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¨ Did you forget your schedule again?¨ Tommy asked jokingly as Tubbo sputtered and blushed pink, riffling through his bag.
Tommy rolled his eyes and pulled out his wand. ¨Accio schedule!¨ The paper shot out and hit Tubbo in the face. He burst out laughing as Tubbo struggled to grab his schedule. The bell rang and Tubbo skimmed through his classes, his face changing to panic.
¨I have herbology!¨ Tubbo yelled, dashing off through the hallway and into the courtyard where he disappeared from view. Tommy continued walking down the hall chuckling and wiping tears from his eyes.
¨What are you doing out of class?¨ He froze and slowly turned around to find a very angry Jschlatt.
¨Ah nothing...where is the defense against the dark arts class?¨ Jschlatt shook his head in annoyance and flew upward, his ghostly suit rippling through the sunlight.
¨Down the hall to the right.¨
¨Thank you!¨ Tommy yelled, rushing down the hall as Jschlatt grinned and pulled out a beer bottle from his suit, taking a swing and throwing it against the ground where it shattered with a loud crash before vanishing in a puff of glowing smoke. He flew through the walls laughing like a maniac as Tommy opened the door to his classroom.
¨And look who is late...Sit Tommy.¨ Tommy huffed and looked down from the disappointed eyes of his professor who stood before the blackboard with his arms crossed.
¨Now as I was saying-¨ Multiple students chuckled and Tommy wished he learned an invisible spell in charms. Professor Sam hung his head before drawing his wand and ordering his students up.
“Stand!” Tommy quickly stood as Sam waved his wand, the desk’s slid across the floor before piling neatly in the back of the room.
“Now form a line!” Sam yelled over the mummering of the excited students “Today we will be facing a boggart!” Some students wore confused faces while others looked excited.
“Sir what’s a boggart?” A first year Tommy recognized was waving his hand from the back of the line.
“Glad you asked Ranboo! A boggart is a creature that changes its form to your worst fear!” Tommy snickered as some excited faces changed to looks of horror.
“Now extend your wands and wave like this!” Sam flourished his wand and waved. It took a couple of tries but Tommy was sure he managed to get the spell down.
“Just do that and say this. Riddikulus!”
“Now for a warning, if you don’t want to partake in this part of the class just ask me and any student can do this spell at a later time. ” Sam said kindly, gazing at the crowd of students. Tommy shivered and slowly raised his head to lock eyes with his professor who gave a curt nod.
“Let’s start! shall we?” A loud thump and an old cabinet appeared before the line, many students shuffled backward as the small handle thumped almost as if something was inside.
Tommy slowly trailed to the back of the line and watched as kids performed the spell. Some fears he almost laughed at, others felt like a nightmare. Soon the class was dismissed and He was left with Sam who walked over.
“I’m going to grab some food from the kitchens, stay here until I return.” Sam ordered before shutting the door and disappearing down the hall.
Curious, Tommy turned his head back to the cabinet that remained locked in the middle of the room. His curiosity overtook him and with a defeated sigh he slowly approached the rattling cabinet.
“Alohomora.”
He stumbled backward against the wall as the door creaked open and watched in interest and fear.
A hand gripped the door and Tommy watched as Wilbur emerged from the darkness, dressed in his green robes and perfect badge that glinted in the sunlight. He internally panicked and raised his wand with a shaky grip.
“Riddikulus.” There was no flash of light, not even a flicker of magic and Tommy shook his wand furiously as Wilbur gazed around locking his eyes on Tommy with a smirk.
Within minutes Tommy was pressed against the wall with Wilburs hand at his throat.
“You're such a disappointment Tommy!” Wilbur hissed, grinning like a snake.
“It’s a wonder that Phil never kicked you from the family! ” Tommy choked as Wilbur tightened his grip and black spots danced across his vision. He watched in horror as Wilbur changed into Techno who released his grip and let Tommy fall to the ground, clutching his neck as Techno paced the room like a shark tasting blood.
“Phil never wanted you neither did I.” Techno rumbled, his red eyes slit’s as he glared at Tommy with hate and anger.
“You were never our brother Tommy.” Tommy’s heart ripped to shreds, his wand lay discarded on the floor as he sobbed.
A pair of brown sandals stepped before him as a hand gripped his hair and yanked him upward. Tommy let out a short yelp as his scalp burned and he thrashed for Phil to release him.
Phil chuckled and instead tossed him aside where he crashed into the pile of desks with a painful scream.
“Didn't you hear Tommy? You are not my son! You never were and never will! ” Phil roared as his form twisting and churning as he grabbed Tommy by the throat.
With no fight left Tommy went limp and watched as Phil smiled and squeezed. His throat screamed for air and he couldn't help but claw at the man’s hands that didn’t budge. Tommy was yanked backwards with a surprised gasp and fell to the ground.
His head reeled but took in the form of Sam standing before him.
Sam looked behind in concern and panic at Tommy who fell to his knees behind him. The boggart looked between the two in confusion before locking eyes with Tommy who looked up blankly.
“Face me.” The boggert’s shape twisted but stayed the same still attentive on Tommy. Sam was filled with rage as he held the boy tighter and raised his wand.
“I said face me!” Sam yelled, With a hiss the boggart changed its shape into a human form that had patches of green skin and dark red eyes, the room filled with the scent of rain and electricity that made Sam's hair stand up.
Before letting the boggart get too far into the transformation he waved his wand.
“Riddikulus!” A small burst of light made Sam blind, he blinked back to a small creeper plushie, running around the floor. With a smile he threw the plushie back into the cabinet and locked the door. Tommy was still hugging him tightly and shivering.
Sam gently unwound the boy’s shaky arms and lowered him into a sitting position, he pulled out some chocolate and handed some to Tommy who slowly ate it.
“You ok?” Sam asked hesitantly as Tommy flashed a weak smile.
“Never been better professor.” Sam hummed, knowing that Tommy’s response ment no.
“Family issues?” Tommy shuddered and turned his head, still gripping onto the chocolate that started to melt.
“My brother, Wilbur is slytherin and is a perfect just like my brother Techno. They both hate my guts because I was adopted into the family.”
“I say I'm a pureblood because people like purebloods but I'm really not. They all hate me, teachers,students, and my family.” Tommy was now shuddering, his voice growing thick and his eyes watery with unshed tears.
“Not happening on my watch! I'm having a long talk with your father.” Tommy jumped up in alarm.
“What-but-he-!”
“No but’s, I’m gonna get this sorted!” With that Sam led Tommy to the medical ward where he was treated under the watchful eye of Niki who made Tommy drink a couple of potions for his neck and bruising.
A couple of days later Tommy was held back in Sam’s class and he glared at the older.
“Sam I’m gonna be fucking late!” He whined and Sam stifled a laugh.
“Don’t worry Charm’s isn’t far. Anyway I have something.” Tommy tilted his head in interest as Sam conjured up a pile of papers and slid one over to Tommy.
“By order of the minister of magic Mr. Vickkstar declares Tommy minecraft to be placed under the care of Mr. Sam who will be his legal guardian from now on...” Tommy could barely make out words as his vision swam with tears.
“Do you accept me as your father…?” in a flash Tommy signed his name and the parchment vanished in a flash of light. Sam let out a grunt as Tommy hugged him tightly. Both sat in the empty classroom filled with hope and happiness.
“So does this mean I have to call you dad?”
“If you want son!” Tommy grinned as Sam grabbed his arm and pushed him from the classroom.
“Go to your next class Tommy! Don’t be late!” Tommy saluted and walked down the hall before passing through a grinning Jschlatt.
“Aw is little Tommy adopted?”
“Fuck off Jschlatt!”
“NOPE! GUESS WHAT EVERYONE!” Tommy groaned as Jschlatt zipped through hallways, shouting about Sam’s new kid.
“I’M GOING TO KILL THAT GHOST!” Tommy shouted, rushing after Jschlatt as Sam chuckled from his office, the commotion seeping through his door and making the small dim space a little brighter.