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Dazai was a mysterious guy, everyone knew that—but somehow, he manages to be loud and quite a problem. Even more surprising, the boy had a fairly big friendgroup consisting of five gryffindors and three slytherins. A good half of the school was terrified on how he was able to befriend people, especially since slytherins and gryffindors weren't exactly known to get along.
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The twins walked down the hall with a bandaged brunette by their side.
"Ya' know what would be a cool prank?" Fred started his usual prank brainstorming routine.
"What?" Replied the other twin as he looked at him confused and bored.
"We should drench our entire classroom with honey!"
"Eh? Didn't we do that last year?" The other asked dryly, slowly turning into a back and forth banter. Wasn't anything out of the ordinary.
"What do you think, D—" The ginger twins looked at Dazai—flabbergasted at the sight Infront of them. There, Dazai stood with his cheeks flushed the color evident on his pale face. He was looking down at some strange device in his hand.
"Ouhhh, what's this!" Fred teased as he tried to get the device out the others' hand. Dazai put his hands behind his back, the twins looked at eachother with a knowing look 'He's definitely hiding something' 'Definitely' the two continued their telepathic conversation on what could be on Dazai's phone that it got him to be so defensive. "Hah, it's nothing. There's not a single interesting on my phone anyway." Seriously, he found it kinda creepy whenever the twins did their weird telepathic thing. (as if he and Chuuya doesn't do it)
Huh so the weird rectangal thing was called a 'phone'. Fred thought about how many intriguing inventions muggles had. While Dazai was distracted George went up from behind and snatched the phone out of the boy's hand.
"Lets see what's on he—" He paused—staring at the screen before slowly raising his head towards Dazai. The brunette blushed even more out of embarrassment. "Ohhh~, who's the lucky lady?" George teased as the younger squirmed even more. "Hey! Let me see too!" Fred yelled estatic, gaining attention nearby from bystanders—who ignored them after realising it was just just the three, basically used to their rowdiness by now since it was a daily occurrence. The phone glowed in the George's hands, he whispered the words while trying not to laugh.
Mackrel > Slug
Mackrel: Chibi!! Its so boring heree
Slug: え？何してるの？
(Hah, what are you doing?)
Mackrel: its so boring without you ;((
Slug: 全く私の問題じゃないよ。君は今、授業中じゃないの？
(Literally not my problem. Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?)
Mackrel: speak in english bruv :P
Mackrel: I'm too lazy to change my keyboard!!
Mackrel: class can wait
Slug: Ugh you're insufferable
Mackrel: and yet you still choose to be near me!
Slug: I didn't choose to, im stuck :/
Mackrel: whatever you say <3
Mackrel: Class is finally over thank goodness
Mackrel: Are you visiting ;3?
Slug: yeah, where do we meet up?
Mackrel: ill meet you at the dock
Slug: alright, cya idiot
Mackrel: cya soon sweetheart!!
Slug: vomiting
Mackrel: You're so overdramatic T_T
Slug: im not
The twins shared a look—concern. "Hey, d—" Dazai cut them off swiftly, "Don't worry, we always argue, it's part of our relationship!!" Weird, but whatever —they've seen more unsual things
"Hah! So you admit in being in a relationship!" George immediately yelled, how could they manage to trick him? The bandaged brunette flinched before snatching his phone and running off.
"Awhh, our little snakey is growing up so fast!!" The twins chased after, not paying attention to their surroundings, accidentally bumping into someone with thick, bushy brown hair—Hermione. "Hey!!" She yelled as the books got knocked out of her hands. "Ugh those bastards." Ron said beside her, "Don't get mad at my behalf, I'm already used to it." Ron helped her pick up her books and they continued their chat.
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The room was cold and it felt suffocating to be in, two chairs infront of Blaise, Draco and Pansy sat on top. "S-so uh, I called you here because I needed advice.." he started. "Advice for what exactly?" The blonde boy said, spinning a pen in his hand—clearly bored. "Well, what do I do if I like someone?" The reaction was immediate. Both of their eyes widened in curiosity. "Who!?" They yelled estatic at the news. Blaise took a deep breath before saying it.
"Dazai."
The two froze, stunned, the tension hung in the air so thick you could basically cut it with a knife. It wasn't really surprising considering how much time they spent together—but still?
Blaise stumbled over his words, clearly trying to keep it together, "I just don't know what to do, should I tell h—"
"Holy shit, your taste in men suck!" Pansy and Draco shouted in somehow in sync it almost reminded him of the ginger twins.
"W-what!?" The panicked boy managed to utter. He stared at the two seated Infront of him.
"Look," Pansy started, "we're not judging or anything but.." She said—dragging out out the 'T'. "Dazai is the worst option you could possibly go for" the blonde boy continued for her.
"I k-know..!" He stammered. "You can't settle for less." The two continued criticizing his taste in men. Dang, these two could make a Dazai-hate-club with all the dirt they had on the guy—actually, scratch that because half of the school would probably join.
"Well, we're not one to judge. You're clearly happy with him so I dont see why not." Draco said, "Wow thats the first smart thing I've ever heard from you." Pansy teased and they continued their bickering.
"Hm, I guess I should tell him.." Blaise thought out loud. "That's the spirit! He'll probably like you back, I mean you guys are always together." Pansy reassured, Blaise had a faint smile on his face as he stood up and left the room, walking after hearing the faint click of the door.