Hosie imagines

Hogwarts AU 2

The Ravenclaw girl was, as always, sitting alone at the dining table. She didn't always talk with people from her house, she got along with a few, but those few had others friends they liked better. Hope didn't mind, she had always something to do or say while eating, always keeping her from boring herself.

But this morning was different, as the girl kept biting from her toast, she felt someone sitting in front of her. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the Hufflepuff girl, who was, as always, smiling.

"Good morning?"

"Good morning, how did you sleep?"

"Just fine." She replies still observing her, not really catching why she sat with her and not with her friends or her sister. "Can I help you?"

"Oh no, just keep doing whatever. Just felt like sitting here, you looked lonely and honestly my friends are bothering me." She replies grabbing a red apple and biting it.

"About what?"

"They are pissed I wasn't at the party. I think they wanted to set me up with one of the Slytherin boys, I think it was Connor."

"Urgh, do they hate you?"

"Sometimes." She replies chuckling at the brunette's face. "See, me staying with you was better than any party. And I'd rather throw myself to the Black Lake before even thinking about whatever they were planning. I have standards, c'mon."

The two girls laugh and stay in silence, each one eating their breakfast until Josie's face light's up, catching a glance of her book.

"Are you studying Muggle Studies?"

"Yeah, I want to get my grade higher."

"What, Hope Mikaelson without all O's?" the Hufflepuff asks teasingly faking concern.

"Don't tell anyone, I have a reputation, Saltzman." She replies winking at her and laughing.

"I can help you, if you want." She offers and the blue eyed girl looks at her questioningly, she didn't take Muggle studies, she knew that, she shared class with Hufflepuff and she would have notices her. "Dad's a muggle; I basically live a muggle life outside the school."

"You'd help me?"

"Sure, we can't have your reputation being a lie, can't we?" she asks smirking and turning to the side, ready to go and see her sister who had been calling her name for the last two minutes. "Library, you already know my schedule anyways. See you."

And with that, the brunette girl leaves to sit beside her sister at the Slytherin table, leaving behind a really amused and a little blushed Ravenclaw who takes a little while to snap out of the daydreaming before she walks out the Great Hall, to her next classes.

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When Hope walked into the library the last thing she hoped to see was Connor sitting next to the Hufflepuff, trying to get her to go with him to Hogsmade. She couldn't hear all the conversations, but she could very clearly hear all the "no" Josie said, those clearly being ignored by the boy.

"Connor, why don't you go somewhere you're needed? Like the bottom of the Black Lake." Hope ever so innocently advices him, making him roll his eyes and ignore her, but she could see Josie's face light up at her, obviously wanting help.

"Go away, misplacement."

"You have two seconds to disappear before I make all your hair fall and bleed out, maybe that'll teach you what "no" means." She says deadly serious, her tone so dark the boy had actually stopped hitting on the girl to look at her. "Did I bloody stutter? Move, now."

The next second, the boy was out of the library, and the Hufflepuff brunette was softly laughing.

"Thank you, that boy does not take hints."

"He's a prick, that's what he is." Hope says bitterly before opening her books. "So, should we start?"

Two hours passed and the girls had taken a break, Hope was actually pretty satisfied with the outcome. Josie turned out to be a great teacher and told her everything she needed to know about muggles and their society. For now, she was talking about the music she liked, comparing it to the non-muggle.

"But the classics are way better, there're some that are worth a shot. You should listen to them."

"I'll find a way; maybe you can make a list, so I know which ones are the good ones." Hope asks her and she nods her head smiling.

"Sure, you'll love them." She agrees and grabs some piece of paper before getting up. "Actually, I have some records in my dorm; you could come and listen, like a music session."

"Are you sure?"

"I am if you want to, but yeah it'll be fun."

"Okay, lead the way." The blue eyed girl agrees and grabs her things before walking to the Hufflepuff corridor. Josie taps the wall, making it open and reveal a very sunny common room, where a lot of Hufflepuffs, some Gryffindors and even a couple of Slytherins were hanging out. "Slytherins?"

"Oh yeah, a lot of them date Hufflepuff, contraries attract each other I guess. Come, it's the first door."

The two girls walk inside the empty dorm. Hope sits on a bed, which apparently belongs to a girl named Stephanie. She stares at the girl as she looks for a particular record out of the pile of music records she owns. When she finds it and put it on the turntable, the music starting to fill the room.

She sits beside her, listening and softly singing the words, the pureblood witch smiles enchanted by both the music and her voice.

"It's Stevie Nicks." Josie explains her. "The song's from the 70s I think, but still is amazing."

"I like it." Hope mutters before her eyes fall to her hands. They stayed like that for some time, listening to the beautiful record, a comfortable silence filling them. Suddenly, the Mikaelson girl grabs her hand, standing from the bed and shyly smiling. "Do you wanna dance?"

"I can't dance." Josie laughs but gets up following her anyways.

"C'mon, I'll teach you. My aunt Rebekah made me take dancing classes, just follow me." She indicates and places her hand on her waist, as the brunette girl smiles and puts hers on her shoulder.

They did dance, some indication form the Ravenclaw and a lot of laughs from the clumsy Hufflepuff who indeed couldn't dance was the only conversation that could be heard. Josie's eyes met her hypnotic blue ones when "Leather and Lace" started to play.

She liked her; she liked her since third year, when she sat lonely next to the Black Lake. Only her and her sketchbook, looking at the distance as if she knew a secret nobody else did, as if she was an old soul. That captivated her, brought up a need to get to know her. And when she did, not only her physical beauty took her breath away, but they beauty Hope Mikaelson was for herself, for how she saw the world, for who she was.

"Do you want to go to Hogsmade with me next Sunday?" the Hufflepuff whispers, making her blue eyes shine for half a second.

"Are you asking me out?"

"Maybe I am, Mikaleson." She replies with the same teasing tone.

"I'd love to, Saltzman."