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[natjennie]

concetta misunderstanding the weight from the mat task for the entire fifteen minutes of allotted time..... my heart breaks for you girlie I love you so much but that's fucking hysterical.

[baekhyuns-abs]

Mean

(gif not mine credit to the original owner) Hogwarts AU (imma nerd for HP)

I thought of this and I ran far away with it. A Chanyeol Hogwarts AU wasn’t as highly requested as other members *cough* Sehun *cough* so this is my just being selfish Im sorry. 

Here’s Baekhyun’s Hogwarts AU if you wanna read it toooo

Much love <3

Sexual themes

Chanyeol liked challenges. He liked hard Transfiguration spells, hard to do potions that exploded in his face. But she was his favourite challenge. The Gryffindor had girls falling for him left right and center. He was infamous in his house, being their best beater, much to Baekhyun’s dismay. He was good at his classes, he was a perfect student, a little bit of a loud mouth and a troublemaker but it was expected from him. Professor McGonagall acted like she despised him but he was her pride and joy. “For this complex potion I want you to get into pairs.” Professor Slughorn called out. “No funny business, off you go.” Before she could blink the tall figure of what was the bane of her existence slid into the vacant stool to her left. She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Get out, Chanyeol.” The Slytherin girl droned refusing him a look. “You suck at potions.” He beamed despite the insult, just happy that she called him by his name, usually she wasn’t so generous. “But you don’t.” She turned to him finally, noticing how his robes hung off his shoulders lazily like he had just crawled out of his dorm. His hair was slightly ruffled and she was overwhelmed how she felt the urge to run her fingers through the strands, fix him up a little better and to just touch him. She cleared her throat. “You drag me down, Park I’ll hang you by your obnoxious ears.” She threatened, hoping he didn’t notice her momentary lapse. “You’re mean.” He pulled a face. She smirked flipping to the right page in her potions book, scanning at the ingredients. “I can be meaner.” She stood up from her stool, finding it easier to prepare ingredients when she was on her feet. Chanyeol followed suit and he stood tall next to her much shorter form. She tried her best to ignore the height difference. “Impossible!” He gasped over dramatically. She shoved the large mixing spoon at his stomach motioning him to grab it. “You’re mixing then. Move.” His eyes glinted with mischief, keeping his arms to his side, ignoring the spoon against his torso. He took a step towards her and her face flashed with alarm and anxiety. “Move here?” He asked, his voice dropping. She took a breath, ignoring everything fluttering in her body as they brushed together. She shook her head, unable to get her protest out of her mouth before he took another step towards her body. She froze in her position, her face reddening giving away her fluster as she felt the spoon digging into her chest as he pressed himself to her. “What about here?” He asked again. The look on his face was utter torment, a small smirk on his face that did unspeakable things to her body. His naturally wide eyes had narrowed with wicked purpose. She tried to step away but the unwitting Ravenclaw student behind her wouldn’t budge. “Take the spoon.” She demanded, her voice low and weak as her eyes darted around the class wishing to all almighty figures that no one saw them. She pushed him as best as she could with her hand that was jammed between them and Chanyeol just smiled. “If you say so.” He stepped back taking the spoon from her tense grip. She didn’t know how her body felt about it when moved from her. He stood in front of the cauldron patiently awaiting his next order. She gripped the desk, trying to level herself when she scanned for a knife to begin the chopping process. She ignored him as he spoke as if he hadn’t just made her feel hot in all sorts of places. He didn’t seem to mind as she remained silent as he chewed her ear off. She avoided looking at him when she’d open her mouth to give him stirring instructions and he followed merrily. She wondered bitterly if he just pushed her buttons to get her worked up because he knew he could - because he’s Park Chanyeol and all the girls fawned over every fiber of him. Except her. “Did you know you have really nice eyes?” The comment was off hand and the gillyweed she held in her palm slipped out with a moist splat to the desk. She blinked up at him and she flicked her hair over her cheeks to hide the redness forming there yet again. “No I didn’t know.” She replied curtly, her voice sharp as she picked the sloge up off her desk. Chanyeol turned to her, his eyebrow raised. “You could just say thank you.” She measured the gillyweed, handing him the correct amount to mix in. “You asked me a question, why would I say thank you?” “Is that too nice for you?” He teased, a sly smile making her knees weak. She mentally slapped herself out of her momentary daze and she tightened her grip on her knife. “Just so you know. I am nice.” She snarled. “Who said you could stop stirring?” Chanyeol smirked as he resumed his mixing. “Are you really?” His tone bothered her and she tightened her jaw and glared up at him, her body smaller than his considerably but she tried her best to look somewhat intimidating. She was a Slytherin, she was meant to be feared and most students did; scared just because she wore a serpent on her uniform yet Chanyeol always had it in him to irk her. “I can be a delight.” Chanyeol flicked her a look, a smirk reappearing on his face that did things to her and when he bit his bottom lip she felt like screaming at him “I bet you can.” ~~~ Quidditch was that weekend and she was elated at the thought of beating Chanyeol. Gryffindor hadn’t beaten Slytherin in years and she relished in that as she mounted her broom, taking off with her other teammates. Sehun hung high in the air away from them, matching his opponent, Joonmyeon across the ground - seeker against seeker. She saw Chanyeol in the corner of her eye having a giggle with his fellow beater, Byun Baekhyun - she’d love to knock him off his broom. She was Baekhyun’s target always when he hit the bludger, it was an unnecessary hinderance to her position as a chaser. That game was no exception. She wanted to murder when the victory whistle blew and Sehun was empty handed. She landed with a huff, ignoring Sehun’s pouting face as he started his descent feeling little pride. She snarled, starting for the celebratory Gryffindors her eyes scanning for the source of her rage. Baekhyun hopped off his broom, beaming and she ripped her robes off, lunging for him. Chanyeol turned to the approaching angry Slytherin chaser and he seemed to read her mind. “Hey no--” He grabbed her at the waist as she glared daggers at a smug Byun Baekhyun. In Chanyeol’s arms she shouted. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” All Gryffindors turned to her and their keeper dared to smile at her, she knew him to be Kim Jongin. She loathed him most of all, he didn’t seem to break a sweat whenever she threatened his goals - she was insulted. A flash of green robes and Yifan quickly came to stand between her and Baekhyun, his responsibility as Slytherin captain holding him on a high pedestal of responsibility. “Are you trying to kill me!?” She yelped still struggling to rip out Baekhyun’s eyes. Baekhyun shrugged, silent and Chanyeol held the fuming girl in his arms tighter feeling a little excited and amused at the way she squirmed in his hold. He wondered if she realised. “Park, take her off the grounds before Hooch sees.” Yifan ordered his voice calm. “Please.” Chanyeol nodded, compliant to the intimidating prefect. As he hauled her around in his arms, back to his team it was then that she realised with a drop in her stomach that Chanyeol had his arms around her. She could feel the strength in his body as her back was pressed to it she refused to let it affect her, the feel of him so close. He was sweaty and his musk filled the air around her and she felt uncomfortable in all areas female. “Let go of me.” She grumbled grabbing at his arms, the arms coiled like metal around her middle. As he padded off the pitch, his arms still keeping her to his body she felt the heat in her angry face worsen - but not with anger. “Chanyeol, let me go.” He held her so effortlessly, like she weighed nothing and if she wasn’t seething with anger she would have patronised him for his strength. “Nope.” He replied promptly. “You can be meaner.” She had no idea where he was taking her. They passed confused students from all houses as he continued down the path out of the Quidditch grounds. The shadow of the forbidden forest loomed over their heads as he made his way down to the cover of the grand trees. She felt fear prick her spine and the colour run from her face. “Chanyeol do--!” She didn’t have time to finish her sentence as she was spun around, her back pressed against the wide tree. She felt heat press against her body and couldn’t help but freeze when she met Chanyeol’s eyes. She kept her arms firmly at her sides and almost flinched when his hand lifted, caressing her cheek softly. Her mouth fell open, lost for words and Chanyeol fingers traced her lips making her shiver between his body and the tree. He shifted his weight and pressed his knee between her legs, she felt all of her air leave her in a rush as his face came to level with hers. He ran his thumb over her lips one last time, his leather fingerless gloves creating a weird sensation on her cheek. “Nothing to say now?” His voice was husky and quiet. She remained silent, overcome by many emotions that conflicted greatly at the bottom of her belly as his hand remained on her face. “You really are cold aren’t you?” He mused aloud and she wondered with a sinking heart if he meant to sound so dejected. “Can you even be nice, be warm?” “I’m not cold.” She replied with a gulp. “Get off me.” Chanyeol ran his tongue over his lips. He raised his hand to his mouth, his eyes remaining locked with hers. She couldn’t look away as she watched with refrained sexual curiosity as he pulled the velcro of his glove strap back with his teeth. He shook the glove off and it his the grass soundlessly. “Prove it.” He challenged. It was a whisper against her skin as he traced her mouth with his lips. His face edged closer to hers and she pressed herself into the tree, unable to go very far. Her heart lurched and she struggled to breathe. Even more so when he kissed her. His gloved hand cupped her nape and her body reacted to him before she could stop it. She was kissing him back when his ungloved hand caressed her hip, feeling for the hem of her jumper. His lips were soft, so pliable as he pressed her harder against the tree, against him. A low groan fell from his mouth and she was completely defeated at the sound; deep and lucious and she wanted to hear him do it again. She grabbed him roughly, her hands scratching his scalp, tugging at his windswept hair eliciting more soft sounds from his delicious mouth. His fingers felt the skin of her belly and she halted, reaching for his wrist but he was much stronger. Chanyeol pulled from her mouth and she opened her eyes at him meeting his hot gaze. “Warm up for me then.” Her half hearted protest got lost in her mind as his hand stroked up her stomach to her bra. He shoved his hand inside and she was stunned into silence. His mouth took hers again as she arched her back into his hand. She fisted his robes as he pinched her nipple between his fingers. She moaned into his mouth and lifted her knee seeking the noticeably growing lump in his sport slacks. Her legs felt weak beneath her and she bit down on his bottom lip as he tugged on her nipple making her mind fuzzy. She released his lip and he began kissing her neck. Every kiss every light bite of his teeth into her skin had her seeing stars as she threw her head back against the tree. His mouth made her core pulse and her knuckles paled around his robes. She moaned loudly without a care of any creatures lurking through the forest that would have heard. Chanyeol froze, his mouth jerking away from the skin of her neck. She opened her eyes as his hand withdrew from her bra and the heat of his body left hers as he stepped away. A flush to his cheeks, the painfully restrained erection told her he looked as needy as she felt. His tongue at the corner of his mouth, the slyest, the most wicked smirk spread across his cheeks and she felt turned on as well as apprehensive. “So you do warm up.” She couldn’t find the words, couldn’t think of a coherent sentence in the scramble that was her thoughts. Her eyes wided the lustful haze fading into annoyance as he remained standing a foot in front of her. She narrowed them into a sharp glare and she stepped to him, her legs a little shaky. She balled his robes in her fists putting everything she had to send him flying into the tree behind him. The smirk left his face, surprise overcoming him and she felt the smallest amount of victory as she wrapped her hand around his throat firmly, but not enough to hinder his breathing. Her face lowered to his as she stood higher than him atop of a tangled mess of roots. She saw his lips twitch to kiss her and she smiled. “Tell anyone and I’ll kill you.”

[potterheadofficially]

My fanfic

Peter Pettigrew was always the secret keeper, Harry and Draco Won't become Enimies, Remus and Sirius we're engaged, Snape and Lily never met, and it was hours after Voldemort had killed Lily and James Potter. Sirius and Remus went over to the Potters to see if they were okay. When they saw the door wide open they rushed inside with their wands out. Remus rushed to James and Lilys side and Sirius ran around the house trying to find Harry. Sirius saw Voldemort on the floor so he kicked his face and his nose flew off, then Sirius looked around floor near Voldemort and saw harry with what looked like a red lightning bolt on his forehead. Sirius and Remus took Harry back to their house and they got Albus. Albus, Sirius, and Remus all agreed that they should raise him with belief and imagination, But he should have very little knowledge of the wizarding world and raised as a muggle.

Albus, Sirius, and Remus all knew that Peter had ratted the Potters out so they got him sent to Azkaban.

Muggle School

it was Harrys first day of muggle school Remus and Sirius were obviously worried. "You have your pencil and rubber" said Sirius then Harry said "Yes" after Remus said "do you have your books and lunch". Harry then said "yes" then Sirius said "and your extra pair of glasses" then Harry said as he walked away "I have to go". "We love you" Sirius and Remus said. After school Sirius and Remus were waiting right outside of the school. Harry came out and Sirius said "how was your first day" Sirius didn't get a reply Harry just got into the car where Remus was. It was a silent ride home but when the got back Harry walked into Sirius and Remuses room. "My day wasn't very good" Harry said. "W-why what happened" Sirius said being concerned. "They pushed me on the ground at reccess because of my scar" Harry said. "Who, how many" Remus said "Y-you don't have to worry" Harry said. "Okay just tell us if they mess with you again" Sirius said. "Good night" Harry said "Good night" Sirius and Remus said. A couple of weeks later Sirius got a telephone call. The principal said "Harry has been in a fight". "What happened is he okay, are the other kids okay" Sirius said. Then the principal said the other kids have small scrapes and it seems like Harry is fine but would you like to pick him up. "Yes and im sorry for the inconvenience" Sirius said. Sirius went to pick up Harry, Harry was already outside of his school. "Im sorry are you mad" Harry said. "No but I think its time to tell you something that" Sirius said. They drove to a wooded area near their house. As they started walking Harry said "where are we going" then Sirius said "just on a walk". They continued walking and then Sirius said "Your a special kid Harry and not in a normal way when parents tell their kids that they are special". "How am I special then" Harry said. "Harry you are a wizard but not the kind with a robe with stars on it, a real wizard". "I-im a what" He said stuttering. "You are a to be powerful wizard" Sirius said. "I AM A WIZARD WOOHOO" Harry shouted exitedly.

Hogwarts Express

3 days before Harrys birthday he found a hurt owl. He somehow nursed it back to health by pouring water on his wounded wing. He named her hedwig. On his birthday Sirius and Remus took Harry to Diagon Alley to get a birthday present. As they walked through the alley Harry read the sign of the store they were about to walk into Olivanders he read. As they walked into Olivanders wand shop harry said "what is this place" and remus said "the wand shop". "you're getting your very own wand buddy" Sirius then said. "My own wand. My very own wand!" He said excitedly. "Just remember the wand that chooses you is your wand forever" Remus said. Olivander then said "Remus? Sirius? Is that you". "In the flesh" Sirius said "Is that your son" Olivander said. "Well yes and no he's James and Lilys son." Remus said. "H-harry Potter" Olivander said "Yes I have the scar and all" Harry said. "Well Harry, let's get you a wand" Olivander said as he handed Harry the first wand. As Harry flicked the wand and lamp exploded. Olivander handed Harry the second wand he flicked it and a drawer in Olivanders filing cabinet flew out. Then Olivander handed Harry the third and final wand he flicked it and a red lumos light came out. "The wand that chose you is a brother wand to he who shall not be named" Olivander said. "We should get going but thank you Olivander great seeing you" Remus said. When they walked out of the store people were whispering because of Harry but Harry stood with his chest out and his head high. They walked out of the store and Sirius and Remus said they'd be right back. A boy bumped into Harry and the boy said "sorry im Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" Harry replied "hi Malfoy, Draco Malfoy I'm Potter, Harry Potter". "No one has done that before, well see ya around Harry"Draco said as he walked away. Harry, Sirius and Remus said their goodbyes but Harry didn't know that they'd be teaching there. On the Express Harry felt kind of lonely because no one would sit in his cart. Draco slided the door open "do have room in-" Draco stopped "er uh hi Harry" Draco said. Harry then said "Hi Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" "Okay I get it Harry, Harry Potter" Draco said as he sat down. "I only said that because you did" Harry said still happy "Well I Don't have a scar on my because you do" Draco said. "Well I don't act ador- I mean like the door because it acts like it" Harry said trying to see if Draco realized that Harry called him adorable. "Yeah t-the door" Draco said blushing and smiling. Ron opened the door "um this is the last car left can I sit in here" Ron said. Harry then said "okay if its the last car" after ron said "aren't you that kids from the platform". "Yeah im harry potter and thats draco" Harry said "D-do you have the the S-scar". Harry lifted up his hair and Ron said "wicked! Do you want to see a spell". "Why not im guessing its for your stupid fat rat" Draco said. "did you write the spell. Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow." Hermione then walked in "did you just turn your rat Yellow" she said. "Yes, Yes I did" Ron responded "impressive but im not sure its a spell this is a spell" she said walking over to harry with his broken glasses. "Oculas Reparo" she said fixing his glasses "wicked!" Ron said again. The food trolley came by and the woman pushing it said "anything from the trolley dears" Hermione just looked down, Ron held up a bag of weird food, and Draco just looked at Harry. Harry had a lot of money his parents saved for him so he said kind of questioning himself "dig in everyone". As they ate they made jokes and started building a friendship the express stopped and they had arrived at hogwarts. They borded off walking side by side in a new friendship. They already felt as hogwarts was home though they had been there for just a moment.

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