Chapter 1
Jimin knew that if his housemates ever found out he was dead. He just couldn't find it in himself to stop after he started.
It all began when he was a first year, he was pleased to be sorted into Gryffindor with Jungkook and Hoseok.
Jimin was chatting away with his housemates when he saw him. Jimin couldn't look away from said boy as he walked by to take his place at the sorting hat. Jimin had seen a fair share of pretty faces, two named Tzuyu and Sooyoung, but this was a whole different level.
He had dark hair, and an even darker stare that could leave you petrified.
Jimin found himself looking at mystery boys perfectly defined jaw and his pale as white snow touched skin that just wished to be marked. Jimin knew he was staring but he couldn't help it. This boy was a god, a lord, a masterpiece.
A god that stood merely ten feet away from him. Jimin thanked heavens for the long sleeved robe to hide his sweaty palms. Jimin took a large gulp of pumpkin juice but never removing his eyes from the scene in front of hi ,he knew it was either that or he would start hyperventilating at any given moment. As professor Hyuna placed the hat on mystery boy, Jimin found himself gripping his hands in a tight embrace underneath his robe. Please he silently pleaded please let him be in Gryffindor, he didn't care that he was already whipped he just wanted to talk, laugh and get close with this boy.
The sorting hat was taking his damn time Jimin thought. He wasn't announcing a damn beauty pageant for fucks sake. Jungkook seem to notice Jimin’s hard glare.
“Hyung? What's wrong?” Jungkook’s question was directed at Jimin but his eyes were glued on a certain hufflepuff.
“Nothing kookie just tired from the train.” This seem to convince Jungkook because he didn't question him further. Jimin turned back facing the front of the table. The sorting hat seemed to be nearing a decision.
"Min Yoongi, quite a cold head you have, but the slytherin dungeon has nice fire to keep you warm." Yoongi smiled and walked down from the stage where his fellow housemates waited for him.
Jimin heard cheers from the slytherin table as Yoongi approached his new house. Min Yoongi huh? What a nice name to accompany a nice face. A really nice face.
Which brought Jimin to the present. He was sitting in the highest row of the bleachers so he could get the best view of the slytherin seeker while he was practicing. Said seeker by the name of Min Yoongi. He was a six year at Hogwarts. Some would think that his crush would have died down by now, but it was the complete opposite. Jimin loved everything about Jimin from his now newly dyed silver hair all thanks to Tonks. Even the strong grip he had while he flew on his broomstick. Many thought Jimin was an innocent kid, gratitude to his chubby cheeks. Many even confused him him for a Hufflepuff. But Jimin was far from innocent especially when it came to a silverhead seeker. Jimin was a strong wizard he knew this. He also knew that magic was meant for good but he couldn't help but jinx that Taemin kid in potions when he got to close to his Yoongi. And he may or may have not stolen Yoongi's scarf, but that wasn't the point the point was he wanted to get his Yoongi's attention one way or the other.
Jimin was so far gone formulating a plan that he didn't see the rogue Bludger coming his way. By the time Jimin turned around he was to shocked to move a muscle, but the impact never came.
"Finite incantatem" Was all he heard from those sinful lips.
"Youngjae if you curse another fucking bludger the next thing fucking cursed will be your dick!" Jimin was so aroused by the sweat dripping down Yoongi's forehead that he didn't even hear what he other asked him.
"Hey Hufflepuff did you hear me? I asked if you were okay." Jimin forced himself to look away from the damn sweat for a second. "Actually I'm a gryffindor. See its yellow and red", he said as he pointed to his scarf. Yoongi looked unimpressed.
"Look kid the colors look the fucking same, plus that's not what I asked. But I can see you have the mind to correct me so you must be alright." Jimin was motionless and senseless. This isn't how he plan his first talk with the Min Yoongi. He expected himself to be prepared with something smart but snarky. He expected himself to impress Yoongi so much that he wouldn't have another choice but to kiss him and maybe some other stuff, but this is not what he had planned at all. He couldn't help when he felt heat rush to his cheeks.
"Yes I'm okay. But you should worry more about yourself it could had hit you and then slytherin team wouldn't have liked that." That's it Jimin thought. Go for his ego he was a slytherin after all.
This time Yoongi turned around on his broomstick, he didn't say anything just a slight nod and was gone. Jimin couldn't believe it. He actually had a conversation with the Min Yoongi. Taehyung owed him 10 honeydukes.
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“Bloody hell! This has to be a joke it just has to.” Taehyung banged his hands on the desk in the back of the classroom.
Ms.Jiyoon gave them a looked but chose to ignore it.
“Taehyung shut the fuck up! I didn't tell you this so you could let the whole class know.” Jimin peeked from his bangs at the desk two rows away. It looked like Yoongi hadn’t heard anything. Good. The last thing he needed was Yoongi finding out this way.
He needed to have Yoongi fall for him and see what could be his.
While Jimin was formulating his new plan he didn't fail to notice how close Taemin was getting to Yoongi. That wouldn't do Jimin thought. That wouldn't do at all.