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Out of all the people Daichi had to fall for, it had to be a Slytherin. Why couldn’t he fancy a cute Hufflepuff, or a witty Ravenclaw. Even a fellow Gryffindor would make a better crush. Their two houses were supposed to hate each other.
To be fair, he was nothing like the stereotypes preached. He wasn’t snide, slimy or pompous. He was beautiful in an ethereal kind of way. He was almost ghostly pale, all innocent brown eyes and silvery-blonde hair. The first time Daichi saw the boy he had almost done a double-take, making sure that he wasn’t an angel. Sugawara Koushi, the boy who was even sweeter than his name suggested.
It had all started when Daichi started failing Transfiguration.
A failing grade was a big deal for Daichi. A failing grade ment no quidditch. No quidditch for him, meant no captain for the team. No captain for the team meant chaos. That predicament just spiraled on and on in Daichi’s head. He had to get his grade back up. The professor had suggested that he get a tutor.
And so here he was, sitting at the far table in the library with Sugawara.
When Daichi had heard the phrase “transfiguration prodigy” he had assumed his tutor would be some stuck up Ravenclaw looking for extra credit to bolster their already outstanding grade. Daichi had not expected his tutor’s easy, cheerful smile and green striped tie.
“Sugawara Koushi.” The boy had said, offering Daichi a handshake. “But everyone just calls me Suga.”
“Sawamura Daichi.” He replied, shaking the boy’s hand. “But people just call me Daichi.”
“Nice to meet you Daichi!” Suga said with a genuine looking smile and an honest to god giggle. This boy, a Slytherin? Daichi was convinced that the sorting hat had made a mistake on this one. He was too nice to be one of them.
“So…” Daichi began awkwardly, hoping that he didn’t look as flustered as he felt. “You like transfiguration?”
Suga smiled again, easy and sweet. Daichi’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t even know that that could actually happen. “I love it.”
“Eww...Why?” Dachi blurted out.
“You’ll never get better with an attitude like that.” Suga chided. “I just like it. All you need is a wand and you can pretty much make anything you want. You don’t need ingredients and scales or whatever.”
“I take it you're not too big a fan of potions then?” An amused smile played at Daichi’s lips.
Suga groaned. “Ugh. Potions. I’m so lousy at them. Everything I put in the cauldron just blows up.”
“I thought Slytherins were supposed to love potions class.”
“Don’t believe every stereotype you hear.” Suga chided him again. He had a nurturing air about him. Something that made Daichi believe that he was good at taking care of people. “Not all Slytherins are greasy and evil. Do I seem evil to you?”
“Quite the opposite” Daichi replied, blushing after he realized what he said.
“Oh?” Suga replied with a teasing smile. “What about you then Mr. Gryffindor? Do you love danger? Wrestle any dragons in your spare time?”
“I don’t have any time for dragons with all the obnoxious underclassmen I have to keep track of.”
Suga gave him a sympathetic look. “I’m sure being quidditch captain is a lot of work.”
“H-How did you know I was captain?” Daichi could feel more flustered butterflies swarming in his stomach.
“Oh please. You’re very well known around the school. You must know that.”
“Really?” Daichi was incredulous. He had plenty of friends, he knew that. He didn’t know that students in other houses talked about him.
“Of course everyone knows of the Gryffindor quidditch captain. From the way some people talk about you, I expected you to be much scarier. You actually don’t seem to scary at all.”
“What do I seem to be then?” Daichi was really pushing his luck. Did questions like these count as flirting?
“Hmm…” Suga tapped his temple, thinking. “You seem surprisingly gentle, maybe a little flustered. Pleasant to be around.”
Daichi smiled. “You seem empathic, optimistic. Very pleasant.” Very attractive, Daichi mumbled under his breath.
“I’m sorry. What was that last thing?”
“Nothing.” Daichi replied abruptly. Suga was not supposed to hear that.
Suga smiled teasingly. “What?”
“It wasn’t important.”
“Then why won’t you tell me?”
Daichi sighed. “I just said that you were kind of… you know… attractive.”
Suga reddened, a blush painting itself across his pale features. “Oh.”
Daichi buried his head in his hands “I-I’m sorry! That was weird right? I’m overstepping my bounds here aren’t I.”
“Daichi.”
“I’d understand if you don’t want to help me anymore. I didn’t mean to be creepy-’
“Daichi!” Suga exclaimed. Earning them a few aggravated glares from other library patrons. “You’re not creepy. And I still want to help you.”
Daichi tentatively picked his head up.
“Actually, If I’m telling the truth… I think that you’re very attractive too.”
“Oh.”
“Sooooo…” Suga smiled sweetly at him. “Now that we got that out of the way, we should probably do some work now.”
“Right. Transfiguration.” Daichi flipped his book open and readied a piece of parchment.
The hour proved to be very helpful to Daichi. He found that several spells were easier once explained in plain language. However, Daichi found it a bit difficult to focus when he was so intent on stealing glances when he thought Suga wasn’t paying attention.
Suga was a good teacher. He was supporting and watchful in a nurturing kind of way. He was funny and relaxed, not growing agitated when Daichi asked the same question several times. They were so lost in their studies and soft flirting attempts that the two didn’t even notice the ticking of time.
“Oh shoot!” Suga exclaimed, noticing the movement of people in the room. “Is free period over?”
“Crap” Daichi said, answering his question.
They rushed to clean up stuffing textbooks and spare quills into their bags. They moved through the library at a light jog, neither wishing to be late to their next class.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Daichi asked “Same place same time?”
“Sure.” Suga smiled “Sounds like a plan.”
Both boys stopped, the air around them growing heavier by the second. Daichi didn’t know what to do. Should he hug him? Thank him? Shake his hand? Daichi had absolutely no clue.
His mind went blank when Suga reached up on his tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the cheek. “Bye then.” He said, blushing as he hurried off down the corridor.
Daichi stood, astonished in the library entranceway. He put his hand to his cheek where the ghost of the kiss still remained. Oh he had it bad.
Sawamura Daichi was absolutely, positively enamored with a Slytherin.