Bts starring in The Sorcerer's Stone (Parody)

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A long train ride lead to a huge castle,
It was beautiful,sweeping my breath away,and I learned it was Called Hogwarts. I knew this was where I'd be for the next year or so.
I heard a crash as he door to our booth violently slid open. Two boys stood in the doorway. One with dark hair and a baby face, the other with a light reddish hair and a prominent glare and frown.

"Jimin, pay is do where it is do,mud blood." The glarer stated coldly,voice soft and strict.

His friend seemed uncomfortable.

"Hey Jimin, Hey v." The poor guy looked and sounded terrified.

"Gambling again j-hope? " Jimin winked at him.

"Suga I hope there won't be an issue if I pay you back for J-Hope and I,say.. next week?"

"It's been a month. Pay. Up. Now. "

I stared in disbelief. I didn't know what "mud blood" meant, but I could tell it was frowned upon.

"Or the mud blood will be-" Suga began.

Damn this guy was an ass for being named after something sweet.

"Don't call him that.." I interrupted.

Suga stepped forward,obviously pissed.
"What did you sa-Wait... I see we got a Jungkook. The boy who lived..." He paused. J-Hope laughed nervously at his play.

"And won't live much longer if he keeps acting out like that. When my father hears about this." He turned and left.

Chills ran up and down my back.
"Well then."

"Hey, Jeon. Don't let him scare you, he tends to be a friend when things get sticky." Jimin said with a frown.

The train lurched as we stopped,pulling into a tunnel under the castle.

Everyone dispersed, running out of the crowded compartments. I laughed as V tripped over his own feet.

The first years gathered around a table, so Jimin and V went to a different one, for gryffindor two years.
I spotted suga at the Slytherin table,second year.
J-Hope and I stood in line, waiting to e called up to the sorting hat.
"Jeong Guk. Come on up."
I followed the general direction of the crowd, ending at a chair with a hat.
I sat down,terrified.
"Hmm" the hat murmured as it was set on my head. Why. The. Hell.is. A.hat.talking.
Why.
"Watch your language young man!" It grumbled grumpily.
"Alrighty.. I see.. Ooh. Courage. Honesty... Mischief. Slytherin or griffiandoor?" What?

"Griffiandoor."