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THE G O L D E N TRIO ;
ft. won jiyi as harry, park sunwoo as ron, & lee haesung as hermione.
“ why is it when something bad happens, it’s always you three? ”
( && — @mmjiyi )
minbyeol didn’t feel like doing anything today. she was in the hyeonmu common room ( just like she always is) and laying down on one of the couches, wistfully looking out of the window. “ ah, the birds are so free. ”
okay, maybe she is being a little melodramatic. she isn’t locked up in the tower, and she could explore the castle if she really wanted to. she’s just too unmotivated to do it.
“ i wonder if i’m powerful enough to charm my feet into walking. ” minbyeol muses to herself. she tries to recall if she’s seen anyone in her family do it. a burst of laughter coming from the other side of the room pulled her out of her trance.
minbyeol sighed and went up to her room, trudging up the stairs like she had metal ball chained to her feet. it was the same as she left it – too quiet, too empty. minbyeol didn’t know why she and her brother were already at the castle when it isn’t even march yet. she guesses that he was excited to see all of his friends again.
she plopped face down on to her bed and thinks of all the possible things she could do. she could text junsu, but she’s sure that he’s busy getting books and robes and finding his wand. she could read, but her brain isn’t quite up to the task, considering that it’s only eight in the morning.
she pads to the window, and sees some students playing quidditch in the field. “ who even has that much energy in the morning? ” she rests her head on her chin, and that’s when it strikes her.
they’re tiny. she’s seeing them from above. they look like exactly like sims.
minbyeol laughs in manic excitement, completely forgetting that she still had to finish the house the was building in sims. she rushes over to her trunk and grabes her haneulpad, and runs down the stairs. minbyeol heaves when she arrives at the landing, thinking that this is already a week’s worth of exercise.
thankfully, the same people were in the common room ( and away from the sockets ). she reclaims her seat on the couch and opens the haneulpad, fingers tapping the keys in fervor.
round 2.
feat. @mmjiyi
“—meanwhile wonsik will be paired up with jiyi…”
he could hear a few snickers around him, which he assumed was directed towards him, but he doesn’t bother to give them attention, settling with just a simple roll of the eyes. it’s been about what? two months since his first duel with the fifth year and despite his reputation as one of the solid duelist of his year, he surprisingly lost against the younger girl in a matter of seconds all the while being stuck in fishnet stockings. one would expect he would be embarrassed ending up in that kind of situation, but wonsik found it entirely amusing instead. sure, his pride was a little hurt at first ( and maybe his ankles too, those stockings were tight ) but there was no point in holding a grudge, especially since the other probably didn't have any ill intentions towards him at the time. though now that he thinks about it, jiyi had been nothing but friendly towards him.
spotting the jujak student across the room, wonsik makes his way towards her, ignoring the watchful eyes that were following him. “you ready, kid?” he pulls out his wand, giving her a small smile. “try not to put me in any stockings or undergarment this time around yeah?”
all the texts!!! 🤠
send a symbol for a text — accepting !
send ✆ for a morning text
( ✉ ↝ 🅱️ig 보스 ) yo( ✉ ↝ 🅱️ig 보스 ) wake up( ✉ ↝ 🅱️ig 보스 ) they got pancakes for breakfast today ( ✉ ↝ 🅱️ig 보스 ) we saved u sum food( ✉ ↝ 🅱️ig 보스 ) hurry up or else im gonna eat it
“ sunwoo got petrified, didn’t he? i’m sorry (whoops). ”
( && — hogwarts au starters )
cameo by minbyeol’s brother, @mmsunwoo !
she was surprised when jiyi eonnie spoke to her. minbyeol didn’t even know that the two were friends. “ oh, jiyi eonnie. how did you know? ” minbyeol says while still looking at her brother. if jiyi eonnie ever replied, she didn’t hear it. minbyeol was too busy thinking about how her brother got into this predicament.
was it a gorgon? no, there aren’t gorgons in yosul. or are there? have they suddenly appeared in the lake? do they even live underwater? why was sunwoo oppa even by the lake? was it even a gorgon? i bet it’s a basilisk. how would he even meet a basilisk? was he flying around the quidditch pitch and saw one? i mean, i doubt a basilisk would just be wandering around without anyone noticing. was he down in the basements then? did he find the chamber of secrets? he would’ve gone through the girl's bathroom to do that. is that how jiyi eonnie knew?
minbyeol felt weak, her knees about buckling under the weight of all of her thoughts flying around in her head, like a hundred snitches that refused to be caught. she closed her eyes, and exhaled. minbyeol tries to calm herself down by telling herself that her brother’s not the type of person who would willingly want a stare-down with a creature that could kill him. that this is all just a big accident.
nothing had changed when minbyeol opened her eyes. her brother was still petrified. he looked like he was on the brink of death. minbyeol doesn’t recall her brother being so sick that he had to get hospitalized, and looking at his current state makes her want to cry. “ eonnie, sunwoo oppa’s can be healed, right? ” minbyeol asks the older student, her eyes glassy from the tears she refused to shed in front of her brother.
gna try just one more time! all the cute texts pls!
TEXT MEME // accepting!
send ✆ for a MORNING text
( sms — 공주님 지이 ) morning!!!
( sms — 공주님 지이 ) good luck @ the game today!
( sms — 공주님 지이 ) i stayed up all night to make an enchanted banner to support u hehe
( sms — 공주님 지이 ) sunwoo told me to tell u that he helped but all he did was spill the glitter so like
( sms — 공주님 지이 ) basically useless!
& free fallin’.
@mmjiyi !
in the early hours of the morning, before the sun can even begin to peek out from the horizon, he finds himself crash landing into a tree.
( in his defense, the tree was in the way of one spiralling, out-of-control disaster named lee haesung. )
what’s supposed to be a quick flight around school instead lands him in the infirmary with a broken arm and numerous scratches all over.
jaeho reprimands and worries in the same breath, and maybe that’s why the guilt lodged in sung’s stomach doesn’t go away because he promised to be careful. his anxiety grows as he lies and omits jiyi’s name in his version of the story- blathers on about needing some fresh air even though it doesn’t sound very convincing. he’s pretty sure jaeho has an inkling of what actually happened, but his older brother lets him go after he wordlessly downs the skelegro potion given to him.
the burn in the back of his throat from the potion hurts, and the walk back to the dorm is quiet.
“hey jiyi,” sung starts, a halfhearted wave given with his good arm, the other in a sling as he waits for the bones to mend. he grins, even though the cut on his cheek stings and he feels worn out already from the sensation of pine needles in his broken arm and the worried look his best friend shoots him once he finally lets himself into the ju jak common room. “so i guess the whole flying thing isn’t really for me, huh? there goes my dreams of being a quidditch player.” he jokes, eyes curving into half moons as he gingerly maneuvers himself into sitting next to jiyi, gently knocking his ( good ) shoulder into her smaller frame.
“dude, you gotta stop looking so down in the dumps. i’m fine.” he’s definitely not, but he’s always been a liar in the interest of his best friend’s wellbeing. sung bites the inside of his cheek, ruminating on the thought before he ends with, “it was my fault anyway. don’t worry about it.”
“ how are we playing? classic or bavardian rules? ”
hogwarts au sentences // ( accepting )
choa was never one to admit that she didn't know something; her pride wouldn't let her. ( if there was one aspect of herself that she hated more than anything, it would be her pride. an invisible obstacle that often interfered with her interpersonal relationships and daily life ) and it would be now, that her pride reared its ugly head, stifling her. in the span of a few seconds since jiyi had inquired, choa spent that time wracking her brain for what bavardian rules even were. biting back a grimace, she turns her eyes to jiyi, who had been waiting expectantly for her reply.
"what's the difference between the classic rules and bavardian ?" she asks through clenched teeth, a muscle in her cheek ticking; pride smarting.. "i don't think i've ever come across bavardian rules before."
