#hogwarts!5sos

The twins friendship with Cal would include

Please read at least the “dating Ravenclaw!Calum would include

Let's talk about the twins friendship with Calum

They did kinda set you up with him

But when they heard you guys were official they went full big brother mode

They aren't actually your brothers but they might as well be

They aren't even that much older

They are really like 3 months older than you

But they went up to him in the great hall during lunch and were like

“Hey, Calum may we have a word with you?”

Calum looks scared and then looks at you. You kinda shrug cuz they've never done this before

When they finally get him alone they're like

“Well we heard that you and Y/N were a thing.”-Fred

“So we just wanted you to know.”- George

“That if you hurt her well fucking kill you.”- both

They definitely laugh after but they are kinda serious

They wouldn't kill him but they would hex the hell out of him or at the very least make him on the receiving end of one of their pranks

But obviously, they warm up to him and they love him

He's closer to George than Fred and you're closer to Fred than George but that's not important

You bring him home to the burrow for Christmas

Molly instantly loves him.

He's a muggleborn so Arthur has all sorts of questions for him.

“How do toasters work?”

“Um you put the bread in and it heats up and toasts the bread. I don't know how to describe it”

Molly knits you and him matching sweaters.

You go from stealing Fred's to stealing his

Fred gets borderline offended

“Hey Y/N here's my… oh you have his on already.

”Sorry Freddy i thought you'd be happy that i stopped stealing your sweaters…”

He'd lowkey sulk off cuz you were supposed to steal his sweaters

He has to sleep in the twins room and you have to sleep in Ginny's room

But you always sneak into the twins room after molly and Arthur went to sleep.

Ginny would always cover for you

Sometimes you and Ginny would have some sick ass sleepovers though

Like you'd paint each other's nails and talk about boys.

Eventually, Calum starts pulling pranks with you and the twins

Trying to study with Cal and the twins always turned out to be a trainwreck

Fred cannot focus for more than 20 minutes

He starts throwing paper airplanes at you

You tell him to fuck off and the librarian gets really pissed at you and kicks you out

You're making out with Cal in a broom closet and the twins use the map to find you guys

They once find you they make fun of you guys for weeks

They find you guys having sex once and they nearly puke

They will never look at you the same

this is from when i did the hogwarts blurb night with @cakesunflower but i found it in my drafts and got inspired for it.

it’s also 3k so have fun with that lmao 

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first year

—

“Lu, I’m scared.” You whispered once your parents had put you on the express and said their goodbyes. So far, only the older students seemed to be milling around, a lot of them already in their uniforms. 

Grabbing your hand tightly, Luke pulled you further onto the train, searching out for an empty compartment, or one which wasn’t overtaken by older students. 

Luck was on his side when he happened upon an empty compartment, taking the shrunken luggage out of his pocket before putting it up on the rack, then tapping both trunks so they returned to their normal size. 

Once that was done, the two of you sat next to each other, his hand never leaving yours.

“You’re my best friend n’ that ain’t gonna change.” He whispered and you tried to let yourself believe him. 

A few of the older years checked in with you both, Luke’s older brothers teasing him when they stuck their heads in before seeing how distressed you were and sitting in the compartment, talking about the cool things you’d get to see whilst at Hogwarts. 

The two of you had grown up together, hearing about Hogwarts from his older brothers. And you were excited, but you were scared, especially of losing Luke. 

More of his brothers friends seemed to join the compartment and you noticed that they had a mixture of friends from other houses, which was a small relief for you. The older students answered your quiet questions with an amused smile but they were honest with each answer.

By the time you’d reached Hogwarts, the two of you were happily chatting with two other first years who couldn’t find a place to sit and soon the worries about Hogwarts were lost on you, especially when you sailed across the Black Lake, your own gasp echoed by the other first years.

Your name was called and with a whispered good luck and a quick squeeze of your hand from Luke, you went up and sat on the stool, the hat slipping over your eyes slightly.

‘Oh I know exactly where to put you, abundance in loyalty, you’ll do well in your house.’ 

“Hufflepuff!” The hat cried out and you felt the hat get taken off and you grinned to Luke before joining the cheering house of yellow and black, some of his brothers friends introducing themselves and promising they’ll look out for you as you sat with your year mates.

“Hemmings, Luke!” A few whispers ran up the tables about another Hemmings in Hogwarts as the hat went straight on and you held your breath for a second before the brim ripped open.

“Slytherin!” 

Your heart sank, but you clapped for him anyway, sharing excited grins as he went to sit with his brothers. 

The next morning, you went down to the Great Hall, grateful it was a Saturday so it meant no lessons, and found Luke sat on the end of his table. When he spotted you, he waved you over.

You sat next to him, the relief that he was still there flooding you.

“The common room is really nice, I don’t really care much for my dorm mates though.” You admitted quietly and he grinned.

“Ours is under the lake. At least you don’t have don’t have dorm mates sucking up to you. My brother got made head boy and everyone is trying to be nice to me to stay on his good side.” He rolled his eyes, making you giggle quietly.

As more students began to filter in for breakfast, the two of you received curious looks from other houses whilst the Slytherins were being downright hostile towards you.

“Hemmings, tell your pet badger to stay at their own table.” One of the older years called down and immediately you blushed. Luke, however, stood his ground.

“It’s breakfast. It’s not like we’re going to the common room.” He snarked back and a few people muttered before falling silent.

“Lu, I don’t want you to isolate yourself because of me.” You whispered and he shook his head.

“You’re my best friend and will be forever,” he promised, “they can get stuffed.”

—

second year

—

Part of you wondered if people would ever stop giving you filthy looks as you marched up to the Slytherin table, dripping wet and a snarl on your face.

You spotted the Hemmings that you wanted to talk to. 

The older ones laughed, but one of Luke’s brothers—Ben—gave you a concerned glance. You hadn’t noticed you had cuts littering your face. 

“Hey little badger, where’s Luke?” His question was casual, shutting up the Slytherin’s that laughed. The Hemmings brothers knew the reputation they had and used it wisely in the snake pit. 

“Your moron of a brother decided to learn agumenti but forgot that he has power behind his magic. He’s currently in the infirmary because the idiot got knocked out of the window and broke most of the bones on his right side.” 

“And you’re angry because?”

“He told me he didn’t want to see me.” You admitted much more quietly and Ben understood. 

“Go see your Head Girl little badger and get yourself cared for. I’ll go check in my little brother.” He got up and a few of his friends protested.

“You’re really going on the word of a blood traitor?” You felt your heart sink.

“They’re Luke’s best friend, even if he’s being an idiot right now. I’d trust them more than I’d trust your parents to tell me that the sky was fucking blue.” He snapped back, effectively ending the conversation. A few looked chagrined as he headed out of the hall and you went in search of the current Head Girl who was in your house.

“Get in a fight with the venomous tentacular again?” The tease made your anger recede as you found her and she healed the various cuts on your face before casting the drying charm.

“No, I just happen to be friends with a dumb boy who thinks he can master a powerful spell with no adult supervision.” You grouched and she laughed before ushering you into the badgers den.

“It’ll get easier. You might as well get changed and relax for the rest of the evening.” She advised and you complied, concerned about Luke.

He normally never turned you away, yet he didn’t want you in the hospital wing with him. 

As the year progressed, you found yourself welcomed less and less, most of your dorm mates jeering at the fact that Luke clearly didn’t want or need you. 

It hurt to be shut out so harshly and despite Ben being able to see what was happening, he was at a loss of what to do. 

His only offering was the fact that you should have the summer together with Luke at one point. 

But when you got off the train and watched as Luke didn’t even look your way as he rushed off to find his parents, you greeted yours sadly, a welcomed hug from your father being the only thing to stop the tears from falling in such a public place.

—

third year

—

The summer had been a disaster. You’d tried to send owls to Luke, but he refused to return them.

Despite making friends in both Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, most had other plans, holidays and obligations to attend. It was the first time summer had been so quiet for you. 

You didn’t protest the dancing lessons, nor the etiquette instructor your mother insisted on every year. 

That Luke wasn’t with you was neither here nor there. You knew that there would be betrothal contracts, and although you got final say on them—your father overruling your mother on this argument—you knew that eyes would be upon you and it was your duty to family to not cause a scene. 

Once more you found yourself on the Express, having said goodbye to your parents and kept yourself composed when you spotted Luke. He ignored you in favour of his friends and a small part of you reminded you of last year and the promise he’d made to you.

“Promises get broken dear, head up and move on.” Is what your mother had said. But that didn’t sit right with you. A promise made is to be a promise kept. And despite your father saying that it was the innocence of children that thought this, you shook your head stubbornly.

“You kept every promise to me growing up. If you couldn’t promise it, you never did.” 

He’d been surprised that you’d noticed that, but didn’t refute what you said. 

“Maybe Luke should take a leaf from my book then.” He’d calmly replied with. And despite that thought upsetting you that you knew he wouldn’t, you felt better than after your mothers attempts for comforts.

You found some friends and sat with them for the duration and tried your hardest to ignore when Luke finally knocked on the compartment door. 

“I need to talk to you.” Your anger reared its head and you couldn’t stop yourself.

“After nearly a year of you either barely speaking with me or outright ignoring me, I think the need to talk walked out of the door long ago. Get out Hemmings.” You snapped. 

He reeled back as if you’d slapped him before closing the door and carrying on. Your friends looked at you stunned but the subject moved on as fast as the train was moving.

Now that Ben had left the school and Luke being the remaining Hemmings, it wasn’t a shock to you that you were on the receiving ends of hexes from older Slytherins. 

You’d learned the shield charm in your previous years which deflected most of the hexes but some still struck and left you to retreat to the infirmary. 

Luke didn’t look at you for the entire year as your treatment from the Slytherin’s left you unwilling to be amongst the student population. 

By the end of the year, you’d sequestered yourself to the badgers den, only having to go a little ways to the Kitchens to get dinner from the elves. If anyone noticed or knew, they never said or brought it up. Even with Hogsmeade trips, you weren’t missed and that made your heart sink even further. 

When you got off the train that year, in your fathers embrace, he apparated almost instantly to let you cry on his shoulder and tell him about the year you had. 

You had to beg him not to storm over to the Hemmings’ residence, saying that it wasn’t worth it for you. 

Although he disagreed, he followed your advice. 

—

fourth year

—

This summer was certainly better than the last. Your friends had realised that they’d barely spent time with you and bombarded you with owls.

After short notes explaining what was happening, especially the treatment from your dorm mates, your friends were quite justly angry on your behalf. So for the entire summer, you were ferried between your various friends, enjoying the summer days and evenings.

You formed a tight friendship and with these friends, you all began to learn more curses and hexes to payback on those that had made your previous year miserable.

When you got back on the train once more, there was more laughter. 

You didn’t look at Luke once.

Your friends were vicious on your dorm mates, especially now that the majority of the Slytherins that had targeted you, had graduated. 

A few still tried, but realised that you fought back and had an array of vicious curses too. They soon left you alone.

It was as Christmas approached and you realised that this year would allow your year to finally attend the Yule Ball that was held each year. 

It made your heart sink as your friends paired off with other students and you accepted the fact that you would be attending alone.

Until you received a surprise note on  a Saturday, three weeks before the Ball. 

‘A flower for my apologies, and a token of our friendship. Promises broken aren’t fair to you, so with this token and my heartfelt apology, would you accompany to the Yule Ball?’ 

You had your suspicions, but the flowers made it clear.

Growing up you’d both been trained on the language of the flowers. The white tulip and lavender rose, twined together made your heart race.

He hadn’t spoken to you since second year and your heart still felt the implication of the flowers. Seeking forgiveness and either enchantment or love at first sight, you weren’t too sure. But you were hesitant, scared. 

So you sought him out.

You knew he was watching you as you left the great hall. You knew that he was going to be following soon after. So you waited until he could glimpse where you were going, to follow after.

Then you came to an unused classroom in the charms corridor. 

He stepped in moments later to be met with a wand pointed at him. He raised his hands, showing you that he was unarmed.

“After so long of not speaking, you do this and expect me to fall to my knees for you?” You both ignored the unintentional double meaning behind your words. Luke shook his head.

“I want this, us, to start again. I got lost in the politics of my house, and it was when both Jack and Ben sat me down and gave me a verbal beating did it dawn on me what I was doing.” 

“I cried for you, Hemmings. I cried because the one person I truly believed I could rely on broke his promise to me. do you know how often I got my friends to leave you alone when they got the Slytherins back for time times they hexed me into hiding?” Your words had a profound impact on him, anger showing on his normally stoic features.

“They did what?” His voice was dangerous now and you were reminded that his father was Head of the DMLE many years ago. 

“I thought you knew, that you would be laughing with them over the fact that I had hidden within the dens to escape being targeted.” You whispered sadly. The look of anger was replaced with sadness.

“We may have not been talking, but I would never do that to you. I hexed enough of my housemates enough times when they badmouthed you, I thought it was enough to give you a semblance of protection.” 

“That walked out of the door when Ben left.” Your tone had turned bitter and Luke felt his heart sink. Your own was trying to calm down.

“I’m so sorry.” He stepped forward, and hesitated. When you didn’t move, he closed the distance and his arms were around you.

You fought every urge to cry until the moment his arms were around you and then you couldn’t hold back a second longer. 

You weren’t too sure how much time had passed before you finally calmed down and he conjured a handkerchief carefully wiping it away before vanishing it. 

“Would you do me the honour of not only attending the ball with this stupid Slytherin, but maybe we can work together in the library?” His words brought a tearful smile to your lips.

“Yes to both, kind sir.” The look of hesitation had you giving him a curious one in return.

“Would the token of my affections allow me to kiss them?” And you giggled as you were hit with a memory from when you were both eight and he’d said the exact words to annoy the governess.

“Absolutely.” You murmured and his lips were on yours, soft and gentle. 

You melted into him before he pulled away, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Lets get to the library. I think I owe an apology to your friends too. First, shall we find Professor McGonagall? I’m sure if we asked nicely, she could transfigure these into a brooch of some sort.” His words were met with an enthusiastic kiss.

“Where do this leave us though?” You asked quietly as you took his offered arm. The two of you had done this so many times before, but it felt different this time.

“Would you at least consider, allowing me to court you?” And you felt your heart nearly stop.

“Luke, don’t joke with me about something that serious.” He offered you a nervous smile.

“I’m truly not. I’ve had no interest in anyone apart from you, despite what people may say. I’m not like my brothers. I’ve only ever wanted you, and when you told me off at the start of second year, I realised how badly I messed up.” 

“Then why didn’t you try again?”

“Because you were angry.” And you couldn’t blame him. You knew that when you were angry, being reasoned with was out of the question.

“So you decided to wait?” 

“I figured if I kept myself quiet, didn’t try to push myself into your life when I wouldn’t be welcomed, but offer a proper apology for my behaviour this year, you would be more willing to listen.” Again you knew he was right.

“If I said I don’t need to think about it because I’ve loved you since we were children, what would you say?” And he smiled.

“That you are a credit to your house, and that I may not deserve you, but I won’t let you go. Not a second time.” 

“I don’t think any wards in the world would save you from my father if he discovered you hurt me a second time. It was only because I begged him to let it go that you didn’t receive a personal howler from him.” And Luke flushed, but you leaned up to kiss his cheek.

“He’s going to make this difficult isn’t he?” And you shook your head.

“Not if I tell him we intend to be betrothed before we start next year. I think he knew we would get to this point eventually and accepted it long ago. And he’ll leave well enough alone if he decides to say anything about it. If I get to marry the person I love, he’ll be happy enough for me.” 

Luke Hemmings  Ashton Irwin  Michael Clifford  Part One

Calum is a pureblood and his whole family has been in Slytherin since Hogwarts began. If it wasn’t for the family history, Calum would be in Gryffindor

But they’re all really cool Slytherins that aren’t up Voldemort’s ass and don’t care about blood status

His older sister Mali Koa was in her fourth year when Calum was in his first year

Because of that word got spread around to the non-Slytherins and the first years that Calum will be good and he can be trusted

Since Calum has a really cool older sister, he was popular almost the second he got onto the train

He didn’t exactly like people constantly talking to him but he put up with it

It didn’t take long for rumors to reach Calum about the muggle-born Slytherin Ashton

People were talking shit about him and talking about how he doesn’t belong in Hogwarts let alone Slytherin

So Calum being Calum sought out Ashton and basically forced them to be friends

Now him and Ashton are super close so he’d never take it back

Calum has average intelligence

Like he’s not as smart as Ashton but not as stupid as Luke

He’s impulsive though. A total chaotic good

Like he’s a disaster and he often gets himself and others into trouble but only because he’s trying to do the right thing

That’s why he straight up tackled the guy making fun of the first year girl in his third year

His brain process went straight from “help her” to “ATTACK”

Even though Luke trusts Michael it took him a while to believe that Calum actually was a good guy

Then one day Luke told the group his now ex-girlfriend cheated on him and before Luke could blink Calum was on his feet looking for this chump

No one could stop Calum and once he found the guy, he straight up attacked him

The dude’s “crew” then jumped on Calum and the other three boys swooped in to help Calum. It was a good ol’ fashion fist fight

They all got detention since Calum started it but it was in detention while the boys were scrubbing the trophy room, they all bonded

That’s how the Core Four actually became the Core Four

Side note, no one but the four call them the Core Four. Others call them the Fearsome Four which is cooler but Luke doesn’t want to be scary

Calum is a chaser on the Quidditch team and he’s probably the best the school has seen in a while

Rapid fire

Best Class: Potions

Worst Class: History of Magic

Electives (seventh year): Alchemy, Advanced Potions, Muggle Studies

Wand: Reed (good for wizards that are bold and very protective friends), Unicorn Hair core

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Slytherin!Calum Headcanon 1

-Being a fourth year at Hogwarts and trying to muster up the courage to talk to Calum Hood.

-You had seen him in a few of your classes and had exchanged quick pleasantries when appropriate but never anything more than that.

-You sit across from him one day in the dining hall at the beginning of the year. It kind of becomes your unofficial assigned seat for the rest of the year when you're not sat according to houses. 

-Your friends tease you when they catch on that you may or may not have a slight crush on Calum. 

-They start to include him in conversations, asking him for opinions on hangout spots and so on. 

-His own group of friends chiming in knowing he’s had his eye on you since third year.

-One day a few Gryffindor sit where Calum and his friends usually sit, so when he finally gets to ‘his spot’ he’s kind of peeved about having to sit somewhere else.

-You catch him in the hallway the day after and as you’re walking past him you get the nerve to tap his shoulder stopping him in his tracks.

-“Save you a seat at lunch” You throw effortlessly already walking away from him.

-You miss his smile and Michael’s slight teasing as you try to rush away.

-You and your friends sit on opposite sides of the table so you can save a spot next to each of you just in case someone comes by. 

-Calum sliding next to you with a thanks.

-Your friend quips in “You have no idea the fight we had to put up to keep these seats free for you all.” 

-Rolling your eyes and actually having a full on conversation with Calum. Both of your friends leaving you two alone when they’re done.

-Not even realizing they’ve left. 

-Realizing its time for your next class. 

-Walking with one another and sitting next to each other, ignoring the fact that the seat you’re both in are not your original seats.

-Him holding your books for you while you adjust your cloak and he doesn’t give them back until you’re outside your common room. 

-Hugging him goodbye. 

-It becomes a regular thing to meet at lunch, walk to class together, and for him to walk you back to your dorm.

-Until one day its not, you're in the library studying for a test and he asks everyone where you are. Him finding you and sneaking you a sandwich because you missed lunch. Him sitting next to you in the library while you quietly study.

-Your hands tap the desk as you read and getting shushed multiple times by multiple people.

-He finally grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers and places your joined hands on his lap like its no big deal, but it really is and both of you kind of internally freak out about it. 

-Slytherin Lasthon is a deadly combo

-they're both cocky as fuck, but i feel like I say that about every Slytherin

-Luke and Ashton vibe really well and they feed off of each others energy-they both love attention

-so unlike other pairings, specifically one with Calum involved, Lashton is double trouble because neither of them are afraid of being open about their confidence

-they're a known tag-team pair-and they have no issues with it

-there are many MANY stories about the two Slytherin's and their 'conquests'

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I had a lot of fun with this :)

you had been visiting the room of requirement for a couple of months now. But the last couple of weeks something weird has been happening. It won’t open for you. you suspect it is because of someone else using the room. So you had been down in the library for a while. However, you try for the upteenth time when you see a door appear and a handle being twisted. so it isn’t you who made the door appear, but rather a person exiting the room. 

The first thing you notice is the green sleeves, and you immediate thought is Please don’t be him, but of course with your luck it is him. He opens the door fully and stops when he sees you. You see the panic in his eyes, but know that he isn’t about to go tell anyone. 

“So you are the one who has been using the room?” you ask just before he opens his mouth. 

“Well, no shit, I just exited”  he says in a flat voice. 

you look at him, like, really see him for the first time. His dark eyes which contrasts nicely to his robes as well as his bewitched blond hair, you know it is naturally dark, and you start to wonder, is he an metamorphmagus.

“Look, I’m not gonna pick a fight tonight, i just wanna study in peace.” 

Your voice is tired and you think you see his gaze softening. Must be a trick of the light. 

“What are you studying for?” 

“Bloody alchemy test” 

“You want me to help you?” he asks stepping closer.

“You want to help me? Do I look like a second year to you?”  

“I just overheard you talking to the professor and if you’re having trouble with it.. well I could help you.” he says taking another step towards towards you, his tall frame looming over you. 

“You eavesdropped on me?” it sounds more like a statement as you look at him, a brow cocked. 

“I was just passing by!” Calum tried to defend himself, but you swear you can see his ears turn a darker colour. 

“Fine, but if you start poking fun I’m gonna leave.” you say as you lead the way to the new door that has appeared in front of you. 

“That I can do.” 

Twisting the handle you look at Calum as you enter the room. He looks startled as he sees something behind you. It’s not your usual study room. It’s just a big soft looking bed filled with green and blue decorations. There is even a fireplace in the corner and white walls, it’s just the right amount of dreamy and airy. You can feel the heat rushing to your cheeks, and then you just know now Calum is smirking behind you. Before pressing himself to your back, hands snaking around your waist. 

“Gonna use this room or should we go to the library?” he whispers in your ear. 

You feel really conflicted, because on one hand you need a good grade, on the other you have been really stressed lately, so this might do some good for you. 

“Let’s use this bed.” you finally decide out loud and turn around in his embrace only to be met with his lips and body pushing you back onto the bed.