acta non verba [KYLUX HOGWARTS AU]

E I G H T

"Jess is out with a broken rib from practice, so that leaves Poe as a replacement chaser, and Finn will play keeper, which will..."

Kylo stopped listening as Rey droned on about the upcoming quidditch match. She was a beater for the Gryffindor team, and she and her friends discussed tactics and all that shit constantly. The only thing Kylo was interested in about Thursday's game was that it was against Slytherin and that Hux will be out there on a broom.

"Are you even listening to me?" Kylo's head jerked up as Rey's slightly agitated voice interrupted a beautiful thought of himself and Hux riding off into the sunset on a sleek Starkiller 3000.

Kylo shot her a deadpan glare then rolled his eyes. He stared fixedly at a deep purple pansy quaking beneath the weight of a dewdrop. The drop slid off, and the flower sprung back up to its full height, free of its burden.

"Oh stop looking all miserable," Rey chastised. "Being voiceless should give you a lot of time think and reassess your life."

Kylo stared at her in bewilderment for a moment before huffing irritably and snatching up his bag. Without paying any mind to Rey, he stood and sulked off, crushing the poor pansy in the process. He ignored the Gryffindor's pleas, continuing his indignant retreat to the Rey-less castle.

He decided to ignore her until she lifted the jinx.

On his way back, he saw Phasma under a nearby tree. She noticed him, too, and waved, smiling as if she hadn't nearly driven Kylo into a panic attack during their last encounter. Nevertheless, Kylo amiably waved back, offering a polite grin. Phasma didn't leave it at that, though. She gestured for Kylo to join her. It was then that he noticed another person hunched next to her, engrossed in writing an essay of some sort. Kylo's stomach sank when his eyes landed on the unmistakable redhead. Of course, Phasma was friends with Hux. Of course.

Suddenly walking was a difficult task. Kylo swore that his body could sense whenever Hux was around, because it went into bumbling idiot mode against his will whenever he was in the ginger's presence. He was definitely screwed.

As calmly as he could, he approached Phasma and did his best to just completely ignore Hux altogether. That was the strategy that seemed to work the most. He hovered over them awkwardly, waiting for Phasma to say something as to why she waved him over.

"You're not busy, are you?" she asked.

Kylo shook his head.

"Great," she said almost cheerfully and pat the ground on the side of her that Hux wasn't occupying. "Sit."

Kylo dropped his bag and lowered himself onto the soft grass. For once, he was thankful that he couldn't speak, because he was positive he would've already fucked things up somehow.

"The girl still isn't relenting?" Phasma questioned casually.

Kylo shook his head with a disdainful grunt.

"I'm sorry to hear that," she said nonchalantly.

She glanced at Hux who was scratching away on a piece of parchment. "Are you excited for the match, tomorrow?" She asked, turning back to Kylo.

Kylo's eyes flickered to Hux as he nodded.

The weather was beautiful. Fall was in the air, and the temperature was just right. Leaves were beginning to change colors and dance as they rode the breeze. Scarves were making more and more appearances. Everyone seemed to be enjoying their free periods in the nice, peaceful atmosphere. Well, everyone that is,  except for the mute, fidgety Ravenclaw sitting two feet away from the man of his dreams.