Love and Other Unforgivable Curses [BTS FF]

Chapter 4

"H-headmistress we-"

"Save it for the office." She interrupted.

"No, um, this boy needs to go to the infirmary Headmistress Crooney," Jimin plead.

"He got himself into the fight he can bear the consequences long enough to explain himself." She retorts coldly, briskly turning and walking away. For a moment everyone was still and looking around. When she was halfway down the hall they decided they had been meant to follow her and scurried along to catch up.

"But- but ma'am! He was the one attacked!" Jimin persisted.

She stopped cold and turned to face him head on, glare like a million icy daggers.

"By my calculations he is not going to die from those injuries in the next hour, so unless you would like to test my patience too, Jimin Park, and end up in the infirmary beside him as a consequence I suggest you can your excuses and drag his barely conscious form to my office!" Just as fast, she was back on her mission, storming through the halls at impossible speed in her fashionable heels.

"If she wasn't so scary I'd be turned on," Namjoon whispered, earning a slap over the head from Jin. "I said IF. I'll never forget that terrifying scowl. A woman in her thirties shouldn't be able to rival my seventy-year-old Korean grandmother's ajumma death stare."

"Yah, if you don't shut up your hyung is gonna give you something to be more scared about. Lusting after the Headmistress like this is some kind of porno you absolute swine," He sneers.

When they reach the enormous eagle statue that marks the Headmaster's office Headmistress Crooney strikes a solid pose and barks up at it.

"Lucky Bastards."

"Yaaah, omo-nah, can ye  get a boner out o'  terror?" Jungkook manages, shaking in boots beside Taehyung.

"YAH! Watch your filthy mouth!" Jin chastises.

"Oi, yeah!! You're not allowed to be t'inking about girls like that! You're a we'un!" Taehyung adds, shoving him roughly.

"Just gals?" Jungkook questions, head tilted curiously.

"Yah, Yoongi is oozing blood all over the place and you guys are all talking about  schoolboy fantasies! Can someone be serious here before he DIES?" Jimin snaps, supporting a nearly comatose Min Yoongi.

"Just get up the stairs dammit," The Headmistress sighs exasperatedly.

They do.

The Headmistress plops down in her throne with evident annoyance and brushes the hair out of her face.

"Go on, will you. Tell me what happened."

"Well-"

"Not you, Taehyung. You can go last, you absolute bane to my existence. Dumbledore, is this what the Weasley twins were like? Your own personal Hell?" She looks towards the portrait of the famed and most beloved Headmaster for guidance and groans.

"I quite liked them, Agatha. And good gracious one of them DIED it is rather rude to speak of them that way. But they really inhabited quite the spirit of a Gryffindor at heart-"

"You were also notorious for your favoritism, Albus," The Snape portrait cuts in.

"No one liked you anyway, Severus. Who are you to critique a Headmaster? How long did you even hold the title?"

"And whose fault is it everyone thought I was evi-"

"ENOUGH, you're giving me even more of a headache and you're not even bloody real," The Headmistress moans.