SUMMARY: Harry Potter AU! (obviously doesn’t follow the storyline of the books, my own imagination)
You were sorted as a Slytherin your first year at Hogwarts. But unfortunately you didn’t quite grasp that concept; you knew deep in your heart you didn’t belong in such a wicked household where everyone just seemed so evil and spiteful. You could barely make friends out of your house, let alone in it where everyone thought of you as dangerous. Besides Park Jimin that is, the popular, smart, beautiful quidditch captain for the Hufflepuff team, and now after years of being the outcast, someone in your own house will pick you up. The very desirable and charmingly mysterious, Min Yoongi takes quite a liking towards you. What will happen? Romance? Disaster? Adventure? All three?
But what happens when strange and treacherous things start to threaten the peace at Hogwarts? What if you are the only one who can fix the situation from dooming everybody?*Warning possible smut in future chapters, if you do not like that then I will put a notice in the chapter title for you to skip.
WORD COUNT: 2,791
CHAPTER ONE
“MS. (L/N)!”
as if the universe was forcefully pulling me with it’s gravitational fist, to give me a personal wake up call: my head quickly shot up from the uncomfortable, saliva pooled desk to greet the owner of the beastly voice. I felt pain flow through my neck as I quickly turned around to find where the exasperated sound was coming from. As I looked at my surroundings, and realized where I actually was, I felt my cheeks grow hotter in temperature, as the blood flow hastily rushed to the front of my face, shamefully marking me as, what professor Snape says, “a lazy idiot girl” and a “disgrace to the Slytherin house”.
As I looked around, all I could see was the grotesque, ugly faces of my fellow classmates. All of them were practically red in the face trying to hold in their annoying sniggers of laughter. The only ones who didn’t look like they were gonna suffocate from this “hilarious” joke, was a Hufflepuff, who goes by the name: Park Jimin. A.K.A: one of my only real friends that I like to call “Chim-Chim”, and (as Jimin likes to call him) Mr.Satan himself .
"Ms. (L/N).“ Said the spiteful voice in a tone of annoyance, trying to capture my unwanted attention. I slowly turned my neck while fearing for my life, and trailed my eyes from the floor up to the tiny deep dark black holes of Professor Snape’s. His puny black eyes were piercing into my soul discrediting any source of dignity I had, with one tired and emotionless stare. Snape was far from amused that I was sleeping in his class, as it’s definitely not the first time I’ve been caught red handed.
I looked at him and let a sheepish smile spread across my face while a nervous “Yes?” Escaped my pale lips. Unlike my “poor” teacher, my peers were more than entertained by my actions and in fact, I bet some of them were excited and wetting their pants in anticipation for me to finally get what I “deserved”.
I focused my attention back to snape who was literally glaring daggers at me with his stone cold pale features. I let the small smile I was holding turn into a startled expression, so he wouldn’t get the wrong idea that I was taking this situation lightly. Which in all honesty, I kind of was. Snape has threatened, and tried, ON numerous occasions to send me to Professor Dumbledore with a demand for expulsion, which has always turned up as a failure.
“I’m sorry Severus, for we can’t expel a student for simply falling asleep in class.”
Snape would just silently kill me with his monsterous stare while his face twitched in hatred. I would always just sit there in complete silence, thanking Dumbledore for his unearned mercy towards me and others who have felt snape’s wrath.
But I have a feeling I won’t be that lucky this time, for Dumbledore did say if it happened again there should be some sort of consequence to my lazy yet unalarming actions.
“She can help hagrid keep the quidditch field in tip top shape for the upcoming season!”
Of course as much as I didn’t want to participate in helping one of the hairiest, and not to mention most giant man ON Hogwarts keep a damn field from looking messy, it’s a lot better than cleaning bathrooms, or if Snape had his way: possible death by sacrifice. I was a lot more content on the idea.
“(Y/N)! Are you listening to a bloody word I am saying or are you to busy daydreaming about how you’re gonna have to clean the field for the rest of the school year?” Said Snape through gritted teeth.
I looked over at Jimin, who was obviously disappointed in my lack of effort to pay attention in class and to the Professor. I could tell, by the fact he had his arms crossed in shame and by the fact that he was shaking his head of orange hair in a sideways motion.
“Hey (y/n), you might want to stop looking to your boyfriend for help and answer Professor Snape for once!” Said THE disgusting vile creature, Jeon Jungkook (Slytherin), who high fived Draco Malfoy after he caused the whole class to giggle at the hilarious joke that was my life.
Poor Jimin…always getting caught or brought up in my problems that I drag him into. The weird thing was that Jimin is a very popular dude, and a social butterfly as well as captain of the quiditch team for his house. Girls, and some boys, practically fell to his feet, googling at him to capture his attention. Everyone wanted to be Jimin’s friend, for he was smart, kind, and tough when he needed to be, and why the fuck he hung out with me was a huge question that hung over everyone’s head, including mine. To tell you the honest to god truth, even I can’t put my finger on.
My cheeks flushed red again from jungkook’s comment , but I Witheld my usually snarky tone, and refrained from a comeback to refer my attention back to Snape. Whom I answered as best as i could.
“I’m..i’m sorry Professor, I was up all night studying, I’ll try to refrain next time from sleeping in your class.” As much as I hated to, I admitted defeat, in order to stray away from any more embarrassment that could come my way.
Snape let out a grunt of disapproval before walking away to the front of the classroom, probably not wanting to waste anymore useless energy on me. “Well whatever, you know what your punishment is, go see Hagrid after classes end today. ” and as if something was finally going right and my prayers were answered: class was finally over.
As quickly as i could, I grabbed my books and wand off my desk to rush out of the dark depressing classroom/ dungeon, in order to find a place where I could be alone. I don’t think I could go to my next class with any sense of dignity or be as focused as I usually am. Not only was I embarrassed because of Snape or Jungkook, it’s just the fact that I was an actual idiot falling asleep again in class. It was also the fact that I have to help some weird grown ass man clean a field that’s literally just dirt and poles for the rest of the school year.
The weird thing is: I’m actually a good student and a good witch, I just really fucking hate snape and his stupid potions class with a burning passion. I earn good grades, as I’m almost top of the class right behind some girl named Heromine Granger, and right in front of a boy named Kim Taehyung (Griffindor). The fact that my record is gonna be far from perfect, just because I slept in class irks me beyond belief.
They usually say Slytherins have the upper hand with Snape and have an advantage inside his classroom to practically get away with anything. With me: that’s far from the truth. From Day one, Snape hated my guts and swore to somehow make me miserable and feel like shit in front of everyone. Fortunately, I’ve heard I’m not the only one who gets underneath the grown ass emo man’s skin, in fact there are several others who the old chap just cannot stand. He doesn’t even like Harry Potter, the boy who defeated Voldemort, and before you freak out that I said his name just know that, I absolutely 100% understand why but know that I also 100% don’t care as well.
I kept walking until I ended up on a far end of Hogwarts, where a sparkling crystal clear waterfall flowed into a small river that connected to a forest covered by dark trees. Truthfully I had never seen this place before and nor did I know where I was, however I didn’t care though, I just wanted a place where I could be by myself and sulk in my own embarrassment. Maybe cry a little? I don’t know, but what I do know is that I’m sick and tired of being in a house I don’t belong too. Everyone hates me, and fucking Jeon Jungkook shakes my entire being with wrath.
Like what the hell is his issue and why does he treat me like I’m his little bitch? I have so much that I want to tell him off for, because of the way he’s always tried to make me feel, but to be honest I don’t have the energy to even try. I feel like I would have more friends in the Slytherin house if he didn’t manipulate everyone into thinking I’m such a strange and easy person. Not only that, not a lot of people from other houses are willing to be my friend because I carry an automatic stigma on my shoulders for being in such a problematic household
ugh.
My thoughts were suddenly cut short, and I felt the hair on the back of my neck stiffen with a response to fear, I wasn’t alone anymore. The presence of another person or thing lingered strongly and I could feel them from behind, their eyes furiously burning holes on the back of my head. All I could do was stand there quietly not making a sound. My head had a million thoughts rushing through it, and many emotions that hopefully my brain was just playing a trick on me.
Praying on that thought, I turn my body around slowly, with my eyes closed afraid to open them. Unhurriedly, I opened one eye, my breath shook unsteadily as the alluring setting of the perplexing forest started coming back to my vision, I opened the other, and thankfully there was not a thing in sight.
I felt my heartbeat ease and settle back to it’s normal rhythm.
“How do you get so…. frightened?”
A rough, edgy voice spoke lazily into my ear from behind. I could feel their hot breath escape past my lobe causing goosebumps to arise across my entire body.
I felt an icy chill rush through my being, and shivers travel up my spine, as those words entered my conscious. My heartbeat escalated even quicker than before as I felt the person move behind me, their body smoothly gliding against my back. My fight or flight response was kicking in, and I wanted to scream, but with this psychopath so close there’s no fucking use, as he basically has me in his reach. I was to frightened to even reach for my wand in my robe, and I don’t know a strong enough curse to much anyway. Well fuck.
All of the sudden, the mysterious person stood in front of me, so I could take in their presence. I looked to stare them in the face before the inevitable of only god knows what.
I mentally slapped myself
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I thought.
Are. You. SHITTING. ME?
“W-what the hell is your problem?!”
My voice was shaking, I’ve never been more scared in my life. I felt like crying my eyes out and drowning in my own embarrassment again for the second time today. The suspicious culprit was none other than Min Yoongi, a sixth year, and one of the most quiet and to himself people at Hogwarts. However, unlike me, although practically noiseless, he’s pretty popular especially with the girls. Everyone likes his tranquil, rude, and edgy personality; most girls find him incredibly dreamy, but me as of right now, I find him incredibly creepy.
He lazily smiled at me, his white snowy hair resting atop his forehead, and his curious eyes stared into mine. I thought he was ignoring my question before he chuckled softly.
“It’s not my fault you freak out over nothing, like damn,” He paused slightly to look me up and down, “you should really work on that especially if you’re a….Slytherin?”
The last word of that sentence went up in a question, as if he was unsure of my true identity, and to be honest I don’t blame him at all. I’ve said this from almost Day 1, even as a child, I belong with Jimin in the Hufflepuff house, I feel like I could’ve made something of myself there and would of had more people who actually enjoy my company. My problem is, I don’t fit in with the Slytherin crowd, they find me too vulnerable and emotional, while the other houses see me as vulgar and dangerous.
For the past 5 years, Jimin has always told me not to question myself or where I belong, that I should just own up to my character, and not give a shit about what anyone says. I always reply by saying a damn hat, that barely touched the top of my head doesn’t know a thing about me, and shouldn’t be able to judge where I spend a good chunk of my life.
“I- I…. who the hell are you to judge me?” Even though I agree with him, I felt a surge of confidence knowing that I’m not gonna give him the satisfaction of defying my character……only I can do that to myself.
His smile turned into a small smirk and I can tell that me taking offense was very amusing to him.
“I’m not….just asking a question. You don’t have to get so hostile.” He crossed his arms before looking at the dark and beautiful scenery of the gloomy forest that set around us.
“Me judging you would be saying that you seem too cute and innocent too be wandering in this place all by yourself, what are you even doing here?”
I blushed slightly at his comment. How dare he call me cute. I mean I kind of don’t mind it, but it’s the principal of the matter!
His eyebrow propped up in question, as he stared down at me with a stoic expression, it was almost unreadable. At the moment I felt as if I was a child being scolded by the cool older kid who acted like they knew everything. As much as I wanted to tell him it was none of his business and to kindly fuck off, I refrained.
“To be honest I just wanted to be by myself….away from all the noise and the annoying people.” Yoongi looked perplexed, and almost surprised by my statement.
I took deep breath before turning around, my face red from the cold wind with a mixture of feeling flustered.
“Whatever,” I sighed, “ You don’t understand…..I have to leave anyway.” I grip tightly onto my books, and started to walk away in order to find a new place to sulk. I felt a loose but firm grip on my shoulder before I could take even a couple steps away from where I was standing.
“Listen, I’m not one to usually care about other people’s problems,” I turned my body back around to face him, "but if anything, I get what you’re feeling, I want nothing more than to be alone too. That’s why I’m here, this is my usual ‘alone’ spot.“
I felt bad, almost as if I was invading someone else’s privacy or stealing something valuable.
"O-oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mea-”
Yoongi cut me off by rolling his eyes and deeply sighing in annoyance.
“You don’t have to fucking apologize, all I wanted to say was that you can stay….
if you want.”
AU: this is my first fanfic and I really appreciate criticism and thoughts! thanks!