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House Rivals - kth (m)

pairings: grffindor!kth x slytherin!reader

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

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

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

word count: ~8.4k

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

In the meantime. Please enjoy my first hogwarts au!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not even a single punishment was given.

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

No one mingled with one another.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I didn’t even say anything!”

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

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

“Shut your trap Park.” You hissed.

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

God, you sounded like a woman in love.

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

But you’d never admit it to anyone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Cry me a river.”

“As if.”

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

“You love it.”

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

“Well, look who it is.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where was everybody?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Including your own.

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

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

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

Wow, déjà vu much?

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

You couldn’t explain it.

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

What would your house think?

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slytherin pride.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

Well, not heavily.

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

Taehyung.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nope.”

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

“Nope.”

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

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

Did he like you too?

Why is being so nice?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“If you would just let me—”

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

“Y/n! You’re not! If you would just—”

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

“Y/n! Jagi—”

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

“Please, can you please just—”

“You have no right to tell me—"

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

You stilled.

What?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You watched in awe at the gorgeous man.

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

"What's wrong, Jagi?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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do i drop my harry potter jk drabble tonight?? 👀

Friends - jjk

pairing: gryffindor!jjk x f. slytherin!reader

synopsis: Where you and Jeon Jungkook have been best friends since you were little. Only... there's 2 problems...

1. You're completely and utterly in love with your best friend.

2. He's a fuckboy.

genre: fluff, some angst, f2l, idiots to lovers (kinda LOL)

warning(s): mature language, kissing

word count: 6k

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notes: SURPRISEEEE!!!! Here is, yet again, another little hogwarts drabble, by yours trulyyyy. thought this was cute, it's a little angsty lol, low-key kinda hurt my heart.

buuuuut, I hope you guys enjoy it! let me know what ya think!!! reblog, like, comment, I welcome it all! Until next times, lovers (:

Jeon Jungkook.

Everyone loved him. Girls wanted to be with him, boys wanted to be him, professors even envied his brilliance. Point is, everyone knows him or knows of him.

He’s also your best friend.

It’s weird, really. You being in Slytherin and him belonging to Gryffindor, no one really expected you two to get along so well, but you did. You two had been best friends since before Hogwarts, actually. You grew up together because both of your parents had been friends for a long time. Both of your mothers were from Ravenclaw, with your father being in Slytherin and Jungkook’s dad was in Gryffindor. However, the different houses never stopped them from becoming friends. So, it was not surprise to them when you two continued your friendship, even in separate houses.

When you had first been sorted into Slytherin, Jungkook smiled and gave you a thumbs up, while you took your seat at your new house. Unfortunately, that smile faded when the hat had announced that Jungkook was being sorted into Gryffindor. It wasn’t a surprise that he’d be placed there, but that didn’t mean you hadn’t hoped that he’d be sorted in Slytherin too. He was your best friend after all, you both have been inseparable since practically birth! But you had to get used to it. The house placements are definite once they’re made.

“Jagi!”

You turned around from your group of friends, to catch a glimpse of those doe eyes you adored so much. Smiling, you waved.

“Hey, Kook!”

Jungkook was running towards you with Taehyung, a very sweet Hufflepuff whom you met through Kook, trailing behind him. Taehyung was a bit shy at first when Kook introduced you two. You remembered how he threw you a boxy smile and a small wave that made your heart swell with how cute he was. Tae’s shyness soon melted away the minute you had offered to walk with him to your first class together: Transfiguration; your two houses were slotted together and you figured you’d walk with him there. You learned a lot about Taehyung just from that walk! Both his parents were Aurors and worked at the Ministry. He shared his favorite color, what he liked doing in his free time, he even shared with you his favorite snacks he likes to get from Honeydukes. Needless to say, he was much more like you than you thought, so the two of you became really close, along with Kook.

“The ball is coming up; do you have a date?”

You didn’t think that this is what Jungkook was so excited about. Hogwarts hosted these balls every so often, and maybe this was the year Jungkook would finally ask you.

“Who would ask me?” You laughed to yourself while your friends waved goodbye to you, and you turned around with your full attention on the two handsome boys.

“You really should give yourself more credit, Y/n.” Taehyung scoffed running a hand through his hair, “You’re just intimidating.”

It was your turn to scoff, “I am not, if anything, I’m the most approachable Slytherin there is.”

“Actually,” You felt an arm wrap around you, “I am the most approachable Slytherin.” You peered up to see your housemate, and another one of your best friends, Park Jimin, grinning down at you. Shoving him off of you, you glared huffing out whatever.

“Shut up, Chim.” You glared before looking back at Jungkook and Taehyung.

“I’m just saying, Y/n,” Jimin shrugged, “you’ve got one of the worst resting bitch faces that I have ever seen.” The three boys snickered, while you rolled your eyes.

“Didn’t know this was a roast Y/n kinda day.” You hissed, “but to answer your question, Jeon,” You turned your head to look at him, “I don’t have a date.”

“Bummer.” He whispered, “Me neither, I’m thinking about asking that one chick in DADA.” Your heart sinks, guess not this year… don’t know why you keep getting your hopes up for something that’ll never happen.

“Aria?” Jimin smirked, “Good choice, she’s cute.” Jungkook smiled widely.

“Isn’t she though?” He swooned, “She’s the sweetest girl ever AND she’s smart, beautiful… Really my type.” You caught sight of Taehyung’s eyes as he frowned at you. You kept your face neutral, but it took everything in you not to frown yourself.

In 4th year, you had attended your first drinking party in the Slytherin common room. So, of course you had invited Kook and Tae, along with their other friends Jin; a loud Gryffindor who had the funniest dad jokes anyone has ever heard, no doubt that they were lame, but they could still make anyone laugh. Hoseok; a quiet puff, but also super funny, his smile and his laugh could light up a room in a heartbeat. And Namjoon; probably the smartest person you had ever met in your life, he was way too wise, way beyond his age for sure, but could you expect any less from a Ravenclaw?

Anyways, this was the first party you had been to where there was drinking. It was a lot of fun, up until you witnessed Jungkook making out with another 4th year Gryffindor in the corner of the room. Taehyung had been by your side the whole night, witnessed your eyes well up in frustration, the change in your mood, and he was there when you needed a shoulder to cry on. That night was the night you had finally figured out that you really, and I mean, really liked Jungkook.

It was your typical best friends to lovers scenario. Your parents loved him, his parents loved you, what could be more perfect? Except, he didn’t feel the same way about you.

That night Taehyung had rubbed your back and wiped away your tears. He suggested you tell Jungkook about how you felt, but you didn’t want to make it awkward or jeopardize your friendship, so you did your best to push away those feelings.

Obviously, that was easier said than done. You had continued to go to the same parties as the rest of the boys, and every time it’d be the same thing; Jungkook finding someone new to make out with, sometimes even leaving with them for the night. And every single time, your heart would ache a little more than the last. Taehyung couldn’t bare to see you hurting, but what frustrated him more was how stubborn you were; you could’ve told Jungkook, but you chose not to, but it wasn’t his place to tell you what to do. So, he’d let you sulk at the party, but then the next day you acted as if you didn’t just lose a piece of your heart the night before… Taehyung knew you were strong, he trusted you, but he couldn’t help but worry about you; you were like a little sister to him, so seeing you cry over a boy who couldn’t even tell that his own best friend is in love with him… Well, for Taehyung that was like a stab in the heart.

Apart from Taehyung knowing your crush on Jungkook, Yoongi; an older Slytherin boy, who was friends with Jin and Namjoon, knew. He had seen you the very first night you had witnessed Kook and the Gryffindor girl making out. When the party had cleared, and Jimin went to bed, he stayed in the common room with you to talk about it. Ever since then, you and Yoongi were pretty close too. He comforted you when Taehyung couldn’t sneak into the dorms—which was way easier for you to sneak into the Slytherin boy’s dormitory than having Taehyung sneak out of the Hufflepuff dorms and to the Slytherin chambers.

“Y/n?”

You snapped out of your flashbacks and stared at Jungkook who was looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Hm?” You hummed.

“Are you coming to the Gryffindor party tonight?” You shrugged, “Come on! Could you be my wing woman? I think Aria is gonna be there and—”

“Jungkook.” Taehyung snarled before whacking the younger boy on the back of the head, “Don’t ask Y/n to do your bidding.” Jungkook rubbed the back of his head, groaning.

“What the hell, Hyung! I was just going to ask her to send Aria my way and put in a good word for me.” You let out a breath, shoulders slumping.

“Sorry, Kook,” Your voice was hoarse, “I’m not really feeling well. Maybe some other time.” You sucked in your cheek, shrugging your bag further up your arm and turning around, “Good luck, she’s a lucky girl!” You gave a small smile and trudged your way back into the castle.

* * *

You had been hiding up in the owlery since your 4th period ended. You had been petting Athena, your baby snowy owl, for hours while you were finishing up an essay for Potions. No one really knew you came up to the owlery, so it was technically your little get away from everyone. And you just didn’t want to see Jungkook because you knew he’d try and guilt trip you into coming to the party tonight since this is the first time you’re actually missing a party with him. However, you weren’t sure you’d be able to handle seeing him and his hookups any longer, 3 years of witnessing that was long enough, wasn’t it?

Athena’s big eyes peered up at you, as if feeling your sadness, she cuddled closer to you and nipping at your fingertips gently.

“Figured we’d find you here.” You looked up to see Taehyung and Yoongi entering the owlery.

“How’d you know where I’d be?” You mumbled while Athena flew up onto your shoulder. Taehyung slid his hand in his robes and pulled out an old looking parchment paper and winked. You wrinkled your nose.

“You guys still have that?”

“’Course we do,” Yoongi said taking a seat next to you, “Now, what’s going on in that pretty head of yours, little one?” Taehyung plopped down on your other side, Athena hopping off of your shoulder and perched herself on Tae’s. Taehyung winces at her talons digging into his shoulder, but he relaxes as your owl retracts them.

You sighed, “What else?” Yoongi bent over to look towards Taehyung.

“Kook asked Y/n to be his wingman for Aria.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes, “The shit I said to him after she left.” Taehyung shook his head. Your eyes widened.

“What did you say?” You asked, your voice laced with worry.

“Whoa, relax, jagi,” Taehyung said lifting his arms up in surrender, “I just told him that, that’s not something you ask your girl best friend.” Yoongi nodded.

“Yeah, that was stupid. That kid’s as dense as a fucking troll.” Yoongi huffed cracking his neck, “Fucking lucky I wasn’t there, I’d punch him square in the face.”

“Okay,” You huffed, “no need to kill him, Yoongs. He doesn’t know how I feel about him.” Yoongi clicked his tongue.

“You know,” He turned to you, “for a proud ass Slytherin, you’re such a scaredy cat.” You groaned loudly.

“Forgive me for not wanting to ruin an 18-year long friendship.” Scribbling the last bit of your essay, you shut your notebook and tucked your quill back inside your bag, curling up next to Yoongi who wrapped an arm around you.

“Would it really ruin it, though?” Taehyung asked while he leaned against you, “What’s the worst that can happen?”

“Aish—Taehyung you’re just as stupid as Jeon.” Yoongi grumbled, flicking the younger one in the head, causing him to cower.

“A lot can go wrong, Tae.” You whispered, “Kook could reject me, he could ignore me, he could stop talking to me… The list can go on.” Sighing you propped yourself up, Yoongi’s arm dropping from your shoulder.

“But what if the feelings are mutual?” Taehyung probed, “There’s still those possibilities; what if he really likes you but is thinking the same way you are? What if all those girls are just cover ups so you’d come clean and tell him you’re jealous because you’re in love with him?”

“Right,” You puffed, “because making out with many girls and leaving with them by the end of the night is a total cover up.” You smacked the back of Tae’s head with some force, “Are you even listening to yourself, Taehyung?”

Taehyung glared, rubbing the back of his head, “Okay, first off,” he grumbled, “ouch!” He turned his body to look at you, “Second, why are you so against the idea? Don’t you want him to feel the same way?”

You paused.

Of course, you wanted him to feel the same way, there’s nothing you wanted more. But the idea of him remotely feeling the same way, just seemed too far fetched to you. Even if he did, there wasn’t a time where you had felt that he treated you more than just a friend…

“Obviously, she does, you nitwit,” Yoongi snarls, “but wouldn’t you be convinced the love of your life doesn’t like you when he’s out there flirting up a storm with every other woman?”

“Okay,” You held up a hand, “can we stop calling my best friend the love of my life? That’s a bit much.” You hissed, clearly annoyed.

“Y/n,” Yoongi sighs softly, “you’ve been in love with Jungkook since you were 13… I’m pretty sure love of your life can be a proper statement.”

It’s true. You have been in love with Jungkook for years; whether he felt the same never crossed your mind. You were most certain that he didn’t, if he did, wouldn’t your friends have all noticed by now? Wouldn’t you have noticed? The ache in your heart only increases when you think about how Jungkook acts towards someone he likes. You reallythink about it.

You remembered back in 2ndyear when Jungkook told you that he was starting to like this girl from his house. Yun-ji. She was really pretty for a 12-year-old and everyone knew that. Not only was she pretty, but she was also really nice and super smart. You remembered how excited Jungkook was when he told you that Yun-ji had asked him to study with her in the library and that he had to cancel the plans you two had; it was nothing serious, but you and Kook always set aside one day of the week to just relax and chill out while watching whatever was on the television in the common room, but when he wanted to cancel your only day to sit around and not do homework, you couldn’t help but feel the tightness in your chest.

Being the best friend that you were, you told him that it was no biggie, and he gave you the biggest hug in return. You remembered how brightly he smiled at you while he waved goodbye and ran towards the library leaving you by yourself to head back to your dormitory alone.

You didn’t realise that after the first cancellation, you’d continue to be cancelled on. Kook always kept you up to date on his new girl hangout of the week, that he’d repeatedly cancel on you every time you both had planned a day or night to chill. First it was Yun-ji, then it was Lee-ya, then it was Yoonmin… There was always someone—some girl—that was more important than you. You would watch how your best friend fell for all these girls, how he’d treat them with love and care; he’d bought, more like used what you’ve learned from transfiguration, Yoonmin—his first ever serious girlfriend, that he told you about, to your dismay—flowers every Friday, and would constantly ask you to reschedule your planned dates. And you couldn’t say no to him, you loved seeing his bunny smile when he would bring up his planned dates with Yoonmin. You couldn’t be selfish and keep your best friend from being happy—that wasn’t you.

So, you let him go.

You let him cancel on you every time, only to reschedule, but cancel again because “Yoonmin wanted to do this…”, “Yoonmin wants to do that thing…”, “Oh, sorry, Yoonmin…”. After a while, you had stopped making plans with him, hanging out with Yoongi and Taehyung instead, sometimes even inviting Jimin along to Hogsmeade to grab some butter beers.

It wasn’t until Yoonmin and Jungkook broke up, did things go back to the way it was… Except, Kook hooked up with more women afterwards. You were there when he was sad that Yoonmin had broken up with him, but he wasn’t crying about it. He paid no mind to it actually, he said that “he didn’t want to be tied down anyways”.

So, he partied, bringing you along, only to leave you halfway through with random girls on his arm every night. And each night, that ate you alive. You wanted nothing more than for the man you love to look at you the way he eyed the women his eyes settled on, you wanted to be the one wrapped up in his arms, you wanted to be the one he kissed; but you knew Jungkook saw you nothing more than just a friend. It was painfully obvious. He never conjured up flowers for you just because, he never wrote you notes to magically appear at your seat when you sat down, he never rushed up behind you to give you the ‘behind hug’ every girl dreams of getting; Jungkook never did those for you because he simply didn’t feel the same way. It was the truth, and it definitely hurt.

But you’d never forget, after all those times he’s hurt you without knowing, the moment you truly understood that you were nothing but a friend to him…

It was 4th year; the Yule ball had been planned and the castle was buzzing. You had been asked out by many suitors, even those from the visiting school, Durmstrang, but you had rejected everyone in hopes that maybe Jungkook would ask you to be his date. You and he have been talking about the Yule Ball since you both were kids, and you both made a promise that if no one got asked, or no one accepted from anyone else, you’d go together; that was your promise. It was two days before the dance, and you still didn’t have a date, nor did Jungkook ask you. You, finally plucking up the courage to ask him yourself to stick by the promise you two had, you had written out a simple note that read ‘Be my date to the Yule ball?’ and tying it to Athena’s leg. She was perched on your shoulder while you walked towards Gryffindor’s dormitory, only to see Jungkook talking to Jin.

“Have you asked Y/n to the ball?” Jungkook chuckled.

“Hyung, I’m not asking her to the ball.” You had felt your heart drop.

“Why not? You two have been best friend for years? I thought you liked her?”

“No, hyung, I don’t like her like that. She’s just a friend, and besides, I already asked Jisoo yesterday to accompany me.”

You choked back your gasp, as you spun on your heel and gently slipping the note from Athena’s leg and shredding it with a flick of your wand. Not only was Jungkook not going to ask you, but he confirmed the relationship between you two. Just friends. He never saw you anything more and that alone hurt you more than him cancelling on you for his flings. Jungkook also had kept a secret from you. Something you both had promised to never do. He never told you about asking Jisoo to the ball, and he didn’t tell you until the day of. Needless to say, you didn’t bother showing up to the Yule ball. Yoongi and Taehyung were worried about you and checked in on you before they headed out. He was weary of you when you had said you caught a stomach flu and couldn’t attend, even Jimin had offered to make you a potion to help you feel better, but you had declined. Yoongi and Taehyung had begged you to let them stay with you, but you couldn’t do that to your best friends, so you had firmly stood your ground and had threatened to hex them if they didn’t leave within the next 4 minutes.

Luckily, the two boys gave up, letting you be, and hanging their heads low.

Snapping out of your thoughts you shrugged, “Doesn’t matter if it’s true or not… He never felt the same way.” You whispered before tugging your bag to your shoulder, leaving your two best friends to stare at you with sad eyes.

* * *

“So, did you find a date?” Jungkook whispered beside you while you were writing notes in Potions.

“No, I’m not going.” You whispered back not allowing yourself to look at him. You continued to write, ignoring the ache in your heart that seems to be more frequent ever since the night in the Owlery with Yoongi and Tae.

“WHAT?” Jungkook shouted, earning a chorus of shh’s and a glare from the professor at the front of the room. Jungkook sheepishly ducked his head in apology, before turning back to look at you.

“What?” Jungkook coughed out quieter, “What do you mean you’re not going? It’s our last ball!” He whispered louder.

You shrugged, squinting at the board, “Exactly that: I’m not going. I haven’t been going for years, what’s one more?” I’m not going just to watch you make out with your date, was what you wanted to say but you decided against it, since the words from 4thyear kept playing in your head.

Just a friend.

“But it’s our last one in our Hogwarts careers! The absolute last ball we’ll have together” He whines, “You have to go!” You rolled your eyes finally looking at him. Jungkook didn’t fail to notice your eyes slightly swollen and red from what he can assume was from crying, “Hey, wait, jagi, what’s—” but before he could voice out his concern you opened your mouth.

“I do not have to go, and I especially do not have to listen to whatever you say, Jeon Jungkook.” You whispered harshly, your voice cracking slightly, “I am not going to this stupid ball, so get that through your fucking head.” You snapped, closing up your book as the bell rang to switch classes. You shoved your chair back, tugging your bag over your shoulders and exited the room and away from him.

Jungkook stared you down with wide eyes following your figure before you disappeared out the door. He bit his lip looking down; you had never spoken to him so harshly in all your years of friendship, he almost didn’t notice the crack in your voice when you mentioned the ball, had he not been so focused on you, but when he heard the slight pain in your voice he couldn’t help but feel a dull ache in his chest; he felt a deeper wave of sadness when you had walked away from him abruptly before he could find out what was really wrong.

4 days before the ball

You had been avoiding Jungkook all week. You had decided that it was best to give yourself space from him. After reminiscing your past with Jungkook, all your feelings have been crashing down on you. Yes, you love him, but there was no point in telling him and ruining your friendship, since you know he doesn’t feel the same way. But it’s been 3 years, maybe it’s changed? You scoffed, you really needed to stop getting your hopes up over something that’s never going to happen. You’d been crying all week, confused, frustrated, you didn’t know what to feel. It was all just annoying to deal with, and the fact that Jungkook kept showing up wherever you turned, wasn’t helping.

The entire week Jungkook has been doing his best to talk to you, but every time you saw him, you’d turn away briskly and lose him within the crowds. You were so thankful that Hogwarts was as crowded as it was. He even tried seeking you out in your dormitory and thankfully Yoongi-oppa would always make up an excuse as to why he couldn’t see you.

Last night

“Hyung, is Y/n in?” You knew Jungkook’s voice anywhere, he sounded desperate, and his voice sounded croakier than usual.

“Ah,” Yoongi lifted his arms in a discreet way to look at you, to which you shook your head as you wiped underneath your eyes, “Sorry, Kook… She’s—she just headed up to bed.” You heard Jungkook let out a sigh.

“I know it’s late hyung, but can’t you just let me in to talk to her?” He sounded sad… It almost made you want to talk to him, but you had decided against it. You needed space—space from him—you wanted the ache in your chest to stop.

“I’m sorry Kook… I can’t.” Yoongi shut the door and looked over at you with sad eyes.

“Y/n… He’s a mess, talk to him.”

You shook your head as the tears began falling again, “I can’t, Yoongs… I need—I want— I don’t deserve to keep hurting.”

You were miserable, and so was he. You knew it. You would arrive to class either earlier than Jungkook would, and you’d opt to sitting next to Roe, your female friend in Slytherin, each class. Jungkook’s gaze would always find yours, before the color would flee from his eyes when he notices that you hadn’t saved him a spot. You’d leave quickly to avoid him and rushing to your next class before he could even turn to look your way. His eyes would search the room for your bright brown ones, but his shoulders would drop immensely when he realises that you were gone. You’d even started going to lunches and dinners earlier, only to quickly leave the minute his gaze finally finds yours when he sits at his house table.

As the days go by, it was getting easier to avoid him, and the heartaches were lessening. However, the love you have for him was still lingering, and you know for a fact that it wouldn’t go away. Yoongi and Taehyung have been pushing you to talk to him, to at least tell him why you’ve been avoiding him, but you deny every time. Even Jin has asked you why you’ve been so MIA and avoiding Jungkook, which you opt to say that you’re way too busy that the NEWT classes you were taking was what was keeping you so unavailable. Jin didn’t seem to believe you for a second, but he encouraged you to speak to Jungkook, claiming that he’s been cooped up in their dorm for days and wouldn’t leave unless for class and food. You had simply shrugged and said you’d do your best if you weren’t studying.

Night of the Ball

You were staring at the gorgeous gown that hung before you. You had been contemplating whether or not to go to the ball; you didn’t want to risk seeing Jungkook with his new conquest, but you had wanted to go… Yoongi and Tae have convinced you to go since it isyour last year ever, and they insist that ever Hogwarts student needs to partake in the school festivities at least once. So, here you were. Your long hair was half up in a messy bun and flowy curls draped down your back. Your makeup was simple, not too dolled up, but enough to know that you had fixed yourself up for the special event. You finally took the dress off the hanger and slid it on. It hugged your waist perfectly, accentuating all your curves, and showcases your smooth legs through the long side slit. It was a gorgeous deep purple that complimented your dewy skin. Sliding your black heels on, you exited your dorm.

Taehyung and Yoongi had told you to meet them in the Room of Requirement to pregame before the dance, which seemed odd to you, but they insisted that the Ravenclaws had wanted to keep it lowkey, because they had hidden all their fire whiskey in there. Your mind eased up since Namjoon had nodded in agreement.

Once you made it to the room, you entered noticing that there was a figure that was pacing back and forth. You stiffened when you saw the black hair with blue streaks that you were all too familiar with.

“Y/n.” Jungkook breathed, you noticed the darker circles that kissed his skin below his red eyes.

He’d been crying.

You almost felt guilty for avoiding him, but you had to do what was best for you. Scowling at yourself when the heartache that you had thought was gone, returned when you stared at the man in front of you.

“Y/n…” Jungkook stepped closer to you; You were frozen, unmoving, you couldn’t move. You were stupid, you shouldn’t have believed Tae and Yoongi, this was so typical of them.

You turned away to find the exit, only for Jungkook to gently grip your wrist before you could leave—before you could leave him.

“Please…” He whispered desperately, “C-can we talk?” His voice cracked. You sighed loudly.

“There’s nothing to talk about, Jungkook.” You stated before ripping your arm away from him. Jungkook made a sound, much like a whimper, as you continued to have your back to him.

“Why have you been avoiding me!” He raised his voice.

Jungkook never raised his voice at you.

“I have been trying to talk to you this whole week, y/n! I’ve tried to talk to you in class, in the Great Hall, I even tried to get Yoongi hyung to let me into your dorms!” Jungkook yelled, gripping his hair in frustration, while you wrapped your arms around your waist.

“I haven’t been sleeping, I’ve been unfocused in classes, I’ve been skipping Quidditch because I have been trying to figure out what I had done to you that was so bad that you’d avoid me like a Death eater!” He was breathing heavily, you could hear his voice quivering, you knew he was either crying or about to cry.

“What had I done that hurt you so bad that you had been crying? What had I done that hurt you so bad, that you can’t even—you can’t even look at me anymore?” You flinched as you heard Jungkook choke out a sob. You refused to turn around, your own tears falling down your cheeks. It hurt, so bad that he didn’t know why you were upset.

And why were you?

You were angry because Jungkook didn’t love you the way you loved him, you were hurt that he never saw you the way you saw him, you were sad that all you ever were to him was just a friend when you saw him as way more.

You were being selfish… This isn’t his fault; you couldn’t make someone love you when they just—don’t.

“Y/n…” Jungkook sniffled, but he made no movements, “Talk to me… Please.” He begged. You covered your mouth with your hand as you chocked on your own sobs. Without turning around, you slumped over.

“That’s just it.” You croaked out, “You didn’t do anything.” You wiped you tears, but they just kept coming.

“Wha—what do you—”

“Jungkook, I love you.” You whispered throwing your head back, “I’m so in love with you it fucking hurts.” You couldn’t hear anything from him, so you continued, you had to, he had the right to know and maybe to fully let him go… You needed to confess.

“Ever since we were 13, I’ve loved you so much… I was delusional to even think that for a second, I could be anything more than just your best friend. I had hopes that you saw me as more than just a friend, but you began seeing other girls, going out with them, buying them flowers,” You laughed bitterly at the memory, “but you never did those things for me… And then 4th year; I was on my way to ask you to the Yule ball when I heard you telling Jin that you only saw me as a friend, and you had asked Jisoo…” You bit your lip, sniffling. You shut your eyes as the tears leaked down your face, “I tried to keep our promise from when we were younger… You remember that?”

Of course, he did… How could he forget? What you didn’t know was that he did want to ask you to the ball, but he was scared… Scared that you may not return the feelings he so deeply tried to suppress—to save your friendship, he couldn’t live with himself if he ruined it because he had fallen in love with you. He also couldn’t handle the rejection he’d get if you hadn’t felt the same about him…

Oh how stupid, he feels now.

“I knew then, that’s where I stood, where I always stood with you. You never saw me as anything more than just a friend, and that absolutely wrecked me; to know that my best friend, who I love so much, so much more than just a friend, could never see me as anything more. I’ve been so in love with you, Kook… I finally had enough this year.” You whimpered out, “I couldn’t handle seeing you with someone else tonight, but I owe it to myself to end my Hogwarts journey on a good note, with or without you, I don’t deserve to sulk over someone who doesn’t love me the way I love them.” You finished with a shaky breath. Jungkook had stayed silent the entire time. You had just poured your entire heart out, and he had nothing to say. Shaking your head, you walked forward to leave the room, but was stopped abruptly.

Jungkook’s hand flew out and spun you around and connected your lips with his. Stunned, you felt his lips move against your own as his hands slithered around your waist to pull you close to him, and tightening his grip just a little, as if he was scared that you’d leave him. Melting into the kiss, you could feel all the emotions that he was feeling sadness, anger, want? You could taste the saltiness of his tears mixed with your own, as the two of you molded as one. You had wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, scared that you’d wake up from this dream. Slipping his tongue into your mouth to dance with your own, you felt his right-hand cup your face before he pecked you sweetly, pulling away.

You stared up at him in awe, his eyes still glistening with tears as he stared down at you.

“Jungkook—”

“I’m so fucking sorry.” He whispered against your lips, “I’m so sorry Y/n… I—I never meant to hurt you… I-I didn’t want to risk our friendship.” You peered into his eyes, searching them for any signs of regret from kissing you, but all you found was shame?

“I’ve loved you for so long.” He breathed, “I didn’t want to risk it… I—I was a coward; I didn’t even think of the possibilities that you loved me too…” He says while dropping his head. You pulled his face to look at your own, caressing his cheeks you bite back a grin.

“We’re a mess, huh?” You giggled placing your lips on his again, to which he returned.

“We are…” He pecked your lips again, holding you closer, “Am—am I too late?” You cocked your head in confusion, “Do-do you still want me...?”

You grinned, pulling him into another sweet kiss, “I’ve always wanted you, Kook.” Pulling him in again, Jungkook kissed you sweetly, ignoring the fact that the door had burst open.

“Oh, thank Merlin!”

“HA! Told you there were positive possibilities, Y/n!”

“Yah! That is enough—watch those fucking hands, Jeon or I swear to—”

“I’m sorry I lied Y/n! Don’t kill me!”

“Just a friend, huh?”

“Wait a minute... Am I the only one that didn’t know they had a thing for each other?”

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The Decree - Chapter 15

Jiminie’s married!!!

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Instinct pt.1 | Taehyung

The request

Summary line: It’s Taehyung’s instinct that you will be a very important person in his life.

It starts in the Great Hall on a Saturday morning, before the first Quidditch match of the year. Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff. You are already speculating who would be the winner. There are great chasers and beaters in Ravenclaw, but Hufflepuff has good beaters and chasers too. So it’s down to the seeker.

The Ravenclaw seeker is very intuitive but he lacks a proper sense of surroundings, to be honest, you would know because that’s kind of the same way you are. The Hufflepuff seeker, Jungkook, is ridiculously competitive for a Hufflepuff, but it’s been three years since you’ve been here to recognize that just because he is a Hufflepuff does not mean he can’t be extremely competitive.

So not only is he competitive, his strength is Ravenclaw’s weakness. You bet the game is Hufflepuff’s victory.

You are a people watcher. You enjoy understanding people’s motives in order to deduce their actions and the outcomes. Is it so you can manipulate the people around you? No. Is it to manipulate the surroundings so people will go the way you want? No. See, not all those in Slytherin have the manipulative motive.

You weren’t sure what your motives were in understanding people either, until you finally chose Arithmancy for one of your electives for this year, the other, Divination. You want to be a predictor of sorts, maybe even work in the Department of Mysteries as an Unspeakable. By age 13, you had your goal; almost all of Slytherin felt competitive to have a goal at a young age, you were no exception.

But as known, you lack proper sense of your surroundings. You’re too busy thinking about the Quidditch game that you miss the Gryffindor boy running down the column of space between the Gryffindor and Slytherin table.

It’s like hitting a wall dressed in wool and you rebounded off the boy. Before you fall on your butt though, the Gryffindor boy reaches out to your elbow to steady you.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Are you okay?” After you steady, you look up the boy. Kim Taehyung. Gryffindor beater, same year, Ravenclaw mother, muggle father.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re in my divination class. The one who wrote an eight page essay instead of two about Chinese fortune sticks.” Taehyung gives a boxy grin. With his words and his grin, one would think he’s mocking at your overachieving self. When you turned in the paper, Professor Trelawney had the audacity to tell you that you can take away the extra pages. You had a, unique discussion, about how your analysis couldn’t be compressed into two pages and she needs to take it as is. You handed in all eight pages and got full marks. Exceeds expectations indeed.

But rather than a mocking stance, his tone and his eyes shows something different. Recognition and validation. But you don’t trust that. Not yet.

“Yeah.” You cross your arms and stare up at him, daring him to begin his mockery.

“Don’t tell anyone this, but I’m actually interested in that paper. Would you mind borrowing it to me so I can read it?” You are taken aback. He doesn’t usually show much enthusiasm in class and he only turned in a page and a half for that essay.

“I guess. I can give it to you in class.”

“Great! By the way, who do you think will win today?” What a quick switch of conversation!

“I believe Hufflepuff.”

“Me too. But I think my reasons are not as analytical as yours. I’m just rooting for my friends. But I’ll take your word for it. If they win, I will share with you my winnings.” Ah, so he plans to make a bet for the match.

“You’re using me to make a bet?” You ask with contempt.

“What? No, no! I’m not betting. Well, okay, kind of. Not with money though. With chocolate frog cards. I’m betting with a couple other Gryffindors about the game today. I already made the bet, I’m just seeking for a second opinion to validate it, and you are the best for that!”

“How do you know that my conclusions are accurate?” Not saying that they aren’t, but is he watching you or something?

“Because I seek out the strengths of people I want to befriend.”

Before you could ask him more about his apparent desire to befriend you, he bounds away to his friends who are calling him from the entrance of the Great Hall. He tells you to stay warm as he darts off, this time, he dodges all the people in his way.

But he doesn’t even know your name! He recognizes you as the girl with the eight page paper!

You shake your head and walk over to your spot for breakfast. You put these thoughts off for now. He’s far too enigmatic for you right now. And that bothers you

As predicted by the both of you, for different reasons, Hufflepuff won. You sit down in your seat in the Divination classroom. Before you even take a second breath, Taehyung drops to the table next to yours. He drops 6 chocolate frog cards in front of you.

“These are my winnings. You can choose half and I’ll keep the rest.”

“I have no interest in chocolate frog cards, I don’t collect them. You can keep it all.” You take your essay out of your bag, “But here’s the essay.”

“Thanks. But, do you want anything in return anyway? You’re like a partner for predictions; I’d hate to take away that credit from you.” The credit sure feels good.

“Just return the essay to me when you’re done with it. Thanks.” And with that, Divinations begin and there‘s a test today.

Twenty minutes in the test, your table starts shaking. Your table partner, some Ravenclaw, is bouncing his knee and you grit your teeth in annoyance and look up to hiss at him to quit it. But when you look up, you notice exactly how much he’s shaking as if he’s in a moment of confliction. You study his eye movements and see him darting about to other student’s papers. How dare he think of cheating! He hasn’t noticed your attendance to his thoughts as he darts his eyes back to your paper, three times.

Before you can do or say anything, you see his eyes widen at his paper and you look down too.

If you continue look at other people’s papers and cheat, I will make you grown antlers and so much hair, you trip every step.

You widen your eyes as well, what is that? Who is that?

You look at Trelawney who is busy fiddling with her hands and looking into her pot of tea. All other students are busy scrawling away on their papers except for three people: you, the Ravenclaw, and Taehyung.

You look at Taehyung, who’s in the table over, and he gives you a wink. The Ravenclaw begins to write on his test; it seems that he’s made his choice.

“He would have never followed through, but it was only to ensure it.” Taehyung said to you on the way down the North Tower.

“And how did you catch him cheating?” You asked.

“Your table was bouncing and it was annoying.” You quirk a smile.

“What’s so funny?”

“It’s how I started to notice him cheating too.” You admit. He gives you another boxy grin.

“Why do you want to be my friend?” You ask, nearing the last steps.

“It’s a secret method, but it’s my instinct that you will be a good friend.” It doesn’t satisfy you, but you understand instinct.

“So, friends?” He turns to you and sticks his hand out.

You take it.

“Friends.”

Aww the first gif i find is the one I was thinking of. Good call!

A/N: By the powers vested in Slytherin anon, the format of my choosing is a short scenario series. Not one, because friendship to love takes progress that can’t be confined in one scenario, and fanfiction is too chronologically-one-after-another. This is more of The Adventures of...type series with progressive plot that eventually leads to love in the last one. Besides, as Slytherin anon says, there’s not enough Slytherin readers, so we must even out the odds by making more scenarios!

There will be no more than 4 original scenarios to this series, but if anyone enjoys this plot, you are all welcome to send in imagines and/or headcanons that keep this story alive, adding more and more adventures and love progress to this. I may or may not make references to the hogwarts au I’ve already created previously. You can read all of them all here!

To Slytherin anon: I hope you find this to your liking. Once again, thank you for your trust in my plot and story, it means a lot. I hope to do Slytherin justice.

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Instinct p.2 | Taehyung

The request

Summary line: It’s Taehyung’s instinct that you will be a very important person in his life.

Last chapter

The best way you would describe your friendship with Taehyung is “endless shenanigans meets infinite sobriety”. One of the things you learn about Taehyung is that he’s never done searching for a new adventure. What you mean by that is, something like this:

“Y/N! Okay, so you know how I was thinking about how portraits have their own worlds and they can actually travel through portraits? I’m thinking about trying that this summer to grab you and we go to one of those muggle food stops.”

“Tae, remember, that’s only for portrait subjects who can do that. Wizards and witches get painted with the painter’s idea of them to create the character, and then that character has life within the portrait. We cannot turn ourselves into portrait subjects, and if anyone creates us, it’s still not us and we cannot leave the portrait to visit muggle food stops.”

“Okay. So, anyway. I heard a rumor that mermaids actually have a collection of treasures, and the Salazar actually communicated with them about allowing some of his own treasures to be stored there for safe keeping. Slytherin common room can see under the Black Lake, right? Well what if you…”

And that’s what he does.

Sometimes you feel like it’s a blessing and a curse to be his friend. For someone who is not nearly as wide-eyed adventurous as him, it sometimes feels like he just pulls you along like a kite. At the same time, if it isn’t for him, you, as the kite, would never fly so high. His adventures and his ideas keeps you on your toes as well as challenges you to figure out the pattern of his creativity as well as putting your practicality into his goals. You believe it’s one of the reasons he keeps you around, but you keep him around as well, so it’s fair.

Not only does your friendship add color to your life and yield to his, but you see why he is sorted into Gryffindor. There’s a sense of pride you have for having a friend that is so lion-hearted, to find a friend who is so authentically Gryffindor. But sometimes, you wonder if he would do well in Slytherin.

“Well, here we are again, Captain Min.” Taehyung stops in front of you and Yoongi who are walking out of the Great Hall to the Quidditch field. Of all the friends Taehyung has, Yoongi is a Slytherin. You two sometimes stick around each other in silence in the common room due to your mutual friend. You two have unspokenly agreed to be each other’s companion when you two are stuck without friends.

“I’ll see you out there, Taehyung. You better be on your toes, my beater is ready for revenge since you last stopped his girlfriend from scoring a goal.” Yoongi smirked.

“He’s just jealous that your team is no match for my defense/offense skills. It’s my job. And even if his girlfriend was able to dodge my bludger, Seokjin would have caught it. Just face it, Gryffindor is just better.” Taehyung taunted playfully. Yoongi just shook his head.

At this time, the aforementioned couple is walking past you two. The beater bumped shoulders with Taehyung, but before Taehyung can get in a word, Yoongi yanks the boy back and glares him down.

“Apologize to my friend, Bullens.” He says with gritted teeth.

Bullens tries to wretch out of Yoongi’s grasp, but no avail. Behind Yoongi, you also gave him a raised eyebrow, daring him to try anything.

“Sorry.” Bullens looks at Taehyung and Yoongi pushes him away back to his original direction, “Get to the Quidditch field.”

Yoongi turns back to Taehyung and pats him on the shoulder, “I’ll see you out there…be careful.” Taehyung just nods with a smile and Yoongi stalks off, glaring holes into Bullens’ back.

Taehyung looks back to you, “I think you should wear this today during the game.” He puts his scarf around your neck and wraps it around until it covers the bottom half of your face. You pull down the scarf from your face.

“You’re delusional. It’s Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. Why wouldn’t I root for my own house?” You took off the scarf and threw it back at him. He catches it but tries to put it on you again, this time you’re laughing as you raise up your hands to dodge his scarf.

“Aww, come on! It’s a way to cheer up my spirit to know my friend is cheering on for me. If I was a spectator and you were on the team, I would wear something of yours.”

“You do have more friends than just me, you know. If it isn’t for Slytherin against you today, I will definitely wear your scarf when you go against Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff.”

“Yeah but you’re my only girl friend right now. That’s so much more special than my guy friends cheering me on.” You raise your eyebrow at that and you wait until Taehyung catches your lull and his own words.

“M-my friend that’s a girl.” He corrected himself. You two revert back to the silly scarf fight.

You finally take his scarf but you don’t put it on. Instead, you brush your hair behind your ears and show him your amber colored earrings.

“And these don’t match my emerald ensemble either. I got you, okay?”

He pouts, “It’s still not my scarf.” You roll your eyes as you two walk towards the Quidditch field. It’s obvious to him that it’s the best compromise you can come up with.

It’s 80/70, Slytherin to Gryffindor. You cheer so hard for Slytherin, but whenever Taehyung looks at you, you send him a few claps and brush your hair back, making him smile.

A Slytherin chaser zooms past your gaze, making the both of you focus back on the game. The Slytherin chaser ducks under a Gryffindor chaser and moves to the right, past the other Gryffindor beater, and  passes the quaffle to another Slytherin chaser.

The chaser zooms forward towards Taehyung and knocks into him as he passes, making Taehyung fall sideways off his broom.

You gasp and shout out his name as he hangs from his broom. At this time, Bullens beats a bludger towards Taehyung, before Taehyung can see the bludger, it hits him in the ankle. His face contorts in pain as he drops his bat but a Gryffindor chaser grabs it from underneath before it falls to the ground. She flies back up to hand him the bat and use her broom to lift his lower body up so he can sit upright on his broom again. He thanks her and she nods before she zooms off.

That chaser that knocked him off threw the quaffle at the Gryffindor goal post but Seokjin is able to catch it in time. His handsome face is contorted as he throws the quaffle as hard as he can as it bounces off the chaser’s head and into a Gryffindor chaser’s arms.

For the rest of the game, you can’t focus on the game anymore. Your eyes focus on Taehyung, Bullens, and that Slytherin chaser.

Yoongi caught the snitch. Despite the Slytherin’s victory, the first thing Yoongi did when his team land on the field is grab and throw the Slytherin chaser onto the ground. The rest of the team had to pull him back from beating him up.

“Not only is he my friend, but I will not tolerate anyone who tarnishes the Slytherin house by acting so despicable. Laps around outside the Quidditch field. 20. Don’t even think about walking 3 feet away from this field until you’re done, unless you want to be off the team. I want you to know what it feels like to have your feet give out.” Yoongi seethes with anger as he points to the exit. Bullens clutches onto his bleeding nose and the chaser at his bruised cheek as they run off.

Yoongi sees you coming in and he walks away from the team to go over to you as you two run off to the Gryffindor gate at the field to see how Taehyung is doing.

Once you get there, his other friends are already there. To both your surprise, he’s laughing as he pats Jimin’s hand that’s on his knee.

“It’s not that bad.”

“Not bad? You’re on an infirmary stretcher!” Namjoon protests.

“Seokjin’s just over-careful to call Madam Pomfrey. I can probably walk there.”

“Is that right?” Seokjin crosses him arm. Taehyung gives him a boxy grin and makes grabby hands towards Seokjin, “I’m just letting you guys know that you don’t need to worry about me. I’m grateful that I don’t have to walk.”

“Uh-huh.” Seokjin cocks an eyebrow.

The boys all help carry his stretcher out of the Quidditch field as you trail after them.

“I feel like you’re all pallbearers for me right now.” Taehyung laughs.

“Oh, shut up. Patients should save their breath.” You flick his forehead.

At this time, Bullens and the chaser had just come around their second lap. Fire burns up from your toes to your head when you see them and you grab Taehyung’s bat that’s lying on his stomach.

As they run towards you guys, you walk closer to meet them a fraction of the way and start beating the both of them with the bat.

“What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong. With. You. Two?!!! You two should know better. How dare you call yourself a Slytherin? You’re not worthy if you resort to such underhanded ways to win. That’s not way of a Slytherin!” You continue to yell out profanities until you feel hands grabbing you by the arms.

“Y/N! Y/N! Stop, they still need to finish their laps.” Jimin pulls you away from the two boys. The boys had put down Taehyung’s stretcher to hold you off, well except Yoongi, who still has his arms crossed, glaring at the boys.

“Screw the laps. They need a beating.”

“I think the laps are good enough. Especially after your beating.” Yoongi smirks and nods over to them so you look over to look more closely at your work. Bullens used to only have a bloody nose and the chaser only had a bruised cheek. Now the chaser’s head is swollen and he’s rubbing his arm. Bullens has two black eyes and he’s clutching to both his stomach and his nose.

“You still have 18 more laps. I suggest you get going before you miss supper.” Yoongi commands.

“Yoongi, come on! We need to go to the infirmary now too! We can’t do your laps.”

“I don’t care, she didn’t beat your legs. I gave you an order. Whatever Y/N did to you was outside of anyone’s prediction. As far as I can tell, you still have my order to follow. Go. You can go to the infirmary afterwards.”  Yoongi points as they both grumble and get up. The rest of you go on your way.

“I’m still confounded by their actions. How dare they act so appallingly?” You can’t stop your anger even when Taehyung finally settled in an actual infirmary bed. Seokjin and Hoseok took you outside of the infirmary to calm down as Madam Pomfrey took a look at Taehyung.

“Y/N, do you know that Moreau likes you?” Seokjin asks you about the chaser.

“Moreau? No. He’s never spoken to me in his life. And why does that matter? What makes him think that hurting my friend would ever help his case? I will never befriend, much less date, someone who doesn’t think through like that and acts so stupidly.” You threw your hands up.

“Kind of like Taehyung?” Hoseok asks you.

“No, Taehyung is an honorable guy, still. Moreau acts out of reasons beyond me and acts in such a way that puts a bad name to Slytherin. Taehyung is a reckless adventurer, but he’s still brave, noble, chivalrous, and daring. He might not think things through all the time, but he doesn’t act on his recklessness until he collects  the right information to go about, and that’s why I’m there for him. At least he can be a true Gryffindor; that merits him credit.” You blew your hair out of your face and shake your head as you look down over the stairwell balcony.

Seokjin and Hoseok look at each other with a grin on both their faces. You know what they were thinking, what they were insinuating. But all of that is beyond your concerns. Taehyung is your friend, and Moreau’s jealousy for whatever he sees in you and Taehyung is beyond you. You don’t have to explain yourself. You tap on their arm and have them move out the way.

“Come on, let’s see what Madam Pomfrey has to say about Taehyung.”

“Not bad, not bad at all. Just overnight, and you’ll be well enough to make it to first period tomorrow.” Madam Pomfrey pats Taehyung on the shoulder and moves out of the way for the rest of you  to crowd around his bed. He grumbles about hoping to skip out tomorrow.

“Don’t complain. It’s a good thing it’s not that bad.” You smack him on the arm. He salutes you, “Yes, m’am.”

“You better listen to Y/N, Taehyung, or else she’ll beat you with the beater bat.” Jungkook laughs. You glare up at him.

“Yeah, Y/N, who knew you had it in you. They’re probably in worse state than Taehyung now.” Namjoon joins in Jungkook’s chuckles.

“Hey, Y/N, can you hit my ankle too? Just enough for me to stay in for a week.” Taehyung hands you his bat and wiggles his eyebrows at you.

You grab the bat and lightly tap his head.

“What the hell, Tae? No chance. And anyways, if you have to stay here for a week, what happens to your plans for swimming with the giant squid this weekend? You don’t want to be bedridden for a week.” You frown at him and he returns one to you, “You’re right. I want to feed him. What do giant squids eat again?”

“Worms and small shellfish.”

“Well, I mean, he’s giant. Any shellfish to him is small.” Taehyung shrugs.

“Shrimp, Taehyung. He’ll eat shrimp, clams, and other mollusks.”  He nods at you.

“Well, we’ll leave you two now. Supper is soon. We’ll visit you afterwards.” The boys wave bye to Taehyung and looks at you to see if you’ll join them. You shake your head and they wave bye to you too.

“Moreau and Bullens have such nerve.” You huff as you sat down next to Taehyung.

“You’re not over it, yet? Come on, Y/N. It’s over. They’re battered, bruised, and probably exhausted and passed out outside the field by now.” He pats your hand that’s next to his.

“Seokjin tells me that Moreau likes me. He’s an idiot if he thinks hurting you will make me notice him in any good light.” Taehyung looks at you and smiles, “I know he likes you.”

“So stupid.” Taehyung just smiles at you.

“I’m actually surprised that you didn’t hit a couple bludgers back at them.”

“Why? I don’t need to. Seokjin hit Moreau’s head, Yoongi made them do laps, and you hit them enough for me. A smart man doesn’t need to even lift a finger when he’s got friends like you guys.”

“How clever of you.” You squint at him, marking that bit of Slytherin in him.

“I’m just a smart man.” Taehyung grins.

“Smart boy.” You stand up and pat his head. He stops your hand from rubbing his head.

“I’m a man.”

“You’re 16. If you were a man, you wouldn’t have to defend yourself.” You flick his forehead with your other hand.

He tugs your scarf to pull you closer to him, “You’ll see. One day, you’ll say your friend is a smart man.”

You tug your scarf away from his grasp and lightly smack him with it, “It’s supper time. Enjoy your hospital gruel.” Taehyung moans at the thought of his hospital food as you laugh. You walk out of the infirmary with steady steps, but you’re still flustered at how close he pulled you. Not because there’s anything between you guys…it’s just, you’re just usually not that close, you know?

Edit: Tae is not 14, he's 16. Sorry

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Instinct p.4 (Finale) | Taehyung

The request

Summary line: It’s Taehyung’s instinct that you will be a very important person in his life.

Last chapter

“Tae!” You put your hands on your friend’s shoulders, making him jump in his seat, “I need your greatest strength: that storm in your brain.” You slid into the seat across from Taehyung and he greets you with a little smile, but not the rectangular one you love so much. Speaking of which, you haven’t seen it in a while now.

You can’t pinpoint the exact moment, but sometime at the end of your sixth year, Taehyung developed this habit, or so you call it.

Every time you get near him, he straightens his back like a ghost has just passed through him and he experienced some sort of shiver. You also noticed that he holds his breath for a few seconds before slowly letting it out. You weren’t sure why, you definitely don’t think you smell bad. But just in case, you bought a bucket load of new soap, perfume, lotion, deodorants, etc. Still nothing; he still straightens his back and holds his breath.

You figure, maybe it isn’t you, but you aren’t going to bring it up. Taehyung is the kind of guy who says anything that comes to his mind. So if he doesn’t tell you what was bothering him, it’s a very big deal to him. You try to respect that, as much as it might pain you that he doesn’t come to you with what’s bothering him. At least you know it isn’t traumatizing; that, you’re sure he’d tell you. You’re only hoping that time will do its work.

Right now it’s your final year, and you have potions with Taehyung this time. For your final project in this class, before the N.E.W.T.s, is to create your very own potion. To pass this project, you must create an original potion. Create a sample, demonstrate the creation, write the formula, and a paper to argue the purpose to your potion. If your potion needs an antidote, you must also create the sample and provide the formula. You and Taehyung were one of those best friends who eyeballed each other the moment you heard there is going to be partners for this project. At least from a distance, he can still be himself.

“Okay. How about…a potion that makes you lose one of your five senses?” He presents you with the idea.

“What’s the point of such potion?”

“Um…for experimental purposes? Say you wanted to experience the feeling of losing a sense? What if you wanted to stop feeling pain temporarily? You can take the potion and lose your sense of touch. You are in a loud place, you can temporarily lose your sense of hearing. You’re at your in-laws and your mother-in-law cooked some horrible chicken, you can – “

“Haha, okay, I get it. But I don’t know. I feel like we can do better than this.” You are a little unsure.

“Y/N…I…” Taehyung starts but he looks away. Could this be his smelling problem? He wants to stop smelling things?

“Look, Taehyung. I know there’s something going on, something that you’re not telling me.” You decided that even if he’s not going to tell you, you don’t want to keep acting like everything is okay, or that you don’t pick up your best friend’s feelings. He looks up at you with wide eyes.

“I’m not going to ask you what it is, and I don’t want you to feel pressured to tell me. But I do want you to know that I’m a little disappointed that you’re not telling me. I’m disappointed that you don’t think that I can help you. You’re my best friend, I’m always going to be here for you. That’s what it means to be a best friend. Whatever it is, you don’t have to go through it alone. I don’t know if the boys know about whatever you’re going through, if they do, I’m glad that at least someone knows and can try to help you.” You sigh and look down at your paper. Tears aren’t welling up, but your heart clenches like you’re crying on the inside.

“Y/N, it’s…I don’t know where to start.” You looked up to see him staring at his hands.

“It’s not you. Well, I mean, it kind of is. But it’s not your fault. You don’t even know it.” He’s talking in riddles. You feel like he wants to tell you, but the fact that he’s not… He has talked in worse riddles and normally it’s laced with excitement, and you can always understand. But not this. This is just sad. You always felt like you are one of the people who know him best, now…

“So it’s my problem, but I don’t know that it’s my problem? Did I offend you?” You probe.

“No.”

“I swear I never went behind your back on anything.”

“I know.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever broken a promise. I never told anyone your secrets.”

“I know, Y/N. You’re great. You’re a great friend. A great best friend.” He sighs. Your heart feels heavy at his last few words.

“It’s because you’re my best friend, I can’t smell you anymore.” What?

“What?!” You raise your voice because this isn’t what you expect.

“So…I smell? And…as my best friend, you want to keep being my friend. And if you can’t smell me, it’ll be easier on you to stay as my friend?” You probe and your eyebrows start scrunch together. Taehyung looks at you and your forming glare.

“Um…kind of. But not that you smell bad! You smell really good! You smell too good!”

“So you don’t want to smell how good I smell because I’m your best friend?”

“Yes!”

“You’re not making any sense! How does how good I smell influence us being best friends?” You raise your voice. You’re angry at his logic, but you can’t deny that you feel better to know that he thinks you smell good.

“Wait! No. Okay…I’ll tell you. It’s, I have this thing, okay? I smell people. Everyone has this inherent smell to them that only I can smell. When people smell good, I know it’s okay to be friends with them. When people smell bad, I know that I need to stay away from them.”

“So it’s okay to be friends with me.” Your teeth clenches when you say that, “So what’s the problem? You don’t want to be friends with me anymore? Even though I smell good and you say I’m a great best friend.”

“No, no. I want to stay friends with you. But I…I smelled your scent in my Amortentia potion I had to make last year.” The both of you were silent, just looking at each other.

“What does that mean?” You ask quietly. Your heart starts to thump.

“Well…I think that it means your scent…is very special. To me.” You bite your lip to keep from smiling. But it easily drops.

“Wait. You don’t want to smell me anymore though. Even if it’s, special, to you. You don’t like me like that.” Your tears finally start welling up and your heart is clenching harder than before as you state your last assessment of his problem.

“It’s not that I don’t like you. In fact, I like you a lot.” You stop breathing as he keeps going, “I’ve liked you since I first smelled you. But I always thought it’s just a crush; that you’re just the best smelling person I’ve ever smelled. But it’s when I created the love potion that it kind of connects  to me, why you smell better to me than anyone else.”

“But I know you don’t feel the same way. I never wanted to put that pressure between us that I like you but you don’t like me back, so I figure if I would stop smelling you, it will stop reminding me that I…like you…” You have never seen Taehyung look so nervous, quiet, or embarrassed. To be honest, you never imagined he’d be so cute about this.

You get up and walk over to his side of the table. He gets up when you do and watch you stalk over to his side.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I know you –“ Without another word, you crash your lips against his.

In an instant, something clicks in him and he pulls you so tight against him, you feel like you’re permanently stuck on him. He kisses you back as fervently as you are. Even when you try to pull away for a breath, he chases your lips as if you are an oasis in a desert.

“Wait, you like me too?” He finally pulls away and you two are gasping for air. He’s still holding you tight as if you are the only thing that grounds him from floating into space.

“Taehyung, you’re an idiot. On so many levels, I don’t know where to begin. The fact you don’t tell me your superpower, the fact that you like me, what I smell like to you, you think that I wouldn’t like you. I mean, the list goes on!” You giggle.

“Wait, how long have you liked me?” Taehyung asks. You stop your giggling.

“Probably around the past two years.”

“So why didn’t you say anything?” You blush and look down. Taehyung lifts your chin and clicks his tongue disapprovingly, “You’re an idiot too.”

A/N: it’s over! I hoped you all liked it.

To Slytherin anon (i know who you are, but just in case you want to stay anonymous on my blog as a requester): I hope this lived up to your expectations! Thanks for all your sweet messages about my progress in this story

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summary: with the celestial ball quickly approaching, kim taehyung is horrified to find out that you, his best friend, are dateless. to remedy this, he initiates The Match Project, a matchmaking service designed to find the most optimal date. to you, it’s an opportunity to meet someone else so you can stop pining after your clueless best friend. to him, it’s an opportunity to finally, once and for all, tell you how he feels.

{hogwarts!au, friends to lovers!au}

pairing: kim taehyung x reader word count: 11k genre: fluff + light, slow angst warnings: this is an idiots to lovers fic a/n: [distant screaming] [police sirens] oh god what is this !!! it couldn’t be…. a … a fic ?????? just kidding, it is! just a reminder that i am still on hiatus and will be for another month, so inactivity should be expected. other than that, i am on break this week so i figured that while the inspo was rolling i’d write something !!! only jungkook’s au left and then we’re done .. my god…..

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BTS x Harry Potter

Uma série de histórias sobre os estudantes da escola de magia Hogwarts. Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jung jungkook...

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NamjoonCorvinal! × Leitora Lufana

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Sinopse: Desde o primeiro dia em que pisou no castelo de Hogwarts, Kim Namjoon ficou conhecido por sua inteligência, sagacidade e paixão por devorar livros e mais livros, mas Namjoon não tinha nenhuma habilidade com garotas. Especialmente quando essa garota, é uma lufana leal à suas amigas.

N/A: Menções à pessoas agressivas, mas nem é tanto, juro ! Biscoitinhos e bebidinhas.

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Enquanto na enfermaria, Namjoon com a companhia de Hoseok tentavam pensar em algum motivo plausível para que S/n o odiasse, mas sem muito sucesso. Os dois nunca se falaram,e Kim ainda tentava se recordar se ele já se esbarrou, ou se na pior das hipóteses, ele já tinha quebrado algo dela, ou seu animal, mas nada.

   " O estranho é que ela não é do tipo agressiva" Hoseok comenta distraído pelas coisas que tinham ali. Seu amigo, deitado esperando professora Sproute chegar com um suco que prometia acabar com seu enjoou. "Sabe teve uma vez que o gato do Vicenzo ficou atrás da coruja dela, mas ela nem ficou tão brava assim..."

"hum" o corvino não consegue pensar muito além do que já pensou. Felizmente professora Sproute não demorou a chegar, acompanhada de Seokjin e Yoongi, que souberam do incidente.

Assim que Namjoon conseguiu se sentar, o grupo voltou a debater sobre as possibilidades da dinâmica, mas ninguém realmente teve alguma ideia para ajudar, pois aparentemente a aula de hoje, foi de fato a primeira vez em que se encontraram.

Felizmente para Kim não se tinham mais aulas naquele dia, e o trio que se tornou hepteto, quando o resto dos seus amigos se juntaram à eles, atualizando a situação para todos. Eles decidiram que ficariam no pátio, pois um pouco de ar para o corvino faria bem.

"Com licença ," uma voz feminina interrompe a conversa dos sete, que zombavam do mais novo, Jungkook que tinha apenas livros e um plano na cabeça. Ao olharem, era uma garota baixa, cabelos claros com presilhas de estrela e olhos castanhos, decorados com uma sombra amarela. Ela vestia o uniforme da lufa-lufa, e possuia uma caixa nas mãos. "Eu queria falar com Namjoon, sou amiga da S/N, que bem, te atacou hoje..."

Todos os rapazes se entreolharam, surpresos com aquilo. Kim Namjoon fez sinal para ela se aproximar, ansioso para ver se conseguiria alguma resposta. A menina parecia estar envergonhada, mas se aproximou mesmo assim.

"Eu trouxe esses biscoitos para você, como uma desculpa pelo modo como ela agiu mais cedo." A caixa no lhe foi entregue, e ao abrir, Kim viu uma série de biscoitos em formato de estrelas e corações coloridos, todos azuis e amarelo.

"Obrigada, mas será que você pode me dizer por quê S/n parece me odiar tanto?" O rapaz perguntou sem rodeios, pegando a garota de surpresa, ela que já estava prestes à sair, ficou vermelho, olhando ao seu redor nervosa.

"Desculpa eu não sei, ela não é de comentar muito sobre as pessoas que não gosta..." Ela disse já re virando para sair, mas antes volta e acrescenta: "Aliás, meu nome é Pandora."

Suspirando Namjoon deixa a caixa de lado, frustrado com a situação. Bem a única fonte de confiança que ele tinho, acabara de se mostrar inuitil, e ele sabia que tinha que descobrir o motivo ao qual a garota tinha tanto ódio por ele, se de ainda tinha planos de sair vivo de hogwarts.

...

Kim Namjoon tinha um plano. Depois de zombar de Junghook ele se sentia como um paspalho de desenho animado criando planos pelos castelos de Hogwarts.

Após excluir todas as possibilidades que a dariam motivos, o rapaz começou a listar como ele poderia descobrir o motivo, mas após esse dia, chegar até elo, e perguntar, estava fora de cogitação. Mas ele sabia que tinha que pensar "fora do caixinha".

Durante o dia, Namjoon tentou evitar que S/n o visse durante as aulas, mas nos intervalos, passoua colocar seu plano em prática. O moreno que estava se sentando próximo as portas, saía correndo para se esconder esperando a garota sair da sala. Assim que ele a viu aprimeira vez, sussurrou as palavras "Legilimens", e torceu para que fosse o tipo de bruxo que conseguiria escutar, conforme os pensamentos da garota preencheram sua própria mente, Namjoon descobriu ser legilmente.

"Acho que não fiz a lição de Poções, será que consigo fazer antes da aula de Snape?"

"O que será de almoço hoje? Não tomei um café decente hoje..."

"Continua sorrindo Vicenzo, a próxima vez que o seu gato decidir caçar minha coruja, você vai almoçar churrasquinho de gato!"

"Meu Deus quando é que Pandora vai parar de falar nesse corvinal idiota? Isso to beirando obsessão!"

Apesar de conseguir insights muito bons, seus pensamentos não explicavam o porquê ela não gostava de Namjoon. Mas ele não desistiu e tentou mais uma vez, mas sem sucesso.

"Parabéns Sr. legilmente," Seokjin o parabenizou sarcasticamente, com palmas irônicas após Namjoon o confessar o que fez o dia todo para ter sumido. “E você já pensou em talves, perguntar para ela ?"

"Você acha que não?" Kim rola os olhos e explica por que não o fez "alguma outra ideia, Sr. monitor?" o moreno se sentou à frente dele no refeitório, enquanto bebiam suco de abóbora.

"E se você tentar ler a mente dela enquanto ela te vê?" Jim oferece, eseu amigo espera alguma indicação que era uma de suas piadas ruins, mas o grifinório se manteve sério, arrancando uma careta de Namjoon

"Você quer que eu viva na enfermaria né?!" Ocorvinal reclama passando a mão pelo rosto, antes de terminar sua bebida em apenas um gole. Seokjin pingarreia e de olhos arregalados olhando para entrada do refeitório, sussurra para Namjoon :

"Se não for fazer, é melhor sair daqui..." Olhando na mesma direção que o amigo, vendo que S/n, Pandora e Jimin entravam. O que Jimin fazia praticamente colado ao corpo de Pandora era um mistério, que bem, ele tentaria descobrir uma outra hora.

Para a sorte do corvinal a garota estava ocupada demais tentando tirar Jimin do braço da amiga. O rapaz a olhava como se a garota carregasse o céu e todas as estrelas nos olhos. Jim e Namjoon se entreolharam compartilhando do mesmo pensamento "Estranho", pois até dois dias atrás, Park parecia estar interessado em outra pessoa.

"Tenho uma ideia" Namjoon comenta observando os três se sentarem à uma distância segura dele, " Você vai buscar Jimin, eeu espero aqui, e em alguem momento, você aponto casualmente pra mim, enquanto leio a mente dela, o que acha?"

Sem muito escolha, Kim Seokjin se levanta e vai em direção aos três. Namjoon se sente e dispara o feitiço, já escutando a voz da garota em sua própria mente.

"Porque esse garoto não saí?! Parece até estar enfeitiçado..."

"Eu só queria comer em paz !"

" Ótimo, mais um..." " Aquele é...?" " Porque esse garoto não some? Ele e essa cara estúpida, ele é um desastre ambulante!"

Namjoon interrompe seu momento de fuxicar, e se vira para frente, esperando seus dois amigos. Seokjin praticamente joga Jimin no assento ao seu lado, enquanto o menino ainda balbuciava pela loira.

"E ai, conseguiu alguma coisa?” O grifinório indaga, obtendo apenas uma balançada de cabeça e suspiro do corvino, Namjoon conta tudo o que ouviu. “Espera. Ela pensou que Jimin estivesse enfeitiçado?"

"Sim, e quer saber, fiz sentido," O moreno observa seu amigo, agora foco da conversa, Jimin olhava para a mesa lufana, as amigas rindo juntas, e Namjoon se lembrou que apesar de quase o matar, ficou completamente encantado com a beleza da garota. "Até ontem ele estava jurando amor para outra pessoa.."

" Você tá pensando o mesmo que eu?" Jin instiga, olhando de Jimin para as duas lufanas.

Pelo menos agora Namjoon tinha um ponto de partida...

Oof my heart 💓

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Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, prob fluff at some point

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

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You sighed as you stared out of the window, watching the meadows pass by in a blur.

You were currently seated in the train on your way to Hogwarts, but none of you or your froends who were seated around you were speaking, which was very odd, tough you all know why. The tension in the air was sickening, especially since knowing that almost all your muggleborn friends were quite literally wiped out of your life. And since Hufflepuff had a lot of those, there was a great loss.

" What do you think they'll do now?" Taehyung asked, breaking the tense silence you all were stuck in.

" I don't know. I hope nothing too bad tough." Namjoon, who used to be a Ravenclaw prefect said.

Namjoon was a half blood, like you, and because it was his last year anyway, he was allowed to stay. Tough every title he used to have was passed on to pureblooded schoolmates.

A stupid rule really.

" Thank Merlin that Yoongi and Jin have already graduated." Taehee, your best friend and Taehyung's twin sister, said.

You nodded in agreement silently.

Kim Seokjin was one of the nicest Hufflepuff you had ever known, tough he was a muggle born and it would've been sad if his last year would be taken from him by He Who Must Not Be Named. Min Yoongi was a pure blood Slytherin, but he too was one of the two nicest Slytherin you had ever known. He was fiercely protective of his friends and was not racist about blood races. He, and your childhood friend Hoseok, had always been nice to other houses and tried to clean up Slytherin's reputation. Tough you hadn't seen him since the start of summer holiday from fifth year.

" I miss Jiminie and Jungkookie." Taehyung mumbled sadly as he leaned down on his arms.

Nobody could react to that. 

Jimin, one of your Hufflepuff housemates, and Jungkook, a good Gryffindor friend of yours, had gone imto hiding once He Who Must Now Be Named started hunting muggleborns.

Suddenly the train slowly halted and you all sat straight alarmed.

" What's going on?" You wishpered fearfully, holding hands with your best friend, Taehee, who despite being brave, also seemed scared.

" Please don't tell me they've braught back the dementors." Taehyung wishpered under his breath.

All of your breaths stopped as the door to your compartment opened, and two males walked in.

One of them had brown hair and a light skin colour, you didn't recognize him. The other one had black hair and a melanin skin colour, and something felt very familiar about him, tough you couldn't comprehend what. He currently had his back turned to you, but once he turned around your heart skipped a beat.

Hoseok.

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The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 1

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, prob fluff at some point

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

Wordcount: 1k

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" Sweetie, today we will have some visitors, so I'll need you to be on your best behavior, okay?" Your mom asked six year old you.

You nodded with a smile.

" Okay! Will they play with me?" You had asked her excitedly.

" Who knows, maybe. They have a son around your age. His name is Hoseok. Maybe he'd like to play with you?" Your mother had smiled.

The guests had arrived around noon, and just like what your mother had told you, the boy loved to play with you, even tough his parents looked less happy with that. You two played hide and seek, chased after each other, simply coloured. Basically everything.

Your friendship didn't stop there. Jung Hoseok and you had become the best of friends and were only all too happy to both be accepted in Hogwarts. ( Tough you both had expected to get accepted as your parents had been in Hogwarts too.) From that faithfull day in Diagon Alley, where you had gotten your fiercely loyal wand ( cherry blossom tree wood with a Unicorn hair as core and mildly flexible), the two of you promised to stick together no matter what.

Hoseok's parents were not particularly happy with that, as they were typical pure blooded Slytherin's and had always disliked Hoseok's childlike side from when he was young.

Growing up in a pure blood family where everyone was Slytherin was awful, according to him anyway. His parents had set up hard expectations and were very judgemental. It's what made the friendship between both of your father's break. They had wanted Hoseok to stop being friends with you too, but Hoseok had never listened.

Until last year, you tough bitterly as the two of you made eye contact.

The boy in front of you had left after fifth year without saying anything. That whole summer went by without at least one letter, and when the start of sixth year was, he was no where to find.

" He's not here." A Gryffindor told the two men, the both of them giving him his full attention.

" What?" Hoseok said, and damn, did this boy's voice grow deep.

Now that you were subconsciously checking him out, Hoseok did grow up indeed. He was now a lot taller, had grown his hair out a bit, his voice was deeper, and his style seemed to have changed too.

" The boy who lived. Harry Potter. I mean, that's who you're looking for right? He's not here." The Gryffindor, who you now recognized as Neville Longbottom, spoke up bravely.

Hoseok's companion sighed before turning to Hoseok, motioning that they should go if he wasn't here anyway.

Hoseok nodded before locking eyes with you again for a moment, and damn had his eyes grown cold.

" You okay?" Taehee asked you after a moment, and only then you realized that the train had started moving again and that Hoseok and the other guy was gone.

" Wasn't that Hoseok?" Taehyung asked puzzled, receiving a death glare feom his twin as she motioned to you with her eyes.

Taehyung gave you a guilty look.

" Sorry."

" No, it's okay. I almost couldn't recognise him either. He's changed so much.-" You suddenly choked on a sob as you realized something important.

Hoseok had become a Death Eater.

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Hoseok couldn't think ever since he saw you in the train.

After a year, you still looked like his Y/N. And he was grateful for that. 

He knew that you probably didn't want to talk to him. Especially after what he's become.

He hated on who's side he's fighting now. 

But he felt he had no choice. He didn't want to be a death eater. But his parents had wanted him too.

He currently hated everything that was going on.

Him being a death eater.

And him knowing you, you probably being in Dumbledore's Army.

He just hoped you would be okay

Terrible things were about to happen at Hogwarts after all.

" Hoseok? Your parents want to speak to you." Hoseok was knocked out of his toughs by Draco, who was stood in the door opening.

" What do they want now?" He asked the boy.

" I don't know." Draco shrugged timidly.

Hoseok nodded and pushed past Draco.

Draco him were rather alike, but both were dealing with it differently.

While Draco cowers at everything and obeys to everyone, Hoseok tries his best to fight back.

The mission to kill Dumbledore was originally meant for Hoseok after all, and when he refused, they had turned to Draco.

And locked Hoseok up in Malfoy Manor. 

To undergo his 'training'.

The dark lord had seen the ambition in Hoseok's eyes when he mentioned the mission to him, and decided he could be of use. But according to the man, Hoseok was too soft for not wanting to kill Dumbledore.

He will prove them wrong one day, Hoseok knows.

He takes a deep breath as he pushes the doors open.

Inside are his parents, who are both smiling.

" Hoseok." His mother greeted him.

" The dark lord has chosen a mission for you." His father smiled sinister.

Hoseok raised one of his brows, silently telling him to continue.

" You will go to Hogwarts with the Carrows and Snape." His mother told him excitedly.

" What?" He asked perplexed, suprise making it's way to his usually stoic face.

" You won't have to be a student there. You'll only have to supervise, in a way. You can get to punish whoever student you like. In whatever way." His father smiled proudly at him, while he felt sick to the stomach.

" You can do it in anyway you want! Isn't that exciting?!" His mother smiled.

" I personally enjoy using the Impersius curse on them, and then let them mess up their friendships with their friends." She smiled innocently.

Meanwhile he wasn't listening, only one thing being on his mind.

He will have to face you again.

The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 2

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, prob fluff at some point

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

Wordcount: 1k

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Hogwarts was far worse than you had expected. Of course, you didn't expect it to become any better when Snape became headmaster, but you did not expect this.

The air which was usually inviting and warm was now cold and kill. The Hufflepuff commonroom which used to be lively with plants and pastel colours were now void plants and the fire that used to burn to keep the room warm wasn't on. 

Even the bedrooms were cold, and some of your more sensitive roommates had tried not to cry as it finally dawned on her that you all of you really were at war.

Dinner followed, and it was once again cold and desolate. There was barely any food, and the food that was there was almost cold and barely enough for everyone. 

You had passed your food to a first year, who seemed to skinny in your eyes and was  exceptionally grateful for the food, it made you wonder how she got treated back at home.

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The lessons weren't great either. Instead of getting Defence Against the Dark Arts, you were now straight up taught dark arts. If you refused to do whatever Dark arts thing they wanted you to do, you'd get beaten by the profeseor. Overall it was aweful.

However, you managed to find an escape. It's small, probably life threatening and overall stupid and unsafe.

But every place felt better than in the castle in this time. And so you go every night, for about a week now, to the forbidden forest. 

The dementors around the school never seemed to keep an eye on the forest and you managed to make it to there every night and out without getting killed.

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Hoseok watched you walk into the forbidden forest in confusion.

What are you going to do there? Are you secretly meeting with someone?

Hoseok didn't really like the tough of you secretly meeting someone there. What if it's a guy? He could take advantage of you and no one would be able to help you.

I should go with her. That way she'll be protected. I can't let anything happen to her. He nodded to himself before silently following after you.

The first hour in the forest was peacefull, you were mainly just playing with Thestrals and a Hippogriff, which made him smile. Your love for magical creatures didn't change.

At some point you must've deemed it late, as you turned back to leave, Hobi narrowly missed your line of sight.

At that point he felt a little weird as he realized that he'd been practically following you in the forest like some creepy guy, which he's not, by the way, instead of actually taking a walk with you. 

His mind changed a few minutes later however, when a werewolf stood in front of you on a few meter distance, growling.

He was luckily quick to react by setting his body between the werewolf and you and raising his wand.

" Stupify!" Hoseok yelled, his wand pointed at the werewolf and sending him back into the forest.

It scampered to it's feet once the spell wore off.

" Hoseok?" You asked shakily.

He swallowed before turning to you.

" Y/N."

The both of you just looked at one another, not really knowing what to say.

" Come on, I'll drop you off at the Hufflepuff commonroom." He muttered before turning around and starting to walk away.

You caught up to him.

" What happened? Where did you go? Did you really join-"

" Yes. I did. I just want you to know, it's not by choice." Hoseok said, looking straight forward.

Your mouth went dry, not knowing what to say.

" Why are you even here anyway?" He asks at as the two of you near the castle.

" I need to escape that place. Even if it's just for a minute." You said with a sad undertone.

Hoseok nodded, he could understand why.

" You lost weight." He commented.

You turned to blink at him. 

From all the things he could say, these were the words that left his mouth?

" Sorry. Anyway, I'll act like I caught you outside, act like you're under the Imperius." Hoseok said as you now neared the entrance.

" What does that look like?" You asked puzzled.

" Just, act a little dreamy and oblivious." Hoseok stated as the two of you walked inside.

It didn't take long for one of the 'professors' to spot you two, and Hoseok nodded in his direction.

You didn't miss the cold look in his eyes, which had been replaced with something unreadable, had now returned.

The teacher didn't say anything and simply walked past.

Allong the way you also walked past professor McGonagall, who seemed suprised and worried at the same time at the scene.

" M-Mister Jung, I'm sorry about my student wandering around at night. I'll take her back to her House's commonroom-" She tried to interfere, but Hoseok shook his head.

" No need professor, I can handle this." Hoseok said, brushing past her before she could say anything else.

" There. Now stay out of trouble okay, I don't want anything to happen to you." Hoseok wishpered as he stood close to you, the sound of his voice only loud enough for you to hear.

You nodded, wishpering the password to the painting behind you.

" Hey Hobi." You said softly as you stood in the door opening, turning to look at him.

" Yes?" Hoseok's heart skipped a beat as you adressed him by his nickname.

The one you had given him at that too.

" I missed you." You told him with a small smile before stepping into the Hufflepuff commonroom and closing the painting door behind you.

Hoseok blinked at the door before a tiny smile made it's way to his face.

You were still there for him.

[ A/N : Lmao here I am uploading this chapter at 1 A.M. also I'm meeting up w/ my first crush tomorrow and like tell me if u guys want the tea lmao]

The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 3

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, prob fluff at some point

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

Wordcount: 1.1k

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You cringed as the professor kept talking on and on about the three unforgivable curses.

You weren't exactly a fan of it after all. Your mother had been murdered in the first wizarding war, she had been tortured by the Cruciatus curse, before the Imperio was used on her to make it look like she had killed herself. 

You had been forcefully sat down with the Ministry of Magic to watch the security tape. The death eater (Bellatrix Lestrange) had been way too happy that there was a security camera near.

You tried not to loose hold on your magic while watching a poor animal ( a poor Doxy), was whimpering under the Cruciatus curse.

" STOP IT!" A voice, Taehee's, pierced the air as she yelled at the professor to stop.

The professor, Amycus Carrow, stopped with what she was doing, whipping her head in your best friend's direction.

Taehee swallowed, but the fire in her eyes did not die down in the slightest.

" Did you just speak against me?" Professor Carrow asks lowly, narrowing her eyes at her.

Your table mate's only response is gulping.

" How dare you-"

" I told her to." You speak up timidly, not looking into her eyes.

Professor Carrow looks at you with a small smirk, as if she was a snake looking at her prey.

" That explains it. Pathetic Hufflepuff. Let me geuss, you do not want to get punished again, so instead you ask your stupid brave Gryffindor friend for help? Well, your house has always been known as the weakest. " She laughs fakely.

You don't say anything, looking down at your lap.

Even tough you're afraid of the curses, you're not exactly afraid of her. You just don't want to give her more reason to punish you.

You've been one of her favorite students to pick on. Not because you tell your friends to speak up against her, but because you watch over first years. You remember your own first year as one of the best years, and you truly pitty them that they have to spend their first year like this. You often take their beatings when they 'do something out of turn'.

" Well, well, what kind of punishment shall we give you? How about we try one of the curses on you? To see what it-" She's cut off as the door opens.

Hoseok steps in, taking you (and undoubtedly your friends too) by suprise.

Taehee grips your hand.

After that night when he escorted you from the forest, he's been avoiding you. You haven't spoken to him since then. However, you're grateful that he's here now. You know that he probably won't, but you hope he'll stop her.

" I'm sorry to interrupt your lesson professor Carrow, but I heard you talking about teaching miss L/N a lesson, I would love to do that myself." Hoseok says, and you swallow with wide eyes.

You're not sure if he means it or not, the steel look not leaving his eyes as he makes eye contact with your scared ones.

To everyone's horror, professor Carrow starts giggling. 

" Of course not Hoseok. Take her away. I personally tough to-"

" I'm not interested in what you would do. I'm pretty sure I have more creative ways." Hoseok cuts Carrow off, effectively shutting her up.

Tough she does seem upset about not being able to share her opinion. Or that she at least can't talk to him in general.

Hoseok switches his gaze to you again and you look at him with big Bambi eyes. 

" Well what are you waiting for L/N?! Away with you!" Carrow turns back to you as she screeches the words.

You let go of Taehee's hand and get up with the intention to follow him.

" Take your stuff with you. You will most likely not be able to return to class." Hoseok speaks, and you do what's told.

While you're packing your stuff, Taehee grabs your wrist.

" Please be careful." She tells you.

You nod.

Hoseok looks you down while you're walking trough the door opening, before nodding at Carrow ( who smiles as if her crush has noticed her) and telling you to follow him.

Moments later you're down in the dungeons, and you're following him into a hallway you've never been before.

He opens a door, and motions you to go in.

You do so.

Even tough you hate it, you still want to at least believe that he's still your Hoseok.

You study the room in confusion. It's not a classroom. It seems more like a bedroom?

There's a big bed in one corner, and a closet in the other, a bureau placed beside it. There's also minimal belongings scattered around, even the pajamas are fold on the bed. Your eyes land on the window, which showcases the Black Lake.

You realize that this is not some unknown classroom or study, this is his own room, most probably.

" Are you okay?" You jump when you hear his voice and turn around.

" You're- you're not going to hurt me?" You ask him carefully.

He shakes his head.

" No, I could never. I needer to make it believable for her." He told you while gnawing on his lower lip, a sign he's nervous.

You all but drop your bag, sprinting to him and developing him in a big hug.

He's suprised to say the least, but hugs you back after a moment. Feeling content with the feeling of being in your arms and the smell of your conditioner tickles his nose pleasantly.

After a moment ( one too soon in his mind) you releasr him and take a step back before looking deep into his eyes.

He feels you looking into his soul, your gaze holding emotion while you read his, he knows that all the facades he built up to hide behind crumbles down as you look at him so tenderly.

" What happened? Tell me everything."

[ A/N: So I used to be writing this story 'Wanted' in Wattpad and it was only available in dutch. I've decided to translate it to english, and it's now only available in Quotev. ( Because I had to switch all my writing to Quotev, the new Wattpad update deleted and/or moved some of my drafts.) In case u need the

Summary: “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

It's a J.JK X Reader so if u have nothing to do please check it out. :)]

The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 4

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, prob fluff at some point

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

Wordcount: 0.8k

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Hoseok looks at you for a moment, contemplating on whenether to tell you or not.

" I won't judge you. I know my Hobi. He would never do something like this unless he was forced to."  You told him, your eyes shining.

He looked at you for a hard second before speaking.

" What if I'm not your Hobi?" He asked, his voice giving you shivers.

" If you weren't, you wouldn't have saved me from Crow." You told him, crossing your arms.

" Crow?" A small amused smile made it's way to his face.

"Carrow, Crow same thing." You shrugged.

" Didn't know that you were scheming teachers now." He smirked.

You gave him a pointed look.

" Stop beating around the bush. Just- talk to me. Please." You said, concern swimming in your eyes.

Hoseok studied your honesty before taking a deep breath.

Hoseok sighed as he got up, stretching his arms as he awoke once again to the sound of his parents arguing downstairs.

ever since the return of He Who Must Not Be Named, his parents have been acting weird, leaving more than necessary, no matter the time. Only last night they were out at 11'. 

It was currently holiday, meaning he had more than enough time to spend with his friends. Maybe he'd even lay his feelings for a special someone out in the open, bit he wasn't quiet sure if he was ready for that. He wasn't a gryffindor like Taehyung after all, who shamelessly chases after his crush.

" He'll never listen! He never does." He heard the voice of his mother as he walked down the marble staircase in his pajamas.

Right away he knows they're talking about him. They always are when it's negative.

" We should still try."

an eerie voice suddenly virbates trough the air, he doesn't know who it is, but the voice gives him goosebumps.

" Hoseok, my boy. Do come out from that corner. We're talking about you after all." The voice says in the same eerie way.

He's even more suprised that the man knows his name, but he doesn't care all too much about it. He moves further down the stairs and stops in the opening of the door where his parents are, the man there isn't anyone he knows, but an unspoken name soon crooses his mind.

He Who Must Not Be Named.

The man gave him an even creepier smile, he was dressed in black robes and seemed far from innocent.

" Hello my dear boy. My name is Voldemort, I am sure you've heard about me. You shall adress me as the Dark Lord, as I will offer you a position in my army." The man- The Dark Lord speaks as if it's a happy thing.

​​Hoseok just swallows in response, but The Dark Lord doesn't seem to mind it. As if he had expected his reaction.

" I have a mission for you. I have heard from Draco Malfoy that you're a talented wizard. A strong one. Your mission will be simple. You shall kill Dumbledore for me." He smiles creepily again.

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" You refused? Than don't get me wrong, but how are you still alive? Doesn't he kill everyone who refuses?" You ask Hoseok in comcern.

He nods.

" He does. But he tough that I had potential. So instead he decided to 'train' me. The things he made me do.-" He cut himself off by closing his eyes snd clenching his fists, tears starting to form.

" I- I need you to know that I didn't want to do it. But it was them or me, Y/N. I don't want to die." Hoseok's sobbing now, his shoulders shaking slightly due to his emotions.

Now this was your Hobi. The Hobi who hated hurting other people. The hobi who liked to be with you all day. Who used to smile like sun and used to have the attitude of an angel. The one who everyone tough was misplaced in Slytherin until he beat someone up bcos they insulted one of his friends. The one who would never hurt you.

" Oh, hobi." You sigh, your insides throbbing for him.

You understood somewhat what he felt. You now knew what he was, but you'd never leave him, and he needed to know that.

You didn't give it a second tough before moving to hug him.

He didn't resist your affection, holding you close while he quietly sobbed in your neck while you held him gently and messed with his hair.

After a moment he calmed down and pulled away, looking at you with soft tenderness in his eyes.

" Why do you still want to be with me? Even after all I've done?" He asked sniffing.

You smiled sadly at him.

" Cause' I love you."

[ A/N: I know that all the chapters till now have been sad & I'm sorry bout it but I promise that there will be sum fluff in the next chapter.]

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The Serpent's Shadow || J.HS || 5

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Angst, teeny weeny tiny bit of fluff

Summary : But how could the Serpent ever know? What's happening behind his back? In his own Shadow? Without looking back?

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This story is IN the Harry Potter time line!

( Deathly Hallows Part one & two)

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" Carrow, you can hand that one over to me." Hoseok said as he motioned to the second year gryffindor in Carrow's grip.

" You seem to have a certain grudge against Gryffindors and that one Hufflepuff." Carrow smiled.

" Don't remind me." Hoseok said as he stared the Gryffindor down, who shrunk under his gaze.

" Wanna torture this one together?" She blinked at him as if it's a cute thing couples would do.

Hoseok gave her a disgusted expression.

" Certainly not. I'm good with you being on a 10 meter distance." Hoseok told her.

Her smile fell as Hoseok roughly pulled the Gryffindor out of her grasp and walked down the hall with her.

They kept walking they reached one of the hallways near the Gryffindor commonroom, where he let go of her grasp with her.

" Go. But make it look like I hurt you next time." He told her as he turned around to leave.

" What? But how?" She asked puzzled.

" I don't know. Try acting, or ask one of the older Gryffindors, they have a lot of experience." Hoseok waved his hand at her as he walked off, checking on if anyone saw.

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It's a little over 9 at night when someone knocks on Hoseok's door.

His first worry is that it's a death eater who simply wants to talk to him.

His second worry is that it's Draco who wants to cry again and complain how hard his life is.

His third worry is that it's Carrow, who hadn't seen him at dinner because he didn't show up. ( Mainly because he wasn't in the mood to see her face.)

" Who is it?" He said gruffly.

No one answered, instead the person gently knocked on the door again.

He grumbled in annoyance, but got up from where he was seated on his bed anyway, making his way over to the door and opening it.

The person in front of him had their hood up, but as soon as she peeked over the hood's edge, he pulled her inside, not bothering to step back to create space between them. He threw the door closed behind her.

" Y/N? What are you doing here?" Hoseok asked as literally looked down at you, concern swimming in his dark brown orbs.

You grinned and pulled your hood down.

" I went to see you. I have good news." You smiled.

" What is it?" He asked as he sat down on his bed.

" Harry Potter's been spotted."

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Ever since you brought him the news, things have been going better.

You've been going to Hoseok's almost every night, sneaking trough the dark hallways at night or him sneaking into your dorm rooms.

Everyone who was part of Dumbledore's Army knew him, and no one minded him. After all, he did help out most of their asses. Often saving them from trouble.

Hoseok felt a lot more at ease since he's been working with both parties. It's become fairly easy for him.

Be a little sweet to Carrow, her running her mouth a tiny bit, you sneaking into his room at night, him reporting to you, and you easing all of his worries by simply being there in his arms.

Just like right now.

The two of you weren't a thing, neither of you actually went to that topic, even after your confession, but laying together like this, wrapped up in each other's company, it just felt right.

" Do you think this will ever change?" You ask softly at some point of the night, looking out of his window into the depths of the black lake.

" That what will change?" Hoseok asked, hoping you're not talking about your relationship.

" The war. Do you think that we'll ever be able to live freely again as wizards? No matter the blood status." You say quietly.

It's quiet for a moment before he answers.

" I think so. I tough that no one would accept me anymore after what they forced me to do. I tough everyone would hate me. Yet here you are. You're always there for me now that I think of it..." He goes quiet at the end of his sentence.

" I'll always be here for you Hobi." You smile at him.

For the first time in a while, he actually smiles back at you.

[ A/N: Hey, yes my mini hiatus is over. I can breath without shaking in pain now lol. Also I know I promised like actual fluff, but it really doesn't fit in the story line yet. So y'all just have to wait sorry xD.]