Dalliance Dominion; a Gandalf x reader highschool AU

The start; where it began

Harsh sunlight filled my room, a nuisance I'd wished away every morning. It doesn't get any easier, getting up. Especially after the accident. It was useless thinking of it too hard, though, I didn't want to spoil my morning.

I get up and wash my face, not needing to put on any makeup. I already had clear skin and natural pretty features, something my bullies always held against me. It wasn't my fault I was worn like this, silky, white hair that smelled of the most pretty flowers in the valley. A tear rolled down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away, not wanting to stay on the past.

It was my first senior year of highschool, I was finally going to graduate next year. I was going to Hogwarts, the best wizardry school of all time! Though, right now, I wouldn't call myself much of a magic-maker.. I scoffed. I was never gifted with any enchanting powers, unlike my peers. My only flaw, you could say. I had never conjured a single spell in my eighteen years of life. In the world of magic, I am an absolute disappointment. Life went on with me constantly being pushed back; an underdog of the world, I'd never know a life outside of the regret my mentors felt for me.

Most of everyone would say I am spoiled. That I don't deserve the position of a magical student, but I disagree. If I didn't have it in me, if I was so weak as they'd say, would I really be attending the school at all? I stay positive in my situation as I know my magic will cum as long as I keep going.

"Honey, you're late!"

Oh god, I guess I am. I run down the stairs, kiss my mother on the cheek and grab my bag. I shove a piece of toast in my mouth and run down the street with it in my mouth like an anime girl. I barely had to get ready, I didn't even have time to pee, but I look flawless anyway. My white hair waved in the wind and before I knew it, I made it to school.

School was located in middle-earth, so many hobbits attended. I ran into class, out of breath, as a group of hobbit girls giggled at me. I blush in embarrassment, twiddling my thumbs.

"Y/N! You are so incredibly late!"

The class laughs at my demise, I slink to my seat in utter humiliation. I tinkle a bit at the pressure and try to shield my face from the other students.

"Psss" I look up, hearing a quiet whisper. I look to the right of my seat, seeming my Dumbledor. My best friend, my childhood friend I've known for many years. I smile at him politely, but my face is still red as a tomato.

"Don't worry about them, Y'N, let's play GTA after class, okay?"

That made me smile, dumbledor was always so nice to me. He brushed his long ass beard mysteriously and I moaned a little/

"Ok class dismissed."

The entire class runs out in a rush, not wanting to stay in that room any longer. They all hop on they're magic brooms and fly to the cafeteria. Except me, as I don't have enough power to control a magic broom. I sigh, shuffling sadly down the hallway.

"Hey Y/N, you don't need magic, you know that?" Dumbledor tapped mt shoulder.

"Well, it is a 'magic school'" I chuckle with no real humor behind my words, bitter and miserable

"Heh, well, you know," Dumbledor snapped his fingers, beckoning his magical broom to his side. "you can ride my magic broom whenever you want, right?"

I blush madly at that, not knowing if that was a implication to something a little more.. Sensual.

"I.. I..." I look away.

"Hey, Dumby!" before I can reply, a harsh and cruel voice yells from down the hall.

"Fuck." Dumbdor growled as his arch nemesis and my main bully walks over to is with his following minions. They all snicker as Ganandorf stops right in front of Duumbldor, clearing challenging him.

"What's wrong, cat got your tongue?" Ganalf licked his lips and I could see his pecks flexing from his white robe.

"Nahh," Dumbledor replied with pure hatred. He looked Gandalf up an down, surveying him. "Don't play with me, we all know whose 'beard' is..longer.." He winked at me.

"What the fuck..."

Gandalf roared with anger, his posey holding him back.

"Gandalf, don't let it get to your head." They tried to convince him, calming him down.

"You're right." Gandalf sighed, closing his eyes. When he opened them again they were blood red.

I gasped in fear, holding close to dumbledor. I could feel his muscles tense up under his thin shirt, I felt them a bit. Dumbledor remained glaring at Gandalf.

Gandalf finally backed down, scoffing.

"Fine, keep you're little 'toy'. She's just a magicless slut. We all know who the best mage is, anyway. We'll find out in a couple days when the Great Magic Olypmic Games begin. See you there, DumbY!" Ganadolf waved his goons way and cackled as he walked away.

"Dumbledor! Watch what you say, he could really hurt us! He is the most powerful wizard in the school!" I whimper to Dumbledor, desperate to get him to understand.

Dumbledor turns to me with soulless, cold eyes.

"I won't let anyone hurt you."