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"Aomine Daiki and Kise Ryouta," Professor Aida, leers, slamming his hand down on the desk, the two fifth year boys glaring at each other. "Are you aware of how many times you've been in detention?"
"I've lost count sir," Aomine answers automatically. "It wouldn't happen so often if this bastard over here-" he says, jerking his thumb towards Kise, "wasn't always looking to pick a fight."
"You turned my desk into a damn pig!" Kise shouts angrily, throwing his hands into the air in frustration. "You were asking for it!"
"Your stuff was moving into my personal space-"
"Oh, so the great Gryffindor Aomine Daiki can't handle a single parchment too near his desk?" Kise sneers, curling his lip.
"It was only fitting to transfigure something, seeing as this whole class is Transfiguration! Damn Slytherin, I'll wring your neck-" Aomine snarls, moving towards Kise and Aida slams his hand down on his desk again.
"Stop! Detention for both of you, this evening at 7:00 pm. Next time I'll make it so that you miss your Quidditch matches!"
"You wouldn't," Aomine says, horrified, stepping away from Kise. "Professor, you're the head of Gryffindor and I'm the best Chaser, you aren't-"
"I would," Aida says grimly. "Now get out of my classroom and behave!"
"Why can't you just fucking shove off," Kise mutters, walking out of the classroom, Aomine following him.
"Why can't you?" Aomine retorts and Kise plunges his hand into his robes and pulls out his wand, pointing it at Aomine's face, his lip curled in disdain. "You're asking for it," Kise warns and Aomine eyes the wand that's pointed at the spot between his eyes in amusement. A few students passing by watch with wide eyes and shuffle along hesitantly, nudging their friends, some ducking for cover and others breaking into a light jog to escape the scene, already aware of the events that would unfold next.
"Bring it on, pretty boy. I've already got detention, nothing's stopping me from hexing your blonde hair purple-"
Before either of them can utter a single spell however, someone grabs Aomine's arm and pulls him roughly to the side, someone doing the same to Kise, separating the two from the same line of fire.
"No magic in the halls!" a girl with pink hair scolds, snatching Aomine's wand from his grasp, a shiny Prefect's badge glinting on the front of her Ravenclaw robes. To the side, a few students sigh in obvious relief at the intervention.
"You are aware of the consequences if you were the miss the Quidditch match, aren't you, Ryouta? I will not have Slytherin losing the match because you could not control yourself around Daiki," a boy with red hair says coldly, the same Prefect's badge glinting on his Slytherin robes. A few girls giggle in the background and point at the eye catching Slytherin pair.
"Damn it, Satsuki! He was asking for it, you never used to be this nit picky about rules!" Aomine grumbles, reaching for his wand, but to no avail. Momoi whips it out of his reach despite him being a whole head taller than her and brandishes her own wand menacingly. "Obviously you had to be made bloody Prefect," Aomine snorts, rolling his eyes, although he eyes Momoi's wand with apprehension.
"Right, Akashicchi," Kise replies stiffly, clenching his jaw as he pockets his wand under Akashi's gaze. "But Aomine was provoking me-"
"You can get him back at the Quidditch match," Akashi says flatly, turning around and starting to walk away. No voiced threats are needed for everyone to know the storm that would be coming if Kise was to land himself in more trouble before the match. "Are you coming, Satsuki?"
"Of course," Momoi replies brightly, tossing Aomine's wand back to him. "Behave or I'll hex both of you so that you never have to hex each other again!"
"How the fuck are you and Akashi even friends," Aomine says under his breath, pocketing his wand. "The two of you are the most terrifying Prefect pair, did you know that?"
"He appreciates me," Momoi says, sticking out her tongue, catching up to Akashi and linking an arm through his. Aomine shakes his head at their retreating forms and shoots a glare at Kise, but doesn't dare to do anything else as he's sure Momoi would be more than willing to carry out her threat. Instead, he opts for flipping Kise off and sticking his tongue out childishly at him before walking away. He strolls down the hall and saunters down the stairs, to the Great Hall, searching for Kagami and Kuroko. When he enters the hall, he spots them sitting at the Gryffindor table, poring over their homework. He comes over, dropping his book bag on the table and listening to the satisfyingly large 'thunk'; Kagami and Kuroko jump up in surprise at the noise and give him a disapproving scowl. He plops down next to Kuroko and swings an arm around Kuroko's shoulder, snatching away the parchment he was working on.
"Transfiguration, huh? This is easy, Vanished objects go into nonbeing. I think. Just came from there. Aida yelled at me lots, again, though that's no surprise. Got detention. Nearly fought Kise again before Satsuki and Kuroko's crush came over and stopped us. Not allowed to hex Kise unless I want my arms severed off. I'm starving, got any food?" Aomine says casually.
"Nobody asked for your life story, Aho," Kagami sighs. "And you'll just have to wait for dinner unless you want to get in even more trouble for sneaking down to the kitchens."
"He's not my crush," is the only thing Kuroko says as he snatches the parchment back from Aomine, a faint blush visible on the Hufflepuff's cheeks.
"Love of your life? Quaffle to the goal? Better make a move on him before anyone else does," Aomine yawns."He's the school heartthrob, isn't he? He's got girls confessing to him right and left and you can't even say a single sentence to him, even though I'm pretty sure the redhead has it bad for you too."
"Leave me and my love life alone," Kuroko mutters, puffing out his cheeks in irritation. "You shouldn't be one to talk, not when you and Kise-kun have so much sexual tension."
"He's not wrong," Kagami chimes in, delighting in Aomine's offended expression. "You two have been going at it since first year."
It was true, Aomine and Kise had started off the wrong foot ever since they met each other - Kise barrelling into Aomine on the Hogwarts Express and neither wanting to apologize. Later, the two of them had ended up in the same boat as each other, plus Momoi. Kise and Aomine had gotten into a heated argument that resulted in both of them flipping the boat over and sending all three of them into the freezing Black Lake. They had walked into the Sorting shivering with sopping wet robes and hair plastered to their foreheads and had been the source of gossip for days afterwards. The fact they had been sorted into rival houses had not helped either: Aomine, Gryffindor and Kise, Slytherin. Whenever they walked past each other in the halls, one would not miss the opportunity to hex the other, resulting in dozens of trips to the Hospital Wing, a few large scale injuries, and an alarming amount of detentions that made both their records a mile long.
Students had grown used their to antics and now made it a habit to back out of the way when they were faced up with each other, remembering the times when they had caused half of the hallway to erupt into flames before Momoi put it out, or when Kise had conjured up a whole flock of birds that terrorized the students until Aida had finally Vanished them all. Aomine and Kise had spent detention that evening scrubbing bird poop off the floors and walls - elbow grease only.
"As if I was ever interested in blondie," Aomine snorts, resting his head on his hand. "Wanna go play some Quidditch?"
"Don't you have, oh, I don't know, homework?" Kagami asks irritably. Aomine finds this statement ridiculous, considering Kagami was the last one who should be lecturing him about homework - both of the Gryffindors were 'lacking in the area of 'book smarts'', or so Midorima had said. Aomine was extremely adept at magic but unwilling to do his work, resulting in him flunking his classes and the blue haired boy curls his lip in contempt.
"Of course, Aida assigns homework like his life depends on it and Shirogane's assignments are harder than Tetsu's dick when he talks to Akashi."
Kuroko puts down his quill and takes his Transfiguration book calmly, swinging it expertly in Aomine's face, causing the latter to fall out of his seat with a crash on the floor. Kuroko drops his heavy book on Aomine's chest while he's on the ground for good measure and Aomine lets out a pained gasp at the weight, Kagami cackling in the background.
"I can't breathe," Aomine chokes, shoving the book off his chest. "Bloody hell, Tetsu, how are you a Hufflepuff? I can feel my ribs crying."
"Nothing a trip to the hospital wing won't fix," Kuroko dismisses, scowling."Plus I do not-"
"You do," Kagami interrupts and Kuroko glares at him as well, picking up his Transfiguration book. Kagami puts his hands up in surrender, and Kuroko drops it on the table with a thud. "But you also deserved, that Aho. Better hope it's nothing too serious or Riko will kick your ass for getting injured before a Quidditch game."
"That woman's graduating next year and then she won't be around to terrorize me anymore," Aomine grumbles from the ground, rubbing his chest.
"It's your fault that you're too busy hexing Kise and for always landing yourself in detention during practices," Kagami points out unkindly and Aomine shrugs, getting back into his seat. He drums his fingers on the table, languidly watching Kuroko and Kagami do their homework, pulling out a piece of parchment himself, drawing deformed quaffles with lopsided smiley faces and scribbling down messy Quidditch strategies all over it, before a cheery voice interrupts him while he's in the middle of envisioning a brand new play, much to his irritation.
"Dai-chan! There you are," the voice says brightly and the three of them glance up to see Momoi with Akashi and the other Ravenclaw prefect, a disgruntled Midorima Shintarou, who was clutching a jar of frog spawn, no doubt his lucky item of the day. "We came to make sure you didn't do anything stupid to Ki-chan. Mind if we join you?"
Kuroko makes a noise that sounds vaguely like a dying bird at the appearance of Akashi, mumbling something about 'needing to go the bathroom' but Aomine holds onto his arm, refusing to let him get up.
"You're not going anywhere," Aomine says firmly and Kuroko gives him the "Aomine-Daiki-I-Will-Skin-You-Alive-And-Feed-You-To-The-Threstals" look which Aomine ignores. "And it's only because of your threat. Otherwise I would have turned him into a bloody puddle," he snorts. Momoi gives him a disappointed look and sits down across of them, holding onto Midorima's arm to prevent him from escaping. The green haired boy sighs resignedly and takes a seat next to Momoi, placing his jar on the table, which Aomine eyes warily.
"I'd appreciate if you waited until after the Inter-House Cup to maul my Chaser, Daiki," Akashi says, raising an eyebrow and sitting down as well. He leans over the table to see what Kuroko was working on and Kuroko's face blossoms into ten different shades of pink at Akashi's close proximity. Aomine rolls his eyes, because honestly, this boy had it so bad and yet still never made a single move and it was so grossly infuriating to see the two of them constantly dance around each other.
"Vanishing spells? Do you need help, Tetsuya?" Akashi offers, taking the paper from Kuroko, the latter who opens his mouth to protest, trying to reach for his paper.
"It's fine," Kuroko mumbles, pointedly looking away. "I'd appreciate it if you gave my paper back, though, Akashi-kun." Akashi frowns and returns the paper to Kuroko and Aomine wants to slap Kuroko across the back of his head because everyone knows that 'do you need help' is code word for 'do you want to fuck' but Kuroko is an 'innocent super virgin' anyways and he values his life so he decides to stay quiet.
"I, um, should get going," Kuroko says hurriedly, rolling up his parchment and shoving his things into his bag. "I promised I would help tutor Kise-kun a bit." Akashi's frown deepens at this point and Aomine totally saw that.
"Hex the bastard for me will you? Can't believe you're friends with him too, you're supposed to be on my side," Aomine drawls as Kuroko stands up and starts to walk away.
"Why do I have to keep telling you? I'm neutral," Kuroko sighs, looking back. Kagami looks at him and desperately mouths 'don't leave me', drawing a finger over his throat and Kuroko gives him an apologetic glance. "Sorry, Kagami-kun, but you'll have to deal."
"Oh, look at the time! We should get going too. Don't forget to attend your detention, Dai-chan! Oh, Takao-kun's Potion's class should be finished by now, Midorin, if you're curious," Momoi says, clasping her hands together.
"What are you suggesting," Midorima says stiffly, pushing up his glasses, staring at Momoi dubiously, the latter only grinning innocently.
"Nothing! Nothing at all. C'mon Akashi-kun, we have Defense Against the Dark Arts, don't we?"
"Actually-" Akashi starts, but he doesn't get any farther as Momoi stomps on his foot, cutting him off and causing the redhead to wince slightly. Aomine's amused at how Momoi could make anyone succumb to her wishes, even the almighty Akashi Seijuro. The two of them had been acquainted with each other since their first year, but had only recently become good friends this year after both being made prefects and were now somewhat inseparable, given the fact their schedules were almost exactly identical. "Right," Akashi says hastily, standing up.
"Right," Momoi agrees, getting up at as well and linking her arm with Akashi's, leading him away, waving goodbye to them.
"Nice..uh..frog spawn," Aomine says, pointing to Midorima's jar, trying to initiate a conversation between the remaining members seated at the table.
"Thanks," Midorima says dryly and to the side, Kagami facepalms. "I'll get going now too."
"To find your boyfriend," Aomine mocks and Midorima glares at him distastefully before standing up and walking out of the Great Hall as well, leaving Aomine and Kagami. There's a moment silence and then-
"So, Quidditch?" Kagami asks, closing his textbook with a sigh.
"Hell yeah," Aomine grins.
"Satsuki, we don't have Defense Against the Dark Arts for another hour," Akashi frowns as soon as they're out of earshot, Momoi impatiently tugging Akashi up a flight of stairs and down the hall.
"I'm well aware," Momoi says. "I just thought you would want to go the library."
"The library?" Akashi asks in confusion before realization dawning upon him. He stops in his tracks and Momoi raises an eyebrow. "I really don't think-"
"Nonsense, Tetsu-kun will be glad to see you!" Momoi replies airily, waving a hand and trying to tug Akashi along again.
"He always leaves when I try to talk to him," Akashi sighs, running a hand through his hair in resignation. "He's willing to go hangout with Ryouta as well, so it's not like he detests Slytherins - he just simply seems to be overly fond of ignoring me."
Momoi pats Akashi's arm reassuringly. "You've got it all wrong, Akashi-kun, Tetsu-kun has it bad for you, trust me. He blushes when you try to talk to him! It couldn't be more obvious - fanged frisbees are banned!" she says, flicking her wand and summoning a green frisbee from a group of third years. One of them looks like he wants to argue, but his friend whispers something in his ear and the boy noticeably pales, casting a fearful glance at the two fifth years, before shuffling away with his friends. "Inciting fear in students is more fun than I thought," Momoi giggles, clutching the frisbee before Vanishing it. "Ask him to come watch the upcoming Quidditch match or something. Play brilliantly and win his heart."
"Easier said than done," Akashi mutters. "Why would he want to cheer on a Slytherin versus his friends?"
"It doesn't hurt to try," Momoi argues. "I heard a group of girls giggling in the bathroom stall about how they wanted to sneak you love potion so you would ask them to come watch," and Akashi shudders slightly. "It's the first game of the season after all! Not to mention that everyone wants to see the brilliant Slytherin seeker, isn't it? He's sooooooo hot and dreamy," Momoi teases in a high flirty voice. "You, Akashi Seijuro, are a heartbreaker and all the girls are going to cry when they find out you have a new, cute, boyfriend!"
"He's not interested," Akashi says and Momoi smacks him across the back of the head, causing the redhead to stumble forwards, glaring reproachfully at her.
"Akashi Seijuro, for someone who is a genius, you are quite dense at times, aren't you?" Momoi scolds, but then she taps her chin thoughtfully. "Though, I suppose, that's why you have me."