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"Now remember class, swish and flick!"
The class chorused along repeating the words, half of the room with enthusiasm and the other with boredom. Jimin and Taehyung were part of the excited ones of course. It was already their second day at Hogwarts and they were only now actually getting to use their wands. Although Jimin wished Taehyung didn't say them so loud for he could hear the Slytherin kids behind them snickering.
"Say these words very carefully, and--Mr.Kim I would advise you not to play with your wand like that there have been...accidents in this particular classroom," Professor Flitwick said uneasily, as if a student before him blew up or something as bad for him to be so. "Where was I? Ah yes. Repeat after me, Wingaridum Leviosa."
Jimin swished and flicked. "Wingardium Leviosa." And just like that, the feather on his desk floated off the surface and over his head. The classroom awed and cheered for his success.
But when Taehyung swished and flicked and had yelled with his newly placed braces, "Wingarthium Leviosha!" his feather caught fire.
*****
Luckily the only thing Taehyung burned were bits of his fingers for trying to stop the flames. Jimin accompanied him to the school's infirmary and if they ever had any plans on their first week at Hogwarts, he never would have thought that he would already be taking his best friend to the school's nurse. With Taehyung such a free spirit, he should have expected it, to be honest.
"Stop worrying, Chimchim! Madam Pomfrey will patch me up in no time!" Taehyung grinned.
Jimin only shook his head in fondness though even if he was smiling, a dark gut feeling inside him still worried. Like the nurse was going to tell him Taehyung caught something from the magical fire casted. Which is a silly yet not an impossible thought.
That's when he walked in.
Jimin really wasn't much for staring since his mother had taught him it was rude. But when a tall boy with soft black hair entered, he couldn't help it. He was really cute. He guessed he would be older yet Jimin could see remaining baby fats on the boy's cheeks. When dark piercing eyes flickered to meet his, Jimin instantly looked away, his face flaming from getting caught looking. His heart was beating itself out of his chest and it was such a weird and new feeling. He's never had a crush before. His mind would always just be occupied with food, magic, and making sure Taehyung doesn't set himself on fire. Now it was filled with dark black eyes, black hair, and contrasting pale white skin.
"Yoongi, what brings you here again?"
Yoongi. His name is Yoongi. Yoongi Yoongi Yoongi.
Jimin saw the boy with the corner of his eye scratch give Madam Pomfrey a small smile. His heart flipped over again. "Kook's still too shy to ask you for wraps since this is about the third time he needed them."
The old lady sighed yet turned to rummage for some on a tray. "That boy is much too young to be holding on to a broom. The skin on his hands would peel off by the end of his first year. Who does he think he is, Harry Potter?"
Jimin's shoulders jumped in fright when Taehyung suddenly squealed. "Harry Potter?! Did you know he flew a Hippogriff once? Wah so cool!"
If Jimin's face was burning before now it was just in flames for the boy was now looking over at the bed they were sitting on.
"Yeah," Jimin's head snapped up at the boy's deep voice, "really cool."
And with a final smile towards his best friend and a nod of thanks to the nurse, Yoongi walked out the infirmary. But not before making one last glance and meeting his eyes again. His mouth quirked up and Jimin was pretty sure that was a smirk.
Jimin's heart had no rest that day.