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Idle hands || Open

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Mohini glared at the young boy, noticing the way his face looked too angelic. She didn’t trust it. A mischief maker knows their own kind. And trust, Mohini knew like minded people like her. She reaches his for hand, steadily keeping a firm grip while moving as if she was preparing to get up from her new found position. But alas, she wasn’t. At least not immediately. Oh no, the need for payback was strong in the professor. Let’s just say, Mohini wouldn’t be the only one on the floor this sunday afternoon.

Once Mohini had a firm grip, locking the male within her hold, she pulled hard enough to send him cascading down towards her.  Her long, model-esque legs outstretched just in case the male found excellent footing. Call her childish, Mohini didn’t care. If you were in her place, you’d probably do the same. And if you were to say you would, well–Mohini would call you a liar to your face. 

“Oh, Javier! I am so sorry.” Mohini retort, trying her best to cackle in devious laughter. “Are you alright?” Mohini inquired, moving to lie on her side–wide, amber orbs blinking in all the mock innocence she could muster. 

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for a moment, professor mohini actually looked intimidating with her glare. he swallowed, trying to maintain his angelic facade and smiled when she placed her hand in his. step two of the plan was about to be carried out, and he was actually glad she was falling for this. javier flexed his arm, appearing to be trying to lift her up, but in actual fact, he was going to let go of his grip to send her tumbling down again.

he chuckled in his head, stopping the scene that was actually playing in his head. in one...two...th-

“gAHHH!” he groaned, feeling the floor beneath his back. it was a reverse prank! “darn!” he cursed inwardly, trying to get up from the floor in an attempt to save his ruined plans. javier narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, before changing them into half-hearted eyesmiles again.

“it’s alright, professor mohini!” he grinned, trying to hold back a string of curses that was about to escape his lips. “i’m alright, must’ve...lost my balance there. are you okay? you should at least get off the floor, lest the other students see you lying on the ground like this.”

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Idle hands || Open

For Mohini, Sundays were the most boring day of week. Often leaving the teacher with nothing to do. And if there were one thing Mohini hated, it was boredom.

The female professor soon resorts to walking around almost empty halls, peering into rooms to see what she can find. Albeit, for the most part–she’s left with nothing. Mohini shrugs her shoulders in defeat, closing the door to the empty room while turning on her heels when she surprisingly spots someone right in front of her. The shock causes the teacher to fall backwards against the poorly closed door, resulting in her landing painfully on her arse. “Ugh!” Mohini groans, laying down on the ground in laziness, partially embarrassed.

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sundays were the best day of the week. as an average-performing, fun-loving student, javier wanted nothing more than a day where he could be free from classes, and sundays were the day to do so. however, this particular sunday was boring, with quidditch practice cancelled and an empty schedule, javier found himself wandering around the school compound, trying to find something to do (or to prank).

he stopped in his tracks, ears perking up at the clicking sound against the floor. an idea presented itself in his head, and a sneaky smile crept up his face. javier carefully made his way towards the unsuspecting professor, planting himself behind her and waiting for her to just turn-

"ugh!”

“hi professor mohini, didn’t see you there.” he plastered the biggest smile on his face, eyes turning into little crescent moons while he extended his right hand towards the fallen professor. 

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mind games // jj + po

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grypeter:

it had been quiet for too long.

much too long.

or maybe he was just paranoid. the first two weeks of his seventh year at hogwarts had been an awfully eerie reenactment of that one old western film where tumbleweeds rolled idly by as two men stood a couple of yards apart with their fingers wrapped around their guns.

who would pull the trigger first?

bah, he was probably just being paranoid. that was the only explanation (bad choice, peter?). javier and him haven’t bickered for a long time! a truly great milestone. besides, they were almost adults now. pranks were for kids. if they were going to settle something, they should’ve at least settled it in a grown-up half-of-a-man-to-another-half-of-a-man kind of way.

peter sauntered into the great hall to study after class had let out that day, obliviously mouthing the lyrics to a his latest go-to song (hotline bling, unsurprisingly). the sight of his favorite ravenclaw set his heels into speedy motion, hands pulling out of his pockets. oh god, what was he supposed to do with his hands? for a moment they were motionless, a stark contrast to the movement of the rest of his body. er, put them back in his pockets. yes, that would be best.

finally he had reached the girl, sliding onto the side beside her. “hey.” cool (swaggy).

he knows he’s going to get punched in the face for sure for playing such a nasty prank, but the consequences of his act swiftly evacuated his mind as soon as he felt a presence lingering near him. ‘peter is definitely going to fall for this,’ he thought to himself as he stared at the open book in his hands. he grimaced at the amount of grey that filled the pages, words painted on every single area of the paper. was this even entertaining? he silently wished for the other to come a little quicker, because staring at the book was making his eyes slightly blurry and his head dizzy.

javier bit back a sneaky smile as he spied from the corner of his eye. the target was finally here. in a split second, dozens of replies flashed through his head. he hadn’t really talked to the actual jung soojung and most of their interaction consists of simple nods of acknowledgements or a plain ‘hello’. knowing how peter was always around the girl and always talking about her, he probably knew her like the back of his hand and javier understood that trying to trick him would be no easy feat.

“hey yourself,” he turned to look at the other briefly, before tucking (her) hair behind (her) ear. his eyes were now fully concentrated on the contents of the book. in his mind, javier prayed a silent prayer (not that he believed in God), but he needed all the luck in the world to get through the first sentence at least.

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anti - you // javier ft. amaryllis

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slryllis:

She blinked a few times, the smile on her visage slightly died down. Slightly. She held back in a scoff at the other’s words. She wasn’t pretending to be nice. She was the embodiment of nice. Okay- maybe not, but she was still nice. To say that she was offended was considered an understatement. If only using the Crucio curse wasn’t illegal. Oh the things she could do. 

Javier. It reminded her of the New Charles Xavier school. If only she could go there and meet all of her heroes that she read in the muggle books they called ‘comic books’. Her dreams would come true and she could die right then and there. 

Glancing over at her sister, she couldn’t help, but giggle at the glare her partner was receiving. Waving towards the other Delacroix, she didn’t notice the other Slytherin until they waved back. Deciding not to make them feel awkward, she also decided to give them a wave. House mates had to be there for one another after all. 

Hearing the other’s next orders, she rolled her eyes. Talk about demanding. Mumbling a string of insults, she started to prepare the first few ingredients. Maybe it was better to just not talk. It was rude though, and she’d rather be rejected and look like the victim than the culprit. 

   ❝You do that.       Don’t take too long. ❞

She mumbled, her eyes slightly narrowing as she tried to crush the snake fangs without violently smashing the pestle into the mortar. Could she use her wand right now. Probably not.

javier wasn’t a mean person at all. instead, he was usually friendly, a perpetual jokester and a great team player. not that he was marketing himself to the students (and professors) out there, but he knew for a fact that he was at least, nice. he just had one problem. slytherins. his friendliness extended far and wide, but stopped at the borders of the slytherin common room, the slytherin table, a slytherin. he wasn’t being “judge-y”, like what his friends would always tell him whenever he sneered at a passing slytherin, but he just didn’t like them too much. after all, stuff happened and he wasn’t going to forget about that so easily.

he shrugged as the facial expression of the other’s evolved from her ‘kind’ demeanour and picked up the first few ingredients on his list that was coincidentally located just beside their table. 

“back at yourself,” he faked a curt smile, slightly (just slightly) wincing as the other crushed the snake fangs in what he thought was anger. “at the rate you’re going, you’re going to smash the entire table. like i am, try to keep your unhappiness to yourself. the professor’s looking our way.” he added. 

[jayfatuasian]

just jeon jungkook’s style of photography. casually lying on the track (regardless if it’s dirty or not). maybe that’s how he attracts his friends.

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mind games // jj + po

the great hall was empty, with the exception of a few other hufflepuffs at their table, talking animatedly about the newest flavour of muffins that had been crafted and baked by the kitchen elves. javier glanced briefly at their table, shaking his head in the process. talking about muffins with such great excitement was lame, he thought to himself. he sat in the middle of the gryffindor table alone, with his elbows rested on the surface and hands that cupped his cheeks. javier groaned in boredom. he had a free period due to scheduling problems and he was thankful for that, but he hadn’t been lucky enough to have a friend with him. 

he checked his watch, and noted that within five minutes, one of his friends would’ve ended class. however, it was utterly mundane to just say hello and exchange pleasantries, after waiting at least two hours for his fellow gryffindor mate. javier smirked, an idea presenting itself in his head. he got up, chest pumping with pure joy and mischief and disappeared into the common restroom.

five minutes later, he strutted into the great hall once again, flipping his now long, silky hair and flaunting his (or her?) distinct cat-like features. with a book in hand, he sauntered towards one of the other three tables, and took a seat.

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anti - you // javier ft. amaryllis

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slryllis:

Amaryllis wiggled excitedly as she glanced around the great hall with curious eyes. Today in Potions some 7th years were going to be attending the class for some “experience” for thr 6th years. She didn’t really catch what the professor said because she was already hopping in her seat at the mention of being able to pair up with her own sibling. She wondered if her sister was good at Potions. Surely she should be, right? Hearing her peers call her, a bright smile appeared on her face before she hopped out of her seat and quickly made her way over to the large group of Slytherins, making her way to class.  

The younger Delacroix never had any problems with Gryffindors, given that her own flesh and blood was in that house. It was like she couldn’t hate them. She arrived at the class, the professor told the Slytherins to stand on one side of the room while the other class was on the other side. Seeing her sister across the room, she excitedly waved to the older one. At the mention of the red house, a few of her own house mates starting ‘booing’. Amaryllis frowned at this, sending them a glare which efficiently shut them up. 

“You’ll be placed with Amaryllis.” 

She blinked a few times before sitting at the table they were assigned to, pleased that it was close to her. She didn’t hear who her partner was, but she knew it wasn’t Anais. If it was, her sister would have probably tackled her or something. 

Seeing that there was a male that sat next to her, she assumed that he was her partner, but he didn’t say hi or anything. Normally you would greet people if they were to be your partner, right? Perhaps he wasn’t her partner. Nope- he sat down. He was her partner. Maybe he didn’t talk a lot? Maybe he was just shy? Opening the book to the page mentioned, missing the snort that erupted from the other, she turned to the other with a bright smile.  

     ❝I guess we’ll be working with each other today.        I’m Amaryllis!❞

the slytherin girl was sure bubbly for someone of her house, and javier raised an eyebrow at that. most slytherins would appreciate the lack of conversation, without any introduction at all when it came to pairwork. the routine was simple, get the potion over and done with, attain a good grade, and never talk to each other ever again. often addressing his slytherin partners as ‘sly’, he was slightly taken aback by the sudden introduction. slytherins had rarely introduced themselves to him, in such a friendly tone in fact.

as a gryffindor, he prided himself in being polite to the fellow houses, despite having a slight distaste for the green one. he sighed, and glanced over at his gryffindor teammate that was working with another slytherin. judging by the glare she was giving him (are the two even related?), he let out another sigh and turned back to the girl beside him.

“yes, and let’s get this over and done with so we need not continue pretending to be nice to one another for more than an hour. i’m javier.” he picked up his quill to take a few notes that had been given by the professor, and pre-heated his cauldron. “you, prepare the first four ingredients. i’ll get to the rest while this is being heated.”

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anti - you // javier ft. amaryllis

(note: in this class, sixth and seventh years were placed together for a wholesome experience)

javier hated potions. not that he didn’t do well in it, or didn’t like brewing good potions, but the fact that the professor always paired gryffindors and slytherins got him riled up all the time. maybe it’s because hogwarts wanted the rivalry between the two houses to diminish, but javier knows it’s not going to work.

“i am going to cut someone if i get a slytherin again,” he grimaced and slammed his books on the table. 

“but javier, we always get paired with slytherins.” 

“ana, please shut up.” he snapped, waving his fellow teammate away. maybe he had gotten up on the wrong side of his bed today (also known as falling off the bed), but the thought of working with yet another sly made him want to give potions a miss. but he couldn’t, because being in the quidditch team meant that he had to maintain his grades, and quidditch was at the top of his ‘do not fuck up’ list. 

“javier, you’ll be paired with amaryllis.”

“damn it,” he rolled his eyes and inched towards the edge of the table. without acknowledging the girl, he flipped his book to the mentioned page and scanned through the instructions. javier took one short glance of the girl, snorted, and went back to his book. he felt bad, but the green scarf hanging from her neck made her someone he didn’t want to associate with already.

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about — history — plots

hello, to make this intro short (and sweet), javier and i would love to plot with anyone and everyone here and you should totally check out his plots page which is linked right above this chunk of text! his thought blog is still under construction. hope to plot with everyone here soon!

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. . . REVIEWING STUDENT PROFILE . . REVIEW COMPLETED! ACCEPTED!

Please welcome [ JEON, JUNGKOOK ], a [ 17 ] year old [ HALFBLOOD ] wizard/witch. Raised as a [ KOREAN-AMERICAN ],  [ JAVIER ] is currently attending Hogwarts as a [ 7TH ] year in the [ GRYFFINDOR ] house.

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