Magic Within Us - An Ateez Hogwarts AU

Butterbeer

A large gust of wind ruffled through San's hair as he stepped onto the balcony of the astronomy tower. A deep breath in, San let his fingertips float forward as if he could grasp the wind. Behind him, Hongjoong was talking to Jongho about his OWLs as Seonghwa listened in.

The balcony was empty except for a large rectangle table pushed off to the side, several chairs were pushed haphazardly into it. Several telescopes were bolted down onto the railing of the edge.

"San," Seonghwa called. "What career are you working towards?"

San turned around from the edge of the balcony and walked towards the group. "Auror."

"Of course, Gryffindor with something to prove." Yeosang said as he walked up the steps. "You know the world doesn't need you to save it."

"And what are you planning on doing after school Yeosang?" Seonghwa retored quickly before San could say something. He sat down at one of the tables and rested his chin on the knuckles of his hand.

"Apothecary." Yeosang said as he sat down across from Seonghwa.

"Wooyoung? What about you?" Jongho asked.

Wooyoung reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand. "Gringotts. Curse breaker." He tapped his wand carelessly on his thigh as if he was aching to duel someone. He stood still, but his eyes glanced around, staring out to the horizon.

"I almost think that Wooyoung has more to prove than San," said Hongjoong as he smiled. "After all, an Auror is a dangerous job only for the dark wizard catchers. There's other divisions San might want to go into. But Curse Breakers, those guys are the ones that feel like they have to prove that they're the biggest and baddest guys around."

"I want to go into the Protection sector." San spoke up.

They all stared back at him. Wooyoung was about to speak up when Yunho and Mingi pushed through the doors. Both of them were carrying large bags full of food. They set the food down on the table and started to pass it around.

"I asked the house elves to give us some alcohol but they said they could only give us weaker spirits. So they gave us butterbeer." Mingi grumbled as he took a seat next to Jongho.

San sat down next to Hongjoong and Wooyoung sat down across from him. His wand shoved back in his pocket again. There were gentle conversations around the table as people filled their plates. The butterbeer also made it around the table.

"Ok, I've been dying to know. San," Yunho spoke up across the table. "Where did you learn to fly?"

San managed to swallow the food he was eating before he spoke up, "When I was younger I had a private teacher, you might have heard of him. Victor Krum."

Both Yunho and Jongho spewed butterbeer out of their mouths as they sputtered and choked on their drinks. Then Yunho started to shout. "THE VICTOR KRUM. THE VICTOR KRUM WHO JUST RETURNED TO THE BULGARIAN TEAM AND WON THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP? THAT VICTOR KRUM?"

Yeosang was left trying to wipe butterbeer off his face as he looked distastefully over at the two fangirling boys.

"Yeah, I mean he taught me almost four years ago now, so I'm a little rusty but he did it as a special favor to my mom. He had been retired for several years, so it wasn't as big of a deal then as it is now." Shrugging, San turned away from all of the gaping faces.

"How did your mom get Victor Krum to tutor you?"

San looked straight ahead at Wooyoung who was gulping down his butterbeer. "They were, uh, involved, at the time." He admitted reluctantly.