Love and Other Unforgivable Curses [BTS FF]

Chapter 2

"Ya know, there is just no better way to make mates than just completely gettin' smattered togetha," Namjoon confirmed.

An extra smiley Yoongi bumped into Jimin's shoulder, who was giggling and supporting him.

"You got that damn straight," Yoongi slurred in response. "Yah, I have a cat, do you guys wanna see it?" He suddenly asked. All the boys nodded enthusiastically.

"But isn't that in the Slytherin dorms past their common room?" Hoseok questioned dubiously.

"Correct: but no one is there, because all those losers are in class, and I know the password," Yoongi pointed out.

"Hell yeah," Jungkook responded.

Dodging professors and stumbling less-than-covertly, the ramshackle bunch somehow made it to the entrance of the Slytherin common room. Yoongi hissed something in Parsletongue and the door slid open breezily. They were in.

"That, that's the lake," Yoongi explained, pointing toward the windows. "And those are our bookcases and the entrance to the dungeons," he extrapolated, showing them around in a plastered tour guide style.

"Wooooooow!" Jimin giggled, grabbing onto Yoongi's sleeve to keep from falling. "You guys have a lake!"

"What on Earth might you be doing here?" A voice boomed. The boys turned to view a pale white ghost drifting towards them haughtily. He flashed his ghostly sabre. "Isn't class in session you worms?"

"We drank too much, and I wanted to show them my cat," Yoongi blabbered confidently. The Bloody Baron shot him a look, then recanted.

"Very well," He groaned, and floated away grudgingly.

Yoongi stumbled over to his bed, which was currently inhabited by a small, shiny black cat.

"This is Holly," He introduced, scooping the cat up and showcasing it to the others. The cat stretched and steamed for a moment before resettling in Yoongi's arms. Jimin reached out and scratched her chin, eliciting an affectionate purr.

"Wow, she usually hates everyone," Yoongi mused. "You must be special Park."

Jimin grinned broadly. "I love kitties!" This brought an enormous gummy grin to Yoongi's face, the likes of which no one at Hogwarts and few others in his life had been blessed enough to experience.

"You're pretty adorable kid," He said quietly. The little Jiminie only beamed back, staring deeply into Yoongi's eyes. To Jimin they looked deep and unnerving, full of mystery and some things Jimin couldn't yet make out, but wanted to know.

"Oh shit," Yoongi suddenly slurred. "We need to get out before the Prefect comes back!!" With that, they all haphazardly rushed out of the dormitory, stumbling into furniture and zig-zag wobbling all the way. Once they were a safe distance away in an empty hall, the boys paused to catch their breath.

"We probably ought to be sobering up a midge and get to lesson," Jin suggested. "The Prefects and staff'll be roaming the halls and grounds at this point, so there's nowhere to dawdle without getting detention."

"And I don't know about you lot, but I ain't a fan of spiders or dark forests," Namjoon added.

"Alright then, we'll have to chug some water, splash our faces and put on our best not-plastered expressions." Yoongi advised, slowly starting to slur less.

"I second-ded them- that's!" Jimin fumbled, throwing a pointed finger in the air and chuckling like he was truly proud of himself.

"Would it be better if we told him to stay in bed and play sick?" Jungkook asked wryly.

"Would if they wouldn't just send him to Madame Pomfrey," Namjoon sighed.

"Nghhh...zzz..."

The boys turned to see Taehyung, who had let out the unenthusiastic bleat and then essentially fallen asleep standing up.

"I suppose sleeping through lesson is better than getting sent into the forest for skipping," Jin sighed. "Can someone get him to his class?"

"Unfortunately I have Herbology III with him, so I guess that'll be me," Jungkook groaned.

The boys noticed at once a distinct lack of Hoseok's normally quite palpable presence.

"Wait where's-"

The distinct choked gargle of tossing up one's stomach contents was then heard by the other six, who turned to see the limber and generally upbeat fellow leaning over a potted plant. A portrait above it chastised and cursed him thoroughly in French. Hoseok turned abruptly to the rest of the group.

"Hobi's fine!!" He thus made an excessively aegyo expression and whirled past the boys down the corridor to his lesson. "I should be fine now, catch you all at lunch!" Hoseok exclaimed without looking back. The rest continued on with little more than a head shake, there was nothing less to be expected of that strange man.

As the boys headed their separate ways, Yoongi noticed Jimin trailing along idly behind him.

"What class are you going to?" Yoongi questioned him.

"Charms!!" Jimin exclaimed.

"Advanced Charms and Enchantments, in the West Wing third floor auditorium?" He asked in disbelief. Jimin nodded happily and continued to skip along messily.

"I have that class too! I guess I never noticed you because I just sit in the very back and sleep," He remarked. Jimin gawked back at him abruptly.

"We have the same class?? OH MY GOODNESS, it must be because I always arrive early and sit in the front. We should sit in the front together!!" Jimin crooned.

"I...don't think that's the best idea," Yoongi explained softly, "You might stick out a little Jimin. I think you should hang in the back where the professor won't see the signs of your intoxication so clearly- and you're less likely to send a poorly-cast charm his way." Jimin looked almost offended, then pondered the thought.

"Okay!" He decided quickly. Yoongi couldn't help but smile at the squishy and utterly lovable doof before him. His cheeks were blazing red with Asian glow, and he swung his arms back and forth as he walked with his tiny fingers barely peeking out of his too-long sleeves. Jimin was a national treasure, he decided, and he needed to be protected. Yoongi would most definitely protect that little bean.

After a long lecture with a slowly sobering Jimin nearly murdering several of his classmates, dropping his wand at least seventy times, and even attempting to use it as his quill, Yoongi and Jimin were free to head to lunch. Yoongi's head had begun to pound and the onset of a hangover was a less than pleasant realization considering he was only halfway through the day. Unfortunately, it was about to much, much worse.