty and ambition. If he was put in Hufflepuff, he would do his best to honor that title. The Hat could only hope he finds friends to bring out the Hufflepuff.

Masking his worries, the hat confidently announces, “Hufflepuff!”

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Namjoon~~~Seokjin~~~Taehyung~~~Yoongi~~~Jimin~~~Hoseok

Tangled | Taehyung

The request

Summary line: Taehyung saves you from your mother

His voice rang in your ears when he called out for your name. You looked up towards the window and your so-called “mother” looked at the window and back at you with a glare.

“Y/N? Y/N, let down your hair!” He couldn’t wait for a response. He climbed this tower once, he can climb it again.

All you could do was shout out his name, as loud as you could. But it would do you no good. All you heard were muffled shouts that wouldn’t even resonate back to you from the walls of this tower. You watched as your mother took a bundle of your hair and smirked at you. She did a quick push of the windows and threw your hair out the window, granting his request.

“I’m only doing what he asked.” Mother said oh-so-innocently, but her malicious grin and narrow eyes told you of her intentions. You felt the rhythmic tugs at your hair from the moment it reached the bottom of the tower. The man wasted no time in taking your hair in his hands. Your eyes widened.

It didn’t matter if it worked or not, you continued to shout for him to leave, let go of your hair. You could only hope that he magically sprouted super hearing. If your hair could heal, why couldn’t he hear? It wasn’t fair!

You saw your mother hide her self away to the side, hiding, lurking in the shadows. The glint of her dagger was ever-prominent in your peripheral vision.

His sounds got closer and your heart pumped faster. You pushed away the feelings of gratefulness that he would come to save you, the relief you had that he escaped the gallows, and…the love you had for the brave thief with a heart of gold. All of that means nothing now that you saw his hands grasp the top of your balcony.

“Y/N? I thought I would never see you again.” He pushed himself up and through your doors. His exhaustion was obvious from his pants, and he was too tired to look up the moment he stepped in. He couldn’t recognize your muffled shouts or that you were chained up on the opposite end of the tower.

When he first looked up, he had a relieved smile. Finally. All this time, he thought that your mother had taken you away, that something bad had happened to you. All you did was come home. He would have no more of this trapped nonsense. He will take you far away from this kingdom. You will build your own home elsewhere. Somewhere where there are lots of people, a homey community. It could be small because it doesn’t matter anymore. He didn’t need a castle like he thought from the beginning of his adventures since the moment he stole the crown. All he needed you; you to be safe.

But all his ideas crumbled in his mind when he recognized the sight before him. You were kneeling on the ground, desperate to scatter towards him, any way, any how. But you couldn’t. He saw the black chains wrapped around your hands and the white cloth around the bottom of your face, gagging you. Your words were too muffled, but he could still hear your sweet voice crying out, “Taehyung! Taehyung!”

The next thing he knew, the sharpest pain he had ever felt came from his right abdomen. His eyes shut tight and he crumpled to the floor, curling up his body around the pain as if that would keep the blood from flowing out and the pain subsided.

He couldn’t tell if it was his body naturally draining the blood out of his wound, or what. A strange chill ran down his back and he felt cold the moment he heard a flat and low womanly voice.

“Now look what you’ve done, Y/N. Oh don’t worry, dear. Our secret will die with him.” He felt someone walk over his body and a cloak sweeping over him. Nothing could ease his pain. It didn’t help when he heard your chains and muffled screams.

You were so desperate to be by his side. Just one quick song. That’s all the time you needed. You felt your chains loosen and you scrambled as fast as you could but tugging you back was just as fast.

“And as for us…we are going, where no one would ever find you, again!” Your mother grunted as she pulled you into the dark tunnel you had no idea existed under your home for less than 18 years of your life. It was just one more lie your mother had against you. It made you even angrier and you fought with all your strength against the woman you no longer wanted to call her your mother.

“Y/N, really! Enough already!” She had had enough.

“Stop fighting me!” You wretched out of her grasp and the white cloth finally loosened around your mouth, falling around your neck like a scarf.

“No! I won’t stop. For every minute, of the rest of my life I will fight! I will never stop trying to get away from you!” You wished the fury of your eyes would bring the message over but you knew she was more stubborn. It’s disturbing to say, but that is where you got it from. There is only one way to get what you want: a compromise.

“But, if you let me save him, I will go with you.”  You heard Taehyung’s gasping voice as he struggled to reach for you. But you’re so far away.

“No! No, Y/N.” You ignored his pleas and kept going on with your own.

“I’ll never run, I’ll never try to escape. Just let me heal him, and you and I will be together. Forever, just like you want. Everything will be the way it is. I promise.” You nodded at your promise, “Just like you want. Just. Let. Me. Heal. Him.” That’s all you wanted. It was small compared to her big plans to keep you forever like a daughter. The thought of her as your mother was long gone, but there was no reason why you couldn’t lie to yourself.

The idea of being her daughter for the rest of your life wasn’t appealing to you, but saving him was, and that’s all that mattered. You would make it work. You would conjure up all the good memories you’ve had over the years with her as your mother. Push away all the negative facts that she kidnapped you from your real family, a real life full of people and things to explore. It would be difficult for everyone else, but not you. You lived with 18 years of imagination, there’s no reason why you couldn’t continue to do so.

You didn’t care that you would have to lie yourself for the rest of your life and try to ignore the memories of your eighteenth birthday, your adventures, fulfilling your dreams, and falling in love. All of that would be pointless if Taehyung was gone from this world. All your memories would just turn negative. If you knew he was alive though, you could at least preserve the sweetness.

Your eyes told it all. You never, ever broke a promise. And you won’t start now.

“In case you get any ideas about following us.” Your mother warned Taehyung and she shoved his hands in chains back to him, making him gasp in pain. You scrambled to his side. You finally had him in your arms.

“Tae-Taehyung!” You gasped for his name. He coughs and wheezes at the pain, he wasn’t going to let you do this. He felt half dead already. You saw his wound. Red stained his shirt underneath his blue vest.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Everything is gonna be okay –“ You assured him as you glanced at his wound and back up at him. You took your hair that laid by your side and put it on his wound. It might stain your beautiful hair, but what did it matter?

“No, Y/N – “ He tried to push it away but you gently fought against his hands.

“I promise you. You have to trust me – “

“No – “ You weren’t listening to him.

“Come on. Just breathe – “

“I can’t let you do this.” He finally got it out.

“But I can’t let you die.” Your words came out as a whispered squeak. Tears were already welling up. He didn’t want you to heal him?

“But if you do this…then you, will die.” He coughed between his words and you tried to shush him. He shouldn’t exert his energy over trying to convince you at a time like this.

“Hey. It’s gonna be alright.” You tried to assure him, giving him the faintest of your smiles. The only way this would be alright is if he would let you heal him. He returned you a faint smile, knowing that you would never break a promise.

You looked down to the wound and was about to sing.

“Y/N. Wait” You looked back up at him. He brought his hand up to your face. You were so beautiful. You have always been beautiful since the moment he first saw you.

This would be the last time you ever saw him. You were distracted for a moment. It didn’t occur to you that the glint of a broken mirror shard flickered in your peripheral as he grabbed it. You were too busy noticing the way he was caressing the side of your face, and grabbing your hair.

A sharp and fragile slicing sound was heard behind your head. You felt a tug on all of your hair, but the tug was lost, creeping up starting from the back of your head. Your head has never felt lighter. It was the strangest sensation to you. Almost as new as when you first let your foot touch the grass. YOUR HAIR!

Taehyung had used his last strength to pull himself up to cut your hair. Without your hair, there’s no magic. Without no magic, you cannot heal him. Without healing him…

“Taehyung…what…?” You instinctively pulled back and grabbed the back of your hair. Your hair was so short.

You heard your mother shout, “No!” You looked at your hair. It wasn’t a part of you anymore. Like it’s lost life, you watched your hair change its color darker, beginning from where it was cut. Your dead hair transformed into a heap of chocolate brown. You looked up to see your mother fumbling around to bundle the ends of your hair into her arms as she shouted no.

She frantically wanted to save the magic. She didn’t think that holding it in her hands would serve no purpose. Desperate people do desperate things. As expected, it did nothing. The moment the hair in her hands were dead, so was her hand. Her body quickly revealed her age, her weakness, her ugliness.

“What have you done? What have you done?!” She quickly crawled over to the broken mirror. Even though it was broken, she could only see herself in the residual shards, it revealed her worse nightmare. Paler than any human, older than anyone in the world. Her hair was all white and course. Her cheeks lost its plumpness and redness. The mirror revealed to her the ugly sharp cheek bones and sulken large eyes in deep sockets. Her teeth were useless. Her lips were thin. She could only witness skin and bones at this point. She was hideous.

She mournfully grabbed her hood and tugged it as far down as she could over her face, but she was even too weak for that. She mournfully let out cries as she stood up, swaying around with no balance anymore. Equilibrium was out of place and she had nowhere to go. On her ways to step back, she didn’t recognize what tripped her. She stumbled a bit farther back and felt her thighs hit the balcony, causing even more unbalance. At her last struggles, she flailed, trying to retrieve any balance to keep her from falling. But her bones were already disintegrating within her. She could feel her own cracks and fractures and she lost all motor skills, unable to stop herself from falling.

You wanted to reach out to grab her, but what could you do? You knew this was the end of her. The screams that died out proved it to you. She was gone. The only mother you ever knew. The only betrayer you ever knew. But you still knew one other person, one who never betrayed you.

You turned back and used all your strength to turn Taehyung’s body into your arms.

“No, no, no, no, no, Taehyung.” He coughed, you still had him. But you had no hair.

“No. Look at me, look at me. I’m right here, don’t go, stay with me, Taehyung.” You took his hand and put it on your head. Please, if there was any love and hope in the world left, please let it come to your head.

“Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine…” You choked as you felt nothing. Your eyes opened for a second to check any physical indication of healing, there was none. You couldn’t stop though. You heard his voice calling out but he needed to wait, wait for this to work.

“Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine…” Your nose started to sting. Things normally started happening. You didn’t know what hope you had left that would make you think that your hair would help anyone anymore. You knew the limitations to your magic. But just please, if rules could be broken just once…

“Y/N.” His voice was quietly fading.

“What?” Your voice cracked as you sniffed and looked into his brown eyes which were closing into weak slits.

“You were my new dream.” He whispered. Were. He would have none anymore.

“And you were mine.” You sobbed. Were. There was no point anymore. His weight turned dead in your arms and his head tilted away. Tears welled up in your eyes. What was there to do anymore?

“Heal what has been hurt.” Your voice cracked in the quiet and dull colored atmosphere.

“Change the fates design.” You would stay in this tower for 18 years all over again if it meant you were able to meet him again. But this time, you would have never let your mother lock you the same way.

“Save what has been lost. Bring back what once was mine.” Save his life, bring back your love.

“What once was mine.” You whispered the last words to the song. It would do you no good anymore. But it’s all you’ve ever known. Everything that you have ever known, is now lost to you. You had nothing. Your tears finally shed, leaving marks on his beautiful tanned cheeks. From beyond your eyelids, you saw a glimpse of yellow bright light. What could it be?

You looked up. His face was beautiful, but it hasn’t changed. What was new was the glint of light, flashing from his wound. You looked down and saw bursts of light sprouting from his wound, like a flower.

Beautiful waves of curved light embraced the spaces in the tower. A beautiful and familiar flower from your dreams came from his wound. The brightness was so captivating and confusing. The waves of light slowly faded in the air and the remnants of the flower receded back into his body. No blood stain, no cuts through the fabrics of his clothes.

You instinctively tucked hair behind your ear, even though there were none to tuck, as you looked over to Taehyung’s face. You saw pinkish cheeks once more . His eyes fluttered and you were once again able to see his dark chocolate brown eyes once more.

“Y/N?” He crooked. Was this real?

“Taehyung!” You gasped. He was alive!

“Yah…I thought I told you that long hair was my favorite.” He was the one who cut it in the first place!

“But I must say. I prefer this color…” He was real. He was back!

“Taehyung!” All you could do was embrace him, you fell over him and clung on to him, like both your lives could only remain real if you held tight enough.

He sat up on his elbows and held you up before you fell over to your side. He was surprised, but it was what he wanted most right now. He held you tighter, holding your tiny body in his one arm.

You pulled away and giggled. You pushed your head forward and kissed him.

Scratch that, this was what he wanted most right now.

Sorting Min Yoongi | BTS Scenario ~ Hogwarts AU

He had come from a long line of death eaters; all those who knew of wizarding world history could spot his ancestor’s sins from a mile away.

He had a thirst for knowledge and a good base at that, a heavily suppressed kind heart, and a determined nature to defy the odds to everyone and prove everyone that not every Slytherin line is bad. 

If he were to prove to everyone that his family is not the family it once was, the chains of his ancestors would be broken. Being in Ravenclaw would be the first step to breaking that chain, to prove that Slytherin descendants could choose their own fate. It was ambitious, but that was what he was; Slytherin for sure.

He was so sure that his Ravenclaw intelligence would prove his purposes though.

“Are you sure? Ravenclaw house will not help you on your goal.” The Sorting Hat spoke out loud, telling him his plan will not work.

“You’re better off defying the odds in a different way, my child.” Yoongi looked confused and inwardly asked the hat why. Already, the boy started to waver on his original plan to stay in Ravenclaw. Wavering doubt was something he was not used to.

This boy has grown up knowing only Slytherin. His hair was surprisingly green for goodness sake! All the kids who knew the housing system had already pegged him as a Slytherin by his hair and his hard stare, and he wanted to prove to them that he wasn’t. But the professors and Sorting Hat could tell by experience that his stare was hard but wasn’t cold. There was more than that to this boy, the Sorting Hat knew.

Though his Ravenclaw intelligence was there, he lacked the wisdom to discern what was best for him. He had been the kind heart of a Hufflepuff but he constantly avoided it since he got his acceptance letter. If only he learned to use it.

Yoongi thought it would be good to change Slytherin ideals from the outside but the hat already knew it wasn’t truly where the boy wanted to be. The Sorting Hat chuckled, the boy’s journey would be much more adventurous and fun for him if he didn’t give away too much.

“I see your ambition is far greater than anything else in that mind of yours. You will excel with this drive and goal.”

Yoongi was almost worried as to why he felt such a relief when the hat announced Slytherin. He looked back at the Hat who gave him a wink as he stepped down the stage. He looked over at the Ravenclaw table and then at the Slytherin table. That’s right, Ravenclaws can’t keep up.

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Namjoon~~~Seokjin~~~Taehyung~~~Jimin~~~Jungkook~~~Hoseok