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as one would expect of a drunk person, her lines are sloppy and her sorry excuse for shading is even worse. though, she’d confidently say that the portrait of jiwoo is far better than any other drunken artist could conjure up. but that might just be the liquid courage talking.

she loudly hushes her muse as she adds the final touches to the sketch. it didn’t help that the other witch was somehow swaying as if they’re on a boat. “ i’m nearly done !! just give me a sec. ” she clicks her tongue at jiwoo’s impatience, signing her name on the corner of the page with a dramatic flick of the wrist. susie turns it over for her to see.

“ frankly, i think it looks a lot better than the version in front of me right now. like a lot better. remind me to frame it up for you tomorrow. ”

the involuntary giggles that came out of her in response to susie’s hushes sounded absolutely pathetic. it wasn’t even funny in the slightest, but in jiwoo’s current state, most things were amusing to her. 

she sat up and squinted to focus on the drawing. “better than—” she was about to question the other ravenclaw’s statement, but the understanding of it clicked in her brain before she could finish. “HAH! sweets—” her joking demeanor transformed into a serious one as she pointed to her face. “—nothing is better than this version.” 

      YUNA WOULD NEVER in her life accept defeat. which made living rather difficult considering she simply had to wire every situation, every relationship, as a competition. jiwoo was a noble opponent. she was maybe even grateful to have declared her a rival. at least she could stomach her presence, even if it was contemptuous. 

      already yuna found herself at a disadvantage she thoroughly disliked. the outdoors didn’t suit her and neither did caring for creatures. it wasn’t as if she didn’t like animals, she loved animals. unfortunately, with most the feeling wasn’t mutual (except for her cat, of course. though she suspected the feline to be more demon if anything). obviously she couldn’t admit this discomfort to jiwoo. she just had to confidently boast her knowledge and skill, proudly following the other figuratively and literally outside her comfort zone.

     ‘ hmph. ’ yuna crossed her arms, averting her gaze to aim at the tree. ‘ don’t be ridiculous. you must’ve scared them off. ’ deflection was an artform she’d yet to completely master, though she knew she could mask her expression enough to hide the flush creeping up her neck indicating jiwoo might be onto something. ‘ anyway, ’ the slytherin huffed, joining the other on the ground. ‘ why don’t you just… lure them somehow. if you’re so gifted with magical creatures. ’

were her ears deceiving her? she took a small glance at the other girl. “did you...just insinuate that i’m gifted?” she asked, but she doesn’t give yuna a chance to respond before she speaks again. “thank you, it’s about time you gave me some kind of credit.” 

jiwoo is gifted with magical creatures, and she’d read ‘fantastic beasts and where to find them’ front to back a hundred times over the years. she would say it was solely for educational purposes if asked  ( better to be educated before interacting with creatures )  , but truthfully? she thoroughly enjoyed the read. magizoology was a career field she considered pursuing, but choosing that field was one she was sure her grandmother wouldn’t be too proud of, especially not after all of the pressure she put on jiwoo to succeed in the subjects that mattered most. 

        XX.  ━━    oh,  g  r  e  a  t  .   today is turning out to be a nightmare, and it’s getting worse by the minute.  the familiar sounding voice only makes him close his eyes, as if suffering a defeat so great that it’s truly killing him inside.  and who knows.  it might be.

he says a soft prayer under his breath to whatever god there is or might be to save him from the headache that jiwoo is certainly bound to bring upon him.  he knows her all too well, and how she likes to get under his skin just … because.   “    i don’t remember asking for your opinion, and here i am.  ‘gifted’ with it anyway.    ”  the sarcasm is dripping from his voice, lips pulled back into a tight frown when he turns to face jiwoo.  definitely not the person of the hour connor wanted to see, all that he can do is heave a heavy sigh.  “    like this -    ”   he gestures around them both, knowing full well that she knows what he means.   “    - isn’t enough? do you not know how to give me peace for one day?    ”

the frown upon the gryffindor’s face when he turns to face her brings jiwoo a wicked kind of joy. she was already succeeding at irritating him. “oh...you think of my opinions as gifts? awh, connor. that’s sweet.” she motions to place a hand over her heart as if she’s genuinely touched by his words, even though she’s well aware they’re full of sarcasm. 

it takes her a good moment to register what jiwoo says to her in an attempted sultry tone. it takes another few seconds for her to actually react, laughing again and nearly doubling over from the sheer ridiculousness of her friend’s current pose—top half on, posing like a discount kate winslet.

“ are you serious ?? ” still, she sits down on her bed, reaching under her pillow for her sketchbook. in any other case, she wouldn’t indulge jiwoo like this. in fact, susie probably would’ve thrown the pillow at her, which does seem like a tempting option right now.

picking up a pencil, she flips to a blank page. “ alright, just keep that pose for, like, five more minutes. ” she teases as she begins to draw. “ don’t move a single inch otherwise i’ll have you looking like filch’s cat. ”

even in her intoxicated state, she’s honestly surprised when susie pulls out her sketchbook. it was about one of the last things she expected the other girl to do. jiwoo intended to nod her head ‘yes’ in response as an answer to the other girl’s question, but it doesn’t happen like she thinks. in fact, it doesn’t happen at all. 

she laughed at the thought of her sketch ending up looking like filch’s cat. she wasn’t too fond of mrs. norris. truthfully, she was fucking ugly and even more of a bitch than jiwoo was on her bad days. that was NOT someone she wanted to resemble in the slightest. 

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spending time with yuna wasn’t as bad as jiwoo pretended. in fact, she quite liked it despite what their rivalry displayed. perhaps it was her confidence and ego combined, but the rivalry didn’t phase her one bit. she knew she was smart to the point where it threatened others, though truthfully? it wasn’t essential for her to end up as top of the class for a certain career. she just liked winning and having people bothered over it. prime examples? julius lee and cho yuna. 

she was seated in a squatted position with her arms hugging her legs as she stared up at the tree SHE SWORE she'd seen bowtruckles the last time she’d been in the outskirts of the forbidden forest. of course now that she was here with someone else, they were nowhere to be seen. there was nothing too special about the little creatures, they’d seen them a few times for care of magical creatures, jiwoo just found them to be cute. 

hello i never ever come prepared but let’s get it. my name is nick (any pronouns work for me) and this mess is named jiwoo. i’m also writing this other mess, but under the cut is some basic info about jiwoo. smash that heart button if you’d like to plot or hmu if you’re impatient because i’m taking a century to get it together. i also have discord ( yeetus#8648 ) if you prefer plotting on there and yes i did just copy and paste this part from my other intro WHAT ABOUT IT