Chapter 6
Roseanne jerked her face back from Jennie's at the feel of the cool draft coming through the slowly opening door to their fort. She blinked at her, wide-eyed in horror for a moment. She was sitting on her lap, her legs straddling her hips intimately and both Jennie's hands were inside the back of her shirt.
Jennie looked dazed, her eyes feasting upon Roseanne's lips the way her mouth had just done. The former's legs were curled up like a pretzel beneath Roseanne's and she showed no indication of wanting to let her go. Roseanne had to do something. She could see from the way Jennie's eyes flashed hungrily and feel from the way her hands gripped her needily that she meant to pull Roseanne to her again, to snog her until the feeling inside her shattered.
Before she could think better of it, Roseanne reached for a snowball, stuffing it down the back of Jennie's shirt.
Jennie hissed in shock, her eyes snapping wide and her focus returning.
"Fuck!" she cursed, shoving Roseanne out of her lap as she squirmed, trying to fish out the hard little snowball under her collar. Roseanne ignored Jennie's plight in favour of collecting more snowballs. As soon as to door to the fort opened, Roseanne began hurling the missiles at their assailants, catching Jackson in the face and Jungkook under the chin. Bambam shouted in surprised and returned fire before ducking out of the way of her fury when Roseanne lost her temper. Jennie was still cursing behind her and as she pelted snowballs at everyone outside the door, she did the same.
Kneeling behind Roseanne, Jennie lobbed them over her shoulder, catching Seulgi in the eye hard enough that the girl cried out and dropped her missiles in favour of falling back. She clutched her eye and whimpered; no doubt it would leave a bruise. Roseanne knew the snowballs she made were hard as stone and from such close range, thrown by a furious Jennie Kim, they were bound to leave marks.
"Bloody hell, Roseanne!" Jungkook shouted when she caught him with one hard enough to crack the lens on his glasses.
Jennie's aim was deadly when she took out Jungkook's other glasses lens, driving the boy back. Lucas and Chanyeol lobbed snowballs back at them, but Roseanne hit one of them below the belt with a precisely thrown missile, causing both to fall back in fear. Her hands were going numb from holding the snow without gloves, dimly recalling Jennie had relieved her of them because they were wet and cold.
The return fire coming from their combined group of friends was hammering against her but Roseanne was too furious with the lot of them to care about the pain of being hit by their missiles. She suspected Jennie was feeling the same way because though she grunted when Lisa caught her on the chin with a snowball, she didn't stop throwing the snowballs. She had her wand in one hand, waving it to transform the nearby snow into balls, and levitating them close enough to throw.
If Roseanne weren't so busy throwing her own snowballs and being angry with her friends for their mistletoe trick, she'd have been extremely impressed by Jennie's magical display.
"Bloody hell, they're barmy!" Bambam shouted when Roseanne hurled a snowball in his direction, causing it to explode on his chest and spray his chin with snow.
"Roseanne? Truce?" Jungkook called out, still groping around with cracked glasses. Roseanne knew he just wanted her help to mend them because he could never remember the spell to fix them himself.
"You can shove your truce, you bastards!" Jennie growled in return, jostling Roseanne a little with the violence of the Slytherin's throws. Roseanne was only grateful Jennie was left handed, otherwise she was sure their combined throwing out of the small doorway would've resulted in them accidentally clobbering each other.
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Under The Mistletoe (Chaennie)
FanfictionDuring a school wide Secret Santa, Roseanne has the bad luck of picking Jennie Kim, suspected Death Eater. When she tries to sneakily learn her secrets in order to get the Slytherin's gift, and Jennie winds up trapped under some mistletoe, things ge...