Bangtan takes on Hogwarts (#wattys2017)

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Namjoon was known for many things. His intelligence- just one of those talents- brought him the most attention.

His scores topped nearly all of his classmates, causing one student to say he might even be the male version of Hermione Granger. He smiled at this, considering she was a very bright and kind person, her achievements most notable.

But, even though it was worth the praise, he just didn't seem to like it. Doing well in school wasn't his passion, even though everyone figured it was. No, what Namjoon loved most was music.

Music was his outlet, an easy way to say what he felt, and an easy way to relieve his stress. He found joy in putting together a melody. He would often sit in the courtyard just writing any words that come to mind. Lyrics, they were.

And that's why, one day, he discovered the hidden music room.

"Hey! Namjoon! We're going to be late!" A young Seokjin called to him. "Be right there!" he replied, motioning to Jin that it was alright to leave. And so Jin turned, and Namjoon stood alone in the dimly lit hall, gazing up at a painting of a famous musician.

I want to be like him. I want to make music! Why can't anyone see I'm unhappy with just my intelligence? I want something more. He thought to himself as he watched the painting.

"Well then, you deserve it." The musician replied to Namjoon's thought, and a door swiveled open. "No way.." Namjoon stood in awe for a moment, looked over his shoulders to make sure no one followed him, and walked through the door.

He was greeted with every instrument he could imagine, from every culture and every style of music. There were three separate rooms, one a storage space, one a lounge area, and one empty. Namjoon decided he could make the empty room his little studio. And so, for the next few months, he snuck his equipment in there.

He would sneak out and walk down alone, or if he had a free period, he would go just to clear his mind. Although he loved the privacy, it was just a little bit lonely.

2 years earlier...
"Hey, Jin, come with me." he said, grabbing the older's arm. "What! No! I'm not sneaking around." he tried to pull away, but Namjoon held a firm grip. "Please? I want to show you something." Jin sighed, and let Namjoon drag him out.

They came to the portrait and the door opened for Namjoon. "Oh my god! What?!" Jin yelled, and Namjoon immediately put his hand over his mouth. "Be quiet, come in." he held the door open for Jin, and the two walked to the studio.

"This is amazing. So is this where you always disappear to?" Jin asked, running his fingers along the piano keys. "You notice?" Namjoon asked. Jin's cheeks flushed the tiniest bit of pink. "Well, um, yeah it's kinda noticeable.." he managed to pull himself together, and Namjoon seemed not to notice.

"Can you play?" Namjoon asked Jin as he sat down in a chair near the piano. "Not really, I'm not talented with music like you are." Namjoon smiled. "Yeah right, you've gotta be good at something." He looked around, and started a song on the record player.

"Sing it."

"What?! No!"

"Do it."

"Why would I?"

"Cause you love me."

Oh fuck, does he know? Jin sighed, and finally gave in, singing along to the lyrics.

Namjoon had never been so impressed; Seokjin's vocals were amazing. After the song ended, all Namjoon could do was stare with his mouth agape at Jin, who stood up. "What?" Jin asked innocently. "You can sing!! You should come down here with me more often, I could use some vocals since I don't sing." Jin rose his eyebrows. "Really?" Namjoon jumped. "Yes! Will you?" He grabbed Jin's arm and looked up with pleading eyes. Well I can't say no to that.

"Alright, alright, I will." Jin said in defeat, and Namjoon was ecstatic.

Flash forward, two years later, and everyone loved the music Namjoon made. They always asked who sang, but he would never give anyone a straight answer. Why? He wanted Seokjin's vocals all to himself.

"Namjoon? You okay?" Jin asked, seeing as the other was staring into space. "What? Yeah, fine." he answered. "How's the song coming?" Jin asked, knowing Namjoon had just come back from he music room. "I can't find the right voice. I love yours, of course, but I need something else.. also, I met Min Yoongi, who apparently loves music as much as I do. He'll be with us sometimes too." Jin looked shocked. "Wow, that's cool! I'd like to know him." He gasped. "You'll never believe what this little shit asked me this morning." Jin fumed, throwing Namjoon off guard. "What?"

"He asked if I was top or bottom."

Namjoon had to stop himself from looking amused. "And what did you say?"

Jin looked down. "The truth. And, now apparently the entire quidditch team knows."

Namjoon couldn't hold it anymore, he burst out laughing. "I'll bet they love that. Their fierce, tough captain.. submissive?" He threw his head back, and Jin hit his shoulder.

"It's not funny!"

Namjoon raised an eyebrow, smirking at him.

"Alright, maybe just a little."

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shoutout to tskkshma for helping me with namjoon's part ❤️