Magic Within Us - An Ateez Hogwarts AU

The Return

The cold Thursday morning did not affect the mood of the students. It was too close to winter break for any of the kids to feel anything but excitement.

San sat down at the Gryffindor table, across from Hongjoong, rubbing the snow out of his hair as he swung his leg over the bench. Several tables over, Wooyoung was just taking his place at the slytherin table. His hair was also dusted over with snow that quickly melted and dampened his hair.

The two of them had just been out, walking in from the quidditch field where San had been trying to teach Wooyoung how to fly. A little part of San was glad he had finally found something that Wooyoung didn't absolutely excel at. He would be lying if he said they did more flying than kissing in the falling snow. Already as they walked in the snow was higher than their ankles.

Around San the chatter of his fellow classmates filled his ears. He started to pile biscuits and gravy onto his plate, his favorite breakfast since arriving at Hogwarts. A screech filled the hall as hundreds of owls entered the room through the opening near the ceiling. Dispersed amongst the flying fowl were some hawks or eagles. The chosen birds of several foreign countries.

"Mum says that she wants me home for break even though I told her I just wanted to stay because Agatha was staying." Moaned one of the 4th years near him.

Most of the school would be riding the Hogwarts Express tomorrow to go home to their families. Only the exchange student's whose homes were too far or parents couldn't travel to get them would stay at Hogwarts.

Hongjoong was looking over San's shoulder. His eyebrows lowered at something he saw. Curious, San turned around to see Wooyoung clutching a letter, he stood from the slytherin table and ran out of the hall.

San glanced back at Hongjoong before he was also standing, chasing after Wooyoung.

"Wooyoung!" He called once they had gotten into the hall before the staircase. "What's wrong?"

Wooyoung turned back, his eyes wide with emotion. He slowed down, almost to the staircase. San expected to see fear or worry on his face. But he wasn't expecting the smile that took over his face from ear to ear. "Yeosang's back," he whispered.

"What?"

"I just got the letter from Madam Pomphry. She said he arrived today."

None of them felt the need to speak further, instead of wasting the energy, they started a mad dash for the staircase, all three of them hurrying towards the staircases that would take them to the Hospital Wing.

"What are you guys doing?" Seonghwa called from across several staircases. He was on his way down to breakfast when he caught sight of the others. "Not getting into trouble I hope. I don't see Mingi or Yunho with you."

"Yeosang's back!" San called across the empty space in between moving staircases. He barely stopped to yell the words before continuing to chase after Hongjoong and Wooyoung.

"Wait for me!" Seonghwa turned and wove his way across the passageways until he was running beside the rest of the group. All of them racing towards the Hospital Wing.

The large double doors loomed ahead of them, barely stopping the four of them as they burst through the doors and into the wing. At the end of the long room stood a familiar thin gangly boy with Dark hair facing Madam Pomphry.

"Yeosang!" They all shouted. Yeosang turned from where he was talking just in time to get barreled into by his friends. All of them wanted to hug and grab onto Yeosang. Unprepared, he yelped as they all tumbled to the ground in a laughing heap of limbs and robes.

"All of you off the poor boy!" Madam Pomphry's stern remark quieted all of their merriment as they stared up at her disapproving look. "He has just returned from St. Mungo's and still has some very serious injuries."