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Love at Hogwart: Part 2

Hey guys! Here’s part two of my short Jelsa-in-Hogwarts fanfic. 

Here’s part 1.

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The next day, Elsa was walking down the corridor towards the Great Hall when she noticed the stares and whispers directed towards her. She shook it off as she took a seat next to her sister, who was staring seriously at a Potions textbook.

"Someone seems pretty studious early in the morning," she commented as she loaded her plate with the delicacies placed before them.

Anna looked up and smiled, placing the book on the table. "And someone finally decided to show up for breakfast. What took you so long?"

"Frollo made me run a few errands early in the morning. Seems like he's still pissed about getting his ass kicked yesterday."

"Speaking of which," Anna grinned slyly and Elsa instantly knew she wasn't gonna like whatever her sister had on her mind, "what was all that with Frost yesterday, huh? You guys were getting pretty chummy."

Having mastered the skill of hiding her emotions in front of her sister -and anyone else for that matter-, Elsa just gave an indifferent shrug. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Elsa hoped the conversation would end there but obviously, Anna had other plans. "Oh come on!" Her sister insisted as she nudged her, "Everyone saw what happened yesterday. No one expected Jack to come bursting in the minute you were threatened."

Elsa continued to look indifferent as she calmly ate her food. "It was just a coincidence, Anna."

But Anna didn't seem to believe her as she stood up and shouldered her bag, her Potions textbook in hand. "Keep telling that to yourself." And just like that, she turned around and sashayed out of the Hall.

Elsa sighed, finishing her breakfast quickly before heading to her own class. Her legs were on autopilot as her mind wandered in thought, rerunning Anna's words in her head. She pretended not to notice all the attention she was receiving for just walking to her class.

Elsa was used to having attention on her all the time. She was the Head Girl after all. Students looked up to her while a few others even envied her, all for the same reasons. She was popular -she couldn't deny that- with the teachers and students. And she didn't mind the attention because that didn't change who she really was.

But this time... This time felt different. They were staring at her weirdly and whispers followed her everywhere. Assuming that another ridiculous rumour must've spread, Elsa didn't let the attention affect her as she entered her class and took a seat with Astrid.

They exchanged pleasantries and quietened down when Frollo entered their class. Elsa cast a quick glance around the class, noticing that Jack had not yet arrived.

She paused when she realised that she was searching for Jack -again- and looked forward stubbornly as Frollo placed a cauldron on his desk. He removed its lid and Elsa was suddenly met with a whiff of fresh air, like the winds that blow against your face when you're standing at a great height. The smell then changed into a weirdly familiar one, which reminded Elsa of all the days she spent playing in the snow with Anna.

"As I informed in our previous class, we shall finally be continuing your study of Amortentia. We're not gonna waste our time with the basics which you've already learnt last year. So, open your books to page 115 where y-"

"Made it!"

Elsa blinked in surprise as every head in the class turned to the door where Jack had made his grand entry by throwing open the huge wooden doors. His pure and child-like grin turned sheepish when met with the rest of the class and Elsa swore he turned pink and looked away in those two seconds when her eyes met his.

Seeing the enraged look on Frollo's face, Jack couldn't help but smirk. "Hello Professor," he bowed dramatically, tipping his imaginary hat.

"Mr. Frost-!"

"Mmmhm!" Jack interrupted him, taking a very deep breath before continuing, "Who the hell managed to sneak in chocolates! And is that the scent of year-old library books that I smell? What? Everyone forgot to bring textbooks or something?"

"Mr. Frost take your seat or get out of my class at once!" Frollo fumed, nostrils flaring as he struggled to keep calm. "Detention, Mr. Frost!"

Unfazed, Jack took his time to stroll to his place, knowing the effect he had on the professor.

Just as Frollo opened his mouth to talk, Professor Flora, the Gryffindor head, requested a few minutes to talk to him. Sighing in frustration, he stomped out of the class.

Whispers burst in the class, everyone discussing excitedly of Jack's announcement of the scents he smelt.

"Whom do you think it might be?" Asked Aurora, a Hufflepuff who was sitting behind Elsa and Astrid.

"Geez, I wonder," Astrid smirked, crossing her arms and leaning back as she looked directly at Elsa, "I wonder who loves chocolate and visits the library on a daily basis."

Elsa glared at her as she shoved her. Her eyes treacherously glanced at Slytherin Captain who was seated in the back of the class. He was casually listening to Flynn who was probably explaining why everyone was repeatedly glancing at him. Elsa watched as Jack turned red and whipped his head to look at her.

Both of them turned impossibly red and swiftly turned away; Elsa fanning air at her warm face while Jack ran his hand through his hair as he buried himself in his chair. Their brief moment was noticed by the entire class, all of whom exchanged sly glances at each other.

But before anyone could say anything, Frollo entered the class again and howled at them to open their books.

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Thump.

"Elsa..."

Thump.

"Elsa, it's not as bad as you think..."

Thump Thump.

"Elsa will you please just listen-"

Thump Thump Thump.

Sighing, Astrid got up from her seat and stood behind Elsa, lifting her head off the table before she could hit it on the furniture again.

Elsa stared miserably at the rest of her group, all of whom were staring at her. "My life's over..." She mumbled, leaning her head back to rest on Astrid's stomach as she closed her eyes.

"Calm down already, lass," Merida grumbled, fiddling with her long curls as she placed her feet on the table.

And even though they were sitting in Anna, Rapunzel and Merida's dorm in the Gryffindor Tower, Elsa discreetly pushed her feet off the table. But Merida just raised an eyebrow before placing them on the table again.

"Easy for you to say," Elsa sighed again, hands reaching up to hold Astrid's which were on her shoulders. "You're not the one who's rumoured to be dating Jack Frost."

"I'd rather die than let that happen," Merida snorted.

Elsa didn't bother to reply to that as she looked at her sister and cousin for a solution. "What can I do to get out of this mess?"

"You know," Astrid started, sitting next to Elsa before swinging an arm around her shoulders, "you could always tell everyone that you're secretly dating me."

Elsa raised an eyebrow but didn't object to it. "What about Hiccup?"

"Oh, I can just tell that I was dating him to hide the fact that I was actually dating the Head Girl instead," She waved it off.

Elsa scrunched her nose in thought as she rested her head on Astrid's shoulder, "With how things are going on now, that actually seems like a good solution."

Anna snorted, resting her chin on her palm as she propped her elbow on the table. "I'm sure once the initial shock wears off, everyone might actually believe that you both have been dating in secret. Hiccup would be heartbroken though."

Astrid smirked, her arm tightening around Elsa, "I'm sure I could set him up with someone else. Frost is the first option. Imagine if Hiccup started dating Snotlout." She snickered.

"As much as this conversation sounds interesting," Rapunzel cut in, unable to hide the grin on her face after imagining what Astrid just suggested, "I think it's about time we headed for dinner."

There were nods all around, except for Elsa who groaned and hit her head on the desk again. She flinched when she felt something prick her forehead, but ignored it as her emotional trauma was more concerning than any physical pain. "I don't wanna..."

"Oh suck it up and start moving already!" Astrid growled, grabbing her hands before yanking her out of her seat.

Elsa followed behind, head bowed as she trusted Astrid to lead her through the crowds into the Great Hall. Her forehead continued hurting but she ignored it again. Thoughts of the afternoon kept flooding in her head, especially how Astrid's comment was heard by all and within two periods, the gossip had spread throughout the school.

And to her surprise and mortification, many people believed this rumour and even asked her how long she'd been dating him. When she had replied that she was not dating anyone, they had proceeded to tell her how much they wished that Elsa and Jack were dating.

Which was incredibly embarrassing and shameful in her opinion.

They finally reached the Hall and Elsa bowed her head even lower, squeezing Astrid's hand a little tighter. Astrid squeezed her hand back in assurance and Elsa couldn't help but smile a little, sending a prayer to all the Gods above for giving her such a great friend.

But it seemed like the Gods liked Elsa a bit too much- when Astrid suddenly stopped as soon as they entered the Hall. She looked up in confusion and her heart dropped when she saw the cause of her troubles casually strolling into the Hall, accompanied by Flynn.

Her heart skipped a beat -out of attraction or fear, she wasn't sure- when he looked at her and their eyes met. She meant to quickly turn away and act as if nothing happened, but her heart continued thundering in her rib cage as he walked towards her, eyes set solely on her. Her legs were almost shaking as he stood before her and she was gripping Astrid's hand so tight that she heard the blonde wince in pain.

And to everyone's surprise, Jack lifted his hand and reached for her forehead. And Elsa was sure that she had died on that spot.

"Snow Queen, what the heck did you do to your forehead?"

My what?

Elsa blinked in confusion and her hand slowly went up to touch her forehead. "What do you mean...?" She touched the side of her forehead but felt nothing, which just increased her confusion.

Jack tsk'ed in irritation and grabbed her hand gently, his other hand reaching to the center of her forehead. "Not there, dummy. Here."

He pressed the spot and Elsa hissed when sudden pain shot throughout her forehead.

"Ow!" She yelped, both hands touching the spot where it hurt. She felt wetness on her finger and saw a tiny drop of blood on her fingertip.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" Jack apologized quickly, slowly pulling her hands away from her face to examine her cut.

The cut on her head -which she assumed was formed when she was repeatedly banging her head on the table- was less painful than her actual headache which was probably why she never noticed it- though she felt it prick. But all thoughts of her forehead and the rumours flew out of her head when she felt his gentle touches on her forehead.

Jack stared at the cut for a few more seconds before he started searching through his pockets. "Where did I keep the bandage..." He muttered, patting his pant's back pockets.

"Oh, I think I have one..." Rapunzel stepped forward, inserting her hands through her own pockets.

"No, it's okay, I found it." Jack shot her a smile before pulling out a bandage. He turned to Elsa, opening the bandage as he muttered. "How the hell did you even get it cut...?"

"Um, sorry..." Elsa replied sheepishly, watching as he gingerly peeled the back wrapper off the bandage.

He just muttered something under his breath, reaching up to put it on her cut.

"Oh no, it's okay, I can do it by myself..." Elsa took a step back, her hands reaching up to take the bandage from his hands.

But Jack just raised an eyebrow and after a staring contest which lasted for a few seconds, Elsa finally relented, sighing as she closed her eyes. She opened them but kept her gaze glued to the ground, heat spreading across her face till the tips of her ears.

Once he was done, Jack gave a slow hum of approval. And just when Elsa thought this torture was over, she was surprised yet again when he patted her head, causing her to look up at him for once.

"Don't be such an airhead, Ms. Head Girl." And just like that, he shot her a smile before walking away to his table.

Elsa would have stood there, dazed, for the rest of the day, if not for the unsettling silence in the Hall full of students. And that's when she realised that everyone had seen what had happened.

Oh fuck.

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My life is ruined...

Elsa groaned, pulling her knees closer to her chest before burying her face in them. Why on earth did Jack have to be so sweet to her in front of the whole goddamn school? Why didn't he just be mean like how he usually was? And even if he did want to be sweet, why in front of everyone?!

She let out another tired sigh and shifted her head, placing her hands below her face. The bandage on her forehead brushed against her hand and Elsa's mind reran the entire moment once again, just for the sake of torturing her.

Shaking her head, she decided it was about time she joined the others inside. But just when she got up to leave, she spotted two figures in a short distance.

"I should probably tell them to get in. Its almost curfew after all," Elsa muttered, walking towards them. On the way, she adjusted her bangs, mentally thanking Rapunzel for covering the bandage using her hair-styling techniques.

The closer she walked towards them, the clearer she could hear their voices, which seemed really familiar. And Elsa paused, eyebrows furrowing when she recognised the owners of the voices. Looking around, she quickly slunk behind a tree, ignoring the logical side of her that said that eavesdropping was bad.

What the heck are Jack and Hans up to, especially after yesterday?

"Is it really hard for you to leave me alone?" Jack raised an eyebrow, slipping his hands into his pockets casually. "I mean, I know I'm attractive dude, but I'm not interested in guys so..."

"You're too cheap to attract me, Frost," Hans countered, his voice sounding casual but Elsa noted the sarcasm and hostility hidden in it, "but I do know who you're attracted to."

Elsa's breath was caught in her throat at those words.

So he has someone whom he likes...?

"You're not the first to know, buddy," Jack replied. "Trust me when I tell you that people around me noticed my crush way before I figured it out myself."

"Hm. Then you must also know that she's way out of your league and you'd just ruin her reputation by even getting close to her. Such a pity, isn't it? Frost can't date the girl he likes 'cause she'll never like him back." Hans sneered.

Though it was slight and barely noticeable, Elsa felt the temperature drop as Jack tightened his grip around his staff. Hans didn't seem to notice or he at least pretended not to notice as he continued smirking smugly. He strolled forward and placed a hand on Jack's shoulder, though Jack kept his gaze firmly stuck to the ground. He said something softly, before turning around and walking away.

Elsa shifted her gaze from his retreating form to Jack's dejected one, and finally decided to come out of hiding.

"Frost?" She called out, pretending to have just arrived, "what are you doing here?"

Jack didn't reply for a few seconds, which gave Elsa the time to walk closer and stand in front of him.

"Um, Jack?" She called him again.

Confused by the lack of response, Elsa reached out to place her hand on his shoulder when suddenly, his hand shot up and grabbed her wrist. Her heard thumping loudly, Elsa stared with wide eyes how Jack stepped closer to her, putting mere inches of distance between them.

"Tell me Snowflake," Jack breathed out and Elsa bit her lip when the smell of mint ice cream -which he probably had for dinner- hit her nose.

How can his breath smell so good when mine stinks of chocolate?!

"Do you have a crush on Hans Westergaard?" He asked softly.

All the embarrassment she felt was replaced with confusion and disgust in a fraction of second. "What?" Elsa blinked, nose scrunching in repulsion, "Ew, gross, no! I have a certain amount of respect for everyone in this school except him! He's the asshole who played with my sister's feelings!"

"So you'd never fall for him?"

"Of course not!"

"Good." Jack nodded, showing a small smirk as he leaned closer to her, "I'd be so disappointed if your crush had been that guy."

Elsa turned red again and stubbornly looked off to the side before muttering, "Whom I have a crush on has nothing that concerns you."

Even if you are the crush in question.

Again, there was no reply from him which prompted Elsa to look up at him. Their eyes met, and Elsa couldn't bring herself to look away. And with intense embarrassment, she realized that she actually liked the close-up view of his beautiful electric blue eyes. It was kinda awkward staring directly into someone's eyes for many seconds. Yet, as much as her head screamed at her to look away, Jack had her completely under his spell.

Pinching herself to break her out of her trance, Elsa finally forced her head to turn away. She almost sighed in relief when he stepped back as well. The tension was so thick in the air that Elsa couldn't breathe properly. And just before their awkwardness could increase, Jack broke the silence, saying, "So... you free on Hogsmeade visit day next week?"

"I... haven't made any plans yet," Elsa admitted.

"Cool. You wanna come with me?" He asked casually, starting to walk towards the Great Hall with his hands shoved into his pockets.

Elsa froze, going into shock mode as she processed his words.

Did he just ask me out on a possible date...?

Hearing her lack of reply, Jack stopped and turned around. "You don't have to force yourself. It's completely your choice."

"Huh-?" Elsa stammered, blinking a few times before clearing her throat. "Ah, its not that I don't want to. I was just... surprised." She caught up to him and they walked side-by-side.

"So...?"

Elsa breathed deeply, trying to calm her raging blush as she replied, "I'd love to."

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Hope ya’ll liked it.