18. Jimin's Birthday

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I was too excited to contain myself as I grabbed Hoseok's hand and rushed out of the potions room

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I was too excited to contain myself as I grabbed Hoseok's hand and rushed out of the potions room. If we hurried I might make it to Arithmancy before the class started, but I wasn't too worried about it. Hoseok easily kept up with me as I ran up the stairs two at a time and through the halls with gleeful laughter for the amount of people who cursed my name and very existence. I pulled him up the spiral staircase and through the door into Ravenclaw tower without hesitation.

"Should I even be in here?" He asked quietly when I finally slowed down and released his hand. He stepped closer to the windows to admire the views, which I can proudly say were some of the best in the entire castle.

"Who's going to say anything?" I wondered, knowing we were highly unlikely to run into anyone at this time. "I'll be right back." I said breathlessly as I rushed up the stairs and into my dorm. I fell to my knees in front of my trunk and quickly threw the lid open. I grabbed the carefully wrapped, incredibly long parcel from among the contents and looked closely at it to make sure that it wasn't completely obvious what it was. The second box I grabbed was smaller and more of a generic shape.

I rummaged for a moment longer before I found the color changing ink I bought for my birthday last year. I uncorked the ink bottle and carefully wrote over the top of the packages: 'To Jimin, Happy Birthday.' None of them knew exactly what I had done, expect Jeongguk who I had to convince to help me steal the elder Gryffindor's broom. And he swore on his own broom that he wouldn't tell anyone else.

I blew on the ink to help it dry faster before I galloped down the stairs to find Hoseok talking quietly to the Grey Lady. The notoriously shy ghost seemed perturbed by finding a Hufflepuff student in her tower and was giving the innocent Hoseok an earful. She seemed mildly relieved when she spotted me and drifted dreamily through the wall.

"Here," I said in excitement as I held out the packages toward the ruffled looking boy.

"I like the Fat Friar," He said as he absently scratched his head and then his gaze fell on the shimmering, ever changing lettering near the top. "These are for Jimin?" He asked in awe as he took them and weighed each expertly in his hands. "I'm officially jealous."

I felt bad for half a second before I realized he was joking and only hit him playfully on the arm. "Namjoon said we are meeting in the fifth floor club room after Herbology to decorate?" I asked, making sure I got all of the information correct. Hoseok only nodded and followed me back into the halls of Hogwarts. "I'll see you then, Hobi!" I called happily as I raced toward my Arithmancy class. Arriving with barely seconds to spare, I was only glad that Namjoon saved me a seat and I caught my breath as the lesson started.

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I looked around the small classroom with a happy smile. Namjoon had procured so many different things to decorate with that I was feeling a bit overwhelmed when we first started. Now that everything was finished and we were only waiting for the other's to arrive, I had to say that it felt festive and beautiful.

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