#chris as gryffindor's quidditch team captain??

[stayconnecteed]

okay soo how are we feeling about skz as marauders (harry potter universe). because i have a lot to write but i just thought about marauders era but skz as the famous boy group of hogwarts... how would they be... their houses... the pranks... the possible love stories... i might look for some inspo on pinterest and start a new google docs...

#i just can't be stopped #i need to be stopped #but i can't stop #it's just #to much attractive thoughts about the idea #chris as gryffindor's quidditch team captain?? #with han and changbin as their pranks supporters??? #hufflepuff felix cheering them?? #minho and seungmin as proud slytherins looking with disgusted faces when they absolute admire then?? #and ravenclaw hyunjin with a huge crush on felix #being your best friend? #WAIT DID I JUST MADE IT OT8 X READER?? #it would be my third ot8 x reader series #please stop me #for my sanity #(in reality i don't want to be stopped) #mars rambles

[aclowntiny]

Hiiii!!! First I wanna say how much I really like your work! Also, I stumbled upon our Seventeen and Enhypen as Hogwarts students, but saw you didn’t have it for Stray Kids 😭 I know they’ve mentioned in 2019 what house they think they are, but you seem to have a much better understanding of the houses and I’m very curious to see what you would think their houses would be.

I was wondering if I could request a similar sort of headcannon for them 🥹 Thank you!

Heck yeah! Can't believe I didn't do this sooner tbh but I love this so here we are 😌 I agree, not necessarily that I'm the best at the job, lol, but that people just go for very generic ideas of the houses (Gryffindor is cool, Slytherin is evil, Hufflepuff is nice/silly, Ravenclaw is smart) rather than the true reflection of where they'd be hehe! Like Ravenclaw is actually also known for being artistic and eccentric, Slytherin for strong determination, Hufflepuff for acceptance and breaking tradition, Gryffindor for being the other self-sacrificing house. So sometimes people just say "I'm a Gryffindor because I'm a good guy!!!" anyway rant over here's the actual content we want🤣

🏰 Stray Kids as Hogwarts Students🔮

Bang Chan

☆ Some kids got sorted instantly, but with one Christopher Bang the Hat took longer. Muttered to itself a lot as it waffled between his qualities, dubbing him hardworking and courageous and ambitious and loving. He couldn't help but flush under the hat's words, almost not hearing when its voice finally bellowed "Gryffindor!”

☆ Being Pure-Blood was only ever a phrase on a family tree for Chris. Who one’s ancestors were, what they looked like, or how much money they had said nothing for their value- only their choices and character did that.

☆ It’s only a formal class for one year, but he adores Flying. The feeling of freedom and getting to have some time outside is heaven for him. Defense Against the Dark Arts is another favorite for the similar reason of being able to get active and challenge himself, even literally facing his fears.

☆ Astronomy is very cool to him, but he finds having to fill in the same charts week after week a bit repetitive and not the best use of his time, frankly.

☆ Gryffindor’s Quidditch captain! He plays Keeper, working with great patience and synergy with the rest of the team to keep the goals clear.

☆ Blessed is the only word Chris can think of when he realizes how many happy memories he can pull from- not everyone can say that. As the word comes to mind, his wand lights up, producing a shining silver wolf standing majestically, protectively, before him.

Lee Know

☆ "You're an interesting one," came the Hat's comment upon touching Minho's head, "you've certainly got your priorities...whatever those are. A unique mind for sure. Better be Ravenclaw!" Some of Minho's friends had teased him as a Slytherin, so he was a bit surprised. Not that he would let his house define him entirely.

☆ He hates the reputation and unnecessary pressure that comes with being a Pure-Blood. It’s stupid and not worth debating in Minho’s mind. The only benefit is just the resources and opportunities he might get, and it’s tempting to turn those down on principle. Money and status don’t matter to him at all and there’s a part of him that wants to ‘sully the bloodline’ just for the hell of it! Luckily his parents don’t care either.

☆ Potions whiz. One of the few who actually get it and enjoy the calm, precise art and its beautiful results and wants to go N.E.W.T. with it. He’s also great at Care of Magical Creatures, naturally focused on the well-being of animals and other living things over his own excitement or whims.

☆ Having a fear of heights, Flying is not it for him. No thanks. He passes, but barely, and in his mind it’s not a skill he plans to use.

☆ Naturally, Minho opts out of Quidditch signups, but instead joins the Gobstones club because he thinks spraying the losers with stone juice is funny. Also gets invited to the Slug Club for his Potions skills and influence.

☆ No one is surprised when Minho closes his eyes, focuses, and boom! Produces a little glowing cat bursting from his wand with a few swipes of its paw to groom its nonexistent striped fur.

Changbin

☆ "Quite a softie underneath it all, eh?" Beneath the weight of the tattered Hat, Changbin strikes a bit of a pose. "Got a lot of ambition, but you've also got a lot of...that. Hmmm..." The Hat muses for a few more moments. "At the end of the day, this one’s a Slytherin!” Pride flows through Changbin’s veins- he doesn’t care for the reputation of producing dark wizards, the potential snobbery. All he cares about is showing his ambition to be the best if he puts his mind to it.

☆ He’s a Half-Blood, but both of his parents are wizards so his familiarity is much more with the Wizarding World. He wants to understand Muggles better to connect with them, too, as well as Muggleborns.

☆ Taking Muggle Studies helps with this and learning about another culture is quite fascinating to him- technology especially is amazing, like that’s what people do instead of magic? Wires of captured lightning? Sounds pretty magical to Changbin. He gets into tinkering with technology because of this. Another class he enjoys is Defense Against the Dark Arts. Changbin loves feeling ready to protect himself and others, so that’s the class he spends the most time practicing and taking notes in. He always thinks of his friends and his sister as he does so.

☆ History of Magic is boring, though, Changbin wants to cast some spells! At the end of the day, where certain spells come from don’t matter to him as long as he can use them. However, the idea of showing up in a ‘great wizards’ history highlight one day is appealing to him…

☆ His strength comes in handy serving as one of Slytherin’s two Beaters. The other teams are lowkey afraid of the Bludgers Changbin sends their way because they know how hard he hits!

☆ Bets are flying on what his Patronus animal would be, a pig or a rabbit. Pig is the most popular choice, mostly in jest, but shushing them all Changbin focuses all the great joy he’s expressing…and out leaps a rabbit! Not just any rabbit, though, but the massive, fluffy form of a Flemish giant rabbit that has everyone laughing and Changbin grinning, reaching out to it.

Hyunjin

☆ Nearly the second the Sorting Hat rests atop his head, it's shouting 'Ravenclaw!' Hyunjin himself can't be surprised, really, not when he's heard talk of the great artists in that house. In fact, pride glows in his chest as he joins his table that the Hat could see that in him.

☆ The Hwangs are an old wizarding family. Hyunjin has a lot of opportunities because of this, but fights against the idea that he could be any better than anyone else because of a name. Rather, he is often seen lifting up Muggleborn classmates and highlighting struggled of other magical people.

☆ Ancient Runes comes naturally to Hyunjin, something about his eye for detail, symbols, and decoding. Language is an area of interest for him so that class is like a beautiful puzzle. Astronomy grants Hyunjin so much art inspiration as well as time to relax and appreciate the gifts of nature and their inherent magic.

☆ There's no one class he hates, but like a lot of students Hyunjin has a harder time focusing on all the information getting dumped on him in History of Magic.

☆ Hyunjin’s extracurriculars include the Muggle Art club where he hones his painting skills and the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, where he plays as the team’s Seeker.

☆ Expectations fly as everyone wonders what the next Hwang’s Patronus will be. Will he get a stag, the majestic animal associated with famous wizards? An eagle, symbolizing his house? Not at all, in fact what Hyunjin summons is a beautiful, delicate silver dove that lights upon his shoulder.

Han

☆ “Don’t be so shy, kid, you’ve got heart.” “Really? Thanks bro.” “Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,” the Hat chuckles, “this one’s a Hufflepuff!” Jisung’s eyes go wide. He wasn’t expecting to get Hufflepuff, but if the hat says so, well, who is he to fight it? It’s nice getting the kindest house, too- maybe he’ll make a lot of friends.

☆ As a Half-Blood, the heavy weight of prejudice never really fell on Jisung. Half-Bloods tended to fall between the cracks as having already been sullied, just middle ground. As he witnesses bullying more and more, though, his passion grows to somehow help others and remind people that nobody can help who their ancestors married.

☆ Charms are quick, snappy, spur-of-the-moment but effective in a pinch, and Jisung likes that. It's fun and he can cast charms as quickly as he cracks a joke or comeback! Ancient Runes brings him a lot of inspiration from history and other languages that he loves to bring to his songwriting.

☆ Flying, thank goodness, isn't enforced every year! It scares him, frankly, and he'd much rather stay on the ground where he belongs.

☆ Because flying isn’t his favorite, no way in hell is he doing it with giant leather and metal things trying to smash him. Nope. However he’ll happily watch and commentate, hence him taking the mic and giving very entertaining descriptions of everything that happens. He’s also in the Frog Choir, always trying to get them to perform one of his compositions.

☆ Jokes around that he’s going to get a massive Patronus animal like a bear or a lion, but once he sees the embodiment of his joy skipping from his wand as a little quokka, he can’t even be embarrassed, just smile!

Felix

☆ "Well, you're just a delight, aren't you?" Felix couldn't tell if the Hat was being sarcastic, but still he chose to respond in kind. "I try!" At that, the Sorting Hat chuckled. "Yes, this one's a Hufflepuff for sure!" His sister had told him as much, but Felix couldn't complain- he liked the idea of being a Hufflepuff!

☆ Felix is a Muggleborn, so he takes in every step of starting school with wonder…though it is a bit overwhelming feeling like everyone’s speaking another language sometimes. But then again, magic candy! Brewing potions!

☆ Absolute wonder at Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology. Felix is so gentle and good with every living thing, they practically request he be the one to handle them and that makes his heart burst with joy and honor! He also loves Potions, thinking the idea is so classic and cool, plus despite what most students say it’s kind of relaxing to him.

☆ Transfiguration dropped lower on his list when they started using living subjects. Sure, the idea that anyone and anything can grow and change and exist in many forms is really inspiring, but those poor mice and birds!

☆ Slug Club inductee part two! Even though he’s a Muggleborn with no direct influence, Felix is such a good student and avid potioneer that he’s a shoo-in. He also plays Quidditch as Hufflepuff’s Seeker.

☆ Felix isn’t sure what animal he’ll get, but he certainly isn’t expecting multiple! The entire class is shocked when a whole brood of chicks tumbles forth from his wand, eliciting shock and charmed coos alike.

Seungmin

☆ "This one's a bit of a surprise now," the Hat commented upon being set atop Seungmin's head. Seungmin couldn't help wondering what that meant and if it was bad, how to prove the Hat wrong. "No, lad, all you just did was prove my point. Looks can be deceiving, after all. Slytherin!" He wasn't sure what he expected, but that might not have been it. Sort of made sense, though- he could have fun with that!

☆ He can’t help wondering if the Hat chose as it did because he’s a Pure-Blood, taking Salazar’s old favors into account. Then again, he did just throw a cheating Gryffindor under the bus in class…

☆ Thinking logically is no trouble for Seungmin, so Arithmancy isn’t a bad choice for him. Connecting relationships between numbers and their power just makes sense to him- eight is his lucky number, after all. He also frequents the Potions dungeon, but that’s mostly just to brew the photo solution that grants his personal art projects motion!

☆ Defense Against the Dark Arts is a fun and active class, but it's boisterous and people take the duels too far sometimes.

☆ Frankly, he didn’t have time to join the Quidditch team due to his other extracurriculars, being an avid Frog Choir singer and the Hogwarts paper’s photographer.

☆ Everyone is sure the student everyone sees as a puppy will get a dog for his Patronus. Imagine their surprise when he casts a tanuki! Cute and cunning, no one can deny it matches him perfectly in the end.

I.N

☆ He forgot the Hat could read his thoughts. “So you want a house where you can show your talents and look out for people, huh?” Flushing, Jeongin just nods with a faint, bashful smile. “Well, better be Gryffindor, then!” He’s surprised, thinking maybe he’d have gotten Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff- he isn’t particularly brave, is he? “Trust me, kid, you’ll find your way,” the Hat promises, and do its eyelike folds wink?

☆ As a Half-Blood, he has knowledge of the Wizarding World, but also life outside of magic. Having one Muggle parent means one person getting yanked into the world of wonder, after all! Jeongin is proud to understand both sides of his world and guide his friends on how Muggles really live.

☆ Details don’t escape Jeongin, so he loves drawing star charts for Astronomy. Transfiguration is another favorite of his for similar reasons: he enjoys the focus, the idea that he can reshape objects into something greater or something new. It feels symbolic, poetic.

☆ Potions stresses him out because it's so easy to burn things or measure wrong; even if little details usually fascinate him, he can be a bit clumsy with the required finesse.

☆ Joins the wizard chess club, art club, and plays Quidditch- what can’t our baby bread do? Jeongin becomes Gryffindor’s Seeker, one especially known for turning the tides of the game for his team completely!

☆ He can barely contain his excitement that day in Defense Against the Dark Arts when it comes time to cast Patronus charms! He wonders if his animal will look like him and he certainly gets his wish when a charming little desert fox pops forth.

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids x reader #stray kids scenarios #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #felix #seungmin #i.n #hogwarts au #stray kids hogwarts au #ask #anon #requested

[winterapocalypse]

Winter Apocalypse chapter 37

The Little Pub

Jon Snow had been walking for what seemed like hours now through the corridors of Winter Hogwarts, the soft orange light of the sunset timidly invading the ancient stone castle. Two or three days had now passed since the incident in Runology, and since the headmistress Cersei Lannister had announced during dinner that Misterio would from that moment study with them in the castle, and Jon had no longer seen him. Sure, they had met in Professor Danzig's Transfiguration class the day before, but when Jon had tried to approach him, Misterio had timidly apologized, saying he was very busy, and had disappeared, galloping out of the room. Jon couldn't understand why Misterio had decided to avoid him, and more importantly he didn't understand how centaurs played Quidditch – it was driving him crazy. So he had gone on his own mission to search for Misterio in the castle, and his mission had failed miserably. Half of the people he asked had sent him to empty or warehouse rooms, others had sent him straight to hang him out as the Night's Watch, others had told him to ask Cris where Eddie was and then to ask Eddie who he he knew everything, but then he knocked on Cris who opened his bedroom door just a few centimeters and told him almost crying that Eddie was probably at the pub with the others, and he was at the pub with the Ravenclaws who had disfigured him the face didn't want to go there. He also had a strange encounter with Professor Triple H (short for Hunter Hearst Helmsley Stark), or his uncle as he was his father Ned's brother, who looked at him in silence with a sad aura of resentment in his eyes and then she had told him that she had never seen any centaurs around the school. But was it possible that finding a damned horseman was so difficult?

He finally sat dejectedly on the stairs in front of the door of the Gryffindor dormitory, exasperated about what to do. He had thought about using the amulet to call him back, but he would have felt guilty making him believe there was an emergency just to ask him about Quidditch. His last hope was to ask the game warden, the infamous Undertaker. Surely he knew something – with all the dark intrigues he was involved in he had to know where he was. But Jon was terrified of that man and his decadent hovel, with all the legends he had heard about it, and also the field of half-buried animal corpses made his blood run cold just thinking about it. "Jon Snow!" a voice said behind him. He turned to see the dorm door open, Gryffindor team captain John Cena leaning against the doorframe, a smile on his face. Jon was heartened to see a friendly face. John Cena was wearing, under his Gryffindor tunic, the t-shirt of the Intercontinental Westerosi Quidditch team, a blue and red peaked cap, a pair of knee-length jeans and a large pair of black sneakers with fluorescent red soles. Around his neck was a thick chain with a padlock attached. It made Jon wonder if he was afraid that someone would take him away.

"Ah…hey, John." he stood up, the large Quidditch player towering over him anyway.

“What are you doing here with that long face, man?” John asked him curiously. "I was looking for the centaur…I've been looking for him all afternoon, actually." Jon snorted. Maybe John Cena could have helped him. “Ah…and you asked Chris to tell you where Eddie was to ask Eddie that he knows everything?” John Cena wisely proposed to him. "Let's forget Eddie, it's better…I thought I'd go and ask the Undertaker." Jon shuddered at the mere mention of it. "But he doesn't feel like going alone. I think I'll give up." "Jon Snow, just ask now!" John Cena with a loud laugh gave him a loud and violent slap on the back which stopped his breathing for a few seconds. Jon coughed, choking on his own saliva. "I was going to get a coffee, let's also ask the bartender Batista, he's a friend of mine. Nice guy, you know? He'll accompany us too, maybe." "B-but no, listen, it's not like I want to bother half a castle for-" "Jon Snow, I told you, don't mess with me. Batista and I are your friends." John Cena looked him straight in the eyes, totally serious. "But I've never even seen Batista!" Jon tried to protest in vain, as John Cena was now dragging him down the stairs towards the cafeteria.

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#winter apocalypse #jon snow #Hunter Hearst Helmsley Stark #john cena

[taintedcigs]

marvel masterlist

¨¨*= smut ☆ =angst  ʚ˚ɞ=fluff

bucky barnes:

series:

a little death masterlist — you loved Steve, and Bucky loved Nat, things were never meant to get this complicated, up until that night when Steve and Nat started dating, and Bucky and you made drunken mistakes.

snakes and lions masterlist — you are the slytherin quidditch team captain, and bucky is the gryffindor team captain, and the two of you hate each other, or do you? basically enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers!!!

oneshot:

pretty girl (fwb!college au) ¨¨* 

something new (stucky x reader) ¨¨*

mission (hurt/comfort & enemies to lovers) ☆ ʚ˚ɞ

competition (kinda smut not rlly, blurb)

spoiled brat (mob!bucky au) ¨¨*

other sebastian stan characters (coming soon)

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steve rogers

oneshot:

possessive (ex dilf!steve x reader) ¨¨*☆ʚ˚ɞ

in love ☆ ʚ˚ɞ

something new (stucky x reader) ¨¨*

toxic relationship w steve ¨¨*

other chris evans characters (coming soon)

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loki laufeyson

oneshot:

toxic relationship w loki ¨¨*

#marvel masterlist #marvel #mcu #bucky barnes #peter parker

[ivyaugustetc]

the dead poets at hogwarts: a headcanon from hell

@aedan-mills @charlie-dalton-simp @pretentious-strikes YOU ENCOURAGED THIS BEHAVIOR SO YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES. also i love you a lot but THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

also @aedan-mills i found out that some of the wand stuff is related to their birthdays and i am much too lazy to look all that up and figure it all out, but anyone else is welcome to lmao. sorry to disappoint but alas it's summer and i don't want to research that much. but other than that, please listen to me flex my extensive knowledge on harry potter :)

neil (half blood): i'm sorry,,,, can you say gryffindor? this boy would get up there and in a second the sorting hat would have him all figured out: big dreams with the will to pursue them, but not ambitious enough to step over others to achieve said dreams? sounds like a gryffindor to me. i just know he'd thrive at hogwarts, probably going on to play quidditch (def a chaser) and would excel in charms class. as far as pets go, i feel like he'd stay simple and classy with a chill barn owl he'd name after a famous broadway actor. he would kind of be a mix of james and remus, in which he's wild and crazy but still manages to get good grades. the teachers love him simply because they don't know much about him outside of class. he would absolutely LOVE going to hogsmeade and going batshit crazy at zonko's and honeydukes. he'd have a whole phase where he gets addicted to licorice wands and everyone else thinks they're disgusting but he simply cannot buy enough of them. he'd play a bunch of zonko tricks on the rest of the poets, saving the most harsh for charlie and the most wholesome for todd <3

todd (muggle born): ugh see i can see him being both a hufflepuff and a ravenclaw, but my heart says hufflepuff so i'm gonna go with that. he would absolutely HATE the sorting ceremony with a burning passion. getting up in front of everybody only to have a hat judge u??? no thanks. HAHAHA CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM ON A BROOM. i can't either because he would simply never get on one, probably referring to them as "flying death traps" more often than not. "hey todd, you think about joining quidditch?" "no thanks, i'd rather keep my limbs intact ;)". but he would love muggle studies a lot, even if the teacher was boring as hell. snape would scare the hell out of him for sure, resulting in his lowest class being potions. he would excel in classes that are more learning out of the book rather than in practice. for a pet, he'd want something that could not possibly turn on him and would just be sweet and loving, so ima give him a toad :) he'd name it something fancy and british, like nigel or sumn. and because of nigel, he'd love chocolate frogs because hey they're twins!!

fanon knox (pure blood): hogwarts fuck boy. okay well maybe not f boy but like...his favorite part is the fact that this is a co-ed school rather than an all-boys school so he can spy on both genders equally yknow. hmm i get hufflepuff vibes from him because he's a big romantic, sucker for cute relationships, etc. he would enjoy whichever class his current crush is in, although I feel like he'd do well with classes that involved spells and wand work mostly lmao. he'd want a really fucking cute pet, so i'd give him a kneazle (it's like a cat but a bit more lion like). he'd give it a strong sounding name, something german idk. but he'd love the shit out of that kneazle, i can tell you that much. i feel like he'd try out for quidditch his first few years, not make it on, and then make it on to the team around fourth year and somehow end up team captain in seventh (and that proves kids, that you too can have a redemption arc in sports). as far as candy goes, ima say he likes the super sour candy like acid pops n shit. like i feel like the others would dare him to each as much sour candy as he can and then he wouldn't be able to taste for a week. but he'd think it was worth it :)

cameron (muggle born): good god this boy just wants to learn. magic just fascinates him, what with growing up in a big muggle family (bestie he is the weasleys if they were all type a). he's a ravenclaw, no questions asked. he would love classes involving preciseness and attention, things like potions and transfiguration. i feel like he'd have a cute, stable relationship along the way ofc because he deserves so much love and happiness and UGH he's a baby. he'd stick with a lil ginger cat, naming it after one of the famous wizards he's read about. he would love spending christmas at the school and going places when the ground are nearly empty, enjoying the scenery. for candy, he'd go plain and simple with chocolate frogs. can't go wrong with those. he'd still have fun with his friends, but he'd skip a lot of parties for some studying (don't judge, i do it too lmao). would not play quidditch but would enjoy it, end of story.

charlie (pure blood): slytherin. don't dispute it. think the weasley twins but even more flirtatious. he would be a regular at every single party that happened, flirting with the guys and gals shamelessly and drinking butterbeer like it was water. look me in the eye and tell me he would not absolutely fucking HATE GILDEROY LOCKHART WITH EVER FIBER OF HIS BEING. he'd do spot-on impersonations of him though. teacher's worst enemy. like when he walks into class on the first day, every teacher collectively mutters "bloody hell not this kid again". asks the most incredibly stupid questions ("okay but is there a spell to turn my eyebrows green? just the eyebrows though, not my hair"). he would be the most aggressive beater on the slytherin team, though he would never deliberately try to hit someone, just distract the shit out of them ("put the fear of god in them and fate will do the rest"). he'd want a loud, aggressive pet but he'd probably end up with a mean cat that hisses at everyone. he'd give it the most adorable name that just. does not fit the personality. something like priscilla. for candy, he'd take his chance with bertie botts' every flavour beans and just roll with the punches. he's chaotic like that.

pitts (half blood): ASTRONOMY IS HIS JAM. he fucking loves that class. he tutors the entire ravenclaw house in that class. he's the guy that little first years who are terrified of the class go to when they're completely lost and don't understand what's going on. besides that, i feel like he'd just be everyone's cool older brother yknow? like he'd be in charge of helping all the first years figure out where stuff is and giving them advice to help them and stuff. he would be a die-hard quidditch fan although he would not play the sport (maybe recreationally on the weekends and holidays and stuff, but the fact that it's so fucking dangerous just does not appeal to him). he'd like the candy that does tricks and stuff, like fizzing whizbees and stuff. he gives me charlie weasley vibes, where he's hardcore in certain areas (in his case, astronomy) and just flipping chill in anything else. cool older brother vibes, man. it fits.

meeks (half blood): i've said it once and i'll say it again: nonproblematic ginger dumbledore. also a hufflepuff <3 this dude just wants to fucking coast along, getting good grades and not participating in the dumb shit that could probably get him killed (even though he would in a heartbeat if his friends were in danger. duh). he'd be a teacher's favorite, probably having conversations with his favorite teachers during free time. okay ik this isn't technically at school, but i swear to god he would be dumbledore one day. like he would be the chill ass headmaster who gets shit done while also being very la di da life is nice flowers are pretty type of person. that being said, his favorite candy is and has been lemon drops ever since dumbledore got him addicted to them. his favorite classes would be potions (he'd surprisingly get along well with snape) and he'd just be great and mixing shit right and just knowing how much of stuff to add in ("how much powdered root do i add?" "about three and a half shakes." "that's not a measurement, meeks." "*shrug* it works"). he'd stick with his small friend group and love them to death, but he'd be a friend to all really. he'll help anyone that comes to him asking for help with homework (and though he won't admit it, he gets super prideful when it's someone a few years ahead of him).

stick (muggle born): harry potter if harry potter could've been more harry potter. like he would just be a part of everything and end up being part of some prophecy that demands he'd save the world and at first he'd be like HEY i'm just a small boy but then he'd grit his teeth and finesse the shit out of this preventing the end of days stuff. he'd definitely be a gryffindor, and fucking proud of it. he'd be the seeker on the quidditch team because he is so short and small and yeah he'd fucking kill it there. he'd kind of be the shy one no one expected much from, but once he starts absolutely wrecking the shit out of the other houses' quidditch teams, he'd become sorta popular? like people would invite him to parties and stuff and he's too nice to say no, but he'd mostly just hang around the outskirts, saying hi to the other poets if he saw them and mostly talking to chris and ginny (danburry, not weasley). he'd like defense against the dark arts and minerva mcgongiall would become his literal mother i can't explain it. he'd have an owl as a pet and treat it like it was his own child, telling it thank you every time it brought his mail or took his mail. as for candy, he'd like drooble's bubble gum because the bubbles are all magic and shit and i just feel like that would make him so happy <3

chris (pure blood): the older sister lesbian <3 she'd be a sweet hufflepuff who would be friends with everyone while also being the greatest socialite the school has ever seen. you know that party that practically the entire school attended and talked about for months on end? she planned that shit. she'd be like pitts in the respect that she'd help all the first years find their way in the school and in life in general. she's just such a warm and kind person that everyone would love her. she's have a little pink pygmy puff to match ginny's purple one, and she'd give it such a perfect, human name like lila or something. she'd be great at muggle studies and all the teachers would love her. also every one is so invested in her relationship with ginny it's adorable. he favorite candy is acid pops even though they make her eyes water like crazy. she'd make pretty good grades, every once in a while getting one slightly lower than she'd expected, but she always manages to bring them up to her satisfactory level :) she would not play quidditch, but she would go all out to support ginny, even though they're in different houses. that's what i call love, baby.

ginny (half blood): the mom lesbian <3 she's a ravenclaw and also one of the sweetest people in the whole school. while chris helps other with the social aspect, ginny will help anyone in any subject they need help with (she and meeks are a help duo on this). she's quieter and less social than chris, but she's one of the best chasers the ravenclaw quidditch team has ever seen. she'd end up team captain by fifth of sixth year. she'd be like oliver wood in that she is sO invested in the team's success that at sometimes she'll go a bit crazy, but chris is always there to help her put things back into perspective <3. she'd make stellar grades of course, being good friends with all of her teachers. her favorite candy would be the sweetest things like fairy floss. as previously stated, she'd have a purple pygmy puff to match chris's pink one, and she'd also give it an adorable human name like lisa or something. ginny's just sweet to everyone, especially neil and his friends.

I DID IT. IT TOOK FOREVER AND A FEW HAIL MARYS BUT I DID IT. enjoy besties <3 love u all

#dead poets society #dead poets society headcannons #todd anderson #neil perry #gerard pitts #charlie dalton #nuwanda #knox overstreet #steven meeks #stephen meeks #richard cameron #james stuchelli #ginny danburry #chris noel

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13 for Helena! Specifically what she calls her friends and what her friends/family call her!

Thank you for asking, Blake! 💖

13. Nickname headcanon

For most of the family, Helena is “Ellie”.

When her dad used this nickname for the first time shortly after Helena was born, her mum was sceptical, suggesting that perhaps it’s too similar to their last name, and so they could choose another diminutive form. But Chris replied that it’s perfect because “he’s a big Ellis and she’s a little Ellie”. Jacob, who was six at that time, thought it’s hilarious, and even though Alice didn’t love it at first, the nickname stayed with Helena. And soon, nobody even questioned that anymore.

Sometimes, Jacob calls her “Sunshine” in more affectionate moments. Their parents use it occasionally, too, especially Chris. Their grandparents like to call Helena “Princess”.

For most of her friends, Helena is simply “Helen” – even for Rowan. Charlie starts calling her “Nell” during their fifth year, though. Of course, there’s also Jae who calls her “Biscuit”, but he doesn’t do it that often.

As for Helena calling her friends, she actually uses their first names usually, as simple as that. Ben is occasionally “Benny”, Bill is “William” (especially in his seventh year), and Jae is obviously “Muffin”. From time to time, she calls Charlie “Chuck”, but she does it purely to tease him because she knows he doesn’t like it. He prefers being called “Captain” – even if he won’t admit it – which Helena does use sometimes after he becomes the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #hphm mc #jacob's sibling #helena ellis #headcanon #headcanon ask #ask #magicapandora

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Written In The Stars CXXXII (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: Only six chapters to go!! -Danny

Words: 5,233

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Listen to: ‘How To Be Yours’ -by Chris Renzema

Chapter Thirty: O.W.L.'s

It was chaos after Fred and George's departure. 

Mel didn't even have to lift a finger to make sure the school was having a good amount of incidents, everywhere she went something was always happening, people were eager to copy the twins' doings, and the teachers had no intention to stop them.

The Inquisitorial Squad was in hell, which was what Mel had been dreaming for months. Something not so great was Erick as the main target of people that didn't know he was helping. Despite this, the D.A. knew about his friendship with Mel and they were very careful to keep him safe from any major harm. 

"When Mum's next letter finally gets through Umbridge's screening process I'm going to be in deep trouble. I wouldn't be surprised if she's sent a Howler again."

"But —"

"It'll be my fault Fred and George left, you wait," said Ron. "She'll say I should've stopped them leaving, I should've grabbed the ends of their brooms and hung on or something... Yeah, it'll be all my fault..."

"Well, if she does say that it'll be very unfair, you couldn't have done anything! But I'm sure she won't, I mean, if it's really true they've got premises in Diagon Alley now, they must have been planning this for ages..." Hermione said.

"Yeah, but that's another thing, how did they get premises? It's a bit dodgy, isn't it? They'll need loads of Galleons to afford the rent on a place in Diagon Alley, she'll want to know what they've been up to, to get their hands on that sort of gold..."

"Well, yes, that occurred to me too, I've been wondering whether Mundungus has persuaded them to sell stolen goods or something awful..."

"He hasn't," said Harry.

"How do you know?" asked Ron and Hermione.

"Because —" Harry glanced at Mel. "Because they got the gold from me. I gave them my Triwizard winnings last June."

"Oh, Harry, you didn't!" Hermione gasped.

"Yes, I did. And I don't regret it either — I didn't need the gold, and they'll be great at a joke shop..."

"But this is excellent! It's all your fault, Harry — Mum can't blame me at all! Can I tell her?"

"You really are Harry's best friend, aren't you?" Mel snorted.

"Yeah, I suppose you'd better," said Harry. "'Specially if she thinks they're receiving stolen cauldrons or something..."

Once on the school grounds, she heard Harry and Hermione still arguing about it.

"It's no good nagging me, it's done! Fred and George have got the gold — spent a good bit of it too, by the sounds of it — and I can't get it back from them and I don't want to. So save your breath, Hermione."

"I wasn't going to say anything about Fred and George!" 

Ron snorted.

"No, I wasn't!" She insisted. "As a matter of fact, I was going to ask Harry if he's going to go back to Snape and ask for Occlumency lessons again! You can't tell me you've stopped having funny dreams, because Ron told me last night you were muttering in your sleep again."

"You were only muttering a bit," Ron blushed. "Something about 'just a bit farther.' " 

"I dreamed I was watching you lot play Quidditch," Harry lied. "I was trying to get you to stretch out a bit farther to grab the Quaffle." 

"Wow, that was brutal," Mel grimaced. "If I were you, Ron, I'd sneak some farting bubbles in his pumpkin juice..."

Ron's ears turned red from embarrassment and annoyance, Hermione pinched Mel's arm and she complained, but Harry looked very pleased about his own behaviour.

"You are trying to block your mind, aren't you?" Hermione pushed.

"Of course I am," said Harry, his eyes darting away from his friend's face. "Mel's been helping me lots, haven't you, Mel?"

"Sure thing," Mel lied. "He's making progress. Honestly, I think I'm a better teacher than Snape."

Truth be told they hadn't practised at all after Fred and George left school. Mel was busy with her homework and Quidditch practice, and not once Harry had asked her to help him with Occlumency. Probably because he didn't want her to look into some private memories again.

"You know," said Ron, "if Montague doesn't recover before Slytherin play Hufflepuff, we might be in with a chance of winning the Cup."

"Yeah, I s'pose so," said Harry, eager to change the subject.

"I mean, we've won one, lost one — if Slytherin lose to Hufflepuff next Saturday —"

"Yeah, that's right," Harry's eyes followed Cho's figure as she crossed the courtyard without looking at him once. 

"You know," Mel said quietly. "You shouldn't force it... When things are meant to be, they just happen."

The morning of their game against Ravenclaw Mel was a nervous wreck. She was stuffing herself with all the food she could reach.

"You'll throw up if you keep eating like that!" Hermione took the bowl of fruit from her hands.

"I need that!"

"You don't."

"I mean, I can't get any worse, can I?" Ron said anxiously. "Nothing to lose now, is there?"

"If you keep saying that I'll kill you," Mel groaned. "I'm going to pass out, I just know it..."

As she and Ron were leaving the Hall, Harry tried to catch up with them, but Mel was so entranced in her own thoughts that she didn't hear him yell until he tried another name.

"Dumbledore girl!"

Mel turned back, her eyes landed on Harry and her frown vanished.

"Oh," She blinked. "What's up?"

"It's your first game as Seeker," He shook her hand, squeezing a little. "Best of luck... Can I ask you a favour?"

"Okay?"

"Give hell to Cho," He smirked. "Only during the game, though."

She chuckled. 

"I'll do my best, Glasses."

Both of them froze.

"I'm sorry," She stammered. "I wasn't thinking, I—"

"It's okay," Harry replied softly, his eyes shining at the nickname.

A little voice whispered in her ear: 'Not again.' 

"I have to go," She said, turning hot on her heel and leaving a startled Harry behind.

"And here they come! The Weasleys! Johnson! Bell! Spinnet! Sloper! and Dumbledore! This is Mel's first game as a seeker — Cheers, Mel!"

"I'm so full of shit..." Mel whispered tensely.

"And they're off! And Davies takes the Quaffle immediately, Ravenclaw Captain Davies with the Quaffle, he dodges Johnson, he dodges Bell, he dodges Spinnet as well... He's going straight for goal! He's going to shoot — and — and — Shit! And he's scored."

As predicted, the tune of  'Weasley is our king' started around the stands. Mel took a deep breath coming to terms with the fact that this was beyond her control, all she could do now was focus on catching the snitch. As Bradley plummeted towards Ron, the boy threw himself to the right and he... stopped the Quaffle.

A brief moment of stunned silence surrounded them, then, just as quickly, the Gryffindor crowd erupted into cheers. Mel shared a look of genuine shock with Ginny, then she looked back at her friend, who was frozen in disbelief.

"You got this, Ron!" She shouted.

Mel could only describe what happened next as pure magic. Ron stopped every single attempt to score from the Ravenclaws one after the other. He did all this with truly impressive manoeuvres as well. Angelina was beaming with pride, Katie and Alicia were at the top of their game too; even Jack was doing a decent job.

Ginny was having a blast, throwing the bludgers around to the opposite team. Mel and Cho would circle the game above everyone, and with every passing minute Cho started to look more and more anxious. Mel tried to keep a neutral attitude towards her, but apparently, Cho had witnessed the moment when Harry chased after her to wish her good luck personally. It wasn't Mel's fault, his loyalty was towards Gryffindor, not her! 

An hour after it had started what it was by far the best game of the season, Mel caught a glimpse of something golden at the end of Ravenclaw's side of the field. She flew fast towards it, but Cho was right behind her. She took a sharp turn when a chaser flew right in front of her, causing her (and Cho) to lose sight of the snitch.

The girls went back up with grumpy expressions, but then she looked down to see how the game was going and spotted the snitch two feet away from the tail of  Cho's broom. Mel swore loudly and gave another abrupt turn, circling Chang's broom. The tail barely grazed her shoulder as she chased after the tiny thing. Mel stretched out her hand and in one sudden movement, she seized it.

The game was officially over, and Gryffindor had won.

Mel stared down at the object on her palm as she landed, she was tackled into a hug by the whole team, Ron was in the middle of it, being the star of the match. Only then she realized the lyrics of the song had changed. 

Weasley is our King,

Weasley is our King,

He didn't let the Quaffle in,

Weasley is our King...

Weasley can save anything,

He never leaves a single ring

That's why Gryffindors all sing:

Weasley is our King.

Angelina was a crying mess as well as Alicia, this being their last game probably felt like a miracle sent from heaven. Katie and Ginny were euphoric, Jack couldn't believe their luck. Every girl in the team kissed Ron on the cheek and Jack patted his shoulder roughly. Mel got her own round of hugs and kisses, and they were both suddenly lifted in the air, guided to the stands so they could receive the Quidditch cup from none other than Umbridge herself.

Sure, instant gratification was all right, but nothing was quite as pleasant as the absolute outrage in Umbridge's face when the cup reached Mel and Ron's hands, both of them lifting the cup proudly for everyone to see. 

As the crowd guided them back to the castle, Ron shouted.

"HARRY! HERMIONE! WE DID IT! WE WON!" 

She looked to where he was yelling and found their friends beaming at them. Mel's eyes fixed on Harry's expression, he hadn't looked that happy since last June. She was delighted to be part of the reason why he was smiling like that.

"Hagrid's keeping a what in the forest?" 

Hermione hushed her, they were in their room long after the party had ended, the girl had sneaked into her bed to talk about what they'd done during the Quidditch match. Turns out that neither she nor Harry had seen it, Hagrid appeared and asked them to follow him into the forbidden forest. There he introduced them to his half brother, which happened to be:

"A young giant?" Her voice came out muffled since Hermione was covering her mouth. "He spends his afternoons being his brother's punching bag?"

"He reckons he's helping him become... er... civilized," Hermione said. "It's awful, really. Grawp looks like he'd much rather spend his time chasing down centaurs than learning how to spell 'tree'."

"And he made you promise we would look after him? No. Absolutely not."

"We don't have a choice —"

"We don't even know if he'll get fired!"

"Do you really think Umbridge will let him stay? I mean, Harry and I were the ones who promised anyway, so you're not obliged —"

"Don't be silly," Mel rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't leave you alone — And let's be honest, I'm stronger than you when it comes to magical defense, I'm probably the one who's got a bigger chance to control a small giant."

"You're probably right..." Hermione sighed. "I couldn't bring myself to tell Ron — Neither could Harry! We couldn't..."

"I guess we can't do much besides sit and worry, can we?"

"Yeah, reckon so."

"I always said there was no use in sitting and worrying," She pouted. "But usually that's the only thing I'm able to do..."

"Well, I mean, I'd already let in that one of Davies's, so I wasn't feeling that confident, but I dunno, when Bradley came toward me, just out of nowhere, I thought — you can do this!" Ron was describing his first saved for the third time. "And I had about a second to decide which way to fly, you know, because he looked like he was aiming for the right goal hoop — my right, obviously, his left — but I had a funny feeling that he was feinting, and so I took the chance and flew left — his right, I mean — and — well — you saw what happened."

The boy pushed his hair back and made it messier. They were sitting outside, trying to enjoy the fresh air of the afternoon, the sight reminded her of a scene that though she wasn't originally there to witness, now was part of her memories.

"And then, when Chambers came at me about five minutes later — what?" Ron stared at her and Harry. "Why are you two grinning?"

"I'm not," Harry glimpsed at Mel and knew they were thinking about the same thing. "I'm just glad we won, that's all."

"Yeah... we won," Ron agreed wistfully. "Did you see the look on Chang's face when Mel got the Snitch right out from under her nose?"

"I suppose she cried, did she?" 

"Wow, you definitely didn't sound bitter at all," Mel snorted. 

"Well, yeah — more out of temper than anything, though..." Ron was right, but Mel didn't feel particularly proud of this, it wasn't like she wanted Cho to throw a tantrum, she just wanted to win. "But you saw her chuck her broom away when she got back to the ground, didn't you?"

"Er..." 

"Well, actually... no, Ron," Hermione closed her book. "As a matter of fact, the only bit of the match Harry and I saw was Davies's first goal."

"You didn't watch?" Ron visibly deflated. "You didn't see me make any of those saves?" 

"Well — no. But Ron, we didn't want to leave — we had to!"

"Yeah?" The boy started to get annoyed. "How come?"

"It was Hagrid," Harry explained. "He decided to tell us why he's been covered in injuries ever since he got back from the giants. He wanted us to go into the forest with him, we had no choice, you know how he gets... Anyway..."

By the end, Ron had forgotten he was even mad.

"He brought one back and hid it in the forest?" He whispered.

"Yep," said Harry simply.

"No... no, he can't have..."

"Well, he has," Hermione stated. "Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty-foot pine trees, and knows me," the girl snorted, "as Hermy."

Ron laughed nervously, Mel chortled.

"You didn't tell me about your nickname last night!"

"Because I knew you would tease me endlessly," The girl rolled her eyes.

"And Hagrid wants us to..?"

"Teach him English, yeah," Harry replied with a crooked smile.

"He's lost his mind," Ron concluded.

"Yes," Hermione responded. "Yes, I'm starting to think he has. But unfortunately, he made Harry and me promise."

"Well, you're just going to have to break your promise, that's all. I mean, come on... We've got exams and we're about that far," he made a gesture with his fingers, a millimetre of space keeping them from touching, "from being chucked out as it is. And anyway... remember Norbert? Remember Aragog? Have we ever come off better for mixing with any of Hagrid's monster mates?"

"I know, it's just that — we promised..." Hermione pouted. 

"Well... Hagrid hasn't been sacked yet, has he? He's hung on this long, maybe he'll hang on till the end of term and we won't have to go near Grawp at all."

Panic rose over the fifth-years as June welcomed them into the busiest start of summer of their lives. Mel was sick of studying, so she spent her afternoons helping some classmates review their subjects. In exchange, Neville helped her with Herbology, he was a marvellous tutor.

Erick had seen her one time after the Quidditch final, the boy was preoccupied with studying for his own exams. Next year would be Erick's seventh and last, and he was determined to become the Headboy. Mel asked him if it hadn't lost its charm now that Umbridge was headmistress, but Erick merely shrugged and assured her there was no way that woman would be there next year.

"You know what?" Mel yawned. "I wouldn't mind chucking down my throat some doxy droppings to see if they can pull me out of my misery. I hate feeling like I'm not good enough, I don't know how my dad did this for seven years..."

"Cheer up," Ron tried to pat her shoulder, touching the wall instead. "You're only saying that because you have no patience. You're the smartest witch in our year right after 'Mione — You got this. Now shut up and let me worry in peace."

"Remember our vow?" She smirked, nudging his arm. "The one about us being awful together?"

Ron looked at her. "Well, if Miss Popular's done ignoring her old friends, then yeah, I remember."

"I admit I was a bit of a prat this year," Mel made a face. "But I would never change you for a stranger! You're my best friend!"

"You say that all the time," The boy rolled his eyes, but put his arm around her shoulders anyway. "Keep saying it, it's nice to hear." 

Mel snorted, elbowing his side playfully.

She did splendidly on her examination, she was the first out of the four to be called in for her practical exam. Professor Marchbanks was delighted to have her.

"Dumbledore, aren't you?" She asked eagerly. "Yes, yes... Oh well dear, what are you waiting for? Do your best..." 

It was the first time in a while that her routine was exactly like everyone else's. Their classmates were buzzing with anxiety and none of them looked exactly happy, some older students would try to sell them fake brain stimula but Hermione was quick to put an end to it. Mel was strangely thrilled about being part of it all. She was, at last, just another student trying to pass the year.

All in all, even if she was just another student, there was no denying that she had way more advanced knowledge in some areas. Mel outdid her D.A.D.A exam and the only time she hesitated when answering a theoretical test was during Herbology, which if anything, turned out to be humbling. She didn't want to have all her success inflating her head again, she wasn't planning on becoming the next James Potter, no matter how close she'd been to be one that year.

They had a whole weekend ahead before they had to take the rest of their O.W.L.S, Harry, Ron, and Mel sat in the common room and played chess to release some tension. Mel was watching them, but she was too sleepy to pay attention and ended up taking a nap on Ron's shoulder.

Hermione entered the common room in such an agitated way that Mel gave a start, bumping heads with Ron.

"How were the runes?" Ron mumbled as he rubbed the side of his face.

"I mistranslated 'ehwaz'! It means 'partnership,' not 'defense,' I mixed it up with 'eihwaz.'"

"Ah well," The boy yawned, "that's only one mistake, isn't it, you'll still get —"

"Oh shut up. It could be the one mistake that makes the difference between a pass and a fail. And what's more, someone's put another niffler in Umbridge's office, I don't know how they got it through that new door, but I just walked past there and Umbridge is shrieking her head off — by the sound of it, it tried to take a chunk out of her leg —"

"Good," said the three.

"It is not good! She thinks it's Hagrid doing it, remember? And we do not want Hagrid chucked out!"

"He's teaching at the moment, she can't blame him," said Harry, pointing over at the window. 

"Oh, you're so naive sometimes, Harry, you really think Umbridge will wait for proof?" Hermione scoffed, leaving them there to storm off to her room.

"Such a lovely, sweet-tempered girl," Ron murmured.

Since Hermione didn't abandon her constant state of anger and anxiety, Mel's friends designated her as the study guide so she supervised everyone. 

Potions passed rather easily, she was getting quite good at it, though she was far from being the best. Care of Magical Creatures was a different story, she'd always been good with animals. On Wednesday she had her Astronomy O.W.L, and that's when things got ugly, though not in the way she was expecting.

Even if her love for the night sky had been damaged thanks to Divination, she was still fond of the stars, not that they could tell her anything about her current situation, but they were a peaceful and bright constant. It was comforting, even if the world was about to end, little would change outside their planet, and eventually, things would move on.

As she looked down to rearrange her parchment, her eyes landed on several figures moving towards Hagrid's cabin, one of them with a particularly stiff way of walking. Umbridge knocked on the cabin's front door and Hagrid opened it. Hermione was right after all, the woman was ready to chop one more head before the end of the term.

Harry was watching as well. Professor Marchbanks walked behind him and he quickly returned his eyes to the map he was making, Mel stayed still, looking directly to the cabin instead of the sky.

Someone yelled. Several students turned their attention to the school grounds and Professor Tofty cleared his throat.

"Try and concentrate, now, boys and girls — twenty minutes to go." 

Mel looked down and skimmed through her map, she had finished, she only needed to—

BANG!

The girl pushed her telescope aside and walked up to the railing, too worried to care about the points the Professors could take from her.

Hagrid's door had burst open and by the light flooding out of the cabin they saw him quite clearly, a massive figure roaring and brandishing his fists, surrounded by six people, all of whom, judging by the tiny threads of red light they were casting in his direction, seemed to be attempting to Stun him.

"No!"

"My dear!" said Professor Tofty. "This is an examination!"

"They're attacking him!" Mel responded.

"Be reasonable, Hagrid!" 

"Reasonable be damned, yeh won' take me like this, Dawlish!"

Why was an Auror there if Hagrid was only being fired? Why bring law enforcement to something as silly as a sacking?

Mel blessed Hagrid's half-giant origins because they kept him from getting injured, the spells would bounce off of him when thrown in disorder, but the Aurors were trained people, they started to attack him at the same time. Hagrid grabbed one of the men and threw him in the air, leaving him limp on the ground.

"Look!" Parvati gasped.

"Now, really! Only sixteen minutes left, you know!" Professor Tofty insisted.

Mel turned to leave the tower, Ron grabbed a hold of her arm and stopped her.

"He needs help!"

"Look!" Ron pointed out.

"How dare you! How dare you!" 

"It's McGonagall!" Hermione gasped.

"Leave him alone! Alone, I say! On what grounds are you attacking him? He has done nothing, nothing to warrant such —"

The girls around her screamed, McGonagall received a total of four stunning spells that threw her back, she didn't stand up again.

"Galloping gargoyles! Not so much as a warning! Outrageous behaviour!" Professor Tofty exclaimed.

"COWARDS! RUDDY COWARDS! HAVE SOME O' THAT — AN' THAT —" 

"Oh my —" 

Hagrid took two massive swipes at his closest attackers; judging by their immediate collapse, they had been knocked cold. 

Harry saw him double over and thought for a moment that he had finally been overcome by a spell, but on the contrary, next moment Hagrid was standing again with what appeared to be a sack on his back — then Harry realized that Fang's limp body was draped around his shoulders.

"Get him, get him!" 

"Ron, let me go!"

"If you go there you'll get expelled! What can you do against trained Aurors?"

"More than you can imagine!" She growled. "I said, let me go!"

Ron jumped back and held his hand with wide eyes. He had blisters on his palm as if he'd burnt himself on a stove. Mel froze, unable to know how on earth she'd managed to do that.

"He's gone!" Harry said out loud. "Hagrid's leaving!"

"That evil woman!" Hermione exclaimed. "Trying to sneak up on Hagrid in the dead of night!" 

"She clearly wanted to avoid another scene like Trelawney's," Ernie Macmillan responded.

"That cow," Mel was pale from both, fury and shock. Ron was doing his best to stand as far from her as possible. 

"Hagrid did well, didn't he?" He asked, careful to hide his hand from the others. "How come all the spells bounced off him?"

"It'll be his giant blood," Hermione frowned. "It's very hard to Stun a giant, they're like trolls, really tough... But poor Professor McGonagall... Four Stunners straight in the chest, and she's not exactly young, is she?"

"Stop," Mel felt an all too familiar coldness on the tips of her fingers. "She will get better, she's a tough woman..."

"Dreadful, dreadful," said Ernie, reminding her a bit to Lockhart. "Well, I'm off to bed.. 'Night, all."

"At least they didn't get to take Hagrid off to Azkaban," Ron continued. "I 'spect he's gone to join Dumbledore, hasn't he?"

"I suppose so... oh, this is awful, I really thought Dumbledore would be back before long, but now we've lost Hagrid too..."

"I... I have to... bathroom..." Mel looked around desperately, squeezing the fabric of her robes between her hands to dry them. "This is not — sorry —"

She ran, already gawking by the time she managed to open the door to one of the stalls. Everything inside her felt unsteady, she wanted to help Hagrid but she couldn't, and now they didn't have him, nor Dumbledore, and who knew if McGonagall was going to recover... 

She'd hurt Ron without meaning to — just like Ariana Dumbledore, she'd felt a bit of herself slipping away in her frustration and anger, she understood why it had been so easy for that girl to lose control... But she wasn't crazy! This had been an accident, and she was going to fix it... But what if things escalated before she could find a way to stop? 

Someone walked in and followed the noises she was making, she hadn't even tried to close the door to her toilet. Mel closed her eyes tightly, taking a shaky breath.

"I'm okay!" She said, but it was quite obvious in her voice that she was sobbing. "Please go!"

"How many times do I have to tell you —" She jumped at the sound of his exasperated tone, "not to run when you have an attack? It makes it harder to breathe!"

Mel scowled at him without getting up from the floor. It was disgusting, she was unable to calm her breathing, she couldn't reply properly. Harry crouched down next to her and she tensed, but the boy raised both hands to ease her, supporting one on the wall to not lose his balance.

"I won't touch you if you don't want me to," He said, "tell me what you need — Don't ask me to leave you, though — can't be on your own..."

Mel shook her head, swallowing harshly. 

"I can't — I can't breathe —"

"Yeah, well, you ran all the way to the bathrooms," He stated. "But it's okay —"

"I wanted to help... but Ron —" Her voice broke. "I hurt him..."

"He showed me," Harry said, then quickly added. "He's not angry."

"I'm going crazy — I can't control it —"

"You're not crazy," Harry moved slightly so he could face her. "Look at me — Don't think about it, just look at me..."

She didn't want to, didn't want him as the witness of her frailty, but it was the only person around. Mel looked up and focused solely on him.

"You're not crazy," He repeated, his eyes fixed on hers. "Going to the school grounds would've gotten you expelled."

Mel shook her head in a sort of childish manner, her breathing was reaching a reasonable rhythm. She closed her eyes tightly and pressed her lips together to stop crying, but it didn't work.

"What's your cat's name?" He asked in a clear voice.

"What?"

"Your cat," He said. "What's his name?"

"Grey..?" Mel picked up on what he was doing and continued. "One... One, two, three, four letters... G— R— E— Y... and he's black... B— L— A— C— K..."

"That's right," He smiled a little. "Good job..."

The counting and spelling was a game her mother used to distract Mel whenever she was feeling anxious. Harry knew it since they were kids. 

"Did you know..." She said weakly, "you're the only idiot who always sees me cry like this?"

Harry snorted, sitting down with his back against the wall.

"That can't be true."

"It is."

"What about Hermione?"

"No," She pushed herself away from the toilet and sat on the floor fully.

"Fred?" Harry looked at her with scepticism. "Erick?"

 "Maybe teared up a bit, but... I only cry like this when... do you really think I'm not crazy?"

"It's me who everyone's calling mental."

"Yes, but that's a lie."

"Same with you."

"Dumbledore said —"

"Dumbledore can't know it all, can he? Or he would've warned Hagrid about Umbridge before leaving."

"...maybe," She cleaned her face with the back of her sleeve. "I didn't mean to hurt Ron."

"He doesn't blame you," Harry stood up. "He said it was a foolish thing to do... he should've known better than to try and stop you."

"Don't say it like that," Mel frowned. "Like it's not a problem — I shouldn't... I should have better control —"

"You do," He said, helping her to her feet. "But you have to make mistakes sometimes, genius and all."

"I'm not a genius," She scoffed. "I'm a twat."

"Who said you can't be both?" Harry taunted. "This is the boy's bathroom, by the way."

"Oh blimey," said Lee Jordan, covering his mouth. "It's me's been putting the nifflers in her office, Fred and George left me a couple, I've been levitating them in through her window..."

"She'd have sacked him anyway," Dean shook his head. "He was too close to Dumbledore."

"That's true," Harry fell back on his chair tiredly.

"I just hope Professor McGonagall's all right," said Lavender.

"They carried her back up to the castle, we watched through the dormitory window," Colin Creevey informed them. "She didn't look very well..."

"Madam Pomfrey will sort her out," said Alicia. "She's never failed yet." 

"I doubt she would let herself die in such a way," Mel added calmly. "She won't leave this earth without making sure Umbridge gets fired... and neither will I."

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Gryffindor Jisung (Hogwarts!Au)

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Slytherin Bangchan

Pairing: GryffindorJisungxSlytherinReader

-Han Jisung.

-That idiot.

-First time you saw him was in the Quidditch pitch.

-He had just joined Gryffindor's team that year.

-And he was a chaser just like you.

-A good one.

-You were a fifth year then but he was just a third year.

-So you had been playing longer than him and it showed.

-You had no problem with him at first.

-Untill you accidentaly heard him telling his teammates you cheated in the last match.

-You didn't actually say anything back then.

-Cause you enjoy plotting your revenge in silence better.

-Your plan was to mess with him just a little.

-Like enchanting his stuff a couple of times or sneaking some Belch Powder on his food.

-After all what he said was just the usual stuff you'd heard from the enemy team.

-He didn't know it was you messing with him.

-It was fun.

-You were dating Minho back then.

-But you broke up with him after Christmas.

-He didn't like that one bit.

-And guess what he did?

-Yep. He befriended Jisung and told him everything.

-Don't know how he did it tho.

-Jisung likes Slytherins as much as you like Gryffindors.

-Maybe cause Minho is friends with Chris.

-And everybody likes Chris no matter what.

-In any case what started like a series of pranks ended up in a more serious confrontation.

-Probably cause Minho was there to make everything worse than it was.

-Whatever the reason was.

-You started fighting anytime you'd see eachother even harder after the new school year started.

-Sometimes he would say something about your hair or your chaser skills.

-But you call him 'stupid chipmunk', or 'squirrel' or simply just 'rat' so...

-He would make you trip too as you walk.

-But actually you know more charms and spells than he does cause you're older so that doesn't end greatly for him most of the time.

-That won't stop him from trying tho.

-He has Minho teaching him some stuff you learn in sixth years classes.

-Quidditch matches are the worst.

-You would just diss eachother and trash talk a lot.

-Sometimes you just want to grab one beater's bat and hit him.

-You both made your teams lose more than once because of your stupid rivalry.

-And honestly people are kinda tired of you two.

-Not just your team but everyone around you.

-They would just walk away everytime you're close to eachother.

-You're getting tired too.

-Since you're a sixth year now you'd like to focus on other stuff.

-Like your studies.

-If only Minho would stop telling Jisung stupid lies about you.

-Maybe he wouldn't be so mad.

-Maybe you wouldn't be so mad either.

-Cause the reason you are is he won't shut up.

-You can tell someone is keeping that ominous fire inside him lighted up.

-And you're just so exhausted.

-One day as you're just resting at the common room Chris sits by your side.

-'So...' He says. 'Rough start at school this year?'

-'I'm so tired' You say. 'And that guy Jisung is a nightmare'.

-'Ahh yeah... I tried to stop that but you know...'

-'What?'

-'I don't know... Minho and Jisung. They seem to have a weird relationship founded on a deep hate towards you'. He chuckles a little.

-You scoff. 'Well, that's just...Fantastic'.

-'Sometimes I think they're dating'.

-'Yeah? Can't they just do that and leave me alone?'

-He laughs. 'Guess they can't'.

-You see Minho entering the common room right after Chris says that.

-'Hey'. You call him but he ignores you so you walk towards him and try to block his way.

-'What are you doing?' He asks.

-'We have to talk so you're going to listen to me' You drag him outside to Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom and check if there's anyone there before talking to him again. 'I'm tired of this stupid fight'.

-'I don't care'. He says looking at you. 'And Jisung doesn't care either so don't you even bother on talking to him'.

-'What does that even mean? You don't care?'

-'It's fun. This fight. I'm not going to stop'. He says. 'See you'. He leaves the bathroom without letting you say anything back.

-You hate him. You hate him hard.

-You don't even remember why you dated him.

-Next day you're having lunch at the great hall when you hear some kind of dispute nearby.

-Soon there's people forming a circle around some kids and Minho.

-'I know it was you'. One of the kids say. They seem like first years.

-'I don't know what you are talking about'. He says.

-Chris appears then and people calm down a little. 'What's going on?' He asks.

-'He jinxed our brooms earlier while we were at flying lessons and I almost died!' One of the kids says.

-'Seriously? Trying to kill some kids now?' Chris looks at Minho.

-He srughs and smiles. 'I did nothing. He must be just really bad at flying'.

-'No, I'm not! I'm the best in my class!' The kid says.

-Minho laughs again and Chris grabs him by his wrist after sighting. 'Alright let's go. Got a feeling you're gonna spend a long time in detention after this'.

-'What?' You can hear Minho complaining as they go away and you laugh inside.

-That idiot deserves it.

-He's a devil.

-With him at detention these days you'll be able to breathe a little at least.

-You meet Bangchan in the common room again later that day.

-He smiles as he sees you walking towards him. 'Happy?'

-'Why, yes'. You say as you sit besides him. 'How long is he gonna be there?'

-'I don't know... At least a month. He really could have killed those kids'.

-'A month without seeing that idiot out of classes'.

-'Well, there's still Jisung'.

-'Don't ruin this for me'.

-He laughs. 'I'm just saying, Minho is only half of that problem'.

-'I'm gonna go now'. You say as you stand up. 'I've got a game tomorrow'.

-'Don't get mad at me!' He says as you walk away.

-Shit. The game against Gryffindor.

-You totally forgot about it till Chris mentioned the chipmunk.

-Anyway with Minho out of the map next day things go smoothly at first.

-You don't see him anywhere.

-Neither Jisung.

-Then the match starts.

-Jisung grabs the Quaffle first but you chase him and push him hard so he drops it.

-'Oops'. You say as another member of your team takes the ball.

-Jisung grunts at your action but flies away.

-As always the match ends up being a battle between you and Jisung.

-Neither of you have the opportunity to score cause one would just tuckle the other down mercilessly.

-At the end of the match you're both exhausted and bruising all over.

-'Seriously why didn't you make your try-out as a beater if you like to hit stuff that much?' That's your Captain complaining about your attitude. 'You know your goal is to score right? Not fighting that Gryffindor guy. I've told you like a thousand times'.

-'Why are you scolding me? We won!' You say.

-'Not because of you'. He lets out a very frustrated sigh. 'You know... I spoke to Woojin, Gryffindor's Captain'.

-'What? Why?'

-'Are you seriously asking me why?' He sighs again. 'Listen. You're a very good chaser but you lose it when we play against Gryffindor'.

-'That's nonsense'. You scoff.

-'Ok. Come here'. You follow him to a room where Woojin and Jisung are waiting. 'Now before any of you complain about this...'

-'Are you punishing me?' You ask.

-'It's not that. Please just listen'. Woojin says.

-'Yes we are punishing you' Your Captain says and Woojin sighs rolling his eyes.

-Nothing more amusing that seeing a Slytherin and a Gryffindor trying to work together.

-'Ok, but it's not like that exactly' Woojin adds. 'We just want you to spend some time working together so you'd learn to tolerate eachother'.

-'Ok, you can put it like that I guess'. Your Cap says. 'Anyway, you'll be cleaning and polishing both Quidditch teams's equipment TOGETHER for the next two months'.

-'What? I'm on my sixth year I don't have time for that'. You complain.

-'I'm sure you'll find a way to keep up with yout homework'. Your Cap says.

-'We made a decision. We even spoke to our houses's Prefects so...'

-'I'm not spending my free time with the rat?'

-'What did you just called me?' Jisung asks, walking towards you.

-Your Captain stops him and shush you. 'Shut up both of you. I swear if you don't colaborate on this we're kicking you both from the Quidditch team'.

-Woojin handles you both a can of broomstick polish. 'You can start now'.

-The Captains leave and you stand there for a second before storming out.

-Jisung follows you cause he has to.

-Both of you swearing under your breath.

-You get to the place where the rest of the team have left their equipment for you to clean it.

-First week you won't even look at eachother.

-But just him being there makes you so uncomfortable.

-The second week you start feeling less awkward.

-On the third one you find yourself smiling at the fact that he's always humming to a song as he cleans around.

-And then you realize it's been days since the last time you fought in the halls or at lunch.

-You get to the common room that night and just fall over one of the couches.

-'So tired'. You say. Your face against a pillow.

-'I heard your scores are going down lately' Chris's voice comes out of nowhere startling you a little.

-'What the fuck. I didn't see you there'.

-'Disillusionment Charm' He says. 'I've heard Minho is looking for me'.

-'I'm too tired to ask'.

-He chuckles. 'Anyway. Guess you're spending too much time cleaning your team's equipment with Jisung'.

-'Yes. I am. And I'm too tired when we're done to do any homework. I should find myself someone to do it for me. But who am I kiddin? I'm exhausted even for that'.

-He laughs again. 'You should try at least'.

-You sigh. 'Wait a minute'. You say sitting up. 'Our Caps said they asked our Prefects if they were allowed to punish us like that'. You say.

-'Not me! They didn't ask me. I swear.'

-You let out an exhausted sigh. 'Anyway I'm going to bed for a while. Bye'.

-You sleep for an hour or so and then try to do some homework which you fail to do miserably.

-Next day you find out you failed your first test ever.

-So even if you try and keep calm during the day.

-The minute you're alone you start crying.

-It's not like you care that much about your grades.

-You're just so tired.

-And waiting in that place only to start cleaning again the minute Jisung gets there.

-You try to stop crying before he arrives but you just can't.

-So he sees you right away.

-At first he doesn't know what to do.

-But he ends up just grabbing your hand as you cry.

-You let his hand go clearing your throat once you've calmed down a little.

-He gives some steps back and start cleaning but doesn't say anything.

-After an hour or so he speaks up. 'Why don't you leave?'

-'What?'

-'Just go to your room and hide. Whatever I just can't stand being at the same room as you today'.

-That kinda hurts you a little?

-Like you were used to him saying that kind of stuff before but now it feels weird.

-And you're still trying to pull yourself together after crying.

-'I haven't finished cleaning'. You say.

-'I'll do it. Didn't you hear what I said earlier?' He's not even looking at you.

-You leave the place hesitantly.

-Clashing into Chris on your way to the dorms.

-'Is like there's no more people in this school'. You complain.

-'What are you doing here? What about your punishment'.

-'Ah... Jisung saw me crying and then he got weird after a while and told me to leave him alone and go to our dorms'.

-He chuckles. 'I knew he couldn't be that bad'.

-'What are you talking about he just kicked me out cause he can't stand being in the same room as me'.

-'I thought you two weren't fighting that much anymore'.

-'Yeah I thought so too. But he spoke to me like that earlier so?'

-'Hm... That's funny cause I told him and Changbin about you struggling with your study time this morning at breakfast and he seemed reflective about it'.

-You blush.

-'You okay?' Chris asks.

-'Shut up'. You say. Then you walk away.

-Your heart beating faster.

-You spend the rest of the day blushing everytime you'd remember Jisung's existence for some reason.

-The rest of the girls in your dorms all confused as they watch you kick your own bed sheets out of the bed.

-Another week goes by and he uses the same excuse to kick you out early more than once.

-Giving you time to actually finish your homework.

-And you would just go and don't say anything about it.

-You could thank him but then he'd know that you know.

-And that would be awkward.

-It's been a while since the last match against Gryffindor but finally there's one today.

-Your entire team begs you to behave for once.

-But they really don't have to.

-Since all that rage or hate you felt against Jisung before doesn't exists anymore.

-For the first time in two years the match starts and you're not thinking about destroying Jisung.

-He seems pretty much focussed in the match too.

-Then this thing happen.

-Where you two collide.

-And he apologyzes.

-And you do too.

-And Woojin looks at Jisung with an eyebrow up.

-Then Jisung Blushes and flies away from you.

-You shake your head and try to focus again.

-A Bludger flying high speed towards you but your captain knocks it away.

-Redirecting it to the other team.

-Specifically towards Jisung who hasn't even see it.

-'Jisung!!' You shout so he would move but it's too late.

-The Bludger hits him and he falls to the ground.

-You fly towards him practically tripping as you get down of your broom.

-'What are you doing? Your Captain asks. 'Just keep playing'.

-Jisung hisses as he hugs his own ribs.

-'Jisung. Are you okay?'.

-’What are you doing? Get back. They'll kick you out of the team'. He says. Whimpering at the end then passing out.

-But Woojin asks to finish the match and surprisingly your Captain agrees.

-You follow Jisung to the Hospital Wing and stay by his side.

-You can't help but blush as Chris shows up smiling.

-But Minho is coming too. 'What are you doing here?' He asks. 'Pushing you away from Jisung'.

-'Fuck you'. You say.

-He's going to push you again but Chris stops him.

-'What? Don't you tell me this idiot fell for Jisung while I wasn't there'. He asks Chris.

-He srughs. 'I don't know what to tell you'.

-'Omg. Did you??' He's asking you. 'That's pathetic, he literally hates you. Believe me, I know'. He laughs.

-Normally you'd had a great comeback for that asshole but you're too hurt right now.

-You just stand up and leave before the tears in your eyes fall.

-You make it to your dorms but then you break down.

-'I'm so stupid' You say as one of your roommates pat your back.

-'C'mon, you're not'. She says.

-'I am cause he's right. I've fallen for a guy who hates my guts. And I wasn't even aware of it till Minho said it outloud'. You say as you try wipping your tears. But they won't stop coming out.

-'Really?' She asks.

-'What?'

-'You didn't know you liked him?' She chuckles. 'That's kinda cute. Everyone else had noticed'.

-'What?' You blush so hard.

-'You know. Since you'd talk about him so much while you blush all the time'.

-'What? I don't do that?'

-'Really?' She raises her brows and then proceeds to mimic you. 'Have you seen Jisung today a lunch? He looked like a fucking squirrel storing all that food on his cheeks. What an idiot. I bet he thinks he’s cute or something'.

-'Why would people think I like him after I said that????' You ask.

-'Omg. Cause you were blushing and you looked so happy as you thought about it'.

-'Ugh. Whatever'. You say, still blushing. 'Who cares. He hates me so much anyway'.

-'You know, they say we Slytherins have a tendecy towards unrequited love'.

-'That doesn't help at all'.

-She laughs. 'Yeah I don't know what to tell you'. She pats your back one last time before leaving you alone.

-You sigh and try to calm down and sleep.

-Five days later you feel strong enough to leave your dorms.

-'So, I heard they released you from detention'. Chris says.

-'Yeah...'

-'Nice timing huh?'

-'Jisung is injured so it was kinda pointless for me to do it alone'.

-'Nah, he's not anymore'.

-'Oh...'

-'Yeah, is like if he magically healed'.

-You would laugh at Chris's jokes but you're too emotionally drained.

-'He's also not talking to Minho lately'

-'What?'

-'Yeah, apparently he said something Jisung didn't like. But you should ask him yourself'.

-'I'm not talking to Minho?'

-'I just mentally facepalmed myself. You idot, I meant Jisung'.

-You blush. 'No way'.

-'Ok. Whatever'.

-He seems frustrated for some reason so you leave the common room and head to the Great Hall to have breakfast.

-You bump into Jisung on your way there.

-'Hey, where were you hidding?' He asks.

-You stutter a little. 'Ah... My dorms?'

-'Really? I was afraid you'd be killing yourself doing homework'.

-You laugh. 'No way. Uhm... How are you doing by the way?'

-'I'm fine'. He smiles at you and you blush.

-'Ah, great. Well, I better keep going now...' You try to scape but he grabs your robe's sleeve not letting you go.

-'Thank you'. He says.

-'What?'

-'For calling my name that day. And for staying with me at the hospital'.

-Ok, you can't get more red than that.

-'Ah... You knew?'

-'Yeah... I was awake when Minho and the others arrived. So I heard everything'.

-'W-were you??'

-'I'm sorry he said those things to you'.

-'Ah... It's okay...'

-'I don't actually hate you, you know?' He's making sure you're looking at his eyes.

-'You don't?'

-He sighs. 'No I don't. Actually I never did? Truth is... You won't even remember this but, first time I was in a Quidditch match you were so good?  But I couldn't accept you being so much better than me so I said some ugly stuff about you cheating etc...'

-'I do remember that' You chuckle.

-'Yeah well. I'm kinda stupid that way. But I realized I actually was fascinated by you. And I found out you were dating Minho and I was younger than you so you wouldn't even look at me anyway probably’.

-'What are you talking about?' You laugh.

-He blushes. 'Shut up. I'm trying to explain something'. You laugh sweetely again and he keeps explaining. 'You broke up with Minho and I was talking to Seungmin about you cause he's a Slytherin too so I thought he... Anyway! Minho heard us talking and he told me you would never like me cause you were the one pranking me and you hated me and he would insist on that a lot'.

-'What?'

-'He said a lot of stuff and probably they weren't true but by that time I believed everything he said'. He sighs. 'And I'm sorry cause when I heard how easily he lied to you about me I realized everything'.

-'Well, he's a very good liar'. You sigh.

-'Yeah but... While he was away in detention and we were forced to spend time together. I felt so sad cause I would think all the time about the things Minho said about you hating me so much so I would get mad and fight you cause what I really wanted was for you to...Like me... And...' He blushes but he won't stop looking at you.

-'And?'

-'At the end I told Minho the truth like a week before our last match and how I was feeling closer to you after our detention days and that maybe you didn't hate me so much... But he got so mad'.

-'What? That day in the hospital he already knew all this?' He nods. 'Oh wow, he's a really good liar indeed'.

-'Yeah...' He chuckles.

-'You're an idiot tho for letting a Slytherin like Minho get into your head'.

-'Ah... I guess I am'. He says. 'I must be a huge one cause I also let a Slytherin like you into my heart'.

-Smooth.

-You blush and he smiles.

-His hand caressing your face.

-'What are you doing?' You ask.

-'Shut up, I'm gonna kiss you, idiot'.

-'You shut up'.

-He chuckles before your lips finally collide.

-’And you’re the idiot’. You say before kissing him again.

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Stray Kids in Hogwarts

Kim Woojin

House: Hufflepuff

Blood: Muggle Born

Year: Sixth year

Quidditch: Keeper

Extra information:

* Everybody in his family was so surprised

* How‘s it possible that only their youngest child is a wizard?

* But he was still very excited!

* Since he‘s the youngest in his family it confused him even more when he found out that he‘s the oldest one of the first graders—

* The first few years he was enjoying life and doing everything he wanted

* But after the fourth year he was like the mom of the dorm

* ”OMG NO DON‘T GO THERE ARE YOU CRAZY“

* Very wise to the younger ones

* ”Never, I say NEVER piss Snape of. He‘ll remember your face for the next decades and mistreat your children if he needs to I swear“

* Is friends with Chan

Bang Chan

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Seventh year

Quidditch: Team Captain/ Beater

Extra information:

* This boy was very sad :(

* Even though he was surrounded by great wizards and witches he felt so lonely and just not in the right place

* He often asked himself if he‘s on the right path and got lost at some point

* But then Changbin got his letter, in the end even Jisung did

* So little Chris was happy since he finally had some real friends and people to depend on

* In the Quidditch team since day one

* After Jackson, the previous team captain, graduated everybody voted for him to be the next

* I feel like he wouldn‘t be the type of Beater to constantly attack the enemies

* He would be the type to protect his own team mates rather than attacking

* Funfact: The sorting hat originally wanted him to be in Hufflepuff

* I think Chris would enjoy Dark Arts a lot just because it‘s Dark Arts whoooooo

Lee Minho

House: Slytherin

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Fifth year

Quidditch: Chaser

Extra information:

* Minho lives in constant fear as the Chaser tbh

* Would be mean to everybody at first because he felt like he needed to fulfill the stereotype of a Slytherin? After some time he was like well huh that was stupid

* Has a lot of experience because his family always teaches him little spells

* He HATES Defence against the Dark Arts SO MUCH

* ”When I do Dark Arts by myself I don’t need to defend myself cuz my spells are so lit?“

* Goofs around and pretends to be bad sometimes but he‘s actually one of the best wizards in Slytherin

* He is whipped for your cat, so if you‘re a Slytherin and own a cat expect finding this boy in the middle of the night with every single cat doing some kind of ritual—

Seo Changbin

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Fourth year

Quidditch: Chaser

Extra information:

* So Changbin was always interested in the Muggle‘s lifes

* He would go up to Woojin or somebody with at least a little bit of knowledge and ask them a million questions

* ”Why do you guys need electricity? Couldn‘t you just use—“

* ”NO THEY CAN‘T CHANGBIN, THEY DON‘T HAVE WANDS TO HEAT THEIR FOOD“

* ”And cars?? I swear that‘s the most useless thing when they would just use teleportation methods like—“

* ”SEO CHANGBIN“

* He looks intimidating but he‘s a soft boi and would like to be friends with you uwu

* Changbin being a chaser would Seungmin drive crazy I swear

* ”Slytherin has the Quaff— Wait no, Gryffindor‘s Chaser Changbin just— Oh wow Slytherin‘s Minho had a great technique to— CHANGBIN HAS THE QUAFFLE AGAIN, JUST FINALLY SCORE THE POINTS JESUS CHRIST“

Hwang Hyunjin

House: Slytherin

Blood: Muggle born

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* So I wanted to make Jinie‘s story a bit more attached to reality

* You may think: A Muggle born in Slytherin? Well that‘s ironic— AND I KNOW JUST PLEASE LISTEN TO ME

* So on the Hogwarts Express he told some people his parents are Muggles and basically what happened was a lot of harassment from just a few people

* Stuff like ”What is he doing here?“ ”Somebody like him won‘t be a great wizard“ or ”I bet he‘s no clue about ANYTHING. How cute to think that he‘ll make it“

* Hyunjin‘s blood was boiling. He wanted to prove them wrong, he wanted to show the best side of him that he could

* So the sorting hat was like ”Slytherin will make you stronger“ and ”You will make them regret everything they said behind your back“

* And Quidditch was the way to go

* So he learned a lot of things from books and eventually made it into the team as the Seeker

* After winning a match he got the ALL THE GIRLS AND BOYS

* Everybody‘s crush

* Hated Jisung at first because he was also a Seeker and Gryffindor won that day

* ”Maybe you should just finally catch the Golden Snitch, maybe you would win then lol“

* ”Well maybe you should study more, maybe you wouldn‘t fail all your exams then“

Han Jisung

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Half Blood (Mother Witch, Father Muggle)

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* Imagine Fred and George Weasley being one person

* That‘s this boy

* Probably owns the map of mischief and he uses it ALL THE TIME

* When he isn‘t Gryffindor‘s fantastic Seeker he comments the Quidditch games

* AND HE IS ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS

* Like;; he would be so biased? And always making jokes, cursing and then censoring himself after Seungmin hits the back of his head—

* This would honestly be a big commercial for Gryffindor

* Because he very proud

* THIS BOY IS AFRAID OF SNAPE AND DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS OMG

* He would rather die than going to this lessons oh boi

* He was already friends with Changbin and Chan when he wasn‘t attending Hogwarts

* When the sorting hat screamed GRYFFINDORRRRR Chan and Changbin were screaming and applauding like crazy

* Since they also play Quidditch and everybody knew this trio they got the name 3RACHA

* Most chaotic Seeker in history I swear

Lee Felix

House: Hufflepuff

Blood: Half Blood (Mother witch, father Muggle)

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* This boy might be the most serious one (as many legends say) BUT he is still in Hufflepuff because my heart tells me yes in tiny font

* With Lee Felix as Hufflepuff‘s Seeker they actually have a chance because this boy‘s GOOD

* Felix also has a big heart for magical creatures

* Everybody wanted to have him in his own house since he helped everyone on the way to Hogwarts with their pets, luggage etc.

* His parents supported him so much and thought of everything while packing and buying his books

* Hates the house‘s stereotypes so much and wants to break them as good as possible

Kim Seungmin

House: Ravenclaw

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Third year

Quidditch: /

Extra information:

* We all knew he was a Ravenclaw the second we saw him, ok!?

* He is already used to the whole magical world from his family

* So he wasn‘t really surprised when the letter from Hogwarts arrived

* Teaches Jeongin a lot of things about magic

* Let‘s be real, guys: HE WOULD THINK THAT MRS. TRELAWNEY‘S LESSONS ARE PURE BULLSHI—

* Like;; he would go to several people (maybe Jisung the most skskskks) and tell them that it‘s the Most useless form of magic

* He doesn‘t play Quidditch

* Cuz this boy‘s smart and doesn‘t let himself beat up

* But he goes to the matches anyways to watch over his friends

* Aka he needs to be there because he comments the gameplay

* (The only one who takes commenting the game serious and doesn‘t get scolded)

* Buys a lot of stuff to prank the guys with in Hogsmeade

Yang Jeongin

House: Ravenclaw

Blood: Half Blood (Mother Muggle, Father Wizard)

Year: First year

Quidditch: Beater

Extra information:

* OK SO LISTEN

* Since he lived in the Muggle World and his father never told him enough about magical stuff he never knew much about being a wizard

* So when he first came to Hogwarts his HE WAS EXCITED

* That‘s why everybody thought he was so CUTE

* Became everybody’s baby in seconds

* This boy is a proud Ravenclaw

* The moment Jeongin was first on a broom every knew: This boy will play Quidditch like a god and laugh every time the Bludgers hit the enemies

* He met Seungmin on the Ravenclaw table after the sorting hat did his job

* He counts the days until he can go to Hogsmeade

* Calls the older students dump when they make mistakes as a joke

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A/N: OMG DID YOU GUYS SEE SEUNGMIN, JEONGIN AND JISUNG IN THEIR HOGWARTS CAPES? I ALWAYS KNEW JISUNG WAS A GRYFFINDOR HAAAAA

Also, English isn‘t my first language. I had to look up a lot of things because I read the books in German. So I‘m really sorry if something isn‘t right? Just tell me skshskwv

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #skz #stray kids imagine #skz imagine #bang chan #changbin #felix #woojin #minho #hyunjin #jisung #seungmin #jeongin #stray kids scenarios #skz scenarios #stray kids drabbles #skz drabbles #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #hogwarts #harry potter #stray kids hogwarts #au

[bundle-bab]

Capulet and Montague

GENRE • fluff uwu ; gryffindor!Chan x slytherin!reader

WORD COUNT • 4,231 or somewhere around there

A/N • I had a ton of fun writing this but the ending is pretty bad bc I've never been good at writing endings,,,, also, a note: my writing has no social or political value and nothing in my texts should be seen as anything more than a light-hearted SKZ fic,,,,enjoy!

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• there's something to be said for the love that comes from being someone's closest friend. It's a love that's often disregarded, thought not to be as strong as love between a couple. 

• you and Chan first met as kids, having gone to the same elementary school.

• you were a muggle-born, but knew that magic existed growing up because of some of the crazy things you saw around Chan and his magical parents.

• Chan told you stories of a school for witches and wizards called Hogwarts, and he taught you about the events of the Battle of Hogwarts and about the legendary Harry Potter.

• it all fascinated you, and you found yourself wishing that you had abilities like Chan was sure to one day.

• not only because having magic would be super amazing, but because you knew that, in just a few months, Chan would be getting a letter telling him that he'd be going off to an amazing magical school and leaving you in your stupid, boring muggle life

• one night you got quite angry about this, and in your annoyance the lightbulb shining in your room burst into a thousand shards.

• your mother, hearing the noise, ran up to your room, took one look at the glass coating your floor, and screamed

• it seemed that she and your dad had a bet on whether or not you were a witch, and your mom just lost

• (that and she was freaked out about the fact that there was glass all over the floor and you were in the middle of it)

• the next day, you told Chan excitedly, and he took the news even better than you had expected 

• while he was excited to go to Hogwarts, he dreaded leaving you — so now that he didn't have to, he couldn't wait for you both to get to school

• within a few months, you both had been whisked away from the homes you were so familiar with to a new setting, that magical castle, and had been sorted into different houses.

• while Chan was disappointed that he wasn't in the same house as you, that didn't stop him from sitting at the Slytherin table during every meal so he could see you (despite some glares he received from some competitive Slytherins)

• despite everything that had happened at Hogwarts in the past few decades, the rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor still existed strongly in some students' hearts

• most people saw you and Chan as the bridge between the divide, since everyone knew you were insanely close and always had been — almost like some Romeo and Juliet type stuff.

• it was in your second year that Chan became Gryffindor's newest Keeper

• you thought it made sense that he became a keeper, since he was such a protective person by nature.

• however, not everyone in your house was so thrilled about you being besties with someone on an opposing team.

• thankfully, that was when your Slytherin side kicked in, and when the threats spilled out of your mouth.

• Chan would often apologise for your aggression, and that's when you tended to question his house placement.

• "I don't understand why you're not a Hufflepuff," you would tell him. "Sure, you're brave I guess — but you're also a huge softie who loves everyone???? You are the embodiment of uwu."

• over the years you and Chan stayed close, and it was custom for you to sit at each other's table, switching between Slytherin and Gryffindor each day.

• you did have friends other than Chan, of course. Not many, since your easily-angered nature tended to scare people away.

• there was this Slytherin named Minho who, contrastingly, was very level-headed. His Slytherin traits came in the form of his pettiness and lack of care towards existing, you had learned.

• Minho was well-liked in the school for his Quidditch skills, being one of the best Seekers Hogwarts had ever seen

• games usually ended within minutes if Minho was playing, so Chan had grown to dread Slytherin vs Gryffindor games.

• One day, in your fifth year, Chan found you in the library and crashed into a chair with his head in his arms.

• "We're going against Slytherin for our very first game," he said, a groan escaping him at a volume that earned him a stern glare from the librarian.

• "Who's the new Gryffindor seeker?" you asked with little sign of interest as you flipped the page of your magazine (yeah no you didn't go to the library to study)

• "This guy named Jeno," Chan said. "He's pretty good, but Minho's still gonna wipe the floor with us."

• You offered him a slight smile. "I mean, Slytherin has always been the best house anyway—"

• You elbowed him. "Don't worry about it. You'll do great. You always do."

• Chan seemed to light up upon hearing your encouragement, smiling at you.

• gosh, that pretty smile of his hadn't changed in all the years you knew him

• ahem

• what was that brain???????pretty smile???????

• like ofc it was pretty but why were you thinking that

• "Hey, so I've got practice now," Chan told you, "can you come with me? It'd be fun, I promise."

• you doubted that it would be as great as he made it out to be, but bc you were soft for your bestie you went with him.

• Gryffindor's captain, a tall boy you knew as Sungjin, looked between you and Chan as you approached the team.

• "A Slytherin?" he questioned, looking at Chan. "I know you two are close, but we're about to go against her house, Chris."

• "She literally couldn't care less," Chan said, and you shrugged in agreement. "Besides, nothing she could tell Minho could make him better than he already is."

• Sungjin, shrugging, agreed to let you stay.

• Chan waved to you happily as you climbed the stairs to the stands, where a boy in yellow-accented robes already sat.

• he was one of Chan's friends, a Hufflepuff named Jisung. You'd seen him playing as a Chaser, going up against Chan pretty often during games.

• he smiled at you as you sat down. "You've never come here before."

• "How would you know?" you asked. Jisung laughed.

• "Don't get defensive," he said. "I come to almost every practice. Annoys the heck out of the other teams, but there's no rule against watching another house's Quidditch practice." He smiled again, eyes moving back to the stretching Gryffindor players. "Not like I'm here to steal tactics. I just like Quidditch."

• "I had noticed," you said, sitting a couple of seats away from him. 

• "So did Chan drag you here or did you offer to come?"

• It struck you as an unnecessary question, but you answered nonetheless. "He asked if I'd come, and I didn't want to disappoint him."

• Jisung grinned. "He talks about you a lot, y'know."

• "How so?"

• Jisung only raised his eyebrows, smirking at you. You didn't know how to take that — so you shrugged it off, deciding he was only teasing you for some godforsaken reason.

• Watching Chan practice was far more interesting than you had expected. Quidditch had never really been your thing, and you mainly only went to Gryffindor games to support Chan. You even missed most Slytherin games, which led to Minho teasing you about how you were so "in love" with Chan that you didn't bother going to any game he wasn't in.

• as if

• Chan was different when he was on a broom. There was a fierceness in his eyes that you never saw when he was hanging around with you.

• you had noticed years ago that Quidditch brought out Chan's Gryffindor side, and his energy spilled out into his game.

• you watched as he stopped goal after goal, a small grin spreading on your face.

• he really was incredible. His talent probably rivalled that of Minho's, but Chan had never realised that because Minho, as a seeker, was often the cause of the more noticeable game events.

• Chan was humble, you knew, but you would have been okay with him talking about his talents because honestly, he deserved to.

• when practice ended that day, Chan insisted he walk you back to your common room, despite fully knowing that he wouldn't be able to get to Gryffindor before curfew.

• you passed Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs rushing up the stairs to make it to their dorms, but you and Chan walked together slowly, enjoying each other's company. You also passed some Slytherin girls, who watched you with snake eyes (bc they're snakes not bc they're Slytherins)

• Chan stood next to you for a second longer after he said goodbye to you at the painting. He looked like he was considering something — and after a moment, he gave you a quick hug

• you had 0 idea what possessed him to do that, but you weren't complaining in the slightest

• "See you tomorrow, Y/N!" he called before waving and leaving with the brightest (and prettiest) smile you'd ever seen.

• you kept replaying that in your head as you climbed into your common room, from how warm his embrace was to the smile he left imprinted in your mind.

• it wasn't the first time Chan had hugged you, but it felt different this time. You couldn't really explain it.

• your happy moments were cut short when a group of three or so Slytherins climbed in behind you, and you recognised them as the girls you and Chan had passed earlier.

• "You know you're a traitor, right?" said one of them, brushing past you rather aggressively. "Always around with that Gryffindor kid."

• "You seem to think I care," you said. "I can't be friends with a Gryffindor? Kind of stupid logic, really."

• "You care about that Gryffindor more than you do your own house," said another.

• "Obviously," you said nonchalantly.

• the girls said some more things that got on your nerves, along the lines of "Gryffindor and Slytherin have hated each other since the beginning and that's how it'll stay", and if not for the happy-energy hug Chan had given you earlier, you'd have knocked them out about five sentences ago.

• they were about to say something particularly slap-worthy when Minho walked down the stairs into the common room.

• Minho, beloved by all, was quite talented at getting people to shut up without saying anything, and so the girls scrambled up the stairs to their dorm room.

• "Thank you," you said to him, and he shrugged.

• "Get some sleep, okay?" he said. "Don't do anything stupid about those girls."

• "No promises," you replied before wishing him a good night and trudging up the stairs.

• you only dormed with one of those girls, and you knew she'd never try anything with the other students in there with you.

• however, on your bed was a slip of parchment folded up tightly

• unfolded, it read: "Romeo and Juliet died when they tried to create a bridge between Capulet and Montague. We won't kill either of you, rest assured, but we won't hesitate to make life very difficult for you both if you keep this up."

• the girl was staring at you.

• so, not breaking eye contact, you decided to pull out one of Chan's Gryffindor scarves he had given you in fourth year on your birthday, and you slowly wrapped it around your neck and intertwined it with your own Slytherin one.

• gosh you were petty sometimes

• it was fun

• honestly you didn't understand why they cared so much?? It wasn't their business at all.

• while some Slytherins gave you trouble, majority of them didn't care and let you be. Your house really wasn't that bad, the only reason you didn't have more friends was because you were in a constant state of grr

• so why did they bother you?

• it came to you that maybe one of them liked Chan and was jealous of you, but you figured that wasn't the case.

• eventually, you just chalked it up to old values running in the family, or maybe just a competitive spirit between the houses.

• the next morning, a Sunday, a sudden flame of indignity flared up in you, and you headed to the Hufflepuff table first chance you got.

• Jisung did not at all expect to see you, based on how he jumped and dropped bacon from his mouth when you tapped him on the shoulder.

• "What are you doing here?" His mouth turned into a small smirk. "Shouldn't you be off flirting with Channie?"

• "I need you to help me make something before the Slytherin and Gryffindor match," you said. "Can you come to the library after breakfast?"

• Jisung groaned. "It's my day off and you're making me do homework?"

• despite his protest, he agreed to help you out.

• you and Chan would have sat at the Slytherin table that day, but you convinced him to let you sit with Gryffindor instead — not because you were afraid of the girls (bc that would never happen), but because you wanted to avoid Chan finding out that something had happened.

• if Chan found out that people were giving you trouble, he'd worry about it and try to do something about it, and you didn't want to give him something else to stress over.

• Chan had hoped to spend the day with you, so you had to regretfully tell him that you were gonna be busy for a big chunk of the day

• you offered to meet him outside the Gryffindor common room at 4 so you could hang out before dinner, and he seemed happy with that.

• you should have known better than to leave Chan right after those girls threatened you, because when you had finished and said bye to Chan, they came over to your best buddy.

• "Where's Y/N?" they had asked. "I thought you two always spent Sundays together."

• Chan, who knew these girls as sixth years who you had snapped at before but didn't know much more about them, told them you were busy.

• "So... She's too busy to hang out with you, but she's able to spend time with Jisung?" the one who left the note said. Chan cocked his head at that, and she jabbed a finger towards the entrance of the Great Hall, where you and Jisung had met and were leaving together.

• Chan knew better than to get jealous, though he was definitely a little confused.

• so, he decided to ask you about it when you met up later that day.

• "So... are you and Jisung close now, or...?"

• you shrugged. "He's okay, I guess. I wouldn't call us close — honestly, you and Minho are my only friends. He's just one of the few people I haven't annoyed the heck out of yet."

• Chan nodded. "Then were you guys studying today?"

• "I can't tell you," you said, trying to hide your smile. "It's, uh, a surprise."

• Though Chan didn't want to get suspicious, he didn't feel better after that chat.

• and, just like that, those Slytherin girls got into his head like any good Slytherin would.

• Chan noticed every interaction you and Jisung had, which had become more frequent in recent times due to Jisung being your help for this surprise

• the surprise was a huge, 6 foot long banner, emblazoned in colour-changing glitter with the words "Go Chan!", and in small brackets underneath, "and Slytherin".

• you figured that making that banner would not only make Chan happy, but make it clear to the Slytherin girls that your best friend meant so much more to you than Slytherin, and that nothing would come between you.

• little did you know, something already had.

• you and Jisung finished the banner two days before the Gryffindor vs Slytherin game, and after dropping the banner off in your dorm, you came down to the Great Hall where you and Chan would be eating at the Slytherin table.

• you quickly noticed that there was no red and gold amongst the green and silver, and that Chan was sitting over at the Gryffindor table.

• "Hey, why're you here instead of at the Slytherin table?" you asked as you squeezed between Chan and another Gryffindor you knew as Changbin. Chan shuffled uncomfortably.

• "I dunno, why are you always with Jisung instead of me?"

• you faltered, realising that he was upset, and Chan continued.

• "Do you like him or something?"

• "What? Gosh, no," you cried. "I don't like him! I like—"

• You cut yourself short to stop yourself from spilling too much, but your hesitance to tell him only make Chan more upset.

• "Wow, something else you won't tell me," he muttered.

• this really wasn't like him, and you were beyond confused. Chan was one of the few people who you had never gotten mad at, but by the way the conversation was going, you felt that was about to change.

• "Chan, what's gotten into you?" you asked, doing your best to stay level-headed. Chan didn't answer, chewing on his steak angrily and avoiding your eyes. That was when you blew up at him.

• "How am I supposed to help you through whatever's bothering you if you won't give me the time of day?" you yelled, standing up. "All of a sudden you're just brushing me off? I haven't even done anything!"

• Your voice was one that carried, and people had started looking. Chan, red-faced, yelled back, "You're just so in love with Jisung that you throw me aside!"

• If he was anyone else, you would have slapped him — but there was some slim of sensibility still in you that stopped you. "Joke's on you," you replied, "because the only reason I was hanging out with Jisung was for you, because you're the one I'm "just so in love" with."

• and then you stormed out.

• and geez, you really should have known better than to get mad.

• because over at the Slytherin table, three sixth year girls were smiling to themselves.

• you spent the night completely regretting what you had claimed at dinner.

• You had just confessed that you were totally in love with Chan, and it was while you were destroying the friendship you had, all the while screaming in front of the entire school.

• Earlier that day, you had finished your big surprise for the person you cared about most in the world.

• And now, all of a sudden, two days before the long-awaited Gryffindor vs Slytherin game, the closest friends in the entire school were giving each other the cold shoulder.

• This brings your total of friends to two: Minho and Jisung.

• and those friends were seriously worried. Jisung, though he wanted to comfort you, knew that it was probably better that he try to talk to Chan.

• But Chan was avoiding him. He had stopped being mad at him when you said that you liked Chan and not Jisung, but Chan was now too embarrassed and guilty to be around Jisung.

• That left Minho to look after you.

• He would glare at people who whispered when they passed you, and he'd make snarky comments that you normally would have.

• He sat with you in the corner of the common room until everyone else went into their dorms and fell asleep, so you could avoid the hush that came over your dorm when you walked in.

• You felt bad, since you knew that between Quidditch and his own relationship issues, Minho could do without babysitting you — but you were in such a quiet state that you couldn't tell him to rest.

• On the day of the game, Minho came out of his dorm in his Quidditch robes only to see you in the common room, banner-free and in pyjamas, reading a magazine.

• "Y/N," he said in a warning tone, "Y/N, come on."

• "I'm not going," you said. "Not only am I mad as heck at Chan, but half the school will be there, and I can't be bothered dealing with more stares."

• Minho had never thought anything could quench your hot-headed nature — and this did not fly with him.

• The female prefect for Slytherin, a girl named Soyeon, had just come out of her dorm, so Minho asked her to grab the banner out of your room. When she returned, Minho tucked the banner under one arm, grabbed you by the wrist, and marched you out of the Slytherin common room.

• You struggled against his grip, and you nearly slipped out a few times. The only reason Minho was able to hang on was because he had so much experience gripping on to his broom in horrible weather conditions.

• So you, still in your pyjamas, are forced to march up the stands and sit next to Jisung, delivering the banner to him.

• (It crossed your mind that you could make a break for it, but you knew Minho would hop on his broom and nyoom after you in an instant)

• Chan searched the crowd, looking through the green and silver, not expecting to see you but truly hoping he did.

• After a moment of realising that, after what happened, there was no way you'd want to sit with the other Slytherin, he looked to the miscellany of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff who decided to show up — and sure enough, there you were, pyjama-clad and sitting next to Jisung behind the glittering "Go Chan! (+ Slytherin)" banner

• the banner you had made to show the Slytherin girls that they couldn't stop you from being close with Chan, that he meant everything to you

• and as Chan realised that, all the anger he had built up spilled away instantly

• you, however, were still annoyed

• but as you watched Chan play even more desperately than ever, glancing down at you more times than he usually would, you found yourself grabbing onto the edges of the banner, a small smile spreading across your face

• After an extremely close save, a wide smile spread onto Chan's face and you saw him looking down at you.

• For a couple of moments, you shared that smile despite the physical and emotional distance between you.

• the game ended with a very close Slytherin win; Jeno, Gryffindor's newest Seeker, gave Minho more of a run for his money than he'd have liked. Based on the nervously amazed look on Minho's face when he had just barely grasped the Snitch before Jeno, you knew he'd be training even harder in future days.

• You and Jisung rushed onto the pitch, unable to reach Minho through the mob of Slytherin lifting him above their shoulders, but you could and did reach Chan.

• There was a second of hesitance for you both, before Chan swept you into his arms.

• You buried your face into his warm shoulder, tears falling onto his sleeve despite your best efforts.

• When you pulled back, Chan cupped your face and gently wiped at your tears with his thumbs, whispering, "Hey, it's okay, it's okay."

• And then, after a second, Chan gently planted an awkward kiss on your lips. There was a whoop from somewhere behind you (Jisung, you figured).

• It was a kiss that ended quickly, but got his point across.

• "I'm so sorry that I jumped to conclusions," Chan whispered. "I, um, I really liked the banner. You two made it look really nice, I appreciate it."

• "I'm glad," you said. Then you hesitated, and he noticed. He asked what was bothering you, and despite your better judgement, you decided to tell him about the Slytherin girls who were giving you trouble.

• Chan thought on it for a moment, before saying, "They were the ones who pointed out you and Jisung to me."

• That's when it clicked for you. The reason Chan had gotten mad, the sudden split between you that would have never happened on its own.

• And geez, did you have some snakes to slap.

• Chan had begun stressing over you getting bullied, but you told him you were fine. You said that you had thick skin for everyone except him, and that earned you one of Chan’s pretty smiles.

• "Let's not worry about it today, okay?" you said, taking his hand in yours. "We'll deal with it tomorrow. I want to...catch up."

• So you and Chan rejoined Jisung, who Chan fervently apologised to. Then the three of you followed the Minho-carrying mob to the Great Hall, where you ate at the Slytherin table (it was custom, after all).

• In the next few days, you, Chan, Jisung and Minho reported the bullying to Soyeon, who passed the message on to your head of house.

• The bully who you dormed with was moved to a different room, and replaced with a much more pleasant girl who you could even befriend one day, who knows?

• No Slytherin gave you and Chan trouble, and Gryffindors would often whoop and holler when you and Chan held hands at their table.

• As winter came, you and Chan were sitting out in the snow, fingers interlocked as you watched the Slytherin Quidditch team flying around in the distance.

• Chan looked at you, and planted a kiss on your cheek.

• "I love you too," he said rather suddenly. You looked at him, confused, and he smiled.

• "I know I can't exactly compare to announcing it in front of the whole school in a fit of rage, but I wanted you to know."

• and as you squeezed his hand tighter, whispering that you loved him as well, you could tell that the bridge between Capulet and Montague had been completed.

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[ao3feed-holsom]

not ever too late

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by kirani

Adam Birkholtz and Justin Oluransi are best friends, even though they're in different houses - and on different quidditch teams - at Hogwarts. Adam is a chaser on the Hufflepuff team and Justin is keeper and captain of Gryffindor. Their seventh year, the rivalry is real but the friendship is stronger. And if Adam maybe has been in love with Justin since fifth year and if maybe Justin has been in love with Adam since before that? Well, they've kept the secret this long...

Words: 17052, Chapters: 4/4, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Hogwarts, Please!

Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Justin "Ransom" Oluransi, Adam "Holster" Birkholtz, Larissa "Lardo" Duan, Eric "Bitty" Bittle, William "Dex" Poindexter, Derek "Nursey" Nurse, Caitlin Farmer, Chris "Chowder" Chow, Shruti (Check Please!), River "Bully" (Check Please!), Background & Cameo Characters, Original Characters, Connor "Whiskey" Whisk, Dustin "Snowy" Snow, Tony "Tango" Tangredi, Connor "Whiskey" Whisk's Lacrosse Player Make Out Partner

Relationships: Adam "Holster" Birkholtz/Justin "Ransom" Oluransi

Additional Tags: POV Alternating, Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Flashbacks, Crushes, Mutual Pining, Quidditch, Anxiety Attacks, Love Confessions, Mentions of Kesha, Underage Drinking, Asexual Character

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[incorrect-bom]

I've never seen any bom hogwarts headcanons, what the f u c k, this is ungodly.

OKAY I’VE HAD A FEW HOGWARTS ASKS SO JUST KNOW THAT IF YOU HAVE SENT ME ONE IM SMUSHING THEM INTO THIS FUCKING MONSTER OF A ONE: 

THIS WILL CAUSE BATTLES I CAN FEEL IT BUT THIS IS WHAT I THINK OKAY

Kevin: Slytherin

Arnold: Gryffindor

Connor: Hufflepuff

Nabulungi: Ravenclaw

Chris: Hufflepuff

James: Gryffindor

QUICK REASONS BECAUSE I CAN TALK ABOUT THIS ALL DAY

Kevin: His only motivation comes from his own ambition, he’s willing to sacrifice trust from a friend for the sake of their well-being, he’s manipulative and cunning and even though he doesn’t possess the same resourcefulness Slytherins have he’s still very adaptive

Arnold: He’s impulsive and irrational, he values honesty and honour over anything, when he likes something he becomes obsessive, he’s blunt even if the questions are inappropriate, and what he lacks in strategy he makes up in heart

Connor: He’s all for the rules until they don’t work for him anymore, he’s emotional over logical, he has blind loyalty which means he’s taken advantage of, he’s hardworking, patient and dedicated, and often makes himself miserable in sacrifice for the feelings of others

Nabulungi: She’s incredibly creative, stubborn, has an open mind, has a huge imagination and she seeks knowledge and understanding and has big love of learning

Chris: He’s extremely loyal, very friendly and extroverted, has a deep love of food, hard-working to the point of an overachiever (mostly due to his tendency to throw himself into his work as to forget about his sister’s illness), and is very tolerant and welcoming to every type of person.

James: He’s the opposite to the stereotypical loud-mouthed Gryffindor as in he’s introverted and shy and prefers to spend time in library than in the rowdy common room, but his Gryffindor traits kick in a pressuring situation as he has a rigid sense of right and wrong that he will fight to defend to the point of being impulsive enough to throw himself into dangerous situations to protect those weaker than him.

SOME HOGWARTS TOM-FOOLERY HEADCANONS:

They hang out in the Astronomy Tower - that’s like their spot and everyone knows it

First thing in the morning, sunset, twilight, midnight, lunch, break ANYTIME if you need them they’re there

They all eat breakfast together at whoever’s table of who’s the first there

Kevin and Connor start dating at the end of their 5th year and the whole school didn’t think it would last because?? The dancey Hufflepuff who is the unofficial school counsellor and couldn’t finish his potion one lesson because he burst into tears because he had to use flobberworms and couldn’t kill them IS WITH the arrogant Slytherin who chugs two mugs of black coffee every morning and is constantly scowling??????? whaaat??

Arnold and Nabulungi are the Purest™ couple in school. They start dating pretty young, if they weren’t actually dating, like 3rd year they kissed on the Astronomy tower after Nabulungi won her first Quidditch game and Arnold had been the only splodge of red in the sea of blue cheering for her. They’ve been constantly holding hands since but they do turn red if you ever mention how Nabulungi is Arnold’s girlfriend and visa versa 

Chris and James are the couple goals relationship. They FINALLY got together after 3 years of pining and violent nudging from their friends at the beginning of their 7th year. James mom had died during that summer and as soon as they saw each other on the platform they just bolted at each other kissed without saying anything. When they parted Chris was the first to say ‘I love you’ with a massive grin before it been more serious and added ‘and I’m always here for you”. James just hugged him really tight. They’ve been even more inseparable since

Nabulungi DEFINITELY cussed out Snape once when he was being a big dick as per usual. She called him ‘an apathetic dipshit who fucks his cauldron at night because no one wants to touch his slimy hair’ and got detention for 3 months and 200 points taken from Ravenclaw. Connor hugged her for a full 5 minutes after though so it was worth it. Plus Kevin smuggled her some Firewhiskey.

Connor never got permission from his parents to go to Hogsmeade after he came out to them at the end of his second year, which was before he knew Kevin, Arnold and Nabulungi, and so Chris and James would bring him back a huge bag of sweets while telling him it really wasn’t so fun anyway

When they met Kevin he just gave them such a 'What the fuck??’ look and promptly showed him all the secret passageways he’s known about for years.

(little did they know that 3 years later, that’s where they go to make out ALL the time)

Kevin and Nabulungi are Potions buddies because they find it fascinating and sneak out to go into bathrooms at 3am because Nabulungi was wondering what would happen if you mixed lace fly wings with unicorn horn and aconite and theY NEEDED TO KNOW

James and Arnold are History or Magic friends and honestly, it seems they are the only people in the school who enjoy it but they don’t understand because???? GOBLIN WARS??? GIANT BEHEADINGS?? WHY DO YOU PEOPLE FIND THIS BORING???

Connor prefers Charms because it’s sooooooo satisfying to just flick your wand and instantly fold your clothes or perfectly make your bed

Chris LOVES DADA because all the different defensive spells are so cool and make him feel safe in an otherwise dangerous world 

Since they’re such a mix of houses sleepovers are very common 

They mostly stay in the Hufflepuff common room though since a) It’s the warmest one b) It’s right next to the food c) It gives Kevin and James chance to ‘accidently’ wake up cuddling their crushes ;) 

(It’s consensual btw nothing creepy going on Connor and Chris are massive cuddlers and their crushes are requited) 

They all knew the Slytherin and Gryffindor passwords as soon as they change which is a bit suspicious when a First Year is stuck outside the Gryffindor Common Room because they forgot the password and then tall dark and scary Slytherin Head boy strides up to say it and then stroll through casually leaving the First Year a bit confused because? Weren’t Gryffindors and Slytherins supposed to hate each other??

But then Kevin plops down into the lap of a chubby Gryffindor and the First Year just shrugs

Oh yeah, Kevin is Head Boy, while Connor and James and Nabulungi are prefects. But that’s okay because Arnold and Chris can still sit together on the train and Kevin usually skips meetings because “Fuck the system!” 

Connor: “NO KEVIN WE NEED THE SYSTEM.” Kevin: “YOU’RE PART OF THE SYSTEM CON!” Connor: “I’M A GAY MUGGLEBORN KEVIN, HOW AM I A PART OF THE SYSTEM?!”

James and Nabulungi are on the Quidditch team for their houses. James is a keeper while Nabulungi is a beater. Her Captain wanted her to be a Seeker but how could she miss the opportunity to have permission to hurt people???

Patronus’?: 

Kevin: Fox

Arnold: Budgie

Nabulungi: Rabbit

Connor: Golden Retriever 

James: Lion

Chris: Octopus 

Blood Status’?: 

Kevin: Pureblood

Arnold: Half-blood

Nabulungi: Muggleborn

Connor: Muggleborn

James: Pureblood

Chris: Half-blood

#I kinda wanna add more but ehh #tell me specifics if you want more for this AU!!! #here u go the thing i've been working on for ages #elder price #elder mckinley #elder cunningham #elder poptarts #elder church #nabulungi #Anonymous

[mrs-iruka]

Oh Happy Day

Happy Hogwarts Day to all you witches and wizards in the Phandom! This is a gift to mark the occasion. Today is the day the epilogue in Deathly Hallows takes place, today, Sept 1, 2017 is the day Albus Severus, and Scorpius Malfoy go to Hogwarts for the first time. This was supposed to be one massive oneshot, but I've run out of time, so I'm going to break this down into chapters - hopefully there'll be 3-5 chapters. I hope everyone enjoys this. 

It's finally September 1 and Dan and Phil are returning to Hogwarts for their last year. A new boy threatens their relationship, or does he?.... 

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 Phil’s first thought upon waking is ‘today is the day.’ Today, he was returning to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You see, Phil wasn’t just an ordinary boy. No, Phil was a wizard, who upon returning to Hogwarts, would be entering his last year at the wizarding school. He was also returning as Head Boy too.

 Phil wasn’t just excited to return to the castle that he called home, he was excited because he’d finally be seeing his boyfriend again. Phil had been ‘dating’ Dan Howell for about a year now. Dan was a Gryffindor, and the Keeper for their Quidditch team, whilst Phil was a Hufflepuff and couldn’t fly to save his life! During first year when they’d had their flying lessons, Phil had ended up in the hospital wing with a broken arm and leg, and a fractured clavicle. Needless to say, that was the last time Madam Hooch had allowed Phil near a broomstick. That now seemed like a lifetime ago.

 During the morning whilst Phil was finishing up his packing, a noise coming from the proximity of the window made Phil give a startled squawk of surprise. He hadn’t been expecting to see Dan’s owl, Archimedes, sat on his windowsill with a letter hanging out of his mouth.

 “Archimedes? What are you doing here?” muttered Phil in concern.

 He quickly hauled himself off of the floor in front of his trunk, and legged it across his stupidly large bedroom to the window and opened it. Archimedes hopped inside and ruffled his feathers importantly. Phil rolled his eyes at the bird’s behaviour,  quickly snatched the letter away, and tore it open.

     Hey Phil,  

     Are you awake? Are you ready to go back to school?    he read.

 Phil grinned. Boy wasn’t he ready! He was so ready to get back to Hogwarts, he’d missed being able to use his wand again this summer, as well as he was missing his Dan too.

     Phil, I didn’t want to do this by letter, but I can’t do this face to face…  

 Phil felt his heart drop into his gut, this was it. It was over between them. Phil felt his knees give out and he collapsed in a heap on the floor. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, and he felt sick, but Phil took a deep breath and continued reading.

 ...so here goes… I LOVE YOU… There I said it!

 Phil let out a great shuddering breath he didn’t realise he was holding, and tears slipped down his cheeks. Phil read and reread those three words over and over until he felt lightheaded and giddy. He couldn’t believe that Dan had actually said it first, Phil always thought he’d be the one to say those three magical little words first.

     See you on platform nine-and-three-quarters, sweetheart.  

     Love, Dan xxx  

 Phil collapsed backwards, letter clasped to his chest, and tried to regain some composure. Now he truly couldn’t wait to see his Dan.

 *

 Finally it was time for Phil to leave to go and catch the train from Kings Cross station. His mother was taking him on side-long Apparition. Phil hated the sensation of Apparating, but he knew he would have to get used to it as there wasn’t a cat-in-hell’s chance of him ever flying on a broom. Just before leaving, Phil’s mum hadn’t failed to notice the huge smile that was plastered all over her son’s face.

 “What’s that huge grin for?” asked Phil’s mum Kath jovially.

 “Just happy to be going back to school, is all,” replied Phil.

 “Anyone would think you didn’t like being at home,” teased Kath.

 “Nah, I don’t, I can’t use magic,” Phil sassed back.

 “Ouch, my heart,” cried Kath dramatically before bursting into laughter.

 “Mum!” laughed Phil before giving her a light shove.

 “Only teasing love. Now come along, take my arm and we’ll get going,” said Kath, looking at her watch.

 Phil took his mother’s arm and he closed his eyes. Upon arriving at the safe point in an abandoned warehouse behind the station, Phil landed clumsily, and nearly fell backwards over his trunk which his mother had sent on ahead. Phil heard someone laughing richly behind him. A smile returned to Phil’s face, and his eyes went warm. He knew that laugh just about anywhere. He whipped round and found his Dan stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. Phil painted a mock glare onto his facial features as he stared at his boyfriend.

 “Nice to see you too!” said Phil, mock crossly.

 They just stared at each other, drinking in the sight of each other since last they saw each other. That had only been a month ago when they’d met up in Diagon Alley to get their new school supplies. But a month was a long time when you were in love. They’d corresponded, of course they had, but actually seeing that one person in the flesh... well that was just the best.

 Kath hadn’t missed the way her son’s entire face had lit up when he saw Dan. He may not have said anything, but she knew, and over the years she’d come to see just how much they complemented each other, and how good they were for each other too. Plus, she loved Dan like one of her own. She couldn’t wait to be able to freely say how happy she was that they were together, so for now she made do with her usual motherly greetings.

 “Hello, Dan, how are you, my boy?” asked Kath with a grin.

 “I’m very well, thank you Mrs Lester,” smiled Dan.

 “Good. Looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts?” asked Kath of Dan.

 “Yeah, I’ve really missed my four poster in my dorm,” replied Dan with a wink.

 Kath grinned hugely. She knew that was code for, ‘I’ve missed your son.’    But it had been a very busy summer for the Howell’s. They’d spent a good portion of the summer in Egypt, as Mr Howell worked as a Cursebreaker for Gringotts and he’d decided to take his entire family with him. Kath, meanwhile, had packed the family off to the dragon sanctuary in Romania to go and visit Phil’s older brother Martyn for three weeks. The Lester’s had then returned to go to the Quidditch World Cup - so all in all, it had been rather an action packed summer. Kath grinned to herself, and felt it was time to let them greet each other in the way they would like.

 “I’ll just wait outside for you,” grinned Kath and headed for the door.

 It wasn’t until she was out of earshot did either boy speak.

 “Do you ever get the feeling that your mum knows?” asked Dan.

 “You think?” asked Phil, biting his lip.

 “Hey, if she does, she doesn’t seem to mind, does she?” replied Dan as he ran his thumb across Phil’s bottom lip to smooth it out.

 Phil looked up into melting chocolate pools, and he felt his heart turn over in his chest. Merlin, he was so so in love and his chest felt like it would burst because of it. Dan closed the gap between them, lips met lips, and they both melted against each other. Arms wrapped around Dan’s waist, whilst hands found purchase on Phil’s face. Finally they pulled away, and Phil placed his forehead against Dan’s.

 “By the way, you spoon, I love you too,” whispered Phil.

 “You got my note then,” smiled Dan.

 “I did. I never thought you’d be the one to say it first though,” admitted Phil.

 “I’ve missed you so much this summer, and I wanted this year to truly mean something, y’know?” asked Dan.

 “I know, I do too,” said Phil softly, before kissing Dan again.

 *

 Finally, they were on the train, finally they were on their way to Hogwarts again. Phil, being Head Boy, had had to go off and have a meeting with the Prefects. Dan found a compartment with their friends PJ Liguori, who was a Ravenclaw, Chris Kendall, who was a Gryffindor, Louise Pentland, who was also a Gryffindor, Along with Eliza Sutton, who was a Hufflepuff. Also the twins, Zoe and Joe Sugg who were also Hufflepuffs and Zoe’s boyfriend Alfie Deyes, who was a Gryffindor. Dan was happy to be catching up with all his and Phil’s friends, but he’d be happier when Phil returned.

 “Holy Circe, he’s got it bad,” Eliza teased Dan. He’d been sat staring at the compartment door for the past two minutes. It took Eliza to actually wave a hand in front of Dan’s face to pull him out of his reviere.

 “Huh?” asked Dan, as he focused on Eliza instead of the door.

 “You, you got it bad for Phil!” laughed Eliza.

 “Have not! I’ll have you know, I was trying to decide when to hold Quidditch tryouts, seeing as I’m Quidditch Captain now,” said Dan forcefully.

 “Yeah, right,” smirked Eliza.

 “Eliza, leave him alone, if he wants to pine, let him pine,” butted in Louise with a giggle.

 “Urgh, you guys are the worst,” muttered Dan.

 Just then the compartment door slid open and Dan’s head whipped round to see who was stood in the threshold. Unfortunately, it wasn’t who Dan had been hoping for.

 “Yes, Ridgewell? Something we can do for you?” asked Chris, wand drawn.

 Thomas Ridgewell was a seventh year Slytherin who liked to think he was tougher than he actually was.

 “Put that down, Kendall, before you cause an accident!” started Tom. “And fyi, I’m here to let young Daniel know that I am Slytherin’s new Captain.”

 Dan groaned quietly at this piece of news. No good could ever come of Thomas Ridgewell being Captain for the Slytherins.

 “Congratulations, Tom, I look forward to competing against you this year. I would shake your hand, but I might catch something!”

 “Fuck you, Howell,” stormed Tom before slamming the door shut.

 Seconds later the door slid open. Again, Dan’s head whipped round so fast, it surprised everyone he didn’t give himself whiplash. This time it was exactly who Dan wanted to see, his Phil. His smile almost split his face in two. Eliza made pretend vom noises.

 Phil wandered in and plopped down next to Dan. He was exhausted now. As soon as he was sat, Phil’s head found Dan’s shoulder and he closed his eyes.

 “Tough meeting?” whispered Dan.

 “It was the worst!” mumbled Phil.

 “Why?” asked Dan.

 “The new fifth year prefects,” groaned Phil. “Especially the Slytherins.”

 “Who are the new prefects?” asked PJ.

 “For Hufflepuff, Dodie Clark and Oli White. For Gryffindor, Luke Cutforth and Niomi Smart. For Ravenclaw, Jim Chapman and Tanya Burr. For Slytherin, Felix Kjellberg and Marzia Bisognin,” recited Phil.

 “I’m glad Jim and Tanya got the prefects roles for Ravenclaw, they’re good people,” smiled PJ. “Though I am surprised at the other choices, particularly Slytherin!”

 “I’m not surprised at Dodie and Oli,” chipped in Joe. “They’re good kids too, and Dodie is hella talented.”

 “Who’s Head Girl by the way?” asked Louise.

 “Carrie Hope Fletcher of Gryffindor,” replied Phil.

 Louise smiled happily at that.

 Conversation ran on around them. Dan chimed in from time to time, but Phil was just happy to sit with his head resting against Dan’s shoulder for the remainder of the journey.

 *

 At long last, they were pulling into Hogsmeade station. As they disembarked they could hear Hagrid, stood the other end of the platform, herding the first years towards himself to take the across in the boats. Meanwhile, Phil had had to meet up with Carrie again to make sure everyone had left the train, before heading to the carriages themselves and travelling towards the castle. Finally they arrived just as McGonagall had stepped forward to open the doors to the Great Hall. Finally Phil felt like he was home.

 Phil quickly found Dan and linked fingers before heading into the Great Hall. Together they entered and stopped to admire the star and candle strewn ceiling. Dan raised Phil’s fingers to his lips and gave them a quick kiss before going to their respective tables and awaiting the first years to arrive; which Dan hoped wouldn’t be too long as he was starving.

 Finally the Sorting ceremony was over. From a chamber off the Great Hall, a guy with lavender coloured hair appeared.

 “Everyone.” McGonagall started. “This is a new student, Tyler Oakley, and he is joining us this year from Illvermorny. We have done a private Sorting earlier today, and Mr Oakley will be joining Gryffindor house.”

 Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table as McGonagall led Tyler towards the house in question.

 “Mr Howell,” called the Headmistress as she approached the other seventh year Gryffindors. “Would you please look after Mr Oakley for me?”

 “Of course Professor,” smiled Dan.

 Once McGonagall gave a nod of approval and started to move away, Dan introduced himself, and the feast began.

 “Hi, I’m Dan,” said Dan with a grin.

 “Tyler, it’s nice to meet you,” said Tyler as he offered a hand to shake.

 “So how come you transferred?” asked Dan curiously.

 “My ma and pa both work for MACUSA and they had to move to England for their job - I don’t actually know more than that,” shrugged Tyler.

 “Well, we hope you’ll be very happy here,” said Dan.

 Meanwhile, Phil was trying to crane around people’s heads and see what was going on at the Gryffindor table.

 “Phil? Eat something,” said Eliza, tapping his empty plate.

 “I’m not hungry,” said Phil distractedly.

 “Don’t be fucking stupid, Phil, you need to eat dinner,” snapped Eliza.

 “Huh? What?” asked Phil coming back to the conversation.

 “I said, stop being so fucking stupid and eat dinner! Dan isn’t about to have an affair at the Gryffindor table!” said Eliza irritably.

 “Eliza has a point, Phil. You need to eat, honey,” piped in Zoe.

 “Okay, okay, stop badgering me,” said Phil good naturedly. “Besides, I’m not being stupid, I’m just curious is all.”

 “Yeah right,” said Eliza to no one in particular.

 “Why do I put up with guys?” asked Phil as he grabbed a handful of chips.

 “Because you love us, and if you didn’t, you’d be a billy no mates!” winked Joe.

 “Shut up, that was a rhetorical question,” laughed Phil.

 At last the feast was over, and everyone was looking forward to getting into their dorms and crashing out for the night.

 Phil waited in the entrance hall for Dan so he could say goodnight. Except Dan was so deep in conversation with Tyler that he didn’t see Phil. If it hadn’t been for Phil darting after Dan and putting a hand on Dan’s shoulder, he wouldn’t have stopped at all.

 “Phil?” asked Dan looking confused for a moment until he realised what was happening and where he was. “Oh my Merlin, Phil, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” Dan pulled Phil into a huge hug.

 From behind them they heard someone not so subtly clear their throat. Phil pulled away from Dan and looked for the source of the interruption.

 “Oh, Phil, this is Tyler. He’s going to be joining us in Gryffindor tower,” said Dan rather unnecessarily. Phil had been present at the feast.

 “Hi, nice to meet you,” said Phil as politely as he could.

 “Phil is also Head Boy, and my boyfriend,” said Dan with what sounded like a hint of pride in his voice. This caused Phil to grin and stare lovingly at the boy by his side.

 “Oh so this is the gorgeous creature you were telling me all about at dinner,” grinned Tyler.

 Phil felt heat rushing into his cheeks at Tyler’s words.

 “All good I hope,” laughed Phil.

 “Of course, like I’d ever say a bad word about you!” chortled Dan.

 “Anyway, I need to go, being Head Boy means I have to patrol the corridors tonight for stragglers,” said Phil wryly.

 Dan quickly pulled Phil into his arms again and hugged him tightly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I love you, Phil.”

 “I love you too, Dan,” whispered Phil from the proximity of the crook of Dan’s neck.

 “No duelling anyone, and take care,” laughed Dan as he pulled away.

 “You know I won’t if I can really help it. Remember, it’s not me that starts it, usually,” laughed Phil.

 “Bye, Phil, It was nice meeting you,” said Tyler as he and Dan moved away up the grand staircase.

 “See you tomorrow,” said Dan, his voice a loving caress.

 *

 The next day Phil left the Hufflepuff common room a bit earlier to meet Dan, who would be coming down from Gryffindor tower. Phil sat in an alcove and waited for Dan to appear, whilst reading his new textbook of Astronomy.  

 “Morning, love,” said Dan spritely when he appeared.

 “Morning,” said Phil shyly, and he promptly tucked his book away in his backpack before rising to his feet.

 Dan pulled Phil into a hug and gave him a sweet peck on the lips.  

 “How was patrolling last night?” asked Dan as he linked fingers with Phil and started leading him to the Great Hall for breakfast.

 “Quiet, thankfully,” replied Phil.

 “Good, I hate when you have patrol, I always worry about you,” stated Dan in concern.

 “I think I like you worrying about me,” said Phil as he watched a first year go tearing by. “Excuse me a mo.”

 Phil unlinked their fingers and strode fast after the lad that had just gone cannonballing past him.

 “Excuse me, young man. Stop please, this is your Head Boy,” called Phil loudly.

 The boy stopped dead in his tracks and turned with frightened eyes towards the tall figure that was Phil Lester.

 “Okay, so first off, what’s your name?” asked Phil.

 “Troye Sivan,” stuttered the boy.

 “Hi, Troye, I’m Phil. Can you tell me why you were running in the corridors?” asked Phil kindly, the boy looked frightened enough, without spooking him more.

 “I was trying to get away from… from… him!” said Troye pointing into the middle distance behind Phil.

 Both Dan and Phil whipped around to find Peeves the poltergeist, floating along chucking pieces of chalk. Phil sighed, and straightened up.

 “PEEVES IT’S ONLY THE FIRST MORNING AND ALREADY YOU’RE INTIMIDATING THE FIRST YEARS. KNOCK IT OFF BEFORE I FIND FILTCH OR MCGONAGALL!” shouted Phil loudly.

 Peeves being Peeves, he blew a loud, wet, raspberry at Phil before flipping Phil the bird and  zooming away.

 “That poltergeist is a bloody menace, I swear,” said Dan shaking his head. “Merlin knows why they allow him room in this castle sometimes.”

 “Okay, Troye, he won’t bother you again. Now let’s see... you’re a Ravenclaw. Hmm, in future though, please don’t run. I know he’s a menace, but we don’t want any accidents, okay? Nor do I want to have to put you in detention if I can help it. Off you go!” said Phil, and watched as the first year made a now sedate walk down the corridor. Phil linked fingers with Dan and carried on down to breakfast.

 “How was Tyler’s first night?” asked Phil out of the blue.

 “Fine as far as I’m aware. He was still asleep when I left though, so I’ll have to ask him later. Why?” replied Dan as he swung their joined hands between them.

 “Just curious,” shrugged Phil.

 “Oh, okay, you were curious?!” smirked Dan. Dan knew full well what the questions were all about.

 “I was trying to be nice,” said Phil putting his nose in the air.

 “Come here,” said Dan suddenly pulling Phil into an a passage behind a tapestry. “Phil, you don’t need to worry, okay? I only have eyes for you.” Dan then pulled Phil in for a passionate kiss. “I’ve been dying to do that all morning.”

 Phil pulled away after the kiss broke and smiled hugely at Dan. “How about we miss breakfast altogether?” whispered Phil seductively. The sensation flew right to Dan’s groin, causing him to groan.

 “Don’t fucking tempt me, you tease,” groaned Dan again.

 “Come on then,” said Phil, after checking the coast was clear to emerge from behind the tapestry.

 With hands linked, they made the rest of the journey down to the Great Hall unhindered.

 *

 The next few days seemed to fly by in a blur. One minute it was lunch, the next it was Wednesday night and Phil was atop of the Astronomy tower. The next it was Thursday, and Phil was in a meeting with the Head Girl and the house prefects. By the time Phil woke up Friday, he was glad it was almost the weekend, it was just a shame about the mountain of homework he’d accumulated already. He’d not seen much of Dan all week except at meal times and Potions the day before. Phil groaned and pulled the hangings around his bed open, and reached for his wand so he could check his watch. It read six-thirty-five. Groaning again, Phil scrubbed his face with his hands and started his daily morning routine.

 By the time Phil arrived in the Great Hall for breakfast, unprecedented Dan had already beaten his down, and he wasn’t alone this morning. Tyler was sat chatting animatedly to Dan. Dan looked totally engrossed in whatever Tyler was saying too, so Phil decided not to bother them and went and sat immediately at the Hufflepuff table and poured himself a nice hot coffee. Minutes later, Phil was joined by Eliza, Zoe and Joe.

 “Morning, Lester,” yawned Eliza as she made a grab for the coffee.

 “Hey, Sutton,” said Phil tiredly.

 “Morning, Phil,” chimed Zoe and Joe together.

 “I swear to Merlin, it’s so creepy when you two do that,” complained Eliza.

 Both Zoe and Joe grinned identically at Eliza.

 “How come you’re not sitting with Dan this morning?” asked Zoe, changing the subject.

 “He seems rather busy just now,” Phil muttered.

 This caused Zoe’s head to whip round just to see what Phil was on about. Upon clocking Dan she could see he was deeply engrossed in conversation with Tyler about something.

 “Bloody hell, I wonder what they’re so engrossed about,” said Joe with a frown.

 “Bloody Quidditch!” said Louise, who was coming over to join them.

 “Ah!” said Zoe, who turned back to nursing her coffee.

 Phil just sat and watched Dan until Eliza gave him a shove and told him it was time for Charms.  

#phanfiction #Phanfic #fluff and angst #hogwarts!au #phan crossover #Dan and Phil #phan

[thechrispowell-blog]

In case there are Harry Potter fans here who play The Freshman

Which house do you guys think the characters belong in?

The only ones I’m sure about are Chris (Gryffindor and would probably be captain of the quidditch team) and James (Ravenclaw)

#playchoices #the freshman

[dineshgilfoyle]

H7

Ben looked up with surprise when he saw that the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team was standing in front of his table. “Um, am I in your way?”

Chris laughed. “No, I wanted to talk to you,” he said, sitting down across from him. “I’m in danger of not passing potions, which is unacceptable to me. The stress is really killing me.”

Ben furrowed his eyebrows at Chris’ cheery voice and expression. “Okay…”

“I heard you have the top grade in that class. Could you help me?” Chris looked at him eagerly.

Ben grinned nervously, amazed at how handsome Chris actually was. “Yeah. Yeah. I can help you. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.”

#ben x chris #parks and recreation

[halfbloodblake]

blog rates yo

im bored as heck so im gonna do some blog rates and hp profiles

rules

mbf your fave lame babe

reblog this post

send me an ask from this post or this one or just whatever you feel like and whether you want a profile, blog rate, or both

blacklist “asher does things” if you dont want to see these

format is under the cut

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Story

Blood Status: Muggle-Born | Half-Blood | Pure-Blood |

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor | Ravenclaw | Slytherin | Hufflepuff

Era: Founders | Marauders Era | Potter Era | Next Gen

Family: Potter | Granger | Weasley | Malfoy | Lovegood | Longbottom | Black

School Life: Quidditch Team Captain | Quidditch Team Member | Headboy/Headgirl | Prefect | Troublemaker | No titles

Quidditch Position: Chaser | Keeper | Beater | Seeker  | Cheering

Dream Job: Broom Maker | Auror | Professor | Quidditch Player | Wandmaker | Herbologist | Potioneer | Spell Inventor | Healer | Obliviator | Ministry of Magic Employee | Muggle liaisons

Favourite Core Subject: Transfiguration | Charms | Defence Against the Dark Arts | Potions | History of Magic | Astronomy | Herbology

Least Favourite Core Subject: Transfiguration | Charms | Defence Against the Dark Arts | Potions | History of Magic | Astronomy | Herbology

Chosen Elective(s): Alchemy | Apparition | Arithmancy | Care of Magical Creatures | Divination | Muggle Studies | Study of Ancient Runes

Extra-Curricular Subject(s): Ancient Studies | Art | Frog Choir | Ghoul Studies | Magical Theory | Muggle Art | Music | Muggle Music | Orchestra |

Favourite Spell: Expelliarmus | Expecto Patronum | Lumos | Alohomora | Obliviate | Wingardium Leviosa | Accio

Least Favourite Spell: Expelliarmus | Expecto Patronum | Lumos | Alohomora | Obliviate | Wingardium Leviosa | Accio

#blog rates #hp profiles