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It's been weeks since Stiles and Scott came back to Hogwarts. It was a sight when they saw Derek wearing a thumbhole sweater with a snowman design. Stiles was the first to laugh, followed by Scott, who abruptly stopped when Derek growled at him. But it just made Stiles laugh even more.

Everytime he gets to see Derek that week, he would make sarcastic remarks about the sweater. Derek tries his hardest not to rip the boy's throat out... with his teeth. And when the boy didn't stop, he literally pinned him into a wall on an empty classroom.

That did the trick.

A little bit.

Stiles is still a sarcastic bitch.

A sarcastic bitch he had a crush on, apparently.

And he doesn't know why.

It was just one of those days where Stiles forced him to practice with him for their upcoming aptitude test in DADA. He knows he's good, though. But he's no near Stiles' level. So now, they're here. Just inches outside the Dark Forest.

"Everte statum." Derek shouted, sending Stiles backflipping through the air. He landed on his arse with a loud thud.

"Ow.." he groaned, rubbing at his bottom as he stand up. "I see you're getting good."

"Still not good as you." Derek said, looking somewhere inside the forest. "What's your relationship with Scott?" he suddenly asked.

"Scott? He's my bestfriend. Why?"

"Nothing."

"Aww. Are you jealous?" Stiles teased.

"Why would I be?" Derek deadpanned. Except, he is. Well, before Stiles told him they're just bestfriends.

Because it bothers Derek that sometimes, he would wake up and see Stiles spooning Scott in his bed. He doesn't even know how the Ravenclaw got inside their common room. And it bothers him because he wants to be the one who gets to sleep with Stiles (with clothes. Come on, they're a bunch of 11-12 year olds).

"Right." Stiles said, smiling at him. "We're just five when we first met. We've been bestbros, ever since."

"Oh."

"Come on, let's go again." he said, already on his fighting stance.

Derek just rolled his eyes and mirrored his position.

"Everte statum!"

They returned to the castle in tattered robes that time. Laura had to use a repairing spell on them. She rolled her eyes at them before leaving.

"Think you're ready for the exams next week?" Stiles asked Derek.

"Uh... Think so."

"Good."

"Thanks... uh.. for doing this..."

Stiles just shrugged and smiled sweetly at him before going back to their common room, leaving Derek blushing to himself. Yeah. He's definitely smitten. It's hilarious how adorable he looks.

He sighs before going to his own common room.

He flops on the bed as soon as he entered the room. Being practically drained from training for hours with Stiles, who practically just kicks his arse everytime. He wonders if it has something to do with his wand being made from mountain ash. He'd have to ask Professor Lupin about that.

Sighing, he took out his book on Charms, as it is one of the subjects he's having difficulty with. He's heard that Stiles was top student at Charms... and he practically kicks everyone's arses in Transfiguration. Does mountain ash enhance your magic? I should really ask Lupin about that.

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