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"What are you doing here?" you ask, your voice harder than you would've liked. You paused and cleared your throat, before repeating your question in a more calmer tone. As he watches you carefully, Jungkook shoves his hands into his pockets as he clears his throat nervously as well. Finding your eyes moving on their own accord, you scanned your eyes over the way his robe was unbuttoned as well as how his tie was loosely tied around his neck. You didn't miss the way his lips were parted as he took in quick, quiet and shallow breaths.

You realized that he had ran after you. "What about you?" he questions, looking at you with an unreadable expression. "What are you doing here?"

You shift hesitantly in your spot, bringing your hand up to run your arm nervously. He had barely said anything, and yet here you were, already a mess on the inside. You couldn’t deny the deeply satisfying feeling that came along with being able to talk to Jungkook once again. "I just wanted to take a break from all the noise in the Great Hall," you fib. Almost immediately, your nose begins to itch which occurs whenever you were being untruthful. You felt the impending guilt begin to rise in your gut from lying. "I was starting to get a headache." Your hand was so tempted to reach up and relieve the itch that was burning in the tip of your nose, but you knew Jungkook would immediately know that you were lying. He knew that tick of yours as he’d seen it so many times before. So you managed to refrain yourself for a few fleeting moments. But you could see Jungkook gazing at your face carefully, before bringing his gaze down to your hand to see if it was twitching. As if it wanted to betray you, your hand jerked quickly before resting once more. Jungkook's eyes flicked back up to yours. You felt as if you wanted to be anywhere but there at the moment as you looked back into his steely eyes. You saw his jaw clench, causing your stomach to drop slightly. "Why are you lying to me?" Jungkook asks you, his voice quiet. You were taken aback at Jungkook's soft and vulnerable tone. In no way did you expect to see the hurt begin to pool in his dark eyes the more and more you met his melancholy gaze. Jungkook shook his head and shrugged a shoulder, his stance looking defeated. "Why are you ignoring me? How come you never talk to me anymore? Why do you run away whenever I come near you?" Jungkook pulled his bottom lip between his teeth for a second as he looked into your eyes. Letting out a breath, he asks you in a soft voice, "What happened to us?" You felt your heart practically break as you looked at how gentle and fragile Jungkook looked at the moment. He looked so vulnerable, something you had rarely ever seen before, let alone expected. He was always so strong and seldom showed his emotions no matter what type of situation he was thrust into. Even now as you looked at him and saw the clear hurt in his eyes, you almost believed that you were just seeing things. Almost. "Jungkook..." you say, your voice hushed. Jungkook swallows, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he waited to hear what you had to say.

But you didn't know where to start. It was hard for you to believe that Jungkook had been hurting like you had been for the past couple of weeks. You didn't want to be so weak, as to where he gives you one sad look and you break down your walls once more and let him in again. But even now, as you properly looked at him for the first time in awhile, you saw how disheveled he looked. How there were dark circles under his eyes and how his lips seemed to naturally turn down. Could this have been because of you? The thought alone had you suddenly feeling extremely selfish, as all you had been thinking about was how distressed you had been and how you acted so unnecessarily rude towards Jungkook. Now that you realize that he had been hurting this entire time as well, you realized how immature and closed off you had been. You bit your lip nervously as you thought about how you managed to let your feelings cloud your rational judgment. Instead of talking it out with him, you had immaturely resorted to trying- and failing- to ignore his presence as well as his innocently curious advances. Sure, Jungkook wasn't hurting the way you were.

But he was still hurting nonetheless. "I-." You were cut off when the door to the common room suddenly opened and a swarm of scarlet and gold colored students flooded into the room. You looked around in surprise before swiveling back around to find Jungkook looking out of it as his friends circled merrily around him. Turning your eyes away for a split second, you spot Jimin and one of his friends making their way in, both laughing at something that the former had probably said. As his crinkled eye smiles turned to spot you, they widen. "Y/N!" Jimin exclaims loudly in surprise. After doing a quick goodbye handshake with his friend, Jimin jogs over to you where you were seemingly rooted in your spot. You force a smile onto your face and try to act as casual as you could muster, despite your burning awareness that Jungkook was still only about ten feet away from you. Even though there was some distance, you felt that all too familiar desire to bridge that rift that had managed to formed because of your hasty assumptions. Your attention was pulled away from Jungkook once more as Jimin’s melodic voice entered your ears. "Why did you disappear? You freaked me out for a bit!" Jimin exclaims, pouting as he crosses his arms and looks pointedly at you. "Why are you here anyways?" You open your mouth to fib and say that you had forgotten to finish your Transfiguration homework, but your eyes manage to catch Jungkook's in the process. Even though his mouth was moving, showing that he was talking to the guy next to him, Jungkook's eyes were trained on you instead. Swallowing the lump of guilt and nerves down your throat, you tear your gaze away from his and look back at your best friend of several years. You open your mouth to answer Jimin's question, but the knowing look on his face stops you. "Ohhhhh, I see now," Jimin drawls out, his eyes shining with realization. He zeroes in on your questioning look and gives you a deadpan look in return. "So don't even try and lie, saying that you forgot to do your homework." You pout and say, "How did you know...?" before Jimin chuckles merrily as he pats your shoulder and says, "Oh Y/N. I've known you for seven years now. You're like an open book to me now." Before you could stop yourself, you immaturely stick your tongue out at him before crossing your arms defensively. Jimin returns it just as childishly which causes you to roll your eyes. "ANYWAYS," you say, dramatically emphasizing the word. You look to the side for a second to see Jungkook walking up to the boys dormitories, but not before he snuck a quick look at you before disappearing. That little action had your heart fluttering like before, even if your heart clenched with pain all at the same time. "That's why he fled the Great Hall after you did," Jimin says, causing you to look back at him. Jimin’s plump lips were pursed thoughtfully as he unconsciously nodded his head. "He was chasing after you." You blush, your head lowering as you let that idea soak in. "I wouldn't say chasing..." you mumble, your face quickly heating up. "More like questioning..." When you didn't hear a response, you look back at Jimin who was staring at something across the room. You frown, following his gaze only to be met with a pretty girl, who had shockingly white hair, laughing merrily over by the fireplace. Scoffing, you reach out and pinch his side, causing Jimin to jump as he tears his eyes away from her. "Huh? Oh. Questioning what?" Jimin asks, now only half listening as he was still trying to concentrate on the girl you recognized to be his crush at the moment. You roll your eyes at him, though you smile nonetheless. "Nothing," you say, fondly shaking your head. All of a sudden, Jimin lets out a loud, annoyed groan. Eyes widening as you were slightly startled, you look at Jimin who looks back at you with an exasperated look. You raise a curious eyebrow as you pout your lips. "... What?" you question, irrationally feeling defensive all of a sudden. Jimin sighs, his warm chocolate colored eyes softening as they dance around your face. "You guys just need to make up already," Jimin tells you, almost sadly in a way. You immediately knew who he was referring to, as you let your eyes fall to your faded black sneakers. 

Jimin continues, "You guys were so close. . ."

*One Year Ago*

“Jeon Jungkook I fucking swear to Godric Gryffindor that if you don’t pay attention I will throw you out the window.”

“Now now Y/N, that’s a little aggressive don’t you think. . .”

Slamming the worn textbook down on the table seemed to have caught his attention as Jungkook jolts awake and messily gathers his strewn out papers together.

“I’m up, I’m up!” he exclaims, eyes lazy as he struggles to sit up straight in his seat. You scoff incredulously.

“Jungkook, you are the one who dragged my ass all the way down here at MIDNIGHT to help you study for our exam that’s. . .”

You pause to check the time on the old clock hanging high up on the wall.

“. . . in t-minus eight hours. If you are going to disrupt my beloved sleep cycle, the least you can do for me is just listen!”

You two were situated in a cozy corner in the library as scrolls, textbooks, and loose pieces of paper littered the table and floor around you guys. The moonlight outside washed across the grounds outside in a peaceful lull as the Great Lake glittered serenely just beyond that. Back inside, it was dark, save for the few candles alight throughout the aisles and on top of the dark oak table you were currently taking residence at. You could see Jungkook’s messy handwriting scrawled across many of the papers, his sad attempt at rapidly trying to take notes in class.

They weren’t exactly very helpful once the time to use them to study came around.

“I am listening to you Y/N!” Jungkook whines softly, his eyebrows drawing together as his eyes shine innocently as you. As if right on cue, your heart melts at the sight and you can feel yourself physically relaxing from the tense stance your body had taken on.

Studying for exams isn’t exactly very forgiving on the body.

“What was the last thing I told you?” you question, crossing your arms as you lean into them on the table. Jungkook looks away sheepishly, his bottom lip getting caught between his teeth.

“You were telling me about the incantation that gets rid of a boggart. . .” Jungkook says quietly, his eyes avoiding yours. You tilt your head, peeringly curiously at him.

“And what’s that incantation,” you ask. Jungkook finally turns towards you, peering at from under his raven colored fringe.

“Expecto patronum?” he guesses, his lips curling into an embarrassed smile. You roll your eyes and sigh loudly, leaning back into your chair.

“Even you know how ridiculous that is,” you say pointedly, raising an eyebrow at him. At the sound of your words, Jungkook perks up quickly.

“Riddikulus!” he exclaims happily, “the answer is riddikulus!”

You smile, bringing your hands together in a sarcastic applause.

“Look out Hogwarts, you got a freaking genius in your midst,” you giggle. You reach out to open the textbook once more, but Jungkook’s warm hand lands atop yours, halting your movements. A warm blush blooms onto your cheeks.

“What?”

“I’m tired,” he says simply, his eyes hooded as a lazy smile crosses his face. You look at him, taking in his beauty. Even burnt out and half asleep, he somehow manages to look effortlessly beautiful.

“We’ve only been at this for like half an hour,” you say, raising your eyebrow at him. His smile widens even more as his grip on your hand tightens.

“I think that calls for a nap break,” Jungkook says before bringing your hand closer and laying his cheek on top of it. Warm tufts of breath leave his nose and brush lightly along your hand as you watch his eyes flutter shut. His fringe falls into his eyes, brushing just along his eyelashes. The warm light from the candle lit next to the both of you casts a golden ray across Jungkook’s face, seemingly illuminating him. Your breath hitches, your eyes drinking in the rare sight of a worn out Jungkook.

He is so heart-achingly beautiful and you have long lost the game of trying to resist him.

*Present Time*

You felt your cheeks heating up at the same time you sink your teeth into your bottom lip as thoughts of what happened just five minutes ago came flooding into your mind. The memory of Jungkook's face when he was waiting for your answer appeared in your mind and you couldn’t help but feel your chest squeeze as a result. You weren’t able to give one because you guys were cut off by the rest of the house coming into the room. "I think this has gone on a little longer than necessary, especially when it's obvious he's making an effort to make things right," Jimin says, his eyebrows slightly scrunched which shows that he's actually serious for once. "Especially when he doesn't even know why you're upset with him." That last comment had you feeling even more crappy than you previously did. The fact that Jungkook doesn't even know what was wrong, yet he was still trying to make things right, made you feel like the worst friend ever in the history of wizardry and mankind. You really did need to apologize for how irrational you had been acting lately, and you knew you wanted to do it as soon as possible in order to dispel the uncomfortable atmosphere that seemed to surround you and Jungkook whenever you were near each other. "I'll try and talk to him the next time I see him if I can," you say, feeling determined to put an end to this childish routine you had put both you and Jungkook in for the past couple of weeks. “I’ll make things right now…” Jimin claps his hands loudly which startles the nearby pretty girl Jimin had been eyeing into dropping the sandwich she was munching on that she had probably taken from the Great Hall. She sighs, directing a glare at Jimin before picking up the sandwich, turning, and making her way out of the common room. Jimin pouts as he leaves after her, probably reevaluating his love life as he waves sadly at you before making his way up to the boys dormitories. You just roll your eyes and shake your head as you laugh quietly to yourself. Sometimes you really wanted to knock Jimin upside the head at times.

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For some reason, ever since you’ve reached the decision to try and actually hash things out with Jungkook, fate seemed to be telling you ‘Hah bitch you thought’ because every time you even came close to talking to Jungkook, the opportunity to clear the air seems to be teasingly ripped away from you. It’s as if the roles have reversed, you being the one on the pursuit to converse with Jungkook instead of the other way around like it was originally. You’ve noticed he’s stopped trying to approach you with the intent to talk about the obvious, icy cold air that had formed between the two of you during the last few weeks.

But that doesn’t mean his curious gazes have vanished along with his want to satiate his curiosity.

There was one day though that you felt like killing your best friend particularly for messing up your closest chance of talking to Jungkook once more.

It was during Transfiguration class where there was a mix of Gryffindor and Slytherin kids. Professor McGonagall had given your class an assignment where you had to turn a button, into a rabbit. She had advised everyone to get into pairs, and in a lucky- yet strange- twist of events, you found yourself sitting next to a quiet Jungkook that couldn’t seem to stop fiddling with the loose string on his robe. You sat there nervously, twisting your hands together into practically a knot as those nerves returned to attack your stomach once more. 

At one point, your eyes were wandering around the room until they eventually landed on Jimin, who was seated next to Taehyung. Jimin was smirking, raising a curious eyebrow as his warm, chocolate eyes flickered back and forth between you and Jungkook. Taehyung was looking on curiously, nudging Jimin’s shoulder to get his attention to ask what he was looking at. You averted your eyes, squashing the urge to flick Jimin off.

“How have you been?”

You blink rapidly as you turn to be met with Jungkook’s hesitant, yet gentle carob colored eyes. Fluttering away, the butterflies already in your stomach seemed to multiply by tenfold. His voice was so soft, almost a whisper, as he asked you that simple question. Yet that simple question seemed to have the power to turn your stomach inside out in a discomforting action.

“I’ve been good… What about you?” you answer almost shyly as you turn in your seat to face him. Jungkook nods, averting his eyes down to his lap once more.

“The same I guess… Just a lot of things on my mind,” Jungkook tells you as he lifts his head to direct a tired smile at you. You felt your shoulders sag slightly when you see that close to melancholy look take over the attractive features on Jungkook’s face. It made you sad to see Jungkook look so dimmed down, his usual fire burning down low into weak, flickering sparks.

“Yeah… me too,” you say, licking your lips nervously. With a last, tired crinkle in his eyes, Jungkook took his gaze away from you. Instead, he focuses on the small, grey button that was lying atop the black tabletop.

“Alright, you ready?” Jungkook declares, his posture straightening as that usual sparkle lights up his eyes once more. Transfiguration was one of Jungkook’s favorite class, as he finds turning an object into an entirely different entity fascinating. Boisterous laughter was always heard from him whenever he managed to successfully complete an assignment. And even when he failed miserably, he found joy in still being able to cast a transfiguration spell.

That bright laughter has all but died down in the last few weeks though.

“Yeah, let’s do this,” you say, the corners of your lips turning up into a hesitant smile. Jungkook directs a reassuring smile towards you, before taking out his wand that was tucked safely away in the folds of his robe. You followed his lead as you pulled your own wand out and took a deep breath to try and focus your energy on the button. Closing your eyes, you gather all of your worries and anxiety and shove it into a corner in your mind in order to concentrate.

“Lapifors!”

Opening your eyes, you see a bright blue jet of magic shoot out from Jungkook’s wand before squarely hitting the button. You watch closely as the button seemingly focuses in and out as if it was translucent, before turning opaque once more. Hearing Jungkook groan quietly under his breath pushed you to take your own turn now.

“Lapifors!”

A strong jet of the same bright blue magic shot out of your wand and onto the button where the small object was engulfed in a blue cloud. Jungkook leans down and carefully examines the button as it rapidly goes in and out of focus. Holding your breath, you exclaim out loud in indignation when you see a fluffy white bunny for a split second, before it transforms back into the plain button.

“Damn, that was so close!” Jungkook exclaims, turning towards you as his eyes were lit up. Looking over how genuinely excited he was, you felt his enthusiasm rub off on you.

“I know!” you say happily. “Here, you try again!”

You move over to the side while Jungkook nods and dramatically blows his robe back before taking his stance in front of the table. You giggle as you watch him push his hair back and raise his wand in concentration.

“Lapifors!” Jungkook yells strongly, thrusting his wand out slightly as the familiar blue magic appears and shoots on to the button. But just like it did with you, you only saw the split second image of a black, furry bunny before it vanishes and turns back into the same, irritating button from before.

“What if we cast the spell at the same time?” you propose, your eyebrows crinkled together in contemplation. Jungkook purses his lips as he stares at the button on the table.

“You think we can do that?” Jungkook questions, tilting his head to the side as he thinks about it. You shrug your shoulders, genuinely not knowing whether or not it was safe. But what was the worst that could happen?

“It’s not going to hurt anybody, right?” you say, straightening up and raising your wand in the air. You smile mischievously as you see Jungkook shrug carelessly before raising his own wand up.

“On three,” Jungkook says, eyeing you with a small smile on his lips. You nod, turning your gaze back to the button on the table. Taking a deep breath, you focus all of your concentration on turning that ordinary button on the table, into a bunny.

“One… Two… Three!”

“LAPIFORS!”

At the sound of both you and Jungkook’s yell, the whole class seemingly turns and watches as the two vibrant blue jets of magic shoot out from both of your guys’ wands, and hits the button simultaneously. Glowing more strongly than both of your individual efforts, the button lights up rapidly before dissipating into the air, leaving behind a black speckled, white furry bunny that lay complacently where the button had been before. Both you and Jungkook yell out in surprise and joy as you two look over the endearingly cute animal on the table. Other classmates chuckle as they see you two celebrate your accomplishment, Jimin and Taehyung elbowing each other knowingly as they look on to you and Jungkook.

“We did it!” Jungkook cheers, thrusting his wand up in the air before leaning down and scooping you up into his arms. “We did the spell!”

You laugh out loud in delight as you hug Jungkook back just as tight, happiness encasing your heart in a warm embrace as being back in Jungkook’s arms felt comfortable and familiar. Somewhere inside of you, you also felt surprised. You hadn’t expected Jungkook’s mood to turn so quickly as it did just now. Maybe you underestimated his love for transfiguration?

“I know! See, and nobody was hurt!” you say happily. He laughs as he lowers you back down on your feet. Looking up at him, you smile as you look over the evident happiness etched across Jungkook’s winsome features. As he looks back at you, Jungkook’s grin calms down into a small smile as he tilts his head and purses his lips.

“Y/N… Why did you leave me?” Jungkook asks you, his voice soft as his eyes turned gentle. You could even see the badly hidden timidness in his eyes that made your heart sink slightly. Immediately, you could feel a lump forming in your throat as your hands began to grow clammy. For the past couple of weeks, all you wanted to do was talk to Jungkook about what had happened in order to clear the air and dissipate the palpable tension between you two. But now that it was here, it was as if your voice was gone and your insecurity seemed to rule over your judgment once more. Swallowing down your self-consciousness and nervousness, you open your mouth to answer him.

It was time for you two to make up already.

“I-.”

“LAPIFORS!!!”

Before you could even finish your sentence, you gasp as your vision was suddenly overtaken by a lurid, bright blue cloud that you couldn’t see past. You felt fresh panic rise in your throat as your limbs began to lose all feeling, before beginning to shrink altogether. Not even having a second to open up your mouth and scream, the cloud was gone and you were left in a dizzying daze as you struggle to clear your vision.

“. . .”

“Oh my fucking-”

“Holy shit.”

Blinking rapidly, your vision quickly clears up as it graciously allows you to see once more. But what you see in front of you was not what you expected. A huge version of Jungkook was towering above you, his mouth dropped open as he blatantly stares at you with shock written all over his face. Looking around, you notice that everybody looked like giants as they gawked at you, causing you to frown self-consciously. What was going on?

“Oh my god, Y/N!”

Turning your head towards the loud outburst, you see Jimin rushing over, a worried look overtaking his soft features as Taehyung follows behind. You notice the glaringly obvious difference between the dispositions of the two- Jimin was, almost guiltily, concerned while Taehyung was laughing his ass off. You open your mouth to say something-

But all that came out of your mouth was a high-pitched chibbering noise.

“Park Jimin, what the hell did you just do?” Jungkook breathes out, blinking rapidly as if he was trying to erase what he was seeing. Taehyung practically howls as he wipes underneath his eyes, his face flushed from laughing so hard.

“Oh my god, Chim actually turned Y/N into a rabbit. . .” Taehyung practically whispers, out of breath from his boisterous laughter. Your eyes widened as you look down at yourself. You were met with the sight of light orange fur that tufted out of your body in fluffy poofs, causing you to jump up out of startlement.

“Oh my god, Y/N I am so sorry!” Jimin practically cries as he approaches you and scoops you up into his arms. If you could roll your eyes, you would as Jimin hugs you close to his chest. Now that you understood what was going on, you wanted to strangle Jimin for ruining your chance at making up with Jungkook, but instead, you just let go of all the tension in your body as you just slumped against him. You watch as Taehyung walks out of the room, still laughing boisterously, as he goes and looks for Professor McGonagall to fix your little problem. Jungkook just perches himself atop the table as he gazes at you with an amused sparkle in his eye. As for Jimin, he couldn’t stop muttering how sorry he was under his breath to you. It really wasn’t a big deal, but you let Jimin worry over you.

You knew you would get him back later.

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Your eyebrows wrinkles together as your eyes ran over the white piece of unrolled parchment in your hands.

“Y/N. Please meet me outside of my office before dinner ensues tonight. I have some matters I need to discuss with you. Thank you. ~ Albus Dumbledore.”

Well the first thought that crossed your mind was, ‘What the fuck did I do wrong now?’, but you repressed the sudden anxiety that filled you at the prospect of meeting up with the headmaster of Hogwarts about matters he had yet to disclose in the note. If he had, you wouldn’t be internally freaking out right now. Bringing your thumb up to your lips, you chewed nervously at your nail as you pondered various thoughts as to why Dumbledore needed to speak with you. Yet you could not conjure up a reasonable explanation, so you left it alone as you left the girls dormitories to go watch Jimin practice Quidditch out on the field to get your mind off of it.

You had a whole day to wile away anyways since it was only in the morning right now.

Upon reaching the field, you quickly realize that you shouldn’t have emerged from your dorm at all. At the same time Jimin spotted you down in the bleachers from his perch on his broom up in the air, your eyes zeroed in on Jungkook mindlessly chasing a gold blur through the air as he lazily twisted around in languid spirals. You had, untimely, forgotten Jungkook was the star seeker in the Gryffindor team of the four houses. Jimin, of course, notices that your gaze was trained on Jungkook, so he rolls his eyes and quietly flies over to where you were standing.

“Whatcha doing?” Jimin asks you, adjusting himself until he’s practically lying down on the broom with his chin resting in his hands. You snap out of your daze as you direct your attention towards the bright, orange haired kid in front of you.

“Nothing,” you say, sticking your tongue out at him to which Jimin responds to by darting his hand out and pinching the tip of your tongue. You squeal loudly before glaring at him who just smiles cheekily at you.

“Dumbledore sent me a note and told me to meet him before dinner tonight,” you explain to Jimin who nods thoughtfully as you take a seat on the bleachers. You sigh loudly, throwing your head back as you practically whine, “What could he possibly want with me of all people?”

“You know, for being one of the top students in our house, you sure are dense,” Jimin tells you, snickering as he leisurely traces random patterns into the air with his wand that he had pulled out. You frown, but before you can say anything, Jimin continues with, “Miss. Head Girl, I’m sure the headmaster would want to discuss certain matters with you who leads one of the four houses this school is centered around.”

You direct a deadpan look towards Jimin who just chuckles merrily as he floats higher up in the air.

“You really should talk to Jungkook since he’s making his way over here now,” Jimin advises, winking at you before darting away, whizzing higher up through the air before he’s a mere speck, faster than you could even conjure up two words. Following Jimin’s abrupt exit, you look around in the sky before realizing that he had been telling the truth. You see Jungkook hesitantly making his way down towards you, his bottom lip wedged between his teeth as he chewed it nervously.

“Hey,” Jungkook greets, landing next to you. You swallow the lump in your throat before offering a meek ‘Hello’ in return as he sits down next to where you were perched. You found your hands were suddenly growing clammy as your heart began to race out of nerves. You had no time to even think about what you wanted to say to Jungkook beforehand. But Jungkook’s next words were not what you were expecting.

“Did you get a letter from Dumbledore too?” Jungkook asks you, catching you off guard. You nod slowly, curious as to how he knew.

“Yeah, I did. He told me to meet him before dinner. How did you know?” you question. Your curiosity is answered when Jungkook reaches into his robe and pulls out a small piece of white parchment and unrolls it.

“Cause he sent me one too saying the same thing,” Jungkook tells you, a sheepish smile crossing his lips. As you ran your eyes across Dumbledore’s familiar curly handwriting, you felt like smacking yourself on the forehead when you realize how, of course, Jungkook would get one too if the matter Dumbledore wanted to discuss was about prefect stuff like Jimin predicted.

“Oh, cool,” you say, suddenly feeling awkward as you looked back at Jungkook. You watched as Jungkook nodded and hesitantly opened his mouth to say something, before closing it. You watched as he did the same thing before you cut him off as you wanted to apologize before you lost your nerve.

“Jungkook listen… I-.”

Once more, you were cut off just like before as a loud wail cuts through the quiet serenity that was clouding the air. Your head snaps towards the field where you saw a brief flash of orange crash into the ground, before stilling all together. Immediately, you felt your stomach dropping as you saw multiple members from the team fly over to the now motionless heap in the grass. Without even realizing it, your feet had acted on their own accord as they rushed you forward down through the bleachers as Jungkook mumbles a quiet ‘Shit’ before grabbing his broom and flying at lightning speed down to the field. You heard your heartbeat pounding away in your ears as dread clenched your heart in a relentless vice the closer you got.

No… It can’t be.

“Jimin!” you cry out, your voice indistinguishable even to your ears as you raced across the field to reach his crumpled body. You fall to your hands as you scanned him frantically, your heart practically stopping as you saw the blood beginning to pool underneath Jimin’s bright orange hair. Jungkook was next to him as well, on the other side of Jimin’s body, as he cursed endlessly underneath his breath.

“Someone get Madame Pomfrey!!” you heard Jungkook shout authoritatively before hearing the whooshing sounds of brooms race away. Your hands shook as you hovered them over Jimin, afraid to touch him but also wanting to at the same time. The sight of him motionless terrified you, causing your head to pound out of the fear that was enveloping your body.

“Jimin please…” you whisper, your eyes welling up with stinging tears as you continued to look upon his unmoving body. Your eyes looked upwards to be met with his broken broom that lay in two jagged pieces a mere couple of feet away. Your airflow seemed to be cut off as you suddenly found it hard to breathe. A strong ‘Hey’ redirects your attention to the raven-haired boy in front of you.

“Y/N, you have to stay calm. Madame Pomfrey will be here soon,” Jungkook tells you, his eyebrows pinched together as his strong features mirrored that of authority and reassurance- it fleetingly reminded you of how he had gotten the title of Head Boy in the first place. You nod, though it did little to calm your frazzled nerves, so long as that crimson puddle beneath Jimin’s head was growing larger and larger by the second. After what seemed like an eternity, Madame Pomfrey finally appeared as she hops down from her broom and rushes over.

“What happened?” she immediately asks you and Jungkook, her voice soft, yet strong at the same time.

“H-He fell…” you answer, your eyes frantically moving around as Madame Pomfrey scans Jimin’s body. “H-He crashed down on his b-broom and next thing I knew… He’s not m-moving.”

That was when the tears began to flow freely down your cheeks as you choke back a sob that threatened to escape. The thought of Jimin being severely hurt terrified you to no end as he meant something like the world to you. He was always there for you, smiling and laughing merrily as he would calm you, yet make you laugh hysterically all at the same time. He was like a brother to you, one that annoyed you to no end whilst also making you miss him when he wasn’t around. The thought of this kid being seriously hurt… Was a thought you couldn’t bear to think about as it made you want to break down.

“Is he going to be alright?” Jungkook asks Madame Pomfrey, his eyes trained on the caregiver’s hand as she waves it hesitantly over Jimin’s head.

“He’ll be fine…” she answers, her voice a quiet murmur. You watch as she pulls her wand out of her robe and waves it in the air. “He seems to have broken his arm and cut his ear and cheek pretty badly though. I’ll take good care of him.”

Madame Pomfrey gestures for you to move away, so you obey and watch as she stands and begins to wave her wand over Jimin’s body while muttering indiscernible incantations underneath her breath. A clear, shiny bubble begins to form around Jimin until his whole body is tucked safely away inside. Quickly moving, Madame Pomfrey then rushes over to her abandoned broom, mounts it, and then begins to whiz away towards her office as the bubble Jimin laid in followed. You feel a warm hand close around your wrist as you watch her disappear with watery eyes.