A few days after your first detention lesson with Jimin, you were reminded of the lesson you had in your fourth year with Professor Jung Jihoon. Well, he turned out to be a Death Eater named Baek Yoonchun according to The Boy Who Lived, but you digressed. There had been a lesson where he had covered the Unforgivable Curses. In the first lesson, Jung/Baek. had brought out three spiders on which he had used an enlarging spell so that you would all be able to see the effects of the Unforgivable Curses on the doomed creatures as he performed them. In the following classes, he would use the Imperius Curse on classmates until they could throw it off. Only two people had been successful, and it had only been for a few seconds; one of them had been the Chosen One, and the other, although it had been for a split second in contrast to the long interminable minutes the Chosen One had held it off,— the other had been none other than Park Jimin. Something told you though, that if anyone tried to place the Imperius Curse on Jimin now, they would not be very successful unless they were a very powerful individual or one who had used the Dark Arts to increase their magical prowess.
For the second detention, you showed up early with extra padding on your body because last time, even with Jimin's precautions, you had ended up with bruises. This time, Jimin was even later than before, skidding into the room with an incorrectly buttoned shirt and hair that was drenched from his shower. "I am surprised you came back for more pain," Jimin gasped, out of breath from his sprint, smirking sardonically to reassert his dominance. "Are you a masochist Y/L/N?" he asked as he magicked the blinds to open so that the morning's light could be let in.
"No," you answered. "But I hardly have the choice of not showing up, Park. This is detention. And there will be far worse penalties than this if I were to not show up."
"I suppose," muttered Jimin as he took a step into your personal space, "Have you prepared?"
"How am I supposed to prepare for the pain?" you asked, tilting your head upward to look Jimin in his dark stormy eyes.
"Strengthen your mind Y/L/N," Jimin replied, "Your control over yourself has to be stronger than the person's ability to perform the curse. You see, they have to really mean it when they utter it. Perhaps you will get lucky and they will utter it carelessly, in which case it will be easier for you to throw off the curse. But perhaps, they are a formidable witch or wizard who is extremely good at performing the Unforgivables; your mind and control over yourself has to be stronger than their ability to execute magic."
"I don't understand," you murmured.
Jimin stepped even closer which caused you to take a step back; his eyes scanned your face, stopping on your lips for a brief moment before returning to your eyes. He finally responded; "Are you able to cast a corporeal Patronus?"
"I did. Once," you answered.
Jimin looked momentarily stunned before he was able to collect himself, "In theory, if you have a memory that is so inexplicably happy and bound to your mind that you would never forget it, you could even scare off an army of Dementors with your Patronus."
You felt like you were beginning to understand Jimin; you needed to be so attuned to yourself, have such strength and control over your mind that you could shake off even the strongest mental spells on yourself. "I see." You said, "I am ready to be Cruciatized."
Jimin scoffed, "One is not 'ready' to get Cruciatized but, fine, I will perform the curse on you now."
This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution -Non Commercial - No Derivatives 4.0 International License
©OPALJM 2020
YOU ARE READING
✓ blood runs pure | p.jm
FanfictionThe Second Wizarding War was underfoot, with you and Jimin falling on opposite sides. This however, was not enough to stop the two of you from falling in love with each other over the course of your final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wiza...