Satzu one-shots + incorrects

My Champion (A New Year special)

Sana knew that Tzuyu was never the romantic type, but this is getting ridiculous.

As her closest friend, she is very much aware that Tzuyu never had any kind of romantic relationship nor did she ever show even the slightest bit of interest in doing so. Not during the past few years that they have spent in Hogwarts, and probably not any time within the past seventeen years that she's been alive either, Sana reasonably guesses.

She honestly thinks it's a shame. Her friend is intelligent and graceful and undeniably attractive with her angelic face, her lustrous brown hair that stops just below her shoulders, and her enchanting aura. Anyone would be lucky to be with her, not that Sana would ever admit it out loud.

However, she normally doesn't pester Tzuyu about her love life—or the lack of it rather—because, one, she doesn't have her own relationship to brag about either, and two, she figures her friend doesn't really have that much time to date. After all, not only is she one of the top students in their batch but also the Gryffindor Quidditch team's Seeker and the prefects' Head Girl. On top of that, she's the Hogwarts representative for the Triwizard Tournament this year, too.

Still, Sana thinks this is getting fucking ridiculous.

"What do you mean you don't have a date yet?"

"Exactly what you think it means," Tzuyu says simply, seemingly blasé about the issue at hand, "Why can't I just go alone anyway?"

Tzuyu can tell that her friend is about to make a sarcastic reply when she hears her scoff.

"Umm, I don't know, Tzu. Maybe because the tournament's champions are supposed to lead the Yule Ball's opening dance? You would need a partner for that, don't you think?"

"I don't need a date for that," Tzuyu answers, "I just need a dancing partner, which is why I'm asking you." She moves her eyes away from Sana before she mumbles, "It's not like you already have a date, anyway."

"If you're gonna bring up my incapability to flirt with girls, then get ready to dance with Professor Park later," Sana retorts while narrowing her eyes before bringing her attention back to the Divination homework she was doing before Tzuyu barged into her dorm room to ask her to accompany her to the champions' extra dance lessons for the ball.

Sana watches as horror flashes across Tzuyu's face. It's not that Professor Park is a bad dancer. In fact, he's a great dancer, maybe way too great. The last time he paired up with one of his dance students who didn't have a partner, the poor girl almost couldn't move—let alone dance—because she was too intimidated to do so.

"Oh come on, Satang, please," Tzuyu whines as she leans closer to Sana to catch her attention, using her nickname for good measure, "I'll help you with your Potions homework. And your Herbology essay."

Unfazed, the other girl continues scribbling on parchment until Tzuyu adds, "I'll buy you those Treacle Fudge you like so much."

At that, Sana lifts to meet her gaze, "And Cauldron Cakes?"

"And Cauldron Cakes," Tzuyu assures while patting Sana's blonde hair, "and Pumpkin Pasties and whatever your fat ass wants."

"Oh, please, you know I have a snatched waist," Sana smirks as Tzuyu rolls her eyes, "Look, I'll go with you later, okay? But only temporarily. You seriously need to find a real date, Tzutzu."

"Whatever," Tzuyu replies while walking out the room, "I'm gonna leave before you change your mind, partner!" Tzuyu sends Sana a playful wave, smiling cheekily before closing the door.

As Sana finishes her homework, she makes a mental list of possible dates for Tzuyu. Her best friend, the most popular girl in school, going stag to the Yule Ball? Over Sana's dead body.