#possibly combined with an “adrien never went to public school” AU

[sunfoxfic]

Obsessed with the idea of Jagged Stone being in the rich adults club in Paris and as soon as he and Luka start to grow closer as father and son, Luka starts getting invited to the rich kid club in Paris. I think it would be very funny.

[crypticcravings]

There’s Something in Your Eyes

I'm going to kind of combine prompts for this one, and that may be cheating a bit, but I like this enough to submit it for both. First and foremost, this is a Harry Potter AU (Day 13), and I have combined it a bit with Day 17, Prom Night. Of course, the closest thing to a "prom" in the Harry Potter universe would be the Yule Ball! So this will be a two-shot, with part one being posted today, and part two posted on the 17th. I hope you enjoy!

This year, the Triwizard Tournament is being held at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, where Marinette Dupain-Cheng has been selected as Champion. She is not afraid of most of the challenges that await her. Except one. Fantastic beasts? No problem. Tests of wit? She's got them in the bag. Asking her crush to the Yule Ball? That's a different story entirely…

Named for Ajab Si from Om Shanti Om.

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Alya placed a hand on a vibrating Marinette's shoulder. She had been anxious all day, and couldn't seem to get ahold of herself. "You can do this, girl! Just believe in yourself!"

"I don't know, Alya, he's already turned three girls down today," Marinette lamented. "What makes you think he'll agree to go with me?"

"He can't possibly turn down the school champion, though! He didn't even know any of those other girls. They only recognize him from fashion magazines. You're his friend! Plus, I've always thought he's had a soft spot for you."

Marinette's face flamed up. She had a point. The other girls weren't even Beauxbatons students. "A-anyway, what do I even say to him?" 

Alya wrapped her arm all the way around Marinette's neck and waved her wand in a circle. "You just go up to him and say everything exactly as we practiced. You can do it!"

Marinette took a deep breath, "Okay, I can do this."

It was the 21st Triwizard tournament since it's revival, and this year the tournament was being held at their school. Marinette had the great honor of being the Beauxbatons champion for the year, and while the challenges didn't normally scare her, there was one thing that left her terrified: asking Adrien Agreste to the Yule Ball. 

"Alright, here's your chance!" Alya put both hands on her shoulders. "Go for it, Marinette!" 

As Adrien walked by the corridor with Nino, Alya shoved Marinette directly in front of him. No one would have guessed that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a Tournament Champion, capable of taming wild beasts and life-threatening battles with the way she tripped and flailed her arms as she stumbled out in front of her crush and his best friend. Her textbooks spilled out of her arms, and her holly wood wand slipped out of her hand. The only thing stopping her from tumbling on the ground along with them was a strong arm wrapping around her waist as she flailed. 

"Are you alright," Adrien asked, bringing Marinette upright.  

"You're so fine--I mean I'm fine! Everything's great! I just fell for--I mean over you--I mean, I just tripped a little bit." Marinette groaned internally at her inability to speak a coherent sentence in front of this boy and cursed Alya for forcing her to follow through with this plan. 

As usual, if Adrien noticed her nonsensical babble, he chose to ignore it. "Well, I'm glad you're okay."

Both Adrien and Marinette bent down together to retrieve her dropped materials. Nino handed her the nearly trampled wand and Adrien helped her back to her feet. "Thank you."

"No problem." Adrien shot her one of his million dollar smiles, and Marinette had to focus on holding onto her materials this time. "See you later, Marinette."

He and Nino started to walk once again, and Marinette knew this was now or never. She had to do it. She was going to do it. "Wait, Adrien!" 

He turned back to look at her. "What's up?"

"Um…"Marinette took a breath to steady herself. She could do this. Before she could stutter, doubt, or second guess herself, she forced the words out of her mouth with as much strength and confidence as she could muster. "Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?" 

Marinette's heart pounded in her chest. Part of her wanted to turn and run from the sheer embarrassment of actually asking her crush to the ball, but she stood her ground. She was a Champion, after all. She could face dragons and giant spiders. She could deal with this. 

By some miracle, Adrien smiled. Not one of his fake model smiles that he showed the girls who fawned over him every day, or that he wore on the cover of magazines, but a real, genuine smile that she only saw when he was laughing at one of his own jokes, or when Nino was telling him about his most recent date with Alya. "I'd love to go with you, Marinette!"

"Really?"

"Of course! It'll be fun!"

Behind Adrien, Nino, ever the wingman, gave Marinette two thumbs up. She could hear the faint shutter of Alya's cell camera.  

"Yes! Great! So…um…I'll see you later then?"

"Yeah, see you later!" Adrien gave her a small wave before turning with Nino to continue on their way.

Marinette waved back at him, a dreamy smile painted across her face. He'd said yes! He was going to the ball with her! She couldn't believe this.

"…ette! Earth to Marinette!" Alya waved her hand in front of Marinette's face. 

"I think my legs went numb," Marinette whispered. "I don't think I can make it to class today."

Alya chuckled. "I guess I'll just have to carry you, then."

Alya looped her arm through Marinette's and tugged her towards the classroom. Marinette could have sworn that she floated the entire way there.

"So, are you psyched for your date with Marinette?" 

Adrien gave Nino a puzzled look. "Date?"

Nino grinned, resting his headphones around his neck. "You know, your date. At the Yule Ball."

Adrien shook his head. "It's not a date, Nino."

He rolled his eyes. "It's totally a date, bro. I've seen the way you look at her. Throw in some low lighting and some sweet romantic tunes, and you're in business."

Adrien's eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "What are you talking about? How do I look at her?"

"Dude, its like she's the sun and your whole world revolves around her. How can I not notice? How can you not notice?"

Adrien shook his head as class began. Sure, Marinette was awesome. She was brave, smart, quick on her feet, strong, and beautiful, but he didn't look at her like that, did he?

News spread to the rest of the school within the next two days, thanks to coverage by the school news paper, and no thanks to Alya for providing pictures. 

Marinette had quickly gotten used to being scrutinized since entering the tournament, but she didn't appreciate having her love life projected about the school, especially when she hadn't even established that she had a love life yet.

"Why did you give them that photo, Alya?" Marinette pushed the newspaper away from her and flopped forward on the table.

"The world deserves to know that my girl is making progress. Everyone already knows you two are made for each other. Just had to make it official."

Marinette groaned. She couldn't help feeling a little proud of the public announcement, even through her embarrassment. She wasn't sure yet what Adrien thought of the article, but she would deal with that if it came up.

"So are you going to be making your dress?"

Marinette turned to face her best friend and grinned. "I started it weeks ago."

"Dang girl, you didn’t even have a date yet."

"I would have to go either way," Marinette shrugged. "Plus, I thought I'd need more time. Sewing with magic is way faster than using my grandmother's machine."

"Tell me about it. I know I've said it before, but can you imagine what my parents would say if they saw some of this stuff? If my dad could see some of the animals you've battled, he would flip out."

Alya, being muggle born, was always finding something new to marvel over. It was refreshing for Marinette. Being half-human, she'd grown up in a blended household filled with both human and wizard technology, so it was fun to see someone who had access to so much technology in the human world obsessing over technology and magic that had existed for hundreds of years. 

"So, how's it looking? The dress I mean." 

Marinette giggled. "It's a surprise.

Adrien, of course, heard about the newspaper article fairly quickly. He generally shrugged it off, not really bothering to even read it. He'd heard what he needed to know from Nino, after all. And Chloe, of course, had her fair share to say about it. He tried to ignore her as much as possible for his own sanity. 

He gathered that Alya had submitted the pictures and been the primary source for the article. Nino was eating it up, of course, insisting that it was equivalent of announcing his and Marinette's relationship. 

Nino considered Adrien to be deeply in denial, not out of distaste for Marinette, but simply because he was too dense to realize his own feelings. He was a pure soul, thoroughly innocent to the point of not wholly understanding himself. 

Nino knew him well, though. He saw the way he lit up when Marinette was around, and how she captured his attention just by being in the same room. He wanted his boy to be happy, and Marinette was able to do that for him.

It was time to talk to Alya about developing a plan.

Part 2