Jyn: Halfblood, Slytherin. the Infamous daughter of Galen Erso who disappeared from wizardry world. Has an adoptive brother, Bodhi Rook. Excels at Potion but has bad relationship with the professor Krennic. Introvert, prefers to do everything on her own. Wants to be an Auror. Excluded from her Slytherin mates because she's not a pureblood, has an adoptive brother who's muggleborn and befriends people outside the house. Scares people away because she'd hex everyone who bully Bodhi. Punched Cassian at their first meeting because she thought Cassian is one of the bullier. Doesn't get along with Keysoo even though they're in the same house.
Cassian: Pureblood, Gryffindor, werewolf and a prefect. Got bitten when he was six years old. His parents are part of Ministry of Magic specialize in lycanthropy rights. Excels at Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms. Wants to be an Auror. Ambitious, brave and friendly. Takes Bodhi as his protege because he doesn't like people from Slytherin that bullies Bodhi. Keysoo, his cousin and Bodhi always accompany him when its full moon. Irritates everytime Jyn follows them but slowly he enjoys her company and feelings starting to develop for her.
Bodhi: Muggleborn, Gryffindor, a headboy, Jyn's adoptive brother and Cassian's protege. Excels at Flying and Astronomy. His parents died because an accident when he was four, remained in the orphanage for a year then Erso family took him as their son. Throughout in early years in Hogwarts: he was shy and clumsy ((students from Slytherin always bullied him and Jyn would hex them)) but later years he becomes more confident and becomes a professional quidditch player, a keeper. He becomes an animagi ((illegally)) to accompany Cassian around full moon.
K2SO: Pureblood, Slytherin, a prefect and Cassian's cousin. Smart, sarcastic and strict with rules. Golden student, as the professor would say. Doesn't like Jyn in general because she always breaks rules, picks a fight and professor would give minus points to their house. Protective over Cassian because Cassian's parents told him to take care of him. Excels at Arithmancy and Divination and wants to be a professor. His animagus is Black Cat and he would accompany Cassian
Chirrut: Halfblood, Hufflepuff. He's blind since he was a child because an accident. Excels at Magical Creatures and wants to be Magizoologist. Reckless and Funny. Has a boyfriend, Baze Malbus who's also a Hufflepuff. They met in the train and become very good friends until the fifth year. Believes on everything Baze doesn't believe. Chirrut is really good with creatures and Jyn wanna do like Chirrut does, Chirrut gives so many advice to Jyn.
Baze: Pureblood, Hufflepuff. He was born from respected family. Thinks everyone is boring unless Chirrut because he's different than the others. Really skeptical about everything. His parents don't agree on their relationship but Baze doesn't give a fuck about it. People thinks he's cold hearted but he's actually cares about people but he doesn't know how to express it, he's really bad at interaction. Excels at Defence against the Dark Arts and helps Cassian in DADA class.
Bodhi is being interviewed post- war and he sees Cassian over the interviewers shoulder (he hasn’t seen Cassian in months because they’ve both been busy doing post war clean up and skirmishes with the remaining Imperial army) and Bodhi’s just like, “excuse me. I’m sorry, but that’s my husband - I havent seen him in months” and he just runs over to cassian and they hug and they’re crying like “You’re alive” and the reporters get the whole thing. and Bodhicassian’s adorable reunion is all over the holonet, and the entire galaxy is in tears becase this adorable, pure, wholesome love has survived through the Empire and War
Sequel to This is a Breakout. I’ve posted it as chapter 2 on Ao3.. or you can read the rest under the cut. Normally I say, “you don’t need to read the other one to understand this.” but you kind of do this time. You’ll probably be like “wtf” if you don’t read the other part first. And I’m sorry for misakes, I edited this twice and I still found a typo while I was posting this...
Warnings for mention of torture? (it’s Bor Gullet, you all should know that)
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It had been several years since Cassian had met that pilot – Bodhi Rook. Cassian still found himself thinking about Bodhi, the bravest man he’d ever met. He found himself wondering and hoping that Bodhi was still alive. Had he been convincing enough when he’d made it look like he’d stolen Bodhi’s shuttle? He really hoped so. He’d never forgive himself if Bodhi had died to save him.
When the informant told him that it was an Imperial shuttle pilot that was running around telling people about this so-called planet killer that the Empire was building, he couldn’t help but wonder… was it his pilot? Had Bodhi Rook defected? But that was impossible, Bodhi had told him he couldn’t defect – his family would be killed if he did.
But a part of Cassian still held onto the hope that the pilot would be Bodhi.
Cassian closed his eyes when he started to reassure his informant that it would be okay before squeezing the trigger of his blaster pistol. It was a mercy to kill the man – he was saving him from certain torture and death, but he still felt horrible.
He turned away and started climbing up the side of the building. He had information to get to the Rebellion.
**
Cassian was getting restless. They’d been in this cell for how long now? An hour? Two hours? It was too long. Cassian had things to be doing, he didn’t have time to be locked in a cell – but he had yet to be presented with a good opportunity to break out.
“Who’s the one in the next cell?” Chirrut’s voice broke into his thoughts and he tore his eyes away from the guards to glance at the other man.
Cassian shrugged and turned back to watching the guards. Maybe they would turn away and he could grab the opportunity to get out of this kriffing cell.
“It’s an Imperial Pilot!” Baze ground out angrily. “I’ll kill him!”
Pilot!
“Wait! No.” Cassian shouldered himself between Baze and the window so that he could see into the other cell. “Back off.”
Cassian looked into the cell, trying to see into the shadows. He couldn’t really see the man in the other cell that well. The man stared hollowly between his legs, huddled in the corner of his cell. It was obvious that the pilot had been tortured to the breaking point. He smelled of stale sweat and his uniform was so dirty you could hardly even see the Imperial insignia.
Cassian swallowed in disgust. He had done some terrible things in the name of the Rebellion – something things that even his superiors didn’t know about. But torturing someone was going too far. No one deserved that kind of brutal treatment. No one.
“Hey,” Cassian called out softly, but with urgency – he didn’t want to scare the man, but he really needed information. “Are you the pilot?” The man shifted and let out a little whimper, but didn’t look up. “Hey, are you the Imperial Pilot? The cargo pilot?”
After a few tense minutes, the man looked up at Cassian. His eyes were wide and wet with tears, his face caked with dirt and sweat. Cassian gasped, because – underneath the layers of dirt and grime – he recognized this man. It was Bodhi Rook. It was his Pilot.
“Bodhi Rook! You’re alive!”
Bodhi blinked at him then whimpered in pain. He clutched his head in his hands and groaned as he looked at Cassian with dull eyes – dull eyes that struggled with recognition. “P-pilot?” he whispered. “I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.” He muttered repeatedly.
Cassian felt anger run through him. Anger at the Empire and anger at Saw Gerrera. He wanted to go to Gerrera and tear into him for what he’d done to Bodhi. He tortured Bodhi – the bravest, strongest man that Cassian had ever met – and turned him into this trembling, splintered man.
“Bodhi. Hey. It’s okay now.” He wanted to reach through the bars and help him, reassure him, but he couldn’t. He searched through his mind for something to say, something that could trigger Bodhi’s memory. “This is a breakout, Bodhi. It’s a break out.”
“Breakout.” Bodhi muttered. “This is a breakout. Breakout…” he trailed off and looked up at Cassian his eyes widening as realization dawned on him. “C-Cassian Andor!” He shook his head. It couldn’t be, but it was... Cassian Andor was looking at him through the bars of his cell, but it couldn’t be… He clutched at his head again and looked down.
Cassian closed his eyes for a moment. He really wanted to comfort Bodhi. It was obvious that he had been dragged through hell and back. He was still trembling and clutching his head, rocking back and forth as soft gasps fell past his lips. He didn’t want to start questioning Bodhi, but he had a mission to complete. Lives depended on this mission.
“Does the name Erso mean anything to you, Bodhi? Galen Erso? Are you the pilot that defected?”
Bodhi flinched at the name of Galen Erso’s name, but nodded. “I’m the pilot.” He whispered. “I’m the pilot.” He still sounded confused, like he wasn’t sure of his own identity, and the somewhat glazed look remained in his eyes.
Cassian nodded. “Can you tell me the message? Please, Bodhi, I need to know what the message was.”
Bodhi shook his head and closed his eyes. He started mumbling incoherently. Cassian didn’t understand most of them, but he caught the words “planet killer” a few times.
Cassian’s anger came back, even greater than before. How dare they do what they did to this man. He had no idea what kind of torture the rebel extremists had inflicted on Bodhi, but the damage was obvious. He wanted to tear them apart for what they had done.
Then Bodhi looked up at Cassian with clearer eyes. “I brought the message… f-from Eadu. I brought it. I’m the pilot. I’m the pilot.”
A rumble shook the ground and the walls before Cassian could reply.
Cassian jerked to his feet when the ground shook again and moved over to the cell door. People started shouting as the shaking intensified. Not good, but this was also their opportunity to get out. Cassian pulled his security kit out of his boot, quickly working on the locking mechanism outside of the door. After only a moment, the lock shorted out and the door slid open.
Cassian ran over to the table and started rifling through their confiscated weapons, looking for his blaster and commlink.
“Kay-Tu! Come in Kay-Tu!” Cassian said urgently into his commlink once he had located it.
“There you are, Cassian. We have a problem on the horizon.” K-2SO paused for a moment.
“What problem?” Cassian hissed.
“There is no horizon.”
Cassian swallowed and glanced up at the ceiling, rumbles still shaking everything. What the kriff was happening on the surface? Whatever it was, it wasn’t good. Not good at all.
Then his eyes widened in realization. The planet killer. It was real and it was here. That had to be it, there wasn’t any other explanation, the shaking was too great to be an Imperial bombing run.
“Yes, yes!” Cassian snapped in slightly irritated panic. “Just lock onto our location and come get us!”
“Five minutes until extraction.” The droid replied. “If I even make.”
Cassian stuffed the commlink into his pocket without replying. Damn kriffing, pessimistic droid. He glanced over at Bodhi’s cell, still closed, where his pilot still sat huddled in the corner. He wanted desperately to run to Bodhi, grab him, and escape from here – but he needed to find Jyn. Everything was coming down around them and if he didn’t get Jyn now she probably wouldn’t survive.
He met Baze’s eyes, “Get the pilot, we need him. I’ll find Jyn.”
He didn’t wait for a reply before he started running through the base. He trusted – hoped – that Baze and Chirrut would release the pilot and get outside to meet the ship. He ran through the base, dodging falling debris. He grabbed someone, demanding the location of Jyn so that they could get the kriff off the planet before they all died.
He finally found Jyn, on her knees while Saw Gerrera stood back from her – looking at her with deep sadness. Cassian lifted his blaster, giving the man a hard glare. Oh, he so wanted to kill him for what he had done to Bodhi. But he lowered his blaster, he didn’t have time for that.
He grabbed Jyn’s hand, “We need to get out of here, now.”
Jyn looked dully up at him, like she wasn’t even aware of everything crumbling down around them and the rumbling in the air. Cassian grabbed her arm – gently but firmly – not having the patience to talk her into leaving. They would get trapped in here if they didn’t get out now.
He pulled Jyn with him back through the catacombs, letting out a sigh of relief when they came out into sunlight. The relief was short-lived, however, when he saw the chaos. The valley was gone, in its place was a billowing, whirling, storm of debris rushing toward them. Cassian looked up at the sky to see a dark object in front of the sun, like a solar eclipse – the planet killer.
Cassian clenched his fists and looked away, looking frantically for his U-Wing – he didn’t have time to dwell on the horror the Empire had just inflicted on this planet. Cassian’s heart lurched when he saw Bodhi, staring up at the sky with the air of a man who had just lost everything. He gave Jyn a gentle push in the direction of the U-Wing then grabbed Bodhi’s hand.
“Move, Bodhi. We have to get out of here.”
He didn’t wait for Bodhi to reply. He just pulled the unresisting man after him, trying not to fall as the ground shook and cracked under their feet. When they reached the platform of the ship, Cassian dragged himself and Bodhi up into the ship.
Cassian immediately scrambled into the cockpit, he was dimly aware of Bodhi following him – the pilot stayed out of the way though. “Come on, come, on. Don’t fail me now.” Cassian muttered as he tried to avoid debris and move the ship away from the center of the storm.
Cassian ran his hand through his hair in relief when they managed to clear the storm and make the jump to lightspeed. They’d made it.
But Jedha City was destroyed.
**
Cassian stared broodily out into space, everything streaking past so fast. Technically, he didn’t even need to sit in the cockpit – they were still a few hours from Eadu – but he had no desire to sit with everyone else.
He’d seen the Empire do some horrible things over the year, but what they had just done to Jedha City and the surrounded area… He’d honestly had delusions that the Empire couldn’t get any worse. How wrong he’d been.
“You’re showing indications of stress.” K-2SO announced from where the droid sat beside Cassian in the co-pilot seat. “You should be careful. You’re a much worse pilot when you’re stressed.”
Cassian turned in his seat and looked over at the droid with mild amusment and opened his mouth to reply. He stopped when he saw Bodhi enter the cockpit. “Uh, why don’t you go um, check to see if there are any transmission from the Alliance.”
K-2SO looked at Bodhi then turned back to Cassian before standing up. “If you wanted me to leave, you could’ve just said that.”
Bodhi took the seat that K-2SO vacated and watched the droid leave. “Was that my droid?” His voice was stronger than it was before – closer to the confident pilot that Cassian had met years ago.
Cassian let out a soft chuckle. “Yeah.
Bodhi nodded and licked his dry lips. He stared out the window for a moment before looking back at Cassian. “You’re the reason I defected.”
Cassian frowned. “I thought Galen Erso convinced you to defect.”
Bodhi shook his head and looked away. “No. I mean, he asked me to take the message to Jedha – but I was going to refuse.” He looked back at Cassian again, “But then I thought of you. The way that you looked at me. You didn’t look at with disgust – I was your enemy, yet you trusted me.
You said that the Rebel Alliance would welcome me, despite the terrible things that I’ve done. So, I decided I was done with the Empire, I wouldn’t be an accessory to any more atrocities. I would fight for what’s right – or die.” Bodhi’s voice broke and closed his eyes. “But I was too late. Jedha City is gone because of me.”
“That’s not your fault, Bodhi! That was completely out of your control.”
Bodhi didn’t look convinced, he felt like it was his fault. He’d been on Jedha. His family had been on Jedha. It felt like the Empire had chosen Jedha to punish him. And now, because of him, people had died. He felt miserable. But now he wanted to make sure that no one else would die because of this super weapon.
“Would the Rebellion still welcome me?” Bodhi asked softly.
Cassian reached out and took Bodhi’s hand. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re already a member.”
Domestic Bodhicassian fluff with an appearance of a three year old Poe Dameron who is dangerously adorable. Written for @rookandor (thank you for the help with the Urdu!! you’re the best ily)
Just a note that this does take place in my Bodhicassian raise Poe series. You don’t have to read them to understand this... but I mean, if you want to support your author Here
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Bodhi threw more spices into the stew and stirred it, the savory aroma drifting through the kitchen. He smiled when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind and his nuzzle the side of his cheek. Bodhi turned around and leaned against the counter so that he could kiss Cassian.
Cassian traced his finger along Bodhi’s jawline. He’d only been away for two and a half weeks, but it felt like a life time to Cassian.
Bodhi ran his hand down Cassian’s arm and pressed his forehead against Cassian’s. “I missed you.” He wrapped a hand around the back of Cassian’s neck and pulled him in for a gentle kiss.
“Mmm, I love you.” Cassian whispered against Bodhi’s lips. He pulled away and looked over at the stew. “And that smells amazing, just like –“
Cassian was interrupted by the sound of small feet running through the house before something collided with his legs.
“Papa! Papa! You’re home!”
Cassian knelt down and kissed the top of Poe’s head, “Hey, mijo. Have you been behaving while I was off planet?” he asked, ruffling Poe’s hair.
Poe blinked innocently up at Cassian. “I’m always good, Papa.” Poe turned his gaze to Bodhi and gave him a dazzling grin. “Right, Abu?”
“Except when you don’t do your homework like you promised.” Bodhi looked pointedly at Poe. “Supper’s in forty-five minutes.”
Poe deflated slightly, “Yes, Abu.” Poe paused then perked up again when he had a thought. “Abu jaan?” he asked in a sing-song voice. “If I finish my work can we go flying?”
Bodhi glanced down at Poe’s excited face. “Maybe. I’ll think about it, okay?”
“If he won’t take you flying I will. Okay, mijo?”
Poe gave a little, “yay!” then scurried off to his room.
“Cassian!” Bodhi hissed once Poe was out of ear shot. “You have to say no to him sometimes. Kriff, our son will grow up completely spoiled if you keep giving into all of his demands.”
Cassian wrapped his arms around Bodhi again. “Our son, huh?” He leaned forward and started kissing along Bodhi’s jaw, loving the small groan that Bodhi let out.
