BTS Imagines

Jimin ♡ In Secret | Hogwarts AU

Published: December 30, 2018
Rewritten: August 7, 2024

Word count: 3,000

Slytherin Jimin x Gryffindor reader

DO NOT read or interact if you're under 14

The sun filtered in through the large windows lining the stony corridors of Hogwarts. You and your closest friend, Ryujin, were walking together headed to your next class of the day.

"I gotta go see Professor McGonagall before class. I'll catch up with you later." Ryujin mentioned before splitting and heading down a separate corridor.
You gave her a wave and made your way to the large bridge connecting two sections of Hogwarts. It was your favorite place to go when you had free time. There was something about peering out at the school grounds and feeling the breeze blow through your hair that made you feel at peace. A sigh slipped past your lips as you leaned on the cement railing, smiling softly. Seconds later, you felt the sensation of someone's fingertips sliding up your side. You instinctively flinched and jumped back, whirling around to see who it was.

"Jimin!" You exclaimed.
He chuckled lowly, backing you against one of the large pillars, planting his arms on either side of you.
"Hi, precious." He purred, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"Jimin." You warned.
"Yeees?" He drawled out as he leaned in, ghosting his plush lips over your jawline making you suppress a shiver of delight.
You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and gently pushed him away even though you didn't want to.
"Not here."
"Why not?" He inquired with a small pout, tracing your bottom lip with his index finger.
"People will see."
"Skip Snape's class with me." He said, changing the subject without responding to your previous statement.
"Are you kidding? He'll kill me."
"He won't care." Jimin murmured as he played with a small section of your hair.
"You're a Slytherin, of course he won't care. He'll kill me if I do. He'll probably deduct points from my house too."
"C'mon, sweetness. I can be sneaky." He winked seductively and took his bottom lip between his teeth.
"I can't risk it, Jimin."
"Fine." He expelled a huff of hair through his nostrils. "Let's just head down to class then."

Jimin's fingers interlaced with yours and he took a few steps down the hall before you pulled your hand away, your heart aching a bit as you did so.
"We can't." You reminded him, your tone insistent, but tinged with sadness.
He nodded somberly, understanding your circumstances and keeping his hands to himself for the remainder of the walk.

You two had been dating in secret for a few months—six to be exact. You were a Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin. If anyone found out, you two would certainly be a disgrace, not just to Hogwarts, but to your respective houses as well. Gryffindor and Slytherin were sworn enemies and have been for decades.
You, on one hand, were fairly good at keeping the relationship hidden, but Jimin on the other was always wanting to make out with you or have his hands on you in some way and, sadly, you had to stop him every time. It killed you inside to gently push him away or shake your head at him. You wished you didn't have to do that.