Once he had found the stairwell leading to the rooftop area, Yoongi was practically taking it two steps at a time. He knew he didn’t have much time to save the poor girl from doing something she’d definitely regret. He wasn’t even sure if his pace was fast enough to get there in time.

               Yoongi ignored the burning in his lungs, the tenseness of his legs, and the drop of sweat running down his forehead, focusing only on reaching his destination. He practically body-slammed the doorway in front of him as he reached the top of the stairwell. With wide, panicked eyes, he surveyed the crowd of people that had gathered in a sort of semi-circle around the girl to look for an opening. He huffed once realizing that there wasn’t a good gap and pushed up his sleeves, dry-cleaning in hand, to prepare for pushing through the large crowd.

               The girl seemed to lean forward precariously over the ledge and Yoongi panicked, pushing further through the masses of students.

               “Wait!” he screamed, reaching out to try and grab her arm before she fell. The girl hesitated and looked over her shoulder at him. She had streaks of blood running all over her face. Like if she was brutally beat up at some point that day.

               “What? Did you come to mock me too?” she scoffed, the tears pooling in her eyes abundantly clear to every teenager in the crowd.

               “No…it just looks like you could use a change of clothes,” he gestured to the outfit hanging on his arm, “you wouldn’t happen to be Rachel, would you? I think this is your uniform.”

               “Keep it, I’m not going to be around for much longer,” she said, turning back to the ground many feet below her.

               “Can you pay first?” he asked.

               “What?”

               “Dry-cleaning costs money, you know. Also, I bet your friends wouldn’t want to see you in a torn-up uniform splattered on the ground.”

               “You think I have friends in this hellhole? Thanks to F4’s fucking ‘red card’ hanging in my locker that’ll never happen,” she scoffed.

               “Well uh…well you have me?” he hadn’t even met her before this moment but he knew no one deserved to leave the world this way. She turned back to him and smiled sadly.

               “I wish I had met you sooner…”

               “Yoongi. Min Yoongi,” he helpfully added. She merely nodded in response, turning away from him once more.

               “Your friends are very lucky. Maybe I’ll meet you in my next life, Min Yoongi.”

               And with that, she took a step off the ledge. Yoongi didn’t let her fall very far before dashing forward to catch her. Dropping the uniform on the ground, not caring if it got dirty at this point, he clumsily stumbled to her and grasped her around the waist before she fell out of his reach. Without anyone’s help (not that they were offering anyways), Yoongi pulled her back over the ledge and yelled at someone to call 119. The girl gave him a half smile, sadness still evident on her face, prior to passing out in his arms likely from the sudden spike and drop of adrenaline.

               However, Yoongi wasn’t prepared for the uproar that came in response to the whole ordeal. Apparently, the girl had been bullied leading up to this moment and Yoongi saving her had led to many people, millionaires and “commoners” alike, questioning the ethics of this school. Some were demanding the school be shutdown. Others offered that Yoongi should attend the school in order to keep these spoiled rich kids in line. Yoongi favored the first option.

               But, of course, we don’t always get what we want.

               That Wednesday of the same week, Yoongi walked into his family’s home after his shift at a porridge shop down the street ended only to find a group of five or more adult men in suits crowding his living room. He met eyes with his father, who returned Yoongi’s confused facial expression with a wide smile.

               Before he could even ask about what the smile was for, his mother happily ran over holding a fancy school uniform while his younger brother cheerfully chanted the high school’s name.

               “No,” was all Yoongi said as a navy-blue blazer was shoved into his face.

               His protests seemed to fall on deaf ears as his arms were forcefully shoved through the sleeves of the blazer all while his mother happily chattered away in Yoongi’s ear about all the opportunities this school provided. Nothing would convince him, though. There was no way he was going to that school in his lifetime. Right?

                                                            …

“Okay, but I wanna hear more about the Taehyung drama,” Fern eyed JL while Peach let out a small giggle.

“Listen, all I did was tell Taehyung that JL needed tutoring in Muggle Art and that she would meet him in the common room. And meet him she did,” Andrea explained nonchalantly.

“But, isn’t JL really good at art?” Rani looked up from her diligent note-taking.

“Taehyung is too, I think.” Peach mused while lightly tapping a finger on her chin. 

“I’m the highest in that class,” JL slammed her book shut with one hand, “So you can imagine how awkward the situation was when Taehyung was trying to ‘tutor’ me. I even ended up teaching him things he didn’t even know.”

“But, I heard he asked you to cheer for him at the next quidditch game? Comment?” Peach playfully raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t you have a spell exam to study for?” JL snapped, a shade of red washing over her.

“Actually, I do. I should be making my way over to the library anyway,” Peach got up from her seat and waved goodbye to the group of girls, “Later guys!.”

“Goodbye Peach!” The girls spoke simultaneously.

***

Walking down the halls of Hogwarts Peach was greeted by all students, from first years all the way to seventh years. At this school, it was a law to protect and be kind to Peach and no one ever dared to break that law due to the fact that she was so nice to everyone. It was practically impossible to dislike her reserved but energetic personality, a personality so gentle that it was similar to a porcelain doll; no one dared to break it. Professor Dumbledore himself even grew to have a soft spot for everyone’s favorite peach.

Entering the library, Peach was greeted with a type of serenity that can calm even the rowdiest of children. Of course Peach wasn’t even in the state of mind to study, but she had to force herself anyway because she wasn’t where she wanted to be academically. Yes, she relatively had good grades but it couldn’t hurt to aim higher.

Peach made her way to the aisle where most of the spell books resided and found a pensive Ravenclaw by the name of Kim Namjoon. Not wanting to disturb him she felt the need to hold her breath, or at least silence it. However, Peach’s presence did not go unnoticed by Namjoon; in fact, he had the audacity to smile and display his dimples. Truly those dimples were strong enough for anyone to succumb to the Ravenclaw.

Politely, Peach smiled back and continued to look for the specific spell book she needed. As she searched, she found herself slowly inching towards Namjoon who also did the same. Nervous eyes scanning the spines of the books, Peach was able to find the book she needed and reached for it. Little did she know that Namjoon also needed that book, his hand lightly brushing her own as he reached for it as well.

Peach quickly pulled her hand back, “I’m sorry. Go ahead.”

“What kind of guy would I be if I didn’t let you use it first?” Namjoon’s eyes seemed to pin Peach right in her spot.

“Well, you were clearly here first, so go ahead. I really don’t mind waiting.” Peach smiled innocently, a smile that caused Namjoon to softly chuckle. At that moment she felt her heart drop.

“Here’s an idea,” Namjoon grabbed the book off the shelf and held it in front of her, “Why don’t we share it? We can quiz each other and what not. What do you say, Maggie?”

“Oh, um, yeah okay,” Peach managed to speak out after he called her by her real name.

The two made their way over to one of the many empty tables in the library. Namjoon, unaware that he was pulling on Peach’s heartstrings, took a seat right next to her.

“I assume you have a test with Professor Flitwick?” Namjoon questioned.

“Wow, no wonder you’re a Ravenclaw. A true intellectual,” Peach joked, causing Namjoon to laugh in return.

“Well, we should study up. Professor Flitwick doesn’t joke when it comes to spell exams.” Namjoon flipped through the pages of the book, “What’s Riddikulus?”

“Easy,” Peach smirked to herself, “It’s a spell that turns something scary into something funny.”

“Not bad, not bad. Then what’s Accio?” Namjoon asked, knowing full well that he was asking the easy questions first.

“Another easy one. It’s the summoning charm. Namjoon, if I wanted the easy ones I would have said so.”

“An impatient one, aren’t we?” Namjoon teased. “Alright, alright”

The Hufflepuff and the Ravenclaw quizzed each other for what seemed like hours. The routine was to define the spells alphabetically and randomly. For extra practice, the two used their wands to practice the spells they were allowed to; such as lumos and nox. Nearing the end of their thorough study session the two conversed over their group of friends.

“So JL ended up teaching Taehyung things he didn’t even know about Muggle Art!,” Peach tried suppressing her laughter as did Namjoon. As soon as their laughter died down the two stared into each others eyes, longing to say something, anything.

“Well, it’s almost curfew. I’ll walk you to your common room.” Namjoon stood up and Peach followed his lead.

“Joon, you really don’t have to do that,” Peach uttered softly.

“It’s okay, I want to.” Namjoon looked down at her, displaying his dimples once again.

***

Once arriving to the Hufflepuff, the two stood in front of the door, sharing a silence so serene that it could last forever and neither would mind.

“With all the studying we did I’m sure you’ll ace it,” Namjoon smiled.

“Thanks to you, that is.” Peach giggled.

Before the two could speak another word, the common room door opened, a sly Yoongi sliding out of the door.

“Yoongi, it’s literally curfew if you don’t leave-” Came the voice from Fern who peaked out and turned red as soon as she saw Peach.

“H-Hey, Peach!” Fern greeted, “You might be wondering what he’s doing here, but he was just, uh, he was, um,-”

“Borrowing a book,” Yoongi calmly interrupted, glancing at Fern with a devilish look.

“Exactly!” Fern rubbed the nape of her neck. “Okay, I’m leaving good night.”

“Night, Joon!” Peach bidded farewell and pecked his cheek and went into the common room.

“Night Maggie!”

The door closed and Namjoon turned to Yoongi, “Should I even ask?”

“JL! You’re just the person I wanted to talk to!” Taehyung reached out to lightly placed his hands on JL’s shoulders, showing off his contagious boxed smile. “Did you know Picasso could draw before he could walk, and his first word was the Spanish word for pencil! I’m positive you didn’t know that!”

“Um, actually I did. Wait- Would it make you feel better if I said I didn’t because I’ll obliviate you if you want,” JL laughed softly, mentally beating herself up for not being able to keep a cool composure around the handsome boy.

“Perhaps I’ll take you up on that offer,” Taehyung looked up as if to seriously consider it but was soon interrupted by another thought. “Actually, I came to look for you because I wanted to ask if you were gonna go to my qudditch game! It’s gonna be Ravenclaw versus Slytherin, I know you’ll jump at any opportunity to diss the Slytherin house because of Andrea.”

“That sounds extremely tempting Taehyung,” JL started.

The circumstances of JL’s relationship with Taehyung were certainly odd. Sure, the two were Ravenclaws and that was a good reason for the two to talk but it wasn’t enough. Taehyung and JL were representatives of their groups, messengers if you will; so the only times they talked were when they had to deliver messages from their group members. For example, upon seeing JL two weeks ago, Taehyung had told her, “Jin says that he’s going to reschedule his study date with Emma. He says he’ll take her to Hogsmeade to make up for it.” Clearly the two had a bond that didn’t allow them to connect heart to heart. To JL’s surprise, however, she was taken aback now that Taehyung was asking her something that corresponded to him and not another member.

JL continued,“But-”

“But?! What could you possibly be doing on a Friday night?!” Taehyung’s face instantly fell in disappointment.

“I have to study,” JL quickly made an excuse and continued walking down the staircase. Of course she didn’t have to study, she was doing well in her classes. But, the thought of going to his game implied that he wanted a little more than to deliver messages to JL; and although she dreamed of this, she was not completely sure if she was ready.

“JL!” Taehyung followed after her, “You can bring your friends! And I’ll bring mine! I’m not an idiot, I know your group of friends are infatuated with my friends.”

“Oh please, it’s only because this school has a limited amount of cute boys.” JL scoffed playfully, causing Taehyung to make a “Aish!” sound. “If we go, will you please tell your friends to stop making you messenger. Get Jungkook to do it or something.”

“On Ravenclaw pride, I promise to pick another messenger.” Taehyung declared; he then abruptly grabbed JL’s wrist who turned around, a flustered look on her face, “And JL?”

“Yes?” She eyed him suspicously.

“Jimin wants Kasia to know that he expects her to be cheering for Slytherin,” He smirked, fully aware of the effect he had on JL.

“Oh, bug off!” JL snatched her hand back and hastily made her way to her next class.

“Taehyung didn’t even tell us where to meet them, what an idiot,” Hoseok shook his head as the boys lingered around the ground floor of one of the Ravenclaw stands that stood almost as tall as a skyscraper.

“I was under the impression we’d all be in the same stand?” Jungkook questioned, a hint of nervousness residing in his voice.

Namjoon let out a laugh, “Don’t tell me your scared! They’re literally girls!”

“Isn’t that them over there?” Yoongi pointed in the direction of the girls who made their way over.

Jin put an arm around Jungkook, “It is them, Yoongi. And leave him alone, Joon. He’s about to meet Jan for the first time. If I’m not mistaken he’s eyed her a couple of times at the great hall.”

“OH MY GOD CAN YOU SAY THAT ANY LOUDER?” Jungkook shoved Jin away, causing Jin to laugh his windshield wiper laugh.

“Greetings, JL. And company.” Namjoon greeted, politely smiling at the group of girls who simultaneously gulped.

“Tip of the penis to you too, boys. We meet for the first time,” Drea greeted, causing all of the girls to groan in embarrassment.

“Oh my god,” Jungkook muttered, a red color tinting his cheeks.

“Clearly this indicates that we should get to our seats,” Yoongi announced nonchalantly, making his way up the Ravenclaw stand.

“You don’t need to tell me twice,” Ash mumbled, following behind Yoongi.

The large group of wizards made their way up the stand, having reserved one stand for themselves. This was clearly code for: “This game was gonna end in a disaster”. The group conversed for about 10 minutes or so before the game started. After getting up in the air, Taehyung and Jimin flashed smirks to JL and Kasia to which everyone else teased them about.

The whole match just one agonizing game of cat and mouse that lasted over an hour. No one seemed to complain though. Andrea, Fern, Ash, Peach, Dani, Julie, Jan, Jungkook, and Hoseok were joking around. Rani, Kasia, Emma, Squid, Ren, and Jin were conversing normally. Namjoon, Yoongi, Chris, H, Tori, and Madu were watching the game but a little less intently than JL. Taehyung, as the Keeper truly mastered his position, remaining undefeated during the match. At one point though, Jimin managed to score 10 points for Slytherin and shouted, “That one was for Kasia!”

“Whomst is Kasia? Clearly he’s talking about me!” Julie teased, earning her a harmless punch on the arm from Kasia herself.

“Is nobody going to comment on JL? It’s like she’s not breathing” Jin asked, keeping a safe distance from her, who seemed to be under a trance. Everyone turned to look at JL who was intently watching the game, her eyes blinking every once in a while

“Either she’s into the game,” Peach started.

“Orrrr,” Rani continued.

“She’s into Taehyung,” Namjoon finished, the whole group laughed when JL didn’t even notice they were teasing her.

“The game is literally almost over, she’ll snap out of it,” Fern commented, going back to telling the story about her imposter at Hogwarts.

“10 points for Ravenclaw!” One of the speakers announced, “Ravenclaw is deemed the winner of this match, with 215 points!”

“YES!” JL jumped up from her seat, startling everyone in the stand. “SUCK IT SLYTHERIN! I’M LOOKING AT YOU JIMIN!”

“Oh my god, she’s finally lost her marbles,” Dani commented.

JL quickly made her way down the stands to meet Taehyung, the rest of the group trailing behind her. Describing it doesn’t do it justice but JL was making her way to meet Taehyung at light speed ditching the rest of the group, truly an unforgettable sight.

Eyes quickly scanned the area to look for Taehyung, and when she spotted the Ravenclaw boy walking next to his Slytherin opponent JL continued at godspeed. Getting to Taehyung so quickly she ended up almost knocking him over, “That was LITERALLY the best game I’ve ever been too, holy hell!”

“Jeez, JL you really must have something against Slytherin,” Jimin wiped away a fake tear.

“Nonsense!” She turned to Jimin, “I’m just saying that Ravenclaw is better than Slytherin. No printer, just fax.” Jimin and Taehyung both laughed at this.

“See you around, JL and Taehyung. I’m gonna go meet up with the group.” Jimin waved goodbye and disappeared into the lingering crowd.

“Well, I’m definitely glad you enjoyed it. You wouldn’t mind coming to my games and being my good luck charm, would you?” Taehyung rubbed the nape of his neck, a small smile stretched onto his lips.

“OH MY GOD DID YOU SEE THAT?” Kasia pressed her cool hands to her face in order to reduce the rosy color that crept onto her cheeks.

“For Merlin’s sake keep it down, Kasia, he’s literally five feet away from us,” JL harshly whispered to her while also suppressing a laugh.

Grabbing a mozzarella stick from her lunch tray, Fern held it to her face like a microphone and loudly spoke into it, “Say what you will but Yoongi is the superior Slytherin you all can @ me.”

The group of girls glanced over to find Yoongi smirking at Fern. “What was that, Fernanda?” Yoongi asked, placing a hand behind his ear.

Fern’s eyes widened, “I’m a mute, I can’t talk. I don’t know.” She turned back to her friends in embarrassment as they erupted in laughter.

“Well, at least he knows your name. I’ve never talked to Jimin he’s so...,” Kasia sighed, wiping a tear from the laughter that still continued between Emma, JL, and Andrea.

“Intimidating?” Jan interrupted.

“Attractive?” Rani added

“Out of your league?” Andrea also added.

“Hey!” Kasia furrowed her eyebrows in feigned anger, her face soon fell into a calmed sadness, “He’s a Slytherin and I’m a hufflepuff, I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t want a hufflepuff.”

“Oh, not this again,” Tori rested her head on Ash’s shoulder.

“Kasia, that’s nonsense!” Peach places a hand on her shoulder, “I’m sure he’s a really nice person. Maybe all you need is a push to talk to him.”

“Or, maybe you need a dose of Amortentia to give to him,” Andrea smiled wickedly, “I’ve got connections.”

“That’s asking for expulsion,” Emma lightly smacked Andrea’s hand. She then turned to Kasia with a tone that was a little more than excitement, “Don’t we have him and Jin for potions class? I heard from Peach we have a hands-on potion assignment today. I could steal Jin from him so you can pair up with Jimin?”

“Ohhhhh, that’s good!” Fern pointed at Emma nodding in excitement.

“Mmm.... I don’t know” Kasia lowered her head timidly.

The group of girls all groaned: “Come on!” “This is why Snape hates us” “Kasia, please!” “I will literally give Jimin Amortentia, all you have to do is ask me.”

“Okay, okay! Fine! I’ll do it” Kasia agreed just in time before the bell rang, signaling for all the young wizards to head to their next class.

***

Emma and Kasia had walked into the class taking a seat near the back of the classroom, fully aware the Jin and Jimin would always sit near that general area.

“I’m not feeling so good,” Kasia whispered to Emma as the students walked into the class one by one.

“I’m already set on this, Kasia. Your gonna get yourself a Slytherin and I’m gonna get myself a Gryffindor.” Emma threateningly pointed her wand at Kasia.

“Geez, okay fine.” Kasia put her hands up in defense and turned to face Mr. Slughorn who had just walked into the classroom.

“Good afternoon class, all of you having been in this class for almost a full year I have now decided that I will let you brew a potion of your choice with a partner without my instruction. This will allow me to see who is stronger in the class and who is weaker. Once you find your partners you may begin.” After his small speech, the students all lingered around to pair up. In the blink of an eye, Emma chased down Jin and paired up with him. Emma smugly turned to Kasia and gave her a thumbs up.

Kasia lowered her head in disappointment, not being able to find it in her to ask Jimin but thankfully she didn’t have to. She looked up to find Jimin’s figure towering over her.

“Looks like your friend whipped away my friend before I could get to him,” He lightly chuckled, his nose scrunching ever so slightly. “Do you mind if we pair up?”

“Oh. Yeah- Um, yeah we can pair up.” Kasia forced herself to smile at him as he took a seat next to her. Oddly, she found her self admiring his profile. Wow, Cedric Diggory had nothing on Slytherin Prince, Park Jimin.

“Kasia? What potion should we brew?” Jimin called out, forcing her to snap out of her daydream.

“Hm? What? What potion? I don’t know, either way we’ll fail. Oh my god, no, I meant I’ll fail. I’m sorry I suck at potions. Merlin’s beard, we shouldn’t have paired up.” She couldn’t help but nervously laugh. She knew potions was her weakest subject but her brain had decided to forget about it and now she would have to drag Jimin through a bad grade.

Jimin only looked at her. “You’re cute, you know that?”

Kasia looked at him, a rosy blush quickly blooming, “Haha bloody hell.... Maybe we should make Felix Felicis? It’s, uh, simple enough but I’m sure I’ll manage to mess it up.”

“You underestimate yourself too much, Kasia.” Jimin playfully nudged her, causing her to shake uncontrollably as she flipped through the pages of the potion book to find the recipe.

“Okay! Here it is!” Kasia exclaimed, “The ingredients are: Ashwinder egg, Squill bulb, Murtlap tentacle, Tincture of thyme, Occamy eggshell, and powdered common rue.”

As soon as the two figured out exactly how to brew Felix Felicis, the Hufflepuff and the Slytherin worked diligently even as they made several errors. Minute by minute Kasia had found herself growing more comfortable by Jimin’s side. Eventually she found herself joking around and Jimin giggling in response which caused her heart to flutter. She had realized she had nothing to fear, now that she had put to rest her the stereotype that Slytherins were inherently bad.

“Five more minutes students. I will then begin to go around to grade these potions,” Mr. Slughorn announced from the class room.

“Oh, hell. We should hurry!” Jimin looked at Kasia who nodded and quickly added the rest of the ingredients. Kasia was terrible under pressure and for some reason she managed to add a little too much of the powdered common rue which resulted in the potion poofing into a teal cloud that stained Kasia and Jimin.

“Oh, my god I’m so sorry!” Kasia hurriedly patted Jimin’s stained cloak before she realized what she was doing. Looking up, she found Jimin intensely staring at her, an unreadable expression on his face. “I’m literally gripping you, oh my god!” Kasia removed her hands and he let out a laugh.

“Jimin, Kasia.” Mr Slughorn came up to the students and they quickly faced him. “I don’t even need to test the potion knowing that it was brewed incorrectly, a D for the both of you.” Mr. Slughorn then walked to grade the other potions.

“I am so sorry. I’ll buy you something if you want? To make it up?” Kasia turned to Jimin, offering a sympathetic smile.

“How about you let me take you out for a butterbeer?” Jimin smirked.

“Yeah, sure.” Kasia smiled, mentally screaming ‘HELL YEAH SLYTHERIN PRINCE IS MINE.’

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

“Cool, I’ll see you around then?” Jimin smiled, an even brighter smile than Kasia had.

“You sure will,” Kasia waved goodbye to Jimin as he walked out with Jin.