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heaven4lostgirls · 6 days ago

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Can I request a Regulus x Reader where they both get into a fight and he starts saying something in French which, normally ends the fight but, she's extremely pissed and instead of the argument ending she retorts back and continues on in another language(preferably Russian), while crying (bc she gets worked up easily) and he doesn't think anything of it bc she does this quite often, and at the end of pouring her heart out in another language she storms off. Regulus is shocked but, doesn't think much of it till he can't find her for several days which turns out, she's avoiding him bc she's genuinely upset. He gets a hold of her in the library a week later and talks things out with her calmly and she does end up breaking down again but in his arms this time.

I don't have a specific thing that the argument if over but maybe something along the lines of him lying/being secretive to her or maybe him not being completely open and kinda cold which is making her feel bad and slightly unloved.

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

summary: request above!

warnings: mentions of blood purity, sirius running away and regulus being traumatized, also all translations were done using google translate (sorry)

word count: 2.1K

a/n: loved this ask, hope it measures up to what you wanted!

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“Why won’t you just talk to me!” you plead as you rush after Regulus. Something had been off the past couple of days, he was pulling away from you and you had no idea why.

You knew what Regulus was like when he self-isolated, and this was exactly that. He was closed off, cold and frankly not the boy you knew.

He seemed to start walking faster at the sound of your voice as his hands clenched around his textbooks.

“Regulus!” you pleaded as your grasped onto his robes to pull him to stop outside of the Slytherin common room.

“Don’t touch me!” he spun around and hissed at you. You gasped in shock at the cold glare on his face as you pulled your hand back shakily.

“Sorry” you murmured as you looked at your feet, “I needed to get you attention” you added.

You could see a flicker of pain pass through his eyes before his emotionless mask was put back in place.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” He simply stated and you just blinked at him.

“…Okay.” You acquiesced before looking at him straight, “Why?”

He fixed you with an unbothered upturn of his chin, “Why? Why what?”

You took a deep breath before answering, he really was staring to piss you off.

“Why don’t you want to talk to me?” you ask through gritted teeth.

“I’m busy” he replied impatiently, and you couldn’t believe it.

Busy? Since when? He hadn’t spoken to you in over 3 days and his only reply was that he was ‘busy’. Bullshit.

“Bullshit.” You scoff and watch as shock graces his features.

“Too busy to let your own sodding girlfriend know you’re alright?” you ask as you jab a finger into his chest.

He only maintains his unbothered façade as he watches you uninterestedly.

“Fucking say something then!” you yell.

All he can do is roll his eyes.

“You’re being emotional Y/N. it’s unbecoming of a pureblood lady, did your mother teach you anything?” he scoffs snidely, and you can feel the tears welling in your eyes.

“You’re being mean Regulus.” You say with a quiver in your voice and watch as his face falls a bit at the tears in your eyes.

“Mon amour-” Regulus starts as he lifts his hand to cup your face, but you can only shake your head as you push him away as you wipe your own eyes.

Regulus’ heart aches at the sight of your tears and you refusing his affection, so he reverts to his roots, something he knows you have a weak spot for.

“Désolé mon amour, pouvons-nous en finir avec ça s'il te plaît ? Je n'avais pas l'intention de te faire pleurer.” Regulus says softly and waits for your tears to dry and for you to lift your head with that shy smile he loves so much. [I’m sorry my love, can we be done with this please? I didn’t mean to make you cry]

Only, you don’t. You seem to freeze at the sound of his French and your gaze grows cold and despondent.

You drop your hands from your cheeks as you straighten and look at him. The anger in your eyes has him double checking, he’s so used to his French being able to get through to you.

You always enjoyed the fact that the both of you were bilingual, a commonality between each other that was cherished.

But you had grown tired of Regulus using it against you to sweet talk you into forgiving him for every misgiving.

“Иди на хуй” you hiss and watch as shock spreads over his features. [fuck you.]

“Ты не можешь просто так сидеть там и сладко разговаривать со мной по-французски после каждой ссоры. Особенно после того, как я провела последние три дня, думая, что ты всё еще меня любишь. Ты не имеешь права мне в лицо говорить, что я чистокровная. Кстати, спойлер: ты тоже! Не думай, что я твоя песочница, которая будет молчать и терпеть твои истерики только потому, что ты Блэк.” You speak sharply and unwavering as he looks at you dumbfoundedly. [You don't get to sit there and sweet talk me in French after every argument. Not after I've spent the last three days wondering if you still love me. you don't get to throw it in my face that I'm a pureblood. which, spoiler alert! so are you! Don't mistake me for one your lapdogs that will sit back and take your temper tantrums just because you're a Black.]

He tries to reach for you but all you can do is push him away as you walk through the door of the Slytherin common room and into your dorm where you lay in your bed and sob.

The following days are monotonous at best, you get up, go to your classes, avoid Regulus at any given chance and go back to your dorm.

People have clearly picked up that something had happened between the two of you. Besides the fact that Regulus had tried looking for you anytime he was outside of his dorm, asking everyone you knew if they knew where you were, Barty and Evan had stopped by your dorm to ask why they had stopped seeing you around.

You had politely told them a shortened version of what had gone on and waved them out of the dorm before they could utter another word, only catching a glimpse of their sympathetic expressions.

Regulus had thus figured out that you were ignoring him, purposefully. Barty and Evan had given him shit as soon as they had walked into the dorms that same evening after having talked with you.

They watched in live time as Regulus’ already deathly pale face drained even more. Sure, he thought the fight was bad, but he had never not been given the chance to apologise and make it right with you.

The fight hadn’t really been weighing on his mind until now. Most couples fought, and this fight was just another one your lovers’ spats right? He’d apologise and you’d forgive him, like you always did…right?

That also proved wrong as Regulus couldn’t seem to find you anywhere for the next days, and by Merlin did he try. He waited outside of your classes until he had to be threatened by professors or prefects with detention.

He tried to catch your gaze during lessons, but you had pointedly decided to not look away from your textbooks.

He had tried to walk up to you and your friends at lunch but had been met with multiple wands to the face and threats of hexes he doubted were actually real the more he thought about it.

All until it finally culminated to the highest form of desperation, asking his brother for help. To the shock of Regulus, his brother had actually been somewhat of a genius as he leant Regulus two very invaluable items.

“Of course, you have one of the deathly hallows” Regulus sighed as he grasped the cloak Sirius held out to him with a shit eating grin as he opened his mouth to begin to explain.

“I do not care to know of where you got it from, I only care that you have it and that it helps me accomplish what I need” Regulus says simply and watches delightfully as Sirius’ smile drops into a pitiful pout.

Regulus tilts his head towards the blank parchment in his brother’s hand which brings back the smile on his face as he shows Regulus how the map works.

Regulus is unfortunately impressed with the magic, not that he would ever admit it. He haphazardly expressed his gratitude in a simple “Thank you” and a hug that lasts too long in Regulus’ opinion.

He uses the map the next day to find you in the library, fortunately alone and in a secluded section. He quickly throws the cloak over his form as he walks briskly towards the library.

His exhales shakily as he glances at the map multiple times to make sure you don’t leave.

As he reaches the door to the library, he waits for a student to walk out as he sneaks past and towards the seating area where you sit.

His heart flutters as he catches sight of you, even focused and clearly sleep-deprived he thinks you may be an angel sent just for him.

He walks quietly towards you as he stops right behind you. He takes a quick look around and notices everyone else in the library conveniently far enough away that they would not be distracted about his next actions.

In an uncoordinated movement he grasps your hand and tugs you out of your chair. You yelp and try to tug your arm out the invisible force holding you captive.

“Merlin and Morgana both!” you hear being hissed in front of you as you’re pulled towards a secluded corner in the library by the force. You push your heels into the carpeted floor of the library and hear a grunt and what sounds like a “fucking hell” before you reach the corner.

Regulus quickly whips the cloak off his body and watches as shock passes through your face before you compose yourself and turn to walk off.

“Wait!” Regulus pleads and tugs at your hand again. You turn back to fix your gaze on where his hand rests and he pulls it off immediately.

You turn back to him and make a motion with your hand for him to ‘get on with it.’ He nods before starting to talk.

“I wanted to apologise, I didn’t realise I had hurt you- no, Well I did. I just didn’t really care- Wait! That’s not what I meant, I just meant that I’m a dick, and I hurt you which is not what I meant and I understand that you’re upset-” he rambles and you have to conceal your snort of laughter with a cough as he looks up in embarrassment

“Regulus” you interrupt him, and he stops immediately, back straightening and looking at you with a kicked puppy expression.

“What are you doing?” you sigh.

He looks confused, “Apologising?” he asks.

You shake your head, “do you even know why I’m upset?” you ask tiredly.

“I was being rude to you which, okay, yes but-” he starts again, and you can only shake your head again.

“I’m upset because you made me feel unloved” you state and watch as he gapes for a bit before shutting his jaw with a click.

“What?” he asks.

“You were ignoring me” you start, and you can feel your eyes beginning to burn again as you look up and try to blink your tears away before continuing.

“You stopped talking to me Regulus. I spent three days waiting and waiting and waiting for you to come to me, I kept asking you to talk to me, to tell me what was wrong you just didn’t” you say helplessly as tears fall down your face.

You wrap your arms around your middle as you watch him look at you with a heartbroken expression.

“Y/N” he pleads, and you can only shake your head.

“Y-you threw my blood purity in my face when you know it doesn’t matter to me. You were so cold, and so m-mean” you sniffle and wipe your tears as they cascade down your face.

Regulus lets out a wounded sound and goes to wrap his arms around you before thinking better and letting them fall limply to his sides.

“You were so mean; I was just trying to help, and you made me think I was stupid for caring about you!” you say, and you watch as tears well in Regulus’ eyes.

“So yes you were rude” you say with a sniff before adding, “but you made me feel so inferior” you whisper as you cry.

You don’t hear Regulus move but when you start to blink blearily, there’s Slytherin robes in front of you and the smell of Regulus’ expensive cologne in your nostrils.

“Can I hold you?” he whispers, and you throw yourself into his arms as you cry into his sweater.

He holds you tightly as he runs his hands through your hair, “I know, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry” he murmurs into your hair as he rubs your back.

As your crying reduces to small sniffled, you pull back with an embarrassed smile.

“Hi love” Regulus murmurs as he cups your face, you go to speak but Regulus just shakes his head, “my turn now, please?” he asks softly and all you can do is nod.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I was having a bad day- week, rather- but that doesn’t excuse how I treated you, I’ve never had someone to talk to, especially since, well, since Sirius left home really. It’s always been easier to shut down and isolate than talk about what’s going on, and I guess Barty and Evan have never been those friends to talk about emotions either so I never realised that I could with you?” he says ashamedly and all you can do is nod softly.

“I’ll do better, I promise, I’ll try to talk to you, it won’t be easy but I need you to know that I’m willing to try if you’re willing to let me make it up to you?” he asks hopefully.

You smile softly before letting out a small, “Yeah”

He opens his mouth to talk again and all you can do is hug him.

“It’s okay, well, not how you spoke to me, but us, we’re okay” you murmur into his neck, and you can feel his smile as he squeezes you tighter.

“Yeah?” he asks softly.

“yeah” you reply as you snuggle into him.

“You’re still a bitch for sneaking up on me though” you add.

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hlficlibrary · 4 months ago

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✤ Flower Shop Fics ✤

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kpostedsum · 4 years ago

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daddy issues; D.M

summary: you and draco bond over issues in 6th year

word count: 2.4k

warnings: err angst, comfort, illusions to sex

song: daddy issues (the remix) - the neighbourhood

a/n: i tried not to make it stereotypical bc i didn’t wanna make it seem all “i like older men lol”, probably my fav fic i’ve written, also arent these anime gifs so cute

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Take you like a drug

I taste you on my tongue

Tongues battling for dominance, bodies rubbing against each other searching for a feeling. It’s become routine now, a different person in your dorm swallowing a new pill, entangling limbs with someone just to feel something.

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I'll forget

And you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you'll do for a friend

It was a constant cycle, putting yourself out there seeking the male attention you crave, seeking validation, constant reassurance and trusting too easily. That’s how you ended up with a different guy who always in the end leaves. You trusted too easily and people took advantage of how trusting and naive you are just for a quick shag.

You wished it wasn’t like this but that’s all you knew, wanting to be the best version of yourself for someone just to feel needed, no matter if the person was good or bad for you. You didn’t care, you wanted love from anyone you could get it from even if it just hurt you more.

You’re familiar with the absence, something stable made you feel a bit wary. It wasn’t something you were used to. Your father wasn’t the most present in your life, and even though he's there, he's never really there.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

You always wondered where you went wrong, he preferred your siblings over you and doesn't pay you a piece of his mind. Constantly going out of your way to get his attention whether it was academically or acting a certain way just to get some sort of reaction. But he was too preoccupied with his other children, even if they were from your mom or his affairs.

That’s how you found yourself right now sitting in the astronomy tower past curfew watching the rain fall, trying to clear your head while humming softly to yourself to keep yourself distracted.

You hear distant chattering from below and quickly get up from where you were sitting and make your way to your dorm unnoticed by anyone.

Except one person, Draco Malfoy.

I tried to write your name in the rain

But the rain never came

So I made with the sun

The shade

Always comes at the worst time

He’s seen you before, you’re known around Hogwarts for how you put yourself out there and how ‘desperate’ you are for some affection. He almost feels bad for you, but he’s in no place to judge. With his dad in Azkaban Draco had so much more to worry about, like his task and how he can succeed. But there was something about you that intrigued him that he couldn't ignore.

He saw you again in transfiguration the next day and noticed a few hickeys littering your neck that you had tried to cover but it didn’t work. He wondered why you gave yourself up to so many people, but once again he was in no place to judge. He noticed the way your tongue would stick out when you focused extra hard, the way your hands would tighten around your quill when you got a question wrong and your face.

The same face that many boys including the older years would fawn over, the face that entranced and attracted many, the face of someone who would do anything for someone for some affection and the face of someone who seeked out all the wrong things.

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I'll forget

And you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you'll do for a friend

You walk out of transfiguration on your way to the owlery to send a letter to your parents and feel eyes watching you everywhere. You like it, the attention, it’s something that you thrived in, but you couldn’t help but feel a new set of eyes on you.

Once you reached the owlery you realized you weren't the only one there, Draco Malfoy was also there sending a letter to who you assumed was his mother.

“y/n, right?” he asked, trying to spark a conversation.

“Yea, listen i’m sorry about what happened with your father i know you really looked up--”

“Dont worry about it, he wasn’t as good an influence as I made him out to be,” he sighed, looking away.

“My dad isn’t the best either if i’m being honest, i guess we’re in the same boat” you let out a light chuckle.

And that’s how you found yourself hanging out with draco malfoy bonding over your shared issues.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues

It’s been weeks since you two started hanging out since the interaction in the owlery and have been getting closer ever since. You both sat down together in the astronomy tower, backed against the wall as the cool wind blew against your faces. The aura between you two was calm, a comfortable silence.

“So tell me about your dad, how is it with him in Azkaban?” you asked, tilting your head towards him.

“Mother’s not taking it well” he frowned. “I can’t even say potter’s wrong for getting him locked up because he deserves it. All my life he praised the dark lord and taught me to be selfish and always defend my blood, but he was never there for me when I needed him. I would have done everything just to hear ‘i’m proud of you’ but it never came. It’s worse now because mother’s all alone. I wish I could have stayed with her” he sighed looking out the tower watching the stars twinkle.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been much quieter this year as well, you stopped making fun of people. It’s not that nice on the receiving end huh?” you said with a teasing look on your face.

He shook his head at you scooting closer to you, it’s like the demeanor between you two have changed over the past few weeks. You found yourself pining over him rather than being in someone's bed. But this is how the cycle always goes, you get attached and they leave, you couldn’t help but hope this wasn’t the situation this time.

“Tell me about your father”

Daddy stuck around but he wasn't present

Cheated on your mom but she never left him

First I didn't get it, now I understand

He broke her heart, left money in her hand

So everything got paid for

She made sure you and your brother had way more

Than she ever had growing up

And when you told me the whole story I felt like throwing up

“ I don't know if i’d even call him my father at this point, he doesn't want me.” you sighed. “He's been cheating on my mum for years now and she still won't leave him because she thinks they can work it out. He’s had affairs with different pureblood women and has children with them. But what hurts the most is how he treats them as his own children and treats me as if I don't exist” you said, looking down as tears pooled your eyes.

Draco moved closer to you and brought his arm around your shoulders for a sense of comfort and waited for you to catch your breath so you can continue.

“I just want him to love me” you cried. “I go out my way to try and get his attention with my school work but it never works. That's why I get along with so many guys. I seek the validation, the comfort and the reassurance that I can get from him from others and I am so tired of it. I just want him to want me draco.” tears slipping out your eyes as you looked up at him, you’ve never confessed this to anyone before.

“Everyone always leaves, please don't leave me” you cried

“I’m not going anywhere” he turned his face towards you, leaning forward cautiously as if you were made of glass.

You leaned forward, wanting the exact same thing. Both very hesitant he gently pressed his soft lips against yours and they moved together in sequence, only taking a break to go back to his dorm and to breathe, limbs tangled together for the rest of the night until the sun rose.

I can see it on your face it was rough left a bad taste on your tongue

And she didn't even take any drug

She would rain all day

Couldn't wait for her son to shine

And you made it shine

There when she cried, you saved her life

It's been a week since that night in the astronomy tower and draco had already been avoiding you. It’s humiliating, but you should have known. You thought the ‘bond’ you had with him would last, it felt so genuine this time. So real.

You’d see him around the halls snogging pansy on your way back to the ravenclaw tower, lowering your head down so he wouldn’t be able to see you so you could get by quickly and unnoticed.

But he saw you.

He stared you right down in your teary eyes as he made out with pansy. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of betrayal, for someone who promised he wouldn’t leave you like everyone else, he did the exact same.

You did the only thing you knew of, you ran.

I keep on trying to let you go

I'm dying to let you know

How I'm getting on

I didn't cry when you left at first

But now that you're dead it hurts

This time I gotta know

Where did my daddy go?

I'm not entirely here

Half of me has disappeared

Draco followed you to the girls lavatory, hearing your shallow cries coming from one of the stalls. He approached the stall you were in trying not to make too much noise so he doesn't startle you.

He felt awful.

He promised he would never leave you, after you both poured your hearts out to each other but he still left. He had too, he was putting you in danger just by being with him. If Voldemort ever found out about you and hurt you he wouldn't be able to live with himself, that's why he took it upon himself to hurt you first.

“y/n are you in here?” he called out even though he knew the answer.

You recognized that familiar voice anywhere. “What do you want draco?” you said, trying to make it seem as if you weren’t just crying.

“I want to talk to you, please”

“No,” you said getting up and pushing yourself out of the stall. “You don't get to just throw me away after I told you everything and just come back into my life like nothing ever happened. Just go away, that's all you guys are good for” you spat.

“Just listen to me, it was to keep you safe. I didn;t want to but i couldn't bear seeing you hurt” he tried to explain.

“Safe?” you laughed. “ and what exactly do i need saving from, malfoy.”

“From me” he said as he pulled up his sleeve revealing his dark mark to you. Your body instantly tensed, you knew he was having problems and his family was involved with the dark lord but you never knew it was like this.

“Draco i-” you tried to say something but the words were stuck in your throat. He stood there looking at you desperately like he was waiting for you to tell him everything was okay, you wanted to be there for him but you didn’t know what to do. You trusted him with everything but he couldn't trust you with this? You thought the bond you had made would have made him trust you in the slightest, but clearly it's always you who’s more trusting.

“Why didn't you tell me?” you managed to say, your voice hoarse.

“I thought you’d leave me, you were the only good thing i had. Please don't leave me” he begged, salty tears escaping his eyes and running down his cheeks as he looked at you with desperation.

“So you thought pushing me away by snogging pansy was better?” you yelled, as he continued to look at you slightly taken aback by your lashing out.

“You know what, go ahead and cry little boy. You know that your daddy did too, you know what your mama went through. You gotta let it out soon, just let it out” you taunted walking closer to him looking straight into his teary eyes.

“This time I'll be the one that leaves.” and with that you were gone.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

It’s been months since that night in the girls lavatory, and you missed him. You wanted to visit him in the hospital wing once you heard what happened with Harry Potter, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. He left you, and you were tired of always going back to people who just hurt you.

Now here you were at the battle of Hogwarts, standing with everyone while Voldemort and his death eaters stood across from you all.

“Draco, draco come here” you heard narcissa call from across the scene. He looked hesitant, as if he was waiting for someone to stop him but no one did. So he started walking over to his parents.

But you grabbed his hand.

“Stay please” you whispered looking up into his eyes.

He looked back at his parents and back at you like he was contemplating his answer.

“I’ll stay”

If you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

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emelywrites · 4 years ago

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Hey love I hope you are safe💞 I am in love with platonic Sirius Black x (lesbian) reader fan fics where Sirius helps reader to get the girl they are in love with and him being the best boy friend every lesbian wants to stand up for them when ppl talks shit. I don't know if I helped you or you find this lame. Anyway I love your writing and I hope you have a beautiful day❤🧡💛💚💙💜

Hi! Thanks so much. I hope I can do your request justice, because this is so sweet. When I came out as bi, my parents started telling me that it’s just a phase and I just needed to find the right guy. I just want everyone to know that this is a safe space for everyone and I hope that I didn’t completely misrepresent you in this story, so please enjoy! 🏳️��🌈

Warnings: Language, bad parents, insecurities, angst, slight heteronormative behavior

Best Friends

Sirius and you had known each other since birth. You were both from prestigious pureblood families and your mothers were obsessed with the idea that you would get married one day and have all these perfect pureblood babies. Just before the beginning of your first year you started spending less time with your family, which, consequently, led to you spending less time with the Black-family and therefore Sirius as well. Truth was, you didn’t quite like the concepts of world that you grew up with and even though Sirius was your best friend you were distancing yourself from him, in fear that he was fully indulged in his family’s ideals.

When you entered the Great Hall, you did so on your own. You saw Sirius but he didn’t see you because he had found new friends on the train. And frankly, it had been you who had ignored him for months before. Sirius’ name was called before yours and you wouldn’t look up at him until you heard the hat sorting him into „GRYFFINDOR“. You looked at him and saw the grin spreading on his face. Sirius, your best friend whom you had been to scared to tell your very anti-Slytherin thoughts, was a Gryffindor. Not a Slytherin. You had heard the gasps from everyone in the hall, including your own, when Sirius Black was sorted into bloodtraitor-Gryffindor-House.

Then it was finally your turn (you weren’t awaiting it, whatever was going to happen, you weren’t going to be comfortable). You slowly ascended the stairs, coming to a stop in front of Professor McGonagall who gave you a sympathetic smile when she saw your nervousness. You felt small ease wash over you when she did. The hat was placed on your head when you sat down.

„Y/N Y/L/N, you’re not much of a Slytherin, dear. Your family’s gonna be pissed but you’re without a doubt a GRYFFINDOR!“

Your eyes widened in shock as another round of gasps went through the hall. But when you looked to the Gryffindor table, seeing Sirius cheering the loudest of them all, overpowering the shock, a wide smile spread on your face and you immediately went to him and hugged him. Sirius introduced you to his friends and again, you were as inseparable as ever. Even more so, because now, the cards were on the table. You were on the same page against pureblood-mania and stood through all the bullying and disgracing from your families together.

After you had just gotten close to Sirius again you fell apart a bit again during fifth year. Sirius had become a proper ladies-man. Being one of the oldest boys in the year, and, even you couldn’t deny it, quite a handsome one as well, he had all of the girls running after him. All except you. You were more into the girls that were running after your best friend. But of course you couldn’t tell anyone, especially Sirius, because he didn’t miss a chance to flirt with them.

„Mate“, James said to Sirius one evening in the common room when you weren’t there, „(Y/N)’s like really into you.“

Sirius laughed. „I beg your pardon? (Y/N) can’t be into me.“

„Why not?“, Peter chimed in, „She’s been avoiding you since you’ve been getting all the girls.“

„Exactly. She’s jealous“, James agreed.

„Pretty sure that’s not it“, Remus didn’t even look up from his book to throw in his thought.

„Yeah, (Y/N) and I are like best friends, all friendships have dry patches that doesn’t mean she’s into me“, Sirius thought out loud, „Besides, us being a couple would probably make our parents happy, cause pureblood babies, you know? That wouldn’t fit with the vibe.“

James and Peter looked at him with an „If you say so“-look that prompted Sirius to investigate. One Hogsmeade weekend he took you to the Three Broomsticks. You sat drinking your butterbeers as you were explaining the recent Charms-task to him. You did so rather unenthusiastically which made Sirius believe his friends may have been right. You always used to be excited to be going over Charms-work, especially because you were happy it meant he studied for once.

„(Y/N)“, you looked up at him when he called your name, „Do you have a crush on me?“

Your eyes widened in shock and as they did, his mimicked that. Oh god, he was right. Then you started laughing.

„Merlin, no. No offense, you’re not really my type“, you said through laughter.

„Oh, thank Merlin! That could have ruined our friendship“, he laughed along.

When your laughter died down you spoke up again. „Sorry, I’ve been distanced. I assume this was James’ idea?“, Sirius nodded, „We both know he’s not really good at reading girls. Exhibit A“, you pointed at the corner of the room, where Lily Evans was sitting as James was talking to her, not noticing her obvious disinterest.

Sirius laughed shortly before he answered. „But then, why have you been distanced?“

„I was jealous. All those girls running after you. Some of them, like, super hot and intelligent, dumbing themselves down to appeal to you. And last week you- Last week you were flirting with Maya.“

Sirius threw you a confused glance. He didn’t quite keep up with all the girls he flirted with. There were quite a few. You rolled your eyes.

„She’s a Ravenclaw. We have potions and transfiguration with them. You know, the only two classes where you don’t have all my attention? We’ve been spending a lot of time together, studying and talking and all. I’m-,“ you hesitated, „I have a crush on her.“

Sirius’ eyes widened in realization and when he didn’t answer for about two minutes, tears started collecting in your eyes and you started gathering your things.

„I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have unloaded this on you, just don’t tell-,“

„No, wait“, he caught your wrist and stood up, then he gathered you into a hug, „I’m so happy for you. I mean, proud, I mean, I’m overcome with emotion. Fucking hell, that girl wasn’t into me at all. I’ll gladly be your wingman.“

He grinned at you and you started smiling, too, your tears now flowing out of joy. „Are you serious?“

„Have been, all my life, love. Now let’s get you a date“, he put money on the table before he pulled you out of the Three Broomsticks.

Over the next few weeks Sirius did his best to find out whether you had a chance with Maya and once he was completely sure about it he pushed you into asking her out. Literally. Before Transfiguration class you both spotted her in her usual seat. When she saw you she smiled and waved. You were quite nervous to say the least. Sirius sensed that and took your shoulders from behind, pushing you to sit next to her.

„Maya, (Y/N); (Y/N), Maya, I see you’ve met. You two are, like, really into each other. Sorry for assuming you’re straight, Maya. Accept my best friend as an apology, treat her well“, Sirius patted both your shoulders, before heading off towards the other marauders.

„They grow up so fast“, he sighed, hand over his heart, looking at you proudly.

„So, she wasn’t into you?“, Peter asked.

„Told you so“, Remus answered, before Sirius could.

The word of you and Maya dating spread quickly, with same-sex-couples being rare, even in Hogwarts, and Sirius pointing at you both whenever you did something couple-y, smiling like a proud dad. So with everyone at school knowing it wasn’t long until the word spread to your parents. So one day you received a howler. It immediately sprung open.

„(Y/N) (Y/L/N), we won’t even dare call you that anymore. You are a disgrace, and here we were, thinking you couldn’t get any worse“, your mother’s voice yelled at you, „Get over that phase of yours and then maybe we’ll allow you back into the house“, the letter went up into flames as you stared into space where it had just been floating before you.

„Right so! She deserves much better than being a (Y/L/N). Who’d wanna be one of them? How dare they call you that?“, Sirius immediately spoke up, „Remus, give me parchment and a quill!“

„Sirius, you- you really shouldn’t. It’s just gonna get worse. I’ll just get right back into the closet for the rest of their lives“, you said quietly.

But Sirius wouldn’t have any of it. He wrote a long letter to your parents that you didn’t catch a glimpse of and then you didn’t see him for two days. When you did finally see him he had a smile on his face.

„You and I are moving in“, he said proudly.

„Pardon?“, you asked, looking up from your notes.

„I had some long conversations with Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore and they agree that our homes aren’t safe any longer. The day I let you get back in the closet is the day Merlin shaves, (Y/N). You should be allowed to be yourself, wherever that may be. That’s mostly gonna be Hogwarts for now, but I’ll be damned if you can’t be yourself after graduation. So, if your parents won’t accept you for who you are, screw them. They’d have to see you and Maya. I mean, relationship goals…“

As Sirius went on yet another monologue of naming all the things wonderful about you and your girlfriend, tears started stinging in your eyes. Sirius really was the best friend you could have asked for.

#harry potter #sirius black x reader #sirius black

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indigobackfire · 4 years ago

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Phoenix Lazar Nobleworth Silverwood

Below is a lengthy history of his parents, their involvement with dragons, and how he lost them.

Ps: I tried adding some Scottish dialect in the dialogue, but I'm not the best at it considering all I have as reference is my love for James McAvoy and Outlander. Forgive me in advance for any atrocities lol. Also, diverging from canon especially in relation to Veela powers and physical descriptions.

Phoenix's father, Emilian, was sorted into Gryffindor and with pride, he was a Gryffindor by the book, adventurous, brave, often reckless, fun, with a strong sense of protection over his friends, someone who valued courage and honor.

Emilian didn't know how he and Palmer Silverwood - Slytherin, pureblood, much more popular than him, and one of the best duelists in their year - became friends, he also didn't know how Palmer found an about to hatch dragon egg in the forbidden forest, or how he even got into the forbidden forest to begin with, but being who he was, Emilian wasn't much surprised.

The biggest surprise was that Palmer even knew who he was.

Emilian takes a peek into Palmer's robes where the egg is hidden. "So? You're the dragon laddie, Nobleworth."

"Yeah, it's a dragon egg. Common Welsh Green this one." He looks up. "And is that what people call me?"

"Are ye really surprised? You talk about them all the time, yer the best in Care of Magical Creatures, and ye have a dragon painted at the back of yer bloody robes."

"Only fair. McGonagall hates it."

Palmer laughs. "Will ye help me?"

"Aye. But what ye want me to do?"

"I dinna ken. I just don't want the wee dragon to die. The poor creature wasn't warm when I found it so it's probably motherless. I mean... they fire up their eggs, don't they?"

Emilian smiles. "You're not as unknowledgeable as you think, Silverwood. Let's go somewhere more private."

In the humid and dusty air of the artifact room, they hide. "Hand me the egg."

Palmer hands him the egg delicately as if the creature inside it wasn't one that could eat them both in a bite when grown. And for a moment Palmer wonders what he'll do, but Emilian just stands there holding the egg. And as he's about to question him, he sees Emilian's fingers get bright red.

"Mate? What's wrong with yer hands?"

Emilian snickers. "I have a secret, can you keep it?" Palmer nods eyes fixated on the egg whose cracks were very slowly growing. "I'm half Veela and whilst I can't throw balls of fire from my hands... I can heat it up to... oven temperature."

"Oven temperature?"

Emilian smirks. "Ah dinnae have exact numbers, but if ye want to give a touch."

Palmer looks at his hands again. "Nae. They're as bright as molten glass, lad."

Emilian raises his eyebrows. "Oh, I felt it move."

"Ooohh, it's gonna set this tiny room on fire."

"Let me hide it this time. I ken a place we can go. The person ye should've gone to in the first place."

Palmer widens his eyes. "Kettleburn, nae."

"Silverwood, ye cannae keep the dragon. It'll set you on fire before completing one year."

Palmer puffs as they walk out of the artifact room. "If the dragon enthusiast dinnae want to keep a real dragon, why would I?"

"A dragon lover is the same as a bee lover. You can appreciate the honey, the lovely stripes, but if ye hold it in yer hand, it'll sting you. Dragons were made to live outside, flying, spitting fire. A wee dragon is cute, but once is grown..."

"Yer a curious lad, Nobleworth." Emilian gives an awkward half smile. "I like you."

Their friendship was as unexpected to them as it was for the bystanders, but one that sustained for their last two years in Hogwarts - including Palmer's girlfriend, Clarin, an uptight but curious Ravenclaw, who despite her best instincts followed behind on the boys' adventures.

When Emilian announced he would be leaving England for the Dragon Sanctuary in Romania a couple of years later, as much as Palmer and Clarin expected that to happen, it still came with the bittersweetness of watching one of their best friends go.

Years go by, but still, their bond sustains time and distance. Every opportunity they had, the SIlverwoods would travel to Romania to visit their friend who in a lighting in a bottle chance found himself a wife of "his kind".

Full Veela, Antonia Lazar, practically raised herself as her father left her mother, a temperamental full Veela woman, to deal with Tonia herself, a task she delegated to her equally careless family members, closely involved with the Dragon Sanctuary in times the place was still informally managed.

When Emilian meets her, barely wearing rags over her body, barefoot on the grass, pearl blonde hair unruly, looking as if she was raised by wild house elves, he couldn't help his heart hammering in his chest. Female Veela beauty wasn't something he was unused to, considering his mother and aunts were ones as well, but when Antonia was before him he thought of himself before a goddess.

Emilian tries not to spill the water in the heavy buckets while Antonia doesn't seem to be struggling at all. He wouldn't have a need to even carry them if he hadn't forgotten his wand, but at least he got to be alone with her.

"Why is it that ye dinnae like us?"

"You English think you run the place just because you read about dragons in a book, think you know more than us who grew with hundreds of them." She shoots him firey eyes. "Know when I first rode a dragon? I was five years old!"

"I never say I doubted yer capacities. And I'm not English, I'm Scottish." She glares at him again. "I'm kidding."

"Don't get me angry, you won't like it me angry. Trust me."

"I would actually. I wonder what color yer feathers would be."

"I'm sorry?"

"I ken a Veela when I see one. Especially cause I'm half one."

Her expression soothes a little. She puts the bucket down and grips his hand. "Go, do your magic."

While his hand goes as hot as they can, his eyes slowly change hues to match her, never breaking eye contact. "It's nice touching a girl who doesn't mind a more... ardent touch."

She gives a small smile. "You're pathetic."

"I'd love to fly on a dragon's back with someone who understands about them. I promise I'm not here to mock or doubt you. I love those creatures more than anyone I know."

She lets go of his hand and with a smirk picks up the bucket. "Well, now you know me."

Their relationship quickly becomes stronger as they spend day after day together. The work at the Sanctuary is as rewarding as it is tiring, so at the end of long days, they would sit together and exchange stories, her of her buckwild childhood and him of his years in Hogwarts. In each other's company that they find an air of normality and peace.

After recognizing and accepting her strong feelings for Emilian - something hard considering how men had treated her before, seeking what she had to offer them more than considering her needs - and finding out he felt the same for the longest time, they decided to marry, her seeing in him a sense of stability for the first time in her life.

It doesn't take long until Antonia is pregnant with their first child, and in the pool of genes and possibilities, their first-born boy is a full Veela like his mother, something uncommon for boys. Not considering what would be 'formal' or well accepted, Antonia decides to name him Phoenix for encompassing what being a Veela means to her, a bird of elegance and fire and perseverance.

And as if it was pre-destined, just a couple months prior, Clarin and Palmer had given birth to a girl of name just as uncommon, little Indigo Silverwood, who is but three months old when they come to Romania to meet little Phoenix.

To this day, the Silverwoods wonder if their timing was the best or worst it could've been.

As in the same week they came to visit, an attack happens with the intent of capturing as many dragons as they could from the reserve, something that had happened times before but this time much better planned and heavily armed with the best wizards they could get.

They start picking up their wands in haste while seeking the fire protection potion they had brewed specially for this trip back at home. "What do they need dragons for? Can't they breed their own." Clarin asks.

"Is not like is legal or easy to do so." Antonia has her eyes soaked with tears. "They don't care about the creatures, they want money. Oh, they use their blood to make spot removers. Oven cleaners! How can you take a marvelous creature and turn it into such a pathetic thing? Then they use their hearts in you wizards stupid wands and their skin into gloves!"

"Somebody must have heard about the new Chinese Fireball," Emilian says, "People seek the gold in their horns and eggs, but if you pull them out, they die."

"Not to mention the baby Romanians. Put your goddamn boots on already, Emilian!"

"What 'bout the bairns?" Palmer asks anxiously.

"There's no time. They probably ain't getting all the way up here, but in all cases." Emilian grabs the potion from Clarin's hands turning over Jacob's and baby Indigo's mouth, knowing the fire wouldn't do harm to Phoenix. He places something in Jacob's little hand. "Jacob, if any mean person comes trying to hurt ye, throw this at their feet and run. Alright?" Jacob nods, eyes wide with fear and excitement of a five-year-old.

"What is it?" Palmer asks.

"A vial of Peruvian's Vipertooth venom, extremely deadly and volatile. Don't ask me why I have it."

Palmer looks at Jacob. "Stay quiet and protect the babies, right, love?"

Antonia kisses Phoenix on the forehead one last time then turns to the others. "Let's go, please!"

And if they knew, she would've held him a little longer, Emilian would've stopped time for a couple of seconds to look at their boy for a lingering moment more. But they didn't and time never reversed.

They weren't the only lives lost, but side by side they fought and won and lost and lost and lost. They managed to protect all but two of the dragons at the end, blood of dark wizards - and innocent ones - soaked the grounds. Dragons loose on the sky overhead, blood spilt from both sides, burnt buildings, scars that would never heal, the body of a friend devoided of life, a mother of dragons and children never to wake up again, children crying in a cabin kilometers away.

When Antonia's mother refused to watch over her own grandson, Clarin felt as if it was her own son the woman refused and it was that soon the decision to keep him came. She was still breastfeeding and no ordinary family would know how to raise him right, at least that's what both her and Palmer told themselves. Emilian's parents, both devastated by the news of their son's death were quick to agree with the Silverwoods' proposal.

And it's like this that Phoenix and Indigo are practically raised as twins, still young when he notices he doesn't look like the rest of them - a pale and blonde boy in a family of tanned brunettes - not only for his looks but by the fact that sinking his hand into a pot of boiling water doesn't hurt or the fact his anger makes his body react differently from the others or that people got mesmerized by his looks enough to do whatever he asked them to.

But the Silverwoods learn the painful way that raising a Veela child is not easy work. Not only easily irritable but also dangerous when transformed, not much to others while still young, but to himself due to painful and harmful transformation, taking hours until he could retain his human form. Meditating and thought exercises became pivotal from an early age. As not make their treatment towards him different from Indigo, they become tougher with both, demanding an altruistic, patient, and empathetic behavior from both.

This leads Phoenix to grown into a level-headed, sweet and compassionate boy who eventually got sorted into Hufflepuff without the sorting hat having to consider long.

As much as he wishes he had grown with his biological parents, he's grateful to have grown in the family he did and doesn't consider himself any less part of it, he loves his siblings dearly and considers and reslects his parents as if it was from their blood and cells he was made of.

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This is my attempt at a concise history of Phoenix, mostly his parents who I dream of drawing someday. I'll make something in the future for his romantic life as it is its own ride. I ship him with Ismelda and boy oh boy I have some to say about that.

If you wanna more info on Phoenix, I made him an OC profile :)

#mi artita #phoenix nobleworth #fanfic?#oc backstory #hufflepuff #dragons are in it too #an attempt at scottish sounding dialogue #i cant draw clothes for sht #or poses #or hair #help #hphm #hogwarts mystery

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tk-productions · 3 years ago

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Mystic Sisters- Ch.20 Vampire Princess

Masterlist🌙🌹

Yua’s pov

Hikari and I quickly went back to the hotel to grab our things while the boys waited outside. They ended up taking us to a house on the other side of Yokosuka since now were all being hunted. They have apparently been here before. They told us they had a safe house in case anything happened to them or if they needed to get away. I had so many questions. Like who is the VHA and why are they after us? Where did we get powers from? Why were they trying to bring us to the VHA. What the hell did Riyoshi do to Haru? We now sat at a table in the living room in silence. Riyoshi stared angrily at Akio while Hikari kept her head low.

“I swear Akio-”

“What? Are you gonna put me in another headlock?” Akio asked, annoyed. Riyoshi stood up slamming his hands on the table in front of Akio.

“No this time I might actually kill you. We wouldn’t be in this mess if you weren't so in lo-” Riyoshi yelled but Akio kicked him, shutting him up for a moment.

“Did you really just kick me?” Riyoshi said as his eyes got darker. He grabbed his shirt while Akio smirked.

“Hit me, Nothing new.” He challenged.

“Is anyone gonna tell us why we're here and why there are people coming after us?” I asked attempting to break up the soon to be fight.

“Not right now princess.” Riyoshi said with anger still seething in his voice.

I cut my eyes at Riyoshi. “No, you're gonna explain now. We wouldn’t be running if you hadn’t been chasing us! Our life was fine until you guys waltzed in and ruined everything. Now we have nowhere to go.” That was partially true. We still had to deal with our parents and Saki but if it weren't for them then we wouldn't be where we are now.

Riyoshi aggressively let go of Akio, almost making him fall. “Who are you talking to?”

I looked around then back at him. “I mean you're the only Riyoshi here.” I looked at Akio “Why don’t you explain since your friend seems a bit slow and temperamental.”

They both stared at me. Akio was shocked at my boldness and Riyoshi was triggered. “Wow i’m talking to brick walls.” I looked at Hikari “Sis, we are as good as dead at this point, what are we gonna do?”

“You have a mouth on you.” Riyoshi finally spoke.

Riyoshi smirked at me and walked right in my face. “Let’s get one thing straight alright. I don’t take orders from you so watch your tone next time.”

“Well you see I don’t take orders either so we might have a problem.” and then I smiled in his face which caught him off guard but I wasn’t looking at him I was looking at the ice dagger now floating towards him. The dagger went above my head facing Riyoshi then I heard Hikari speak.

“Get out of my sister’s face or this will be in yours.” Hikari said tauntingly

Riyoshi glanced at Hikari and back at me. Before walking over to a nearby couch and leaning on the leg of it. “Wow you two are something else.”

“We get that alot now are gonna answer my question or not we need answers.” Akio walked over to Riyoshi and tapped him on the shoulder. “Might as well tell them.”

Riyoshi sighed and then looked at me. Obviously he was still triggered. “If you must know we worked for the VHA and were assigned to bring both of you back under a certain timeframe which we failed to do.”

“Bring us back for what and what is the VHA?”

“Well I wasn’t done so be quiet and listen.”

“Sorry.” I mumbled under my breath

“The guy you met yesterday was Levi, an underclassman of ours and very jealous of Akio and I. We don't get along so he jumped at the chance to make us look as though we were trader’s. The VHA is short for Vampire Hunter Association. Our boss wanted us to bring you two back but they didn’t give us a reason why.”

“Ok what does the Vampire Hunter Association want with us?” Then I started to think about the words Vampire Hunter and got even more confused. Riyoshi laughed and Akio laughed with him while Hikari and I just stared blank faced.

“Oh wow.” Riyoshi stopped laughing after registering our faces. “You two are actually serious.” I nodded my head.

“Do you even know what you are.”Riyoshi asks me.

I looked at him confused. “I’m human and in highschool what kind of question is that?”

“So, Is he always this aggressive?” Hikari asks Akio since they were both standing off to the side.

“Is SHE always this aggressive?” Akio answering a question with a question. Hikari just looked at him with a done face and just sat down before answering Akio. “She’s been like that her whole life sadly.”

“Same with him.” Akio answered.

Riyoshi looks at me with a blank expression before sighing. “Damn that’s tuff. I’m sorry to break it to you but you're a vampire princess.”

Hikari, getting excited, nearly flew off the ground and jumped up “ A princess!?”

Akio gives her a dirty look. “It’s just a metaphor, what's wrong with you?” he said, giving Riyoshi a look.

“Is that what you heard?” Yua asked “he said we’re vampires and the only thing you picked up was princess?” she yelled.

“I mean Vampires are pretty cool.” Hikari shrugged.

I sighed and turned back to Riyoshi. “Don’t vampires drink blood? I've never tasted an ounce of blood in my life.”

“You're a pureblood so the blood thirst should start once you fully awaken your powers and from what it looks like you've already started.”

“Is that why I can chug down a gallon of water in minutes?” Hikari chimes in

“Yea she's been extremely thirsty.”

“So she’s already feeling it. But you're not?”

“Nope, but she got her powers first.”

“Well then you’ll have to wait but both of you are pureblood vampires and purebloods are not from around here.”

“Where's your parent’s and how did they not tell you?” Akio asked in a confused tone.

“Well we were adopted when we were five and four years old. Our adoptive parents are human or well I think they are.” I said getting a little sad thinking about my mom. “Was she worried about us at all? We've been gone for almost two weeks and they haven't come to look for us. They didn't even call.”

“Now that I think about it. My boyfriend, what did you do to him?”

“I find it really sad you call that weakling your boyfriend.” Riyosohi shook his head in disappointment. “If you must know he was actually out looking for you and ran into us accusing us as your kidnappers. I mean that was our goal but we didn’t have you yet. He got annoying and I shut him up by putting a few daggers in him.”

I gasped and was about to say something until he continued to speak.

“Actually your boyfriend got real lucky because I wanted to kill him but I didn’t have any wooden bullets for him.”

“Oh my god why would you need wooden bullets for Haru?!”

“Princess please don't tell me you're this slow.” He seemed as if he was going to tell me something until Akio elbowed him.

“What” I asked Riyoshi urging him to finish

“Oh I just love wooden bullets. Saves me a lot of money and I can make them more dangerous.”

“You have some serious issues.”

“Thanks for noticing. I have a knick for spilling blood, that's why I was one of the favorites of the VHA.”

I was slightly disturbed and then I walked over to Hikari. “Keep your distance from that one.”

“I like how you're barely noticing he’s a sociopath.”

“Oh I knew. I just didn’t realize how bad it was. We should run when they fall asleep.” I whispered

“You know we can hear you right? I’m not a sociopath though I’m just not afraid to get my hands dirty. And neither of you are going anywhere.”

“Who made you the boss?”

“I did. You both need us if you're gonna survive anyway.”

“Why should we trust you?”

“Because now we're being hunted by the same people.” He then looked at Akio. “Also for some reason he’s willing to protect your sister which got us here in the first place so you're stuck with us since wherever he goes I go.”

I nodded my head in defeat. “Fine I guess we have no choice then.”

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ifconfusionwasaperson · 3 years ago

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Lily fell first

Sometimes i like to think Lily liked James first.

Ao3 link yk bc i have to

Cw; a bit of swearing

First or second year;

She should of hated him, she knew that. They were compete opposites

She was a the nerdy redheaded girl with only 1 friend, she was a traitor to her house because her only friend was a slytherin, she was a muggle born and didn't know anything about The wizard world, and her family was working class.

While he was popolar and cool and rich, he wore the house colors on his cheeks while she often times wished she was in slytherin, everyone seemed to like him, of course they did cause he was so very sweet, and he was a pureblood and apperently everyone in the wizarding world knew his family, and he loved quidditch, she could barely get a broom off The ground.

Severus hated him, James hated Sev. She should hate James Potter just based on that fact alone, but he was never mean to anyone else. And when he flashed his Smile or when he sent a wink her way and she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. Stupid James Potter with his perfect teeth

In third year it stopped being her stupid little crush. Now it was just embarrasing.

The first time he *tried* to flirt with her, her stomach did backflips and she could feel her cheeks glow red. But then soon it stopped being fun as he continued. The stupid flirting was now everything from compliments to pickup lines to asking for a date to hogsmeade. She'd never felt so embarassed esecially when his stupid friends stood behind him trying not to laugh, or when Severus was beside her and she could feel his anger bubblig up. Her stupid crush was suppost to be her little secret but now. He most of known.

"Lily, do you want to go to hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" James Potter stood before her. This time his friends was not to be seen, and The rest of her classmates was slipping away until it was just the two of them in the hallway. They'd just come from a charms lesson.

"Potter it's not funny anymore okay, you can stop i get it, you know about that but stop"

"Lily what do you men 'about that?'"

"Oh very funny Potter really, don't think i'm gonna say it for your entretainment let's just move on, it's not funny"

"Lily i geniuently don't know what you're talking about, i'm not asking you to hogsmeade as a joke im geniuently asking you"

Yeah sure, she thought. As if Someone like James Potter would like someone like her

"Shove off Potter"

Lily Evans did not hate James Potter. She just hated that he kept tormenting her about her old Crush.

In fourth year he stops asking her out and she feels Great. No more of his joking around no more, no more embarassment. No more feeling guilty whenever she catches herself staring at the boy for a second too long. Finally her crush can be left alone.

That's until fifth year starts. And it starts all over again, The flirting the asking for dates. But she's older now, she doesn't feel the need to be nice to him like she did when she was 13. She's 15 now, and she tells him to fuck off, and she tells him to his face she'd rather marry the squid in the lake. She even starts dating someone else. Yeah fuck you James Potter for being an asshole fuck you for breaking my young heart.

But then sixth year rolls around and so much is happening at once, Suddenly she's friends with not only James but all of the marauders. Slowly she starts to think that maybe James hadn't been taunting her those years. He's so nice and perfect and how would those eyes ever be able to be mean. She's 17 and she asks him about their earlier years.

"James?" It's only the two of them in the common room

"Yeah?" He sitting on the ground in front of the sofa she's sitting on, leaning his back against it.

"Why did start asking me out in third year?" He turned his head to look at her. This was a dangerous subject. To close to all secrets

"What do you mean? Why do you think i started asking you out?" James asks looking at her so sincerly she feels like she might break under his stare

"It came so sudden i thought you had found out about- well i don't know" Her cheeks was red, she didn't dare looking down at James but she knew he was staring at her.

"You though i knew what? -" When he doesn't get a respond and her eyes won't even look down at him he sighs before he continues

"I'm not sure Lily i just, i guess i just looked at you and realised you- well you were so goddamn cool, and you didn't care what anyone said about you and you were beautiful nontheless. So you know thirteen year old James thought he'd have a chance," He was smiling now looking far away", And well me having Sirius Black as a friend didn't help you anything after you rejected me. He said i just had to keep trying because, and I qoute ,,You're the sexiest mf i've ever laid my eyes on Jamie boy and if she can say no to you then she's the problem,, he gave me a weird hug afterwards. Then you said no again and well they all decided my crush on you was their favourite thing to bully me on" He had a nostalic smile on his lips again. She wanted to kiss it.

"I ehm, i thought you were making fun of me"

"Making fun of you? Why" His eyebrows were scrunched together

"Well i had been having this huge crush on you since first year," Lily was pretty sure she heard James breathing in sharply, she could of been wrong though based on all blood running through her ears. ", and then you just out of nowhere started giving me compliments and a random tuesday morning you asked me out, and I had to say no because Snape was right beside me. But then you never stopped and I just assumed you knew and were making fun of me" She looked down embarassed. She already regretted her choices.

"You liked me?" He looked baffelled

"Well yeah" They looked at each other before James started laughing.

"I can't believe you thought i was making fun of you" He threw his head back into the sofa. She started laughing too

"Well yeah you were this cool looking boy with your friends Who all laughed everytime you asked me out and I was just nerdy little me"

"They laughed at me because i kept getting rejected" He quite down

"We're idiots" She said before they burst out laughing again

God if his laugh wasn't the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard

"Yeah we are" His eyes had a glint of mischief in them and she couldn't help but wonder why

"When did you stop liking me James?" Suddenly his features got overtaken with panic

"well i ehm... Lils" His voice was quiet and unceartain.

"James?" He looked down embarrased.

Her heart was Hammering inside her chest. This was dangerous.

"James" For probably the first time ever his head didn't turn around at the sound of her voice. She lerned forward so her head was on the same level as his hos. She let her hand rest on his jaw

"James" This time his head turned. His eyes was soft, his cheeks was flustered and his lips slightly parted. She learned forward to greet his lips. He took in another sharo breath. Their lips met and the world exploded into fireworks. Oh how her eleven year old self, who had been staring at James for a whole 30 seconds before answering his greeting when he walked into her train compartment, would be jealous of her now. Just you wait eleven year old Lily, in six years you'll get to kiss him. And it will be nothing like you Imagined. Becasue kissing James Potter is everything she'd ever dream of but it's also like nothing she's Imagined. His lips are soft like she Imagined, he's *trying* to cup he jaw. He's still sitting on the ground so he has to turn his arms around to reaach her. Kissing James Potter is also not at all like in her imagination. In her imagination his kisses are nothing of the ordinary. He kisses just like her exes, she knows nothing else. But kissing James Potter is everything but ordinary.

"Lily-Lils-Evans" He pulled away from her and she's quickly taken by panic

"Oh my god i'm sorry James I didn't think-i thought you-" she was rambling

"What? OH No. No no Lily i just, well i was sitting on the ground and I don't know you felt so far away i kinda just wanted to sat myself on the couch you know if we're gonna kiss... Did i make it akward now?" He gave an akward Smile and ran a hand through his hair. Typical James behaviour. He'd managed to sat himself on the sofa.

"Idiot" The Word was spoken softly without any harsh meaning behind it.

She smiled before jumping onto him making him fall back against the couch.They were both laughing and kissing at the same time. His arms going around her waist and hers going for his hair.

"How did it takes us this long Evans?" James was smiling like The love sick idiot he was.

"Shut up we're here now aren't we?"

"Guess we are. Hold on does this mean? Lily Evan do you wanna go out with me?"

"Yeah i do"

It's seventh year. She's 17 now, has been for a while, seventeen means she's an adult in The wizard world. Eighteen is next which means she's an adult in The muggle world. . Her last year on hogwarts. Suddenly the world seems all too big and she feels all to small, but James is with her and if liking the same guy for six years without dating him was a bit pathetic, then she was a bit pathetic. But they were dating now so it was okay. She knew they would be okay.

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chimchiminiekookie · 8 years ago

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Soulless Youth | Chapter 2

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Summary: She wanted freedom but craved for restraints, a wilting flower sheltered in her own home who was suddenly thrust into a boarding school she considered the closest to be the outside world which was filled with politicians, beautiful young men and aristocrats. They were reckless and obnoxious, but maybe they’re just what she needed, “We may be young forever, but don’t be fooled; that doesn’t make up for the fact that we’re a dying breed, we might as well live it up.”

Pairing: bts (Jimin and Jungkook probably but with moments with other members XD) x reader

Genre: vampire!bts

Word Count: 7,747

AN: Hi guys, I think I went a little overboard when I saw how good you all were receiving the character profiles, lol. so I accidentally ended up writing 7k+ words, oops. I hope you guys like it, the second semester starting tomorrow so I might be a bit inactive, but I’ll be writing in my free time so once I log back on, I’ll have something for you guys! :) So, I decided to upload it without images, I hope you guys enjoy it though. :)

Character Profiles

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When you finally closed your eyes to drift off to sleep, you dreamt of a girl with big eyes and blonde hair. Her eyes were brown but turned emerald green and she was smiling at you as she twirled inside a school bus.

"Hi!" She jumped in front of you.

"Hi?" You looked unsure of what to do, "I'm sorry but who are you?"

"I'm Lisa! You're new at Cross Academy so I wanted to visit you!"

"Why am I dreaming about you?" You were awestruck at the girl as she grabbed your hands in hers, "did I see you earlier or-"

"It's cause I wanted to be here silly!"

"Are you a vampire?"

"Last I checked." She giggled.

"How come I don't know you then?" You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, "I know the purebloods and the nobles."

"Nobody knows me." She tilted her head to the side while thinking then corrected herself; well they didn't know about me at first I mean." She sat down on the seat next to yours then sighed, "Anyways, it's really great to meet you. But just keep this between us okay? Or not, it's your choice!"

That's when you woke up with Namjoon standing at the foot of your bed. Apparently everyone's been trying to wake you since the afternoon because the only shop in town that makes and distributes the school uniform closes at 5 and everyone's been crowded around the store since morning.

You walked with the others in the town square where a large bell tower was positioned when Namjoon stopped everyone right in front of it.

"Alright, so for this trip, we're buying books and uniforms, strictly those items only, we don't have time for any detours." He seemed to point the words at Taehyung, Jimin, and Hoseok who already seemed to be looking at random shops.

"Hoseok. Jimin." He called them quietly but they followed right away.

"Taehyung." Taehyung seemed determined to disobey Namjoon so he started running off while Hoseok tried to calm Namjoon down.

"You look bothered by something." Yoongi suddenly spoke from behind you.

"Oh! Yeah I guess so." You shrugged.

"Can we do anything about it?" Jungkook moved closer to you.

"Actually it's about my dreams-"

"Speaking of, I had a wonderful one last night!" Jungkook beamed, "I was all alone in a hospital's blood bank!" He swooned.

"Yes, well anyway, I've been having trouble with my dream; I can't seem to forget about it."

"Oh, well if it's a problem about dreams then you should ask Yoongi-"

"Don't say it, don't even think about it. I refuse to even associate myself with that ghastly toddler." Yoongi rolled his eyes, "and besides, if she already has the dream and wants to forget it, then we should be asking Namjoon."

"Oh, no we can't she's getting here late so she wouldn't be here to help even if she wanted to be." Jungkook shrugged.

You tried to follow the conversation but ended up lost anyway, "I'm sorry, but who are we talking about?"

"Well I was going to suggest Yoongi's sister, but Yoongi's suggesting Namjoon's friend." Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows at you giving emphasis on the word friend.

You stared at Yoongi with wide eyes, "I never knew you had a sister."

"Yeah, well I do, and she's a pain in the ass."

"What's she like?"

"She’s a retard." He muttered and walked ahead of you towards the others who were trying to get Taehyung down from a store roof he'd climbed.

You tried to scower your brain for a sister older or younger in the Min Family's history but you couldn't. "But the history books on your family don't mention a sister. Older or younger, you're the only one recorded."

"Look Y/N, just drop it. It's not something I wish to talk about." Yoongi's cold tone gave you the idea to shut up before he got angry.

"Sorry." You spoke in a tiny voice. You started to lag behind the group bothered by how Yoongi suddenly snapped at you when you bumped into someone.

"So Yoongi snapped at you huh?" The orange haired boy was snickering.

"Yeah, it scared the shit out of me actually."

He lazily put his arm around your shoulders, "Don't worry about that. He's like that to everyone."

"I just don't see what's wrong with his sister."

Jimin suddenly pulled you two to a stop, "You asked about his sister? Well no wonder he snapped at you."

"Why, what's wrong with his sister?"

"It's nothing to do with his sister perse but what she is." Jimin nervously looked at Yoongi. "This proximity may not be the best if we're gonna be talking about the boy who can control sound waves." He whispered in your ear before pulling you away all the way to the other end of the town.

"What about the others?"

He scoffed and ran a hand through his hair, "Don't worry about them, we’ll find them. That line for uniforms isn't going to magically disappear so we have a good 20 or so minutes." He looked at you then sighed, "You're new here so why don't I tell you about the do's and don'ts with Yoongi?"

He took your silence as a yes and continued, "Don't talk about his family and I mean mother, father, and sister. This is almost taboo. Don't touch his things, and don't bother him before noon else he'll really bite you head off. Most importantly, don't stick your nose in his business; Yoongi's a pretty private guy so he'll tell you what he wants to tell you when the time comes. But since you're so confused, I'll tell you a little about him."

"How do you feel about humans?" His eyes were dark brown but they still pierced you as he looked into your eyes.

"Don't dislike them but I'm not fond either." You remembered the mobs in the 19th century in a temporary home your father had bought which led to his near death.

"Well Yoongi's one of the vampires who absolutely despises them." He licked his lips before continuing, "You see, Yoongi's mother was killed during the war between the Vampire Council and the now nonexistent Vampire Hunter's Association. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong person, and the only one who willingly avenged his mother's death and killed the hunter who killed his mother was the vampire council, specifically Namjoon's dad which explains his loyalty to Namjoon and the council."

"That doesn't explain why he hates his sister."

"Oh right. Sorry, about that. His father remarried but she was human, he turned her but not before conceiving a child-"

"His little sister." You both spoke at the same time.

"So, he hates them because they're a reminder of what happened to his mother."

"But is she really terrible?" You looked at Jimin confused face and specified, "His sister I mean."

"She's kind of ditzy. She's definitely out there. If you know what I mean. But yeah, she's nice. Well from the one time I actually talked to her.” He shrugged.

“But if her mother’s a human then…”

“Exactly, point number two of why Yoongi hates his sister, she’s a Half-blood but one born from the union of vampire and human. Point number three of why he hates her is because she’s ruined the Hio Bloodline, centuries of purebloods all down the drain just because his dad didn’t feel like using a condom one night.” Jimin laughed at his own joke.

“It’s not funny.” You stared seriously at Jimin, “Watching a pure bloodline crumble in front of your very eyes, it’s soul crushing. It feels as if everything that your ancestors have worked hard to build has crumbled and for it to be his own sister. No wonder he hates her, the Hio bloodline was the purest and one of the longest bloodlines in our history.” You looked at Jimin who stayed rigid and silent as he listened to you talk, “You wouldn’t understand you’re just-“

“I’m just what?” He stood up, “A noble? What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing is wrong with being a noble; it’s just that purebloods take pride in their bloodline.”

He stood up suddenly and stood directly in front of you, his eyes flashing icy blue, “and what of you? If you and I were to end up together, would you rather to not conceive all for the sake of your precious bloodline?”

“No. I wouldn’t, and besides, in what world would I ever dream of you and I getting together. My father has plans for me, as does yours probably, and I can assure you that he will at whatever cost maintain our ‘precious bloodline’ as you so put it.”

He laughed humorlessly and scoffed, “You and every other pureblood out there, God you’re all so stuck up! You’re kind are endangered Y/N!” He laughed to spite you, “How many more houses are completely pureblooded? Five, six? Seven at most? Out of those seven, three are already living in our dorm and one of the remaining four is female.” He looked at you when you didn’t let out a sound, opting instead to look down at your feet instead.

“Shit.” He sighed running his hand through his hair, “Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.” He sat back down next to you, “It’s just nobles are looked down on in favor of purebloods, doesn’t it just get old? It must get lonely up at the top.”

“It does.” You spoke up suddenly, “But that doesn’t matter to me. Noble or Pureblood, I don’t care. Everything I’ve ever done was in order to please my father, and if he wants to maintain our bloodline, that’s out of my hands. He gave me life, I owe him that much.” You stared up at Jimin.

“You’re dad isn’t here. None of our parents are, so you’re free to live how you want to here.” He looked out into the square, “When Jungkook is at home, he barely smiles, let alone talk. But when he’s here, he’s himself, even if just a little bit.”

“Yoongi may hate his sister, but he still keeps a picture of her tucked away in his desk drawer.” He looked back at you, “No matter how self-centered we are Y/N, there’s always even the tiniest bit of human in us.” He got up and grabbed your hand, “Now let’s go.” He pulled you up.

When you got home, it was already nightfall, upon entering the dorm, everyone went their separate ways. By this time you noticed, Yoongi had taken the extra care to ignore you. You made it up the stairs and before turning right to your room, you decided to pay Yoongi a visit. You knocked on his door, three times, four times, and then you heard feet shuffling then the door opened.

“Oh, Y/N. Hello, what brings you here? Do you have any problems?” Namjoon was dressed in his pajamas but if you looked past his tall build you would be able to see Yoongi slumped by his desk on his computer.

“I actually needed to talk with Yoongi.”

“Be my guest then.” He moved aside to let you in only to hover in the doorway when you and Yoongi stared silently at each other.

“I wanted to talk to him alone if possible.” You gave Namjoon the faintest of smiles before he hurried out the door.

“What do you want?” Yoongi stared at his computer again.

“I wanted to apologize if I struck a chord when I asked about your sister.” You breathed deeply, “I understand that you don’t like talking about it so-“

“I’m not mad about that, not even at you to be honest.” He swiveled his chair to face you, “I know who you were dreaming about.” He rolled his eyes.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about it the whole day.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, “That would be my sister, Lisa.”

“Yeah! That’s her name! How’d you know it was her?”

“She’s a Dreamweaver.” He stared at your confused expression and sighed, “She can manipulate dreams, go in and out of them at will.”

“But how come I’ve never heard of her?”

“Her mother and my dad got together at the peak of the war between vampire hunters and vampires so recording a crime worthy of treason during the time wasn’t a good idea.”

“Oh, well would you hate me if I talked to her?”

“I wouldn’t have a problem with it, go ahead. That’s none of my business anyway.” He looked at your guilt filled face and chuckled, “I don’t hate her like the others would tell you, I dislike her but I don’t hate her. Now get out before I deafen you.” You clumsily ran out the door and muttered a quick thanks to Yoongi who had already gone back to typing on his computer.

“Did you settle it?” You let out a shriek from Jimin sudden presence.

“Yeah, it was fine. His sister’s been visiting me in my sleep.” You stared at Jimin who was leaning against the wall.

“Oh, so it was Lisa. You should ask for her number next time and give it to me.” You scoffed at his sudden change of attitude and started walking downstairs.

“Don’t worry; I’ll be sure to do that.”

“Why the sudden change of attitude?” He was following you.

“I could ask you the same.” You rolled your eyes.

“This is who I really am, better get used to it.” He gave you a wink.

You stopped in front of the entrance to the dorm and faced him, “I know you’re better than that.” You gave him a disappointed look and slammed the door behind you before he could follow you out the door. You immediately shrieked when you found Jungkook on the stairs as if he was waiting for you.

“Come with me.” He grabbed your wrist and dragged you away.

“Look, I saw Jimin take you somewhere earlier and I just want to give you a fair warning, my cousin is something of a manwhore. Or he wants us to think he is.” He let go of your wrist and crossed his arms over his chest and continued walking, “He’s really sensitive, but I can say he’s fond of you.”

“Well, he’s fond of nearly every female he meets.” You rolled your eyes.

“That doesn’t make him a bad person.” This made you shut up.

“The only reason he’s like that is because of me.” He had stopped you in front of a dormitory and you looked at him puzzled.

“Lisa asked me to bring you here.” He shrugged.

You slowly walked up the stairs and before you could knock on the door, the door slammed open to a think blonde girl who beamed at you.

“Y/N!” She gave you a big bear hug, “It’s so great to see you! I’m sorry I had to ask Jungkook to bring you over but I couldn’t risk Yoongi seeing me.”

“You know he doesn’t hate you right?”

She nodded eagerly and giggled, “Oh I know! It’s because of something else. But now’s not really a good time to talk about that.” She gingerly grabbed your wrist in her hold and pulled you upstairs to what you assumed was her room.

“You’re like me! I see it in your dreams.” Her eyes twinkled with hope, “For the longest time I’ve waited for someone like me. Nobody understands me, so a lot of the time I’m alone. You will be my friend right?”

“O-of course.” You smiled nervously at her.

“Great! So you’ll need this.” She shoved some clothes in your arms.

“What are these? I have clothes at the dorm.”

“None for a party like this.” She scoffed, “By the way, when my roommate gets here we should all go to town to find something that doesn’t look like it came from the Victorian era for you.”

“I’m sorry, but what’s this for?”

“The party our dorm’s throwing tonight! You’re going, so I can show you off to everyone!” She squealed.

“Okay, I’ll go but on one condition.” She looked at you quizzically, “I need you to give me your number.”

That’s how you ended up later that night in front of the dormitory booming with music dressed in the cropped black halter top, skinny jeans and bomber jacket Lisa had given you. You didn’t even get to tell anyone you were going out; apparently they all went out except for Yoongi who was the one who told you they all left. Lisa opened the door with an even bigger smile than before if that was even possible.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you’re here!” She latched on your arm and you smiled to yourself, growing up you never really had a female friend to do stuff with, with the exception of Jennie of course.

“I want you to meet someone.” She jumped up and down in excitement, “She just got here but I really want you to meet and get along with her.” She pulled you to a room where you instantly saw Namjoon.

“Namjoon!” His head snapped to you and he gave you a welcoming nod.

“Okay so Y/N… this is Jennie Kim!” Lisa gestured with her two hands to the pretty girl sitting on the sofa who was watching your every move.

“Well well, as I live and breathe, Y/N!” She got up to hug you.

“You know each other?”

“We grew up together before I came here.” Jennie smiled at you. “Go ahead and enjoy, we’ll catch up later when things have quieted down.” She waved you away.

You made your way to the coat rack to hang your jacket when eye contact with Jungkook who looked bored at Jimin’s side while his cousin talked to a bunch of girls, he waved you over but you shook your head. “Manwhore.” You mouthed to him. He let out a laugh and patted Jimin shoulder before he made his way towards you.

“Thank God I found you over here. I felt like I was going to die.” He drank the rest of his drink. “Let’s get you one of these.” He gestured to the red cup in his hand.

“I’d love that, thank you.” You followed him to the kitchen completely unaware of the blue eyes that followed your every move.

“Namjoon realized that if we mix alcohol in blood, then that becomes the equivalent to liquor in our culture.” Jungkook laughed. “Sounds disgusting, but tastes phenomenal. I swear!” He handed you a cup.

“Guys!” Lisa wrapped her arms around you two, why don’t we move this to the living room.” She smirked and pushed you two along with her to the living room.

You leaned against a wall and Jungkook put his hand next to your head as you made small talk.

“You’re gonna fit in here just fine.” He whispered.

“Really? I was really nervous about that!” You tried to yell over the speaker, “By the way, are you guys a thing?” You gestured to Lisa and Jungkook who only busted out laughing.

“Like I’d ever! No offense Kookie!”

“None taken.” He smiled and waved his hand.

“So if you have any plans of making him yours, please go right ahead.” Lisa pushed you two together to make a point. “And make it fast before one of his fan girls pull a fast one and drink form him before you can.” She looked around before smirking, “I’m just gonna leave you two here. You two play nice now.” She gave you two a wink.

“I am so sorry about her.” You giggled. “And I’m sorry if I’m a lightweight.” You looked at the cup in your hand, “I’ve never drank before so…”

“That isn’t your fault actually, there’s more alcohol than blood in that.” He looked into the empty cup in your hand, “why don’t I get us a few more?” you nodded slowly and stayed put when he left.

“What are you doing here?” You found his eyes before you could process what he was saying.

“Lisa invited me here.” You leaned your head back, “She’s my best friend now apparently.”

“Just because she asked you to come here doesn’t mean you have to.” Jimin rolled his eyes.

“But I actually did have to; I got you this by the way.” You took his hand in yours slowly pausing at how warm his hand was, “here.” You put the small piece of paper with Lisa’s number on it only for him to crumple it and throw it on the floor, “I never really fucking wanted it.”

You heard a number of voices calling Jimin that had you straightening up, “Better go get’em them.” You gave him a condescending smile before he left.

When people started going home and the music finally died down, you sat outside on the front porch with Kookie swirling your drink in your hand. “Your cousin’s a jerk.”

He took a small sip and chuckled, “He’s just like that because he doesn’t know how to express his fondness clearly.”

You stared at his hand and remembered how warm Jimin’s was and without thinking, you grabbed it in yours and intertwined your fingers with his. He looked at you with a flushed face as he stammered.

“You know, for cold-blooded killers, our hands are pretty warm.” You stared at them then smiled at him and then you realized just what you were doing, “S-s-sorry!” You quickly let his hand go only for him to chase you hand and hold it in his again.

“It’s fine. I like it.” He smiled up at the night sky as the quietness of the night surrounded you two.

A few hours later when the sun began to rise, Jungkook went home and everything in the Lilac dormitory was quiet, including Lisa and Jennie who were currently pushing you up the stairs to their room so you could sleep over. They pushed you on one of the beds and started jumping and when they got tired they laid next to you and squealed about everything that happened.

“You know, Jimin was staring at you and Kookie the whole night.” Lisa nudged you.

“Is that why you were so dead set on leaving me alone with Kookie?” you raised an eyebrow at her. Jennie laughed aloud.

“And what about you? Where were you when I needed you?”

Lisa suddenly got up and started jumping around, “She was probably playing tonsil hockey with Namjoon.”

“Yah! Lisa!” Her eyes widened dramatically as she hit Lisa with a pillow.

“You and Namjoon? Really?” You stared at Jennie in disbelief.

“Reaaaaally.” Lisa teased, “It was business at first, but she really couldn’t resist.”

“Business?” You tilted your head.

Jennie sighed and tried to get Lisa to calm down, “Basically, Namjoon and I are arranged to be married, and somewhere along the line, I guess I really fell for him.” You smiled at Jennie’s sweet words before being interrupted by Lisa’s fake gagging noises.

“You are seriously sickening Jennie!” She hopped on the bed and started jumping on Jennie.

The morning after, you seriously started regretting your chosen schedule when you found Lisa sleeping at the foot of the bed hugging your leg and Jennie on the floor probably sleeping their hangovers away. You slugged your way to class in your haphazardly thrown on uniform which Namjoon just so happened to drop by after Jennie asked him to but not before he scolded you about sleeping anywhere else but the dorm.

“Wow, you make the walk of shame look beautiful.” Jimin caught up to you.

“Why are you here so early?” You squinted your eyes at him.

“I have class and judging from your appearance so do you.” He had a bounce in his step, “So I take it things didn’t go so well with Jungkook last night? He came home and you didn’t so you must’ve slept with someone else-“

“Can you for once not be a jerk? God, you’re so hot and cold. One minute your fine and the next you’re the biggest jerk to have ever graced the planet. If you must know, I slept over at the Lilac Dorm.” You rolled your eyes at him, “You’re unbelievable, seriously.” You scoffed at him.

“Wait.” He grabbed your wrist suddenly, “Don’t do that again.” He stared at you straight in the eyes, “You had me worried and kept me up all morning.” He sighed, “The room you’re looking for is at the end of the hall, see you in Biology later.” He left without giving you another look.

When you got your text book in history, the teacher who you think was called; Mrs. Song let you out early. But when you made your way to the courtyard under a tree to shield you from the sun, you only then realized that it was only 2 and your next class was later at 6. You glared at the patches of sun that wasn’t covered by the tree’s leaves until you fell asleep. You woke up with your lips against someone’s neck, looking up you realized it was Jimin who was looking down at you.

“W-what are you doing here?!” You jumped up in surprise.

“Relax, I got here a few hours ago and I wanted to sleep so I did, but you started to lean on me and what kind of gentleman would I be if I woke you up?” He got up and stretched, “Anyway, we should get going, Biology’s just about to start.” He pulled you up and for the first time, walking with him was quiet.

You arrived in the lab late, but seeing as you were new, Mrs. Lee let you off with a measly warning, you heard someone whispering your name and that’s when you saw her. Lisa was sitting by herself waving at you to sit next to her but you only shrugged your shoulders with a pitiful look on your face when Jimin dragged you to the nearest empty table. You were caught by surprise when a pencil was poked into your back, turning around to snap at the person you were met with Lisa.

“Could we switch?” She gave Jimin a sickly sweet smile.

“Hmm.” He pretended to ponder her request, “How about no?” He gave her a smile as well.

She looked at you with desperation in her eyes and pleaded, “Look, I really need you to be my partner since I’m pretty sure the only other person who would take this subject is who I think it is and right now there’s only one empty seat and-“

“Ah, Mr. Kim please sit next to Ms. Manoban, seeing as it’s the only available seat.” Lisa’s face got paler than it already was and she stiffened in her seat glaring at Jimin who was laughing silently by himself. "I hate you. I swear to God, don't you dare fall asleep I'll haunt your fucking nightmares asshole." She whispered venomously.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He shrugged.

You looked at Taehyung who was sat next to Lisa. He gave you a smile and a quick two finger salute while Lisa remained paralyzed in her seat.

"Jimin." You nudged him. He didn't look at you as he scanned the book.

"Jimin." You squeezed his hand.

"What?" His eyes snapped up to yours.

"Are they?" He gave you an incredulous loo and scoffed.

"Yeah right." He looked at you, "She wishes."

"Then does she...?"

"Absolutely." He gave a mischievous smirk in Lisa's direction.

"And does he know?"

"Hah! That's funny; he's as dense as a brick wall!" Jimin wiped fake tears from his eyes as he laughed.

You stared back at Lisa as she gave you a pleading look; you mouthed a sorry and gave her a thumbs up. When class ended, Jimin was practically skipping with glee at the situation he'd created. Lisa slumped as she sat in Jimin's former chair.

"He is such an asshole." She sighed.

You patted her on the back and gave her a sympathetic smile, "You could always switch partners with me-"

"Yeah, maybe." She returned your smile and then frowned suddenly, "When hell freezes over." She stomped her feet as she followed you to the lecture hall to Vampiric Mythology and Ethics.

"What even happens in this class?" She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, "Are we gonna eat garlic to prove a myth wrong or something?"

You pulled her inside, "Garlic isn't lethal to Vampires, it just burns our throat. I doubt any experiments are gonna happen, this is a Social Science, purely conceptual."

"Seriously? I thought that only happened to me cause my mom's huma- oh hey Jungkook!" She flailed her arms around to try and get his attention which worked when he started approaching you two.

"Hey. I haven't seen you since the party." Lisa pointed out which caused both yours and Jungkook's faces to go red.

"Wait..." She pointed an accusing finger at the both of you, "Did something happen?" The mischievous twinkle in her eyes had come back.

"Nothing happened." You insisted.

"You'll dream about it, I know you will." She pointed at Jungkook.

"Don't you dare tell her anything." You looked at Jungkook who pretended to lock his lips.

"Why don't you go ahead and sit over here." She pulled your seat along with you into the middle. "Now you have the best of both worlds, your beautiful endearing best friend and you possible future boyfri-"

"Welcome to Vampiric Mythology and Ethics!" A small round man made his way to the front of the class, "today we'll be talking about some of the known myths in our community."

You heard the door slam shut and a few minutes later you felt Jungkook turn around, swiftly you did the same only to find Jimin, you nudged Lisa and she looked behind as well. She gave you a quiet thank you then proceeded to flip off Jimin.

"Okay so any questions? Does anyone want to bring up a myth they'd like to be proven or disproved?" The teacher was walking along the front and looked to be juggling invisible items in his hands.

Lisa's eyes widened and stretched her arms up and stood up just as fast, "Can garlic really kill us?"

"Actually no. We'll only burn our throats a little but that's about it.

She clutched your arm tightly, "Oh my God Y/N, you were right!" You giggled at Lisa's childishness.

"Yes, Mr. Byun."

"Well uh, I've heard about this thing, I think it was called Blood Tethering?"

"Ah yes, one of our lesser known myths. That is in fact true." The teacher quickly wrote the words blood tethering on the board, "This is the sacred rite between vampires who back then were arranged to be married, but given our modern times, it is used by vampires who, to put it simply, have fallen in love."

"How do you do it?" Jimin's voice was loud through the quiet classroom.

"Well, this is called a blood bond nowadays, a tether. When two vampires are in love, this is the exchange of blood between the two. They continuously feed off each other." He crossed his arms, "now there are myths surrounding this blood tether, first of all, telepathy is indeed true but only towards the individual which you shared a blood bond with and this also depends on how strong it is or grows, for example right now I can talk to my wife in my head even though when we first shared blood, we could barely hold a telepathic conversation between rooms. Secondly, a vampire's thirst can only be quenched by the vampire's true love." The class erupted in fake puking noises. "Yes yes I know, it's very cheesy, but this is true. You could drink another person or vampire bone dry and still mot be full when you've found the one."

"What about if the other isn’t really in love?" you raised your hand.

"Well, the blood tether still remains a sacred rite to this day especially in the more prominent pureblood households as rare as the House of Ravnos to the more common ones such as the House of Malkave, so I hope none of you plan on giving away blood to whoever whenever, but this is called a partial tether. One partner feels everything I mentioned whole the other only experiences the ability to communicate telepathically." The sound the bell suddenly caught the teacher's attention, "oh my, we've gotten so engrossed in the topic, research on myths on blood preferences and i 'll see you next week class."

"Ugh, that was brutal, three classes three hours each. I don't know how I survived." You walked with Lisa home. She massaged your shoulders while walking with you "at least you get hone first. I have to walk a few more blocks by myself!" She complained.

"Aw. You poor child." You made a pouty face at her. "Anyway, I really need a power nap. Bye!"

"We're going out later don't forget!" You gave her a thumbs up before entering the house.

But in the end you did forget, which may have become a good thing because when Lisa knocked on the door angrily, it was Taehyung who opened it.

"Y/N! Lisa's looking for you!"

"Shit! Tell her I'll be down in five!"

"Take all the time you need!" She yelled back still mesmerized by Taehyug.

He looked at Lisa then at the stairs, "She'll be down in five." He shrugged, "come right on in. Go ahead and wait for her in the living room. I was just watching some anime." She blindly followed Taehyung on the couch.

"What is up with all the screaming in this house?" Jimin came running down the stairs dressed up and ready to leave the his eyes landed on Taehyung and Lisa, "Oh, I get it. Hey Taehyung." He said in a sing song voice.

Lisa quickly gave Jimin a "Get the hell away from us." Look but that only made him want to approach them all the more.

"Who's your friend there Taehyung?"

"This is Lalisa Manoban. Yoongi's little sister. She has Bio with us and she’s in our Literature class also she's in my AP Chem class."

"You seem to know a lot about her buddy."

"I guess so. Well I know a lot about everybody. Like how you deliberately took a schedule that was the closest to Y/N's and-"

"I really need to leave." He slammed the door.

"I'm sorry I forgot but my nap really became sleep." You ran down the stairs.

"It’s fine just don't let it happen again." Lisa said in a dazed voice. Jennie's waiting for us she smiled.

"Bye Taehyung." You quickly pulled Lisa out of the front door.

You sat with Jennie and Lisa at a plaza purely inhabited by vampires near a smoothie shop. You caught Jennie staring at you with a scrunched up nose.

"You really need new clothes." Jennie puckered her lips and grabbed her chin between her thumb and bent index finger.

You hugged yourself instinctively, "but I like my clothes."

Jennie and Lisa then exchanged a look then got up and proceeded to drag you to a store called Wasteland.

Lisa squealed on delight as she ran through the aisles, "as you may have noticed, this is Lisa's favorite store." You laughed as you watched her twirl and pick out clothes for you, ":isten, I won't always be here so I'm really glad you're here both for her and for me."

"Jennie-"

"Look, about what happened when we were younger, I'm just really sorry that you took all the blame for what happened to that kid back then and I wanna thank you because I wouldn’t have met Namjoon if they didn’t send me to Cross."

"It's nothing. I would've messed up sooner or later and they would have made me undergo homeschooling, and I’d like to think that as destiny." You stared at her as she hugged herself tightly still guilty at the fact that she let you take the blame all those years ago, "I don't care about that. What’s important is that we're here and I really need new clothes." You made her laugh.

You stood in line as Jennie and Lisa stood on each of your side. "I don't think I can wear this." You face paled as you gave the woman at the counter your card.

You walked out the store next to Jennie as Lisa led the way. “You like him.” She broke the silence.

“Excuse me?” You laughed.

“Jimin, you really like Jimin. He like you too but he’s too much of a coward to make a move because he doesn’t think he’s ‘worthy’ enough for you.” She rolled her eyes.

You sighed in defeat, “I don’t think I’m allowed to like him Jennie, my dad would kill me if he found out.”

"Y/N, you aren't a damsel in distress anymore. You've escaped the tower and now you need to know what it's like to be free, and if that means going out with a guy who your father doesn’t approve of then do it. He’s not here to tell you what not to do anymore. Go be with him if you like him so much, Lisa may hate him but she’ll get over it." Jennie shook your shoulders as you three walked back to Jennie's car, but the three of you stopped midway in shock due to the state Jennie's car was in. The glass was broken and the tires were cut, while the body was vandalized and smeared with what smelled like pig blood. She quickly dropped her bags and took out her phone pressing the buttons a few times before someone finally answered.

"You need to come here right now." She said urgently, "I don't care if you're studying! I said that we needed you here so you better come here." She tapped her foot impatiently.

"Holy shit." Somebody yelled from behind you catching you completely by surprise.

"Oh my God!" You screamed out at Namjoon's sudden presence he, apparently popped up from behind you and stared at the damage

"We need to take this to the council. Well I need to take you two back to campus first." He hugged the three of you and you felt a sudden spark until you opened your eyes only to be standing in the middle of your dorm's living room.

For the next two weeks Namjoon and Jennie were nowhere in sight. Lisa told you constantly not to worry and even though you tried, you couldn't help but worry especially when Hoseok would try and fail miserably to control the boys whenever you were all gathered together, Yoongi looked paler as he helped Hoseok in disciplining the boys, and everyone acted fine on the outside like this was a normal thing, but it was Jimin who helped you through the past couple of weeks. A week later they came back without even a pip of what happened to them, they never mentioned it so you never asked, according to Jimin this was how it usually was when Namjoon disappeared for days.

"I just don't see why it's such a big deal." You sat in the middle of Jimin's floor.

Jimin paused from his reading and looked at you from his bed, "Well why wouldn't it be? A pureblood whose mother has a prominent position in the senate got her car practically defaced. I don't know if you've been listening Y/N, but the riots are getting worse. Hate crimes like what happened a couple weeks ago are sure to happen. It was only a matter of time."

"Poor Jennie, I can't imagine how shaken she must be." You drew patterns on the carpet with your finger.

"You should feel more bad about the ones who defaced her car. They'll have hell to pay if it was Jennie who handled them."

"Executions ended in the 19th century. There's no way they'd hurt a coup of vampires who messed with a car right?"

Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose, "Y/N you of all people should know how prestigious purebloods are in our community. This simple act is proof of going against the Council and their constitution so it may not seem like a big deal to us but to the council, it’s an act of defiance." He stared at your confused face and sighed, "Taehyung. Come on out, I know you're there. You'll need to explain this to Y/N."

You looked around the room but it remained silent, "Taehyung's in here?"

"He's been here since you got here." He rolled his eyes and pointed at the open window where a bird was perched.

You stared at it for a while before Jimin got up to close the window and lock the bird outside when you heard his voice, "God! Okay okay! I've been here for the past hour. We're the only three in here so getting locked out while everyone else is in class for a few hours isn't exactly the best idea." He scratched the back of his head.

"Y/N here has some questions for you."

He looked at you and sat down pulling Jimin with him so all of you were sitting on the floor, "Go ahead. I'm very willing to answer your questions. But don't expect much. If it's stuff likwhat your were talking about earlier it’s better to ask Namjoon but he'd never tell you anything you didn’t already know."

"Cut the act Taehyung. You don't need to act like you don't know anything here." You squinted your eyes at him, "in fact, you know better than anyone what's happening."

He looked down and grinned a devilish grin, " Man, nothing gets past you does it? Hahaha Jimin, I like her! More than I did before." He laughed and then stopped suddenly, he looked at you seriously almost like a switch, "I know everyone thinks I’m an idiot, but you’re the first one who’s figured it all out. This has all been one giant joke for me, because when the time comes, and it will, I’m the one everyone least expects to step up. All that responsibility by big brother’s being dealt with, I mean just look at how Jin turned out, I don’t want that. But I know about the dark side of the council, deep in our home I can hear the whispers in between the walls, I can hear them."

"Tae. What dark side? What are you talking about?"

"This is the difference between Malkave and Erebus. The council is at your father's feet, but it’s Malkave who made it what it is today. We're a political family who is neutral in this pending war of Blood which was a good idea to your father to assign them the prominent family in our politics.” He approached you and slowly stroked your hair in a teasing manner, “Now Y/N, do you know why that's dangerous?" He brought his lips to the shell of your ear and spoke softly and slowly as if what he was about to tell you held the secret to the universe, "because we lack morals and the ability to distinguish right from wrong." He whispered.

"I need you to tell me what I need to hear Tae, what does the council do to vampires who go against the constitution?"

He gave you a breath of a laugh then smiled, "They kill them." He spoke deeply. "All vampires who have powers are required to help too, orders are sent out by the council to get rid of an Ashblood gone astray and we kill them." He sighed then gave you a bored look, "the rest will have to come from everyone who's involved though. I don't feel comfortable sharing too much." He got up then dusted his clothes.

"Thanks Taehyung." You looked up at him to find that he was already giving you a goofy smile.

"No problem Y/N!" He laughed, "You owe me though." He gave you a stern look before giving you a goofy smile again then left

Jimin touched your shoulder softly, "you okay Y/N?"

"I think we need to hold a house meeting." You looked at Jimin. He's been the only one willing to help you these past couple weeks seeing none of the others would even mention Namjoon. "Jimin, I wanna say thanks. You're the only one who's helped me."

"It's no big deal. I know how much you hate being left in the dark." He ruffled your hair and led you out his door. You stopped in front of him where the doorframe acted as the only thing in between you two, "You would've cried like a baby if I didn't help you out. Just go on a date with me, and we'll call it even" He joked.

You thought for a minute before you reached up to him and kissed the side of his mouth, "Sure, one of these days, let's go out." You gave him a small smile, "I really mean it Jimin, thank you. I was wrong about you." You retreated to your room and closed the door slowly. You waited near the telephone plugged in your room, and made up your mind. You dialed Lisa's number and it rang a few times before she finally picked up.

"Hello?" Her voice was gloomy.

"Lisa."

"Y/N! Hey! You didn't come to class today and Jimin didn't either so I thought you guys were skipping or something."

"Lisa, listen. I need your help. You need to bring Jennie here."

"Sure, no problem. I'll see you later okay?"

"Yeah, see you later." you sighed.

You sat around in your room waiting for everyone to come home, you opened your door and stared at Jimin's door contemplating on hanging out with him again when you realized just how embarrassing what you did was so you closed it back shut and you picked up a book and read to pass the time and when you heard Jennie's confused voice from downstairs, you slowly walked out and stared at them from the top of the stairs.

"Guys." They stopped their chatter and looked at you. "Let's all go to the living room." You led them.

They found a seat on the sofa or on the floor as they made themselves comfortable, you stood in front of them and let out a breath.

"Did something happen?" Namjoon asked, you looked at Namjoon then at everyone else.

"We need to talk."

#I accidentally saved this on my primary account #this is so hard i swear #i had to type all these tags over again and i just cant anymore honestly #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #namjoon #jin #yoongi #hoseok #taehyung #jimin #jungkook #bts scenarios #bts angst #these tags are gonna kill me istg #how do i make this faster lol #jk i said lol but im really dying from these long ass tags #HOW DO I MAKE WRITING TAGS FASTER OR EASIER AT LEAST hELP

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