hogwarts°nct dream [editing]

four | 'tainted'

  "Is everything okay?" Renjun asks Jeno who's massaging his temples with a frown.

  "Yeah, it's just a headache. Been getting them quite occasionally these past few days," the younger replies. "I think, it's from that Dizziness Draught we made in Professor Snape's class."

  Ama scrunches her nose at the mentioned potion. "That stuff is nasty."

  Renjun chuckles and his fingers gently brush her messy bangs in place, adoration in his eyes. "You'll still have to learn how to concoct it next year."

  Chenle shifts his gaze between the two. "It's strange. He plots my murder with every single breath I take but is all nice in front of Ama."

  His speculation causes the others to turn to the pair and Renjun frowns.

  "Well, that's because she doesn't annoy me as you do," Renjun responds, retracting his hand. "Besides, she's smart."

  "Oh, really? Hard to believe," Donghyuck approaches with, as usual, Jaemin.

  Renjun rolls his eyes. "And I'm the nosy one here."

  Jaemin glares. "Shut up, Renjun."

  "We wouldn't even be a feet close to you and your tainted kind if it wasn't for Professor Snape's request to inform you that Transfiguration has been swapped with Potions," Donghyuck tells, eyeing the so-called 'tainted ones.'

  Jeno flinches at the term and stares daggers at them but his voice remains restrained. "Can you stop saying that?"

  Hyuck arches a brow, cockily smirking with his tongue poking out his cheek- clearly initiating a war. "What? We can't deny facts, can we, Jaemin?"

  The latter turns to the older at the mention of his name and his lips gape slightly but no words escape.

  "Well?" Donghyuck urges.

  Jaemin nods, subtly reluctant. "Yes, we can't."

  "Gosh, what did we even do to you for you to pester us? It's a waste of time. Do something else useful!" Renjun raises his voice.

  Donghyuck steps forward and looks down at the shorter lad. "I'll decide on what I do. Look at yourself as an example. Despite, how shameful it is for us pure bloods, I'm not telling you to stop defending your mudblood friends."

  Renjun fumes, nails digging into his own palms when Hyuck chuckles vainly.

  "Of course, that's for my own amusement of watching you disgrace yourself."

  "Shut it," Jeno finally snaps and grasps his arm, crushing it in his hold from the bottled wrath before shoving him away.
"We don't want to fight. You're outnumbered. Be smart about it and leave."

  Donghyuck huffs and unsuspectingly hides his arm behind his back as he withstands the pain.

  Jaemin notices, though, and pulls on his other arm. "Fine. We'll leave."

  The pair steps away and Mark sighs.

  "As if that isn't enough to kill my vibe already, we have Potions today," Mark groans and pushes his round glasses up with his index as it keeps slipping to his bridge.

  Renjun nods without thinking much of it when he remembers their classmates- cursing under his breath. "Not to mention that those two snakes are with us too."

  "That's it, I'm rEsiGnInG," Mark screeches.

  Jeno just listens to them, though, his usual eyesmile is missing from the irritation that lingers.

  Chenle and Jisung are playing wizards' chess with the younger pouting at the amount of his pawns Chenle broke.

  Ama looks around the garden aimlessly with her black, round eyes before she spots an object lying on the cluster of dried leaves in front of them.

  She approaches and pulls out the wand that almost camouflaged within.

  She recalls Donghyuck stumbling backwards when Jeno pushed him and a light bulb flashes.

  It must be Donghyuck's.

  "Ama, what are you doing?" Mark calls and the girl turns- putting the wand away.

  "Nothing. Just thought I ought to stretch my legs a bit."