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i. seo changbin
"seo changbin?" mcgongall calls out. it was sorting for first years and to say the least, changbin was kind of nervous. but the 11 year old kept his face solid and stepped up, his hair a little messy. changbin sat on the stool. mcgongall patted his hair down before putting the ragged talking hat in his head.
"hm......" the hat hummed. changbin felt his heart pound and looked around the great hall.
he's been told his whole childhood he'd make a good slytherin, judging by his looks. changbin always wore preferred wearing dark clothes and well, his looks always spoke for itself. and certainly, when he looked at the slytherin table they looked at him expectantly. he wishes he has gyu with him right now. he held his hands together to keep himself from shaking too much and set his eyes downcast.
"hufflepuff!" the sorting hat shouted. little hesitant claps sounded in the hall. changbin looked up to the hufflepuff table and saw pretty much surprised faces. he stoop up nevertheless, and sat down with them, the others greeting him softly and he softly said his hello's back, a little smile in his face.
"oh changbiiiiiiin." the girl drawled out his name. "what brings you back here, emo boy?"
"hey myrtle." changbin whispered. he sat down on the floors of the bathroom and sighed. "just want to talk to you." myrtle let out a sound of surprise. "you want? TO TALK TO ME?" she said accusingly. changbin just looked at her confused. "how sweet of you, emo boy. but you only come to me when your sad." myrtle retorted. "now talk."
changbin sighed. it's become a habit of him to talk to hogwarts ghosts, particularly to moaning myrtle, when he cant sleep or hes bothered. myrtle liked talking about how she died and sometimes changbin talks to her how hard (and boring) history of magic is. "you know. the usual." changbin said.
it's his second year at hogwarts and pretty much, hufflepuffs still dont talk to him. when he first told his parents about being sorted into hufflepuff, they were so happy and his muggle mom peppered his face with kisses. but now, hes thinking whether he should be actually a slytherin, if the sorting had made a mistake in putting him in hufflepuff.
"dont think like that changbin." myrtle said, surprising changbin. "your face says alot right now. anyways, your just too unique physically from whaf others would call hufflepuff." changbin huffed. "except for your height." myrtle teased. "shut up ghost girl" changbin retorted. "besides, how can you doubt your 'hufflepuffness' when you sleep with a teddy and you sewed peeves a new hat for christmas" myrtle continued. changbin felt his cheeks get hot at the memory. "let's not talk about it." changbin coughed out.
"this child" myrtle stressed. " GO TO SLEEP." she screeched. changbin cringed at the high pitched voice. "I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP SO GET OUT EMO BOY"
third year was a turning point to changbin, mainly because finally he has friends. not any of them are from his houses though.
it all started with a little slytherin freshie in the name yang jeongin.
"um? hyung?" a small boy approached changbin. "uh hey? do you know the way to our dorm? i-im new." he asked. changbin stared at him, before looking at the first year's silver and green tie and to his own yellow and black one. the boy did the same. changbin coughed and the boy flushed red at his mistake. changbin smiled softly at the slytherin first year who was apologizing profusely, absolutely new from what others would stereotype slytherins.
"um, it's okay, uh?" changbin said, pointedly asking for the youngers name. "y-yang jeongin." the boy said shyly. "uh, jeongin, it's okay!" changbin said. "i get confused as slytherin a lot, but im a hufflepuff." he continued. "anyways, about your dilemma, i could take you to the slytherin head boy, if youd like?" changbin offered. the boy smiled brightly with his eyes. "thank you very much changbin-hyung!" jeongin bowed.
"honestly, jeongin. if it weren't for the neckties, id think you were a gryffindor for the rest of my life." changbin said as they walked towards said head boy. jeongin just punched him in the arm. "shut up, small hyung." jeongin laughed. "we literally just met." changbin snarled at jeongin. "i dont care!" jeongin replied.
"ah, min yoongi-ssi!" changbin called to the mint haired boy. "lost slytherin first year, forgot where your rooms" changbin said to the seemingly lack of sleep head boy, gesturing to jeongin. yoongi mumbled a small thank you to chanbin before writing something on a parchment and giving it to jeongin. "there you go squirt now run along or you'll be late, we dont want minus points in the houses." yoongi yawned. "anyways, thanks." yoongi plainly said to changbin before going to his own class.
"yoongi-ssi is right." changbin said and look at his watch. "you know your way to class, freshie?" changbin asked him playfully. "yes, small hyung. potions at dungeons" jeongin rolled his eyes, smile in his lips. changbin ruffled his hair.
"if you need me again i'm always at the first floor girls bathroom." changbin said. jeongin just looked at him weirdly. "NOT LIKE THAT. it's out of order and i go there to talk with the ghost and to clear my mind!" changbin explaind. jeongin snorted. "anyways, we're friends now small hyung! see you!" jeongin said before running to his class.
after class hours, changbin was back again at myrtle's of bathroom, practicing his potions homework (of course with supervision of a crying myrtle in the background). changbin was working on pepperup potion when he hear noises outside the bathroom door.
"jeongin! this bathroom is haunted!"
"and it's out of order!"
"just come with me!" changbin heard jeongin whine. the bathroom door opened and jeongin poked his head out. "ooooh? new students?" myrtle said, abruptly stopped from her crying. "hi changbin-hyung!" jeongin walked over to changbin, followed by a gryffindor and ravenclaw. "did you just? IGNORE ME?" myrtle screeched. all four of them cringed at her voice. "i feel disrespected!" myrtle complained before resuming his crying at the window.
"oh myrtle, drop your dramatic skit down." changbin said, intently focusing on his potion. myrtle angrily gruffed at changbin. "THATS EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, EMO BOY! HE DIDNT IGNORE YOU!" she screeched. changbin finally looked up, his messy hair flopping up and took off his reading glasses. "uh, hi? im seo changbin, and thats moaning myrtle." he introduced at the two.
"hi!" the gryffindor said, witha heavy aussie accent. "my name is bang chan by the way. fourth year gryffindor. you can call me chris!" he said. changbin nodded at him. "is that a pepperup potion?" the ravenclaw asked. "uh yes. practicing for potions." changbin replied, looking at the boiling potion. "interesting. im kim seungmin. second year ravenclaw." he introduced.
"you sound like a sheep." myrtle intervened. jeongin laughed at myrtle comment. "see seungmin-hyung? i told you!" myrtle looked at the giggling jeongin. "hes my new favorite, youre demoted, changbin snake!" myrtle said.
"MYRTLE IM A BADGER STOP CALLING ME A SNAKE." changbin huffed. "okay the pepperup is done!" changbin said in a cheery voice, blowing the candle off and transferring the contents into vials.
"wait. you're a hufflepuff?" seungmin asked chanbin. changbin hummed. "i thought you-""im a slytherin?" changbin cut seungmin off. "i actually get that a lot. because of my looks isnt it?"
"yeah""no" seungmin and chan answered simultaneously. jeongin just laughed at them. "not a lot of other houses are good with potions, especially chan-hyung." seungmin said. "YAH! you brat!" chan complained. changbin looked at jeongin before they both laughed.
ever since then, the four of them routinely goes to 'myrtle's bathroom' or to what jeongin sometime call 'the screeching room' to chat or do homeworks. bullying jeongin on a daily basis, pissing off myrtle, helping chan with potions with a little argument from seungmin became their thing. changbin was happy.