Lee Minhyung Imagines

f | plushies with a hint of jealousy

IMPORTANT REMINDER/S:
- Harry Potter AU (Your House - Ravenclaw, Mark's House - Hufflepuff)
- Cursing

"Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy begone."

Mark's POV

"Shit!" I muttered under my breath as I looked at the time.

It had been about thirty minutes since my patrolling had ended, meaning to say that I was finally free, but I was more than absolutely a dead meat, "God, Y/N's gonna kill me that's for sure..." Mumbling, I began to pick up my pace as I made my way to the Ravenclaw dormitory where she resides in.

Clearing my throat, I looked at the closed doors and had my fingers crossed, expecting for a riddle to come up when a voice spoke up, "I guess it's safe to say that you're the Mark Lee?"

"I- yes, yes, that would be me," I answered, quite bewildered, "Won't there be any kind of quiz that I have to solve before I enter the Ravenclaw premises?" I asked.

"Fortunately, you won't need to squeeze your brain just to find an answer for a certain question before you enter. I'm sure you'll be needing it while finding a suitable excuse as to why you're late." Shaking my head out of guilt, I then mumbled, "So, she's been fumbling?"

A chuckled followed through, "I'm afraid that 'fumbling' would be a huge understatement," Then a short pause filled the room. I stood there, nodding as the doors opened up to me. Without wasting any more time I barged into the Ravenclaw dormitory.

This must have come a huge shock to the prefects, because both Taeil Moon and Namjoon Kim, the student heads of the Ravenclaw house, stood up from the loveseat they each sat on earlier before I marched into their once peaceful common room.

"And what might a Hufflepuff like you be needing at this time?" Taeil asks, raising a brow at me, "Kid, you do realize that it's hours past curfew, right? So either you and your pretty ass go back to where you came from or it'll be detention for a week." It was Namjoon's turn to speak, and I swore I had shit myself out of fear.

That dude was hella intimidating, no wonder he's a head boy.

"I-I just needed to talk to someone here, it's pretty serious so I don't think tomorrow would be a great option," I explained, trying to bargain with them.

Namjoon raised his point finger and opened his mouth, but Taeil had silenced him and just looked at him; the lad followed suite as he placed his hand down. "Alright, fine, we'll let you go- but the next time this happens I swear to Merlin I will pull you to Professor Flitwick, maybe even Professor Snape," Kim warns and I gingerly nodded my head, truly scared for my life.

I immediately thanked the two and dashed towards where the females' rooms were located, looking through every number imprinted on the doors, "080, 081... ah! There you are, 082," My eyes shunned with relief but was soon replaced with guilt as I twisted the knob to find it open. She must've waited that long, huh? I felt like my gut dropped just at the thought of it.

Through the darkness, the moonlight glimmered through the windows, each one looking like a spotlight. I made my way through their mini living room and into one of the bedroom doors I knew all too well.

And with a slight smile, I opened the door wide.

But instead of Y/N, I saw something that caused an immediate change to my expression.

My face suddenly turns grim, and all I could see was red.

As I saw the woman I cherish, the love of my life, laying in her bedroom with a huge figure beside her, which I presume to be a man.

I couldn't clearly see his face, but the sight of them had disgust me, and so I ran out of her bedroom, and out of her dormitory altogether.

The guilt that once consumed my insides had turned bitter, hurt immersing through my veins. "I can't believe she would do this to me... what did I even expect? I'm a literal nerd and a Hufflepuff for fuck's sake," I mumbled to myself, walking towards my dormitory.

"Hey, you don't look so good. Everything alright with Y/N?" Kristene, a head girl here, asked as soon as she saw me enter. I only gave her a nod and made my way to my room, not giving a damn about anything at the moment.

Tomorrow was definitely going to be an absolute joke.

~The Next Day~

Your POV

I was beyond pissed as soon as I woke up. "That twat really didn't show up, huh? Well, at least I had you to cheer me up last night, thanks Bub," I whispered, rubbing the soft fur on this huge stuffed toy that dumbass, whom I refuse to say the name, gave to me as a present.

Apparently he couldn't find any muggle books for me to enjoy.

Finally dismissing the thought, I groggily got up from my bed and went to the bathroom, where I would begin my day. By doing final touches to my hair, I took one last glance at myself before grabbing my things and walking towards the main hall where breakfast was being served.

"Y/N, hey!", "Good morning lovely!", "How's your day so far, Y/N?" I answered each of them and greeted the others with a smile. I guess it's safe to say that I have quite the reputation here considering how I'm in a relationship with Hufflepuff's second best boy; Diggory was always inferior.

I sat with my Ravenclaw friends and greeted them a "Good morning!" before helping myself out with the food. I took some carbs and proteins, pouring myself a glass of juice to start my system.

While I peacefully enjoyed the scrumptious meal, a tap on the shoulder stopped me from taking another bite. Slowly placing the utensils down, I turned to look at the person who interrupted me, "Is there anything I can d-" I stopped as soon as I saw who it was.

"Oh, well, look who decided to finally show up," I said, sarcasm oozing within me as I stood up, "Did doing something for me on our monthsary required too much of an effort for you to do? A simple greeting would've done it." I added, rolling my eyes.

He snickers, much to my surprise, "I can't believe that after what happened with you last night, you still have the absolute audacity to act like this," I raised my eyebrow, "What in Merlin's beard are you talking about?" I asked, though he shrugs.

"I don't know, you tell me. Who the fuck was that dude you were hugging last night?"

...

Excuse me, what..?

"How dare you?!" I screeched, glaring at him. "You think, that you can just march up to me, and accuse me of doing something I haven't? What the bloody hell is wrong with your brain, Mark?!"

His confident posture immediately vanished, and I could see his eyes fill with doubt, "Bu-but I know what I saw! I kno-know you hugged a perso-"

"What?! No I didn-" I stopped, pausing as soon realization hit me, "Oh... you mean that big ass plushie you gave me during my birthday?"

"Plushie?!" Mark exclaims. I gave him a blank look, crossing my arms in the process, "Yes, dummy! You even said it came from this muggle franchise, an anime of sorts,"

"..."

Cat got his tongue, I guess.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I still have a food to finish. Talk to me once you realized how stupid you've been." Were my last words before paying attention to my food. Hey, I love him with all of my heart, but my tummy is bigger, and my tummy loves food more than anything.

So it's food over him anytime.

~🌲🌱🌳THE END🌳🌱🌲~
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