Chamber Of Tours || Suho
Pairing: Suho x You
Genre: Fluff, HogwartsAU!
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 1.2K
You entered the Great Hall, looking in awe at the hanging candles, enchanted roof, and the sorting hat on the stool in front of you. You were a pureblood, a family line full of Slytherins. They placed the sorting hat on you, but it didn’t talk to you like it did to others. No, it was quiet, dead quiet. After a lot of silent thinking, it shouted, “SLYTHERIN!”
The Slytherin table cheered, but you thought back as the Sorting Hat kept staring at you. Despite that, you were proud of yourself for securing the legacy.
You were now in sixth year, only one year left, and still no clue what to do with your life. Maybe an Auror, or work in the Ministry of Magic. One thing that was different from your parents is that you were a Parseltongue. But that was something special these days. You make a left turn and head to the bathroom.
Many of your friends suggested that you open the Chamber of Secrets, and you were going to do just that. Muttering the Disillusionment Charm, you disappear.
You come in contact with the exact sink Harry Potter had used to get in.
"Open," you say in Parseltongue. The sink makes a loud noise as it opens up. You go down quickly, hoping no one notices you. Again, you speak "Open," and the snakes move out of the way opening the circular door.
There lies the basilisk, dead and nothing but its bones. There was pretty much nothing to do in here. It was boring. That's when an idea pop into your mind, making you smirk.
You make your way out; sneaking out was easy. Or so you thought. You heard footsteps. They were way too close. "Homenum Revelio," someone points their wand at you. Taking away the incantation off you. "What are you doing here at this time?" He asks, and you look up to meet his eyes. It was Junmyeon, the Ravenclaw Prefect. "What?" you squeak, unable to talk in front of him, heart racing. You've had the longest crush on him, but he was the Prefect, and you the troublemaker.
"I said, what are you doing here, at this time?" he demanded, his voice full of authority. You wanted to die right there. "I was just looking for my mouse." you lied. "Your mouse?" he raised his eyebrows. He wasn't going to buy it. "Stop lying. You don't have a mouse. You have an owl," he stated; this made your eyes shot up. He noticed you. He cleared his throat. "Go back to your dorms quickly," he said, probably embarrassed.
Junmyeon was just on rounds when he saw something pass by. He had his wanted at nothing but thin air, but he knew better. He knew it was just an invisibility spell, a trick used by many adults. But he wasn't sure how a student knew this trick.
"Homenum Revelio," he pointed his wand as the figure started forming into the pretty Slytherin girl. You had your head low. Was she going to cause something? But you didn't look like someone who would. You were cute. No, Junmyeon, Stop. He shook his head.
"I said, what are you doing here at this time?" he asked. He wanted to ask you slowly, but it didn't come out that way. "I was just looking for my mouse," you replied. But he knew that was a lie. You didn't have a mouse.
You were slowly walking away. Why was his heart beating? You looked so scared that all he wanted to was wrap his arms around you. He walked to the Ravenclaw dorm, trying to collect his thought. She's a troublemaker Junmyeon. He said to himself. And a Slytherin. He needs to gather his thoughts. He changed out his robes to his PJs when he remembered your smile. How your eyes lit up when you take a bite of pumpkin pasties; or when your parents sent you the new Firebolt broomstick.
He found himself smiling at the memory, and that's when he realized he's been paying so much attention to you and he didn't even notice.
You told Ava about your midnight adventures, skipping the part about Junmyeon. "Okay, here's a deal, give me five? No, ten sickles for a tour in the Chamber. Hm?" you smirked. "No!" Ava pushes you. "I'm your friend! It should be free," she whines. You stick your tongue out. "Fine," you say, seeing that she's using that pout. She was one year younger and cuter than you.
Night falls quickly, and there were about ten people here waiting to see the Chamber. "Come on in," you say as they follow you. "As you can see, this is the remaining skeleton of the basilisk," you gesture to the white bony structure beside you. "And this is where Harry Potter saved Ginny," you say, pointing right in the center. A lot of 'oohs' and 'ahhs' were heard.
"Oh, please don't touch that. It could potentially kill you," you say to the boy who was tapping one of the basilisk's teeth. "Does this mean you're the new heir of Slytherin?" Someone asks from behind you. This question startles you. Are you? "I don't know," you smile. Ava elbows you softly and leans in to say, "You might be!" to which you giggle silently.
"Oh and one more thing, do not tell the teachers about this," you warned them.
This went on for more than a few weeks luckily, you weren't caught. Or so you thought. You were in the girls' bathroom when you heard, "So this is what everyone's been doing, huh?"
"Oh god, you scared me," you say as you turn around to Junmyeon's face right in yours. Noticing that, he straightens up. "Can I have a tour?" he rubs his nape. "Uh... yes, sure." you stutter. "Here," he says as he hands you ten sickles. "No!" you spoke a bit too loud as you push his hand back. "Think of this a favor, for not telling on me back then and now," you explain. "Okay," he smiles.
"Wow." he gapes, looking at the chamber. "Don't tell me that..." he trails off as he looks at you with unreadable eyes. This is what you hated. How people started looking at you. "That's so awesome!" he exclaimed. "The bones are still here!" he said as he made his way to them.
"Wait, what?" you were beyond confused. "I've always wanted to see these bones, and now, thank you." he smiled. He isn't talking about you. You sighed. "What?" he asked hearing you sigh. "I can't believe the boy I like cares about bones than me," you mutter, then your eyes widen at what you just said. Instantly cupping your hands over your mouth you look at Junmyeon. "What?" he asks as if he heard something wrong.
"Oh! Look at the time! I have to go!" you say a little too loudly as you escape from there as quickly as you can. You can hear him call out for you, but you choose to ignore him as you leave the washroom, cursing.
You avoided him for the next few days; You ate quickly, you went out of the class first, You didn't make eye contact. You didn't even look in his way.
As soon as Defense Against Dark Arts was over, you headed for the door.
But a hand caught your wrist, stopping you from moving any further. "Don't leave," he softly pleaded. And you stayed and kept staying.
