Chapter Three
Youngho slowly finished his essay for his history of magic class, as a shadow blocked the sunlight that was coming in from the window. He wasn’t surprised to be faced with Kunhang, who dragged the seat opposite of him out. As the younger sat with his legs underneath him, Youngho placed his pen down. “Have you started?” he spoke calmly, looking around to make sure no one was around.
Kunhang’s expression was stoic as he nodded, “Yeah…” he whispered, his head lowered, “my powers are working on him, I didn’t even have to confront him myself.” he stated. Youngho smiled, but the brightness of it did not reach his eyes. “What about you?”
Youngho hummed, turning to look outside, the Black Lake shining in the sunlight. “We’ll see how the little songbird decides to play this out. But as of right now, I have started.” Kunhang nodded, he eyed the older boy hesitantly, catching the elder’s attention. “What is it?”
“What happens… if I catch feelings one of these days?” Kunhang mumbled as a hufflepuff girl walked by. Youngho waited for a moment before giving the younger a look. “No, I’m serious. I know we’re not supposed to but… what if it does?” Kunhang played with the sleeves of his shirt absentmindedly. “I know we put these people in a life of death situation, and only they can choose their fate, but…” Kunhang refused to look up from his hands.
Youngho released a suffering sigh, rolling his eyes. “Oh Kunhang, you are still young and naive.” he spoke quietly, the younger boy tensed. “The dark lord has given us a task, and we must fulfil it. Whether or not you are in love. If it was true love, then they will choose correctly. It is not love if they choose death.” Youngho whispered, his voice filled with venom. Kunhang hung his head low, nodding. “Don’t tell me… you think this kid has gotten into your head?” He stated accusingly.
Kunhang couldn’t stop from shrugging at the question. He didn’t know what he was feeling, but he did know the thought of Lucas dying wasn’t sitting right in his heart. “I guess… it could go away.” He whispered, “How do I make this dread go away, Youngho… How?” Kunhang whimpered. The older boy reached out to grab the younger’s hand softly.
“Want to know my secret?” he whispered, he smiled as Kunhang looked up with wide eyes, nodding. “I place myself back into my worst memory, and associate that with whomever I have been tasked to.” Youngho rubbed his thumb comfortingly over Kunhang’s palm. “But you’re right… this place, these tasks… they seem much more difficult to keep at a safe distance.” Youngho kissed Kunhang’s wrist, letting the boy’s hand go after. Kunhang smiled with a burning misery that Youngho decided he wanted to ignore as he stood up, backing his belongings up. “Remember, do not fall for him… he most likely won’t fight for us.” Youngho stated as he walked away. Kunhang felt his chest seize up as he once again watched Youngho’s retreating form, he really hated being alone.
The quidditch stands were occupied by a scarce number of people, most being gryffindors, and a few hufflepuffs. Kunhang felt his nerves rise as he looked around sheepishly at the stand he had chosen to sit in. There were only three other people sitting in the front row, all girls, and all were gryffindors. Kunhang curled into himself unconsciously as he sat down in the back of the stand, away from any praying lion eyes.
After a few minutes, the three girls started to giggle and push each other, making Kunhang notice that the field was now being used, and flashes of red and gold zipped by. His eyes followed the figures that moved quickly through the air, smiling shyly as he made eye contact with a specific lankly gryffindor. Said lanky gryffindor reciprocated with a goofy smile that ended with a look of pain as the quaffle smacked into his chest as one of his team mates passed him it. Kunhang felt himself react naturally, a laugh bubbling out as he smiled apologetically at Lucas. The three girls had turned to stare at him, their faces darkening.
Kunhang had known that coming to this practice was risky, he had known that other students would be watching him. And he had known he was not the most welcomed, especially as he was clad in his lined green, black robes and the crest of a snake that sat just above his heart. But the faces of shock the girls wore as Lucas flew to him, leaning on the broom to be eye level with Kunhang, made the slytherin boy grin with a bit of mischief.
“You made it!” Lucas laughed out, Kunhang nodded shyly, eyeing the other people behind the gryffindor. Lucas seemed to give little care to what anyone thought. “I really appreciate it, I’ll be done in about thirty minutes, since today is just seeing what the first years that are trying out can do. Which is usually not too much, so I’ll be done soon!” Lucas spoke loudly as his excitement grew, making Kunhang giggle. He watched as the gryffindor pulled his broom up, smiling one last time at the slytherin before he took off back to his team. Kunhang let a satisfying smirk grow across his face as he sat back, letting the stare’s of jealousy he was getting soak into his skin.
As the practice seemed to be ending, the three girls stood, walking out of their row and towards the back of the stand where the stairs were. The girl leading the other two be-lined to Kunhang who had known this was going to happen. It was too predictable at this point. “You…” she sneered as her eyes glared down at him. Kunhang just looked back at her with an unbothered stare. “You’re using your stupid seduction powers to make Yukhei like you, but it won’t work. He will never love you, ever. No one could ever love a whore, especially one from your kind.” She spit at his feet, his face contorted into disgust. “All your kind does is seduce and kill humans, such devilish creatures. Why do the ministry even let you live amongst us?” She barked. Her two followers just smirked in triumph as they stood behind her.
Kunhang felt his dark eyes flash a bright blue as he felt his anger bubble. His back itched as he felt his wings try to break through his skin. He held back his inner beast. “Devilish, huh?” he spoke softly, his eyes still a translucent blue, “it is hard to judge, since such words came from such an ugly, disgusting, and crude bitch.” Kunhang growled, his skin burned as he knew his anger was causing his inner being to react. The girl seemed to realize this as she took a step back, her friend to the right of her gasped.
“We need to go, come on Yuqi…” she whispered, her eyes unable to fully look at Kunhang, who tried to suppress his anger. He couldn’t let these three girls cause such an unnecessary aggression from him, he needed to stay calm, or else the ministry or the headmaster would have to remove him from the Hogwarts. Kunhang wouldn’t be able to show his face ever again to the Dark Lord. Yuqi and her two followers made a quick get away once Kunhang had calmed down enough to breathe once again, sitting back against the wall.
In the locker room, the gryffindor team were redressing into their robes. The noise of everyone talking mindlessly was deaf to Lucas as he rushed to shower, dress, and make sure his hair was styled decently. He quickly locked his locker, turning to leave and find Kunhang, but was stopped by Jaehyun, who was standing in his path. “Dude, I gotta go.” Lucas mumbled as he tried to move around the older boy, who stepped back into the boy’s way. “Jaehyun!” Lucas whined.
Jaehyun sighed, “Lucas, why are you hanging out with Kunhang Wong?” he asked in an annoyed tone. “You should know that the boy is a full Veela, and he is not a good person. He killed someone back in china.” Jaehyun whispered, Lucas rolled his eyes.
“That’s just a rumor, Jaehyun…” Lucas whined in aggravation. “I got to go, Kunhang’s waiting for me, and unlike you…” Lucas gave Jaehyun a passive aggressive glare, as he shouldered the shorter boy out of his way. “I don’t keep the people I like waiting.” Jaehyun eyed Lucas’ retreating figure as he rushed out of the room. Jeongyeon and Jisoo came to stand beside Jaehyun.
“He’s falling into a trap isn’t he?” Jisoo grunted. Jeongyeon and Jaehyun shook their heads in disbelief. “No, even worse. He’s fallen into the snake pit, and is about to be strangled by the boa.” Jeongyeon scuffed.
Lucas first noticed that Kunhang looked much paler than before, as he kneeled down next to the slytherin. He squinted in confusion as he noticed the raven haired locks were slightly lighter, almost a brunette, as blonde highlights tried to creep out. “Kunhang…” he whispered, as he lightly shook the boy. No response, the slytherin just sat against the wall, body lifeless. Lucas frowned as he placed both his hands onto the boy’s cheeks, holding his head up right. “Kunhang” he spoke in a much louder voice.
He should have known really, considering he did take a magical creatures class and he did learn about veelas, that scaring a Veela would not lead to anything great. But he was not expecting the usually dark orbs of Kunhang’s eyes to snap open, showing beautiful, bright blue eyes glaring up at him. Nor did he expect the pain and force that came from the boy pushing him away, moving Lucas all the way to the bottom of the stand. “Kunhang! It’s me! Lucas… please calm down…” Lucas pleaded as he saw that the boy was in a fear fueled transe.
Kunhang's eyes closed once again as he held his head in his hands. Lucas frowned as the boy whispered, “I’m sorry…” Kunhang’s head pounded as he tried to calm down, but the inner being within him was not happy. “You need to go, Lucas please leave.” Kunhang spoke in a pained tone, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Lucas just stood up, walking slowly up the slytherin boy, and held out his hand. “We need to go see Madam Sunye, you need some draught of peace.” He spoke softly, kneeling down to be eye level with Kunhang, who just rubbed at his eyes.
It took a few minutes before Kunhang’s body started to calm down, if only because of the boy’s lack of energy. Lucas felt a small smile crawl onto his face as the veela fell into his arms, unconscious. He gently lifted the slytherin boy up, carrying him out of the stand. He ignored the stares and whispers as he carried the boy through the halls of Hogwarts. Lucas slowed his pace as he noticed a tall figure to his right staring. The gryffindor was aware of Youngho Seo's existence, but he had never seen the older boy, but as he made eye contact Lucas felt his heart drop. The look, Youngho gave him, made his skin crawl. He sped up his steps as he pushed the doors to the infirmary open. “Madam Sunye!” he called out, panic twisted in his voice.
The nurse poked her head out of her office close to the back of the hall. Her eyes widened as she quickly walked over to the two boys. “What happened here?” she asked in bewilderment.
Lucas went to speak, but he stopped. He had no clue as to why Kunhang’s Veela was triggered, and he didn’t know how to explain it to the nurse. “Uh…” he stuttered, eyes darting between the nurse and Kunhang who was still unconscious. Just as Lucas was about to speak again, a red haired ravenclaw came over to Madam Sunye’s side.
“Kunhang Wong?” the boy, Lucas saw his name tag, said Yuta, mumbled as he handed the nurse a file. “He’s a veela, full blood, I believe.” Yuta stated, his sharp eyes landed on Lucas, making the gryffindor splutter for a moment. “What happened? Was he triggered into releasing his veela?” Lucas nodded slowly.
“I think so, but I’m not too sure. I came out of the locker room and found Kunhang in a ball in one of the stands. He was scared, and said he didn’t want to hurt me.” Lucas tried to explain, Yuta and Madam Sunye nodded.
Madam Sunye smiled sadly as she moved Kunhang’s hair out of his face softly. “I will administer some Draught of Peace. If there is no change, we’ll have to call the Ministry to send a Veela physician.” She stated, silently motioning for Yuta to hand over a vile of the potion. Lucas frowned as he watched her make the sleeping boy drink the potion. After a few more moments, Madam Sunye walked away, leaving Lucas and Yuta alone.
Yuta eyed Kunhang. He knew the boy did not have many fans, but for someone or for anyone to cause so much stress on the young slytherin, that he passed out, was cruel. He knew Kunhang was not an innocent child, but he did not believe all the rumors. Yuta glanced at Lucas, who pulled the sit next to Kunhang’s bed, gently grasping the boy’s hand. “You knew he was a Veela, correct?” Yuta questioned, Lucas nodded silently. “You seem to be very… kind to him.” Yuta analyzed how the younger gryffindor twitched under his stare.
Lucas rubbed his thumb over Kunhang’s palm. “You’re right, I am kind to him.” he whispered, “But why shouldn’t I? He has never been anything but normal…” Lucas looked down at his and Kunhang’s hand. Yuta noticed the boy’s eyes close.
“Love is an emotion that Veela’s use to manipulate men.” he stated, but smiled slightly. “But Kunhang is not using any of his powers on you, I can tell.” Lucas looked up at the ravenclaw, smiling goofily. “But I think you shouldn’t get your hopes up. Love isn’t a strong emotion, especially not for creatures such as veelas.” Yuta felt Lucas’ eyes on him as he went to walk away.
“How do you know he isn’t using his magic?” Lucas questioned, as he glanced at Kunhang. “Normally people can’t tell that veelas are using their magic to seduce men…” Yuta just shrugged as he walked away. As he went back to his makeshift desk close to Madam Sunye’s office, he looked up to see Youngho. The tall slytherin was standing at the entrance of the infirmary, a smirk on his face as he just stared down the ravenclaw with a mysterious smirk, before walking away. Yuta closed his eyes. He really hated this, he really hated humans.