This is a world in which Hogwarts and the Paladins of Voltron both exist. With a twist.
Voltron is a myth, passed down in wizarding families for generations. Everyone has heard of the five wizards and witches with the lion Patronuses who together ha...
Dinner was a long process, but finally it was announced that it was time for prefects to lead everyone to the common rooms. The organization was a bit of a mess, but the color coordination of outfits made it easy enough for Houses to stick together.
As she was standing up, Pidge glanced at the table where the professors were seated. There was something off about Professor Lotor. He was sitting in his big wooden chair like all of the other professors, and he was acting pretty normal, chatting with the woman next to him, but as she looked at him, Pidge got this weird feeling down her spine. He just wasn't right. However, thinking that it was an odd thing to mention, she jotted it down on the back of her haiku sheet and kept it to herself.
The Hufflepuff Common Room was the closest one to the Great Hall. On the way, the prefects explained the trick stairs and Peeves the poltergeist and how things in the castle tended to move around more than normal. They said 'hi' to all of the paintings they passed, and then, without warning, the group stopped in front of a group of barrels and a painting of a bowl of fruit. Caught off guard, Hunk accidentally ran into the person in front of him.
As he looked around, trying to figure out what was going on, the group began to sing. One person was tapping on a barrel like it was a drum. After a moment, Hunk recognized the song as Helga Hufflepuff, and joined in on the parts he knew.
At the end of the song, one of the barrels opened. The crowd flooded inside.
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As soon as he stepped in, Hunk felt at home. The lighting was cosy, the plants were nice, and people were already sitting down to talk and play board games. The prefects gestured for the first-years to gather up, and they led them to one of the doors branching off from the Common Room.
"This is the door to your dorms. The hall branches off to separate the girls from the boys, but choose whatever beds you want and feel free to visit each other or come out here whenever you wish. After dark, you aren't allowed in the corridors (watch out for Filch, he's mean, so is his cat), but you can still come into the Common Room. Your stuff should be in your rooms already!"
The little hallway to their rooms had a nice skylight, and all of the first-years chatted amongst themselves. When the hall branched off, the kids arbitrarily chose which way each gender would go. Hunk started to go left with the rest of the guys, but then he noticed one person hanging back, looking back and forth between the sides. Hunk stopped and walked back to them.
"What's wrong?"
The kid started, face reddening.
"I, uh, I- I don't know which way to go. I don't identify with either."
Hunk looked back and forth, wondering what to do.
"Which room would your stuff be in? I'll bring it out for you if you want. Let's figure this out."
"Um, it'll be in the guy's room. Could you bring my owlet too?"
