i just think they'd get along very well, they have similar chaotic vibes in my heart and i also like the idea of them smooching đ
Tokage Setsuna/Sero Hanta
Look, I'm a very very stan of this ship (my other only OTP with my beloved tape is Seromina) because I truly and firmly believe that they are a match made in heaven. She is sassy and energetic, he is funny and chill, and together they are perfect. Setsuna deserve a man that worships her, but she also needs someone that could match her wicked soul like my beloved tape. Sero deserve someone that would love for ho he is and also remember him that he is cool af
@sparksnyper Same here! đ I might have a little something for you :3c
Before Sero worked up the courage to confess, sometimes heâd get nervous talking to Setsuna and something really stupid would come out of his mouth, and heâd get so embarrassed that he just⌠used his quirk to yeet himself backwards, just noped right outta there XD
Little did he know that Setsuna found it endearing- nowadays they love telling each other the stupidest things on purpose, often making it a game to see who laughs the hardest
Their height difference isnât an issue thanks to Setsunaâs quirk- she can just float her top half up to Sero so she can easily reach him to kiss him or hug his neck or whatever đ
Sometimes Setsuna like to âguess whoâ Sero, but he can always tell itâs her- mainly because he quickly realizes there arenât any arms attached to the hands covering his eyes :p or a face attached to the mouth saying âguess whoâ for that matter
Theyâre totally the kind of couple who would have a themed wedding- dinosaur cake toppers and everything XD
Hey, everyone! I am happy to present the story I wrote for the Sero Big Bang! You can find my partner Grimmâs art here!
The bus rocked gently back and forth as it trundled over the long, winding mountain road. The gravel crunched under the broad black tires, filling the air with rhythmic crackling. Setsuna bobbed side-to-side in the seat with the movements of the bus, occasionally bumping shoulders with Pony or the cold glass of the window. Her black eyes gazed through the fingerprint-smudged pane to watch the tall, spindly pine trees roll by. The underbrush tangled around the lower portions of their trunks, making the shadowy forest seem even more mysterious and threatening. Theyâd be spending the better part of a week within that gloom.
Setsuna didnât mind hikes; in fact, there was something calming about wandering a worn path underneath the trees. However, considering how their last joint training session with Class 1-A in the woods went, she couldnât help but be a little bit anxious. She still had nightmares from time to time about the woods flooding with poisonous gas, making her throat burn. She reached up to wrap her hand lightly around her throat when it constricted in response to the memory.Â
âSetsuna? Are you okay?â Ponyâs sweet voice drew her out of her nervous descent. Setsuna looked over at her with a small smile, trying to play it off.Â
âIâm fine, Pony. Iâm just thinking about the training trip.âÂ
âThatâs right! Weâre gonna show Class 1-A whoâs boss this time!â Neito crowed, jumping up in his seat with a maniacal laugh. The bus driver sharply barked at him to sit down, so Neito sheepishly sank down into the seat with a slight blush. He then leaned into the aisle between the bus seats, his smug grin already returning to his lips. âThey wonât think theyâre such hot stuff by the end of the week!âÂ
âNeito, stop being mean!â Pony scolded. Neito recoiled when Pony bopped him on the top of his head with the flat of her palm; he shrunk into the bus seat with a hiss, cradling his scalp with pouty lips. âWe are doing survival training! We do not need to be fighting with the other class!âÂ
âWe donât need them,â Neito grumbled, but he clamped his lips shut tight when Pony raised her hand threateningly. Setsuna smiled wanly and then looked back to the window. She rested her temple against the glass, which made her head vibrate with the trundling of the bus. Her eyes were lidded as she watched tree after tree after tree pass by, shrouded in shadow as the sun lay hidden behind a thick veil of white-gray clouds. The anxiety bubbled up inside of her once more, but this time, it had nothing to do with villains.Â
The image of a black-haired boy with a sunny smile bloomed in her mind, and it instantly brought a heat to her cheeks. She covered her face with a hand as the blush spread, hoping that no one would notice her uncomfortably wiggling in the seat. The boy prancing in her mind was none other than Hanta Sero, a member of Class 1-Aâ and Setsunaâs crush.Â
I should use this as an opportunity to talk to him, she thought with a bashful smile. The thought made her stomach swirl with both apprehension and excitement. Sheâd battled with her crush for several months, but with everything going on, she just hadnât had a good opportunity to confess her feelings for him. Additionally, it was always nerve-wracking, trying to confess that you like someone. What if Hanta didnât feel the same way? Sheâd hate to make things awkward.Â
The bus rolled over a large bump, making Setsuna jump in the seat and jerking her out of her thoughts. She looked over the edge of the seat to find that the bus was now rolling to a stop alongside another bus, which was parked in a circular gravel lot. From her seat, she could see the gap in the treeline that marked the entrance to the hiking trail on which they would essentially be living for the next week. The Class 1-A students milled about the lot, chatting amicably to one another. Setsuna spotted Hanta conversing with his best friend, Denki, and her heart stuttered in her chest.Â
Sheâd always thought his smile was so beautiful, so full of light and life. It was almost so brilliant that she felt like it would burn her like the sun; sheâd burst into flames and wither away to smithereens. Yet, like a moth to a deadly flame, she found herself craving it anyway.Â
Setsuna found herself sneaking glances at Hanta while she plunked off the bus and walked around to the back to retrieve her hiking gear. While she pulled the backpack and rolled-up tent onto her shoulders, she watched him laugh loudly at something funny Denki had said. He had a wonderful laugh, too, so full of cheer. A dreamy smile bloomed on her lips as she watched him tip back his head in good-natured guffaws.Â
She jumped violently when someone slapped their hand down on her shoulder, and she turned to see Itsuka giving her a grin that just screamed âup to no good.âÂ
âSo, Setsuna⌠Are you going to tell him?â the redhead asked with a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows.Â
âWh-what?â Setsuna spluttered, her cheeks reddening to the shade of apples. âI-I donât think that this is the best time; a-after all, weâre here for trainingâŚâ Itsuka only raised her eyebrows with a smirk, making Setsunaâs blush deepen. Before Itsuka could say something else to antagonize her, Setsuna scurried awayâ and ran right into Hanta.Â
âWhoa!â he cried when she wobbled back on unsteady feet, and his hands slapped to her hips in an instinctual effort to steady her. Setsuna flushed at the feeling of his hands wrapping securely around her middle, long fingers digging slightly into her paravertebral muscles. He flashed her that damn smile that made her feel fluttery and faint. âYou okay, Setsuna? Sorry, I didnât mean to step right in your way.âÂ
âI-Iâm fine, thank you,â she stammered, looking down to hide the blush creeping up from her neck. She heard Hanta say something, but the nervous buzzing in her ear prevented her from hearing it. It was then that Vlad King and Eraserhead announced that their survival training was about to begin, so she tried to listen to the pertinent information despite the blood pumping in her ears. Hanta continued to stand right next to her, which didnât help her poor, pounding heart.Â
They would be hiking the trail, which meandered through the mountains to total up to four days of living in the wilderness. The teachers would supervise them from the shadows, so it was up to the students to work together to build camps, procure food and firewood, and deal with any obstacles that arose. The teachers didnât exactly say, but Setsuna surmised that there were planned hiccups they would encounter and have to overcome. The teachers gave them leave to begin hiking the trail once they finished their briefing, so Setsuna wrapped her hands around the straps of her backpack and began walking towards the gap in the trees.Â
âHey, Setsuna! Would you like to walk with us?â Hanta offered, trotting up with Denki. Setsuna felt her cheeks betray her despite her effort not to blush. âThis is all about working together, so we thought it would be a good idea to hang out with someone from Class 1-B, yanno? And youâre a cool girl.â It was an innocuous compliment, but it still set Setsunaâs heart pounding against her ribcage. She didnât recall it, but apparently she must have agreed because Hanta chirped âAwesome!â and she found herself walking up the needle-strewn trail between the two boys.Â
âSo, Setsuna, have you ever been hiking before?â Hanta asked her. Trying to control the pink heat trying to flood her cheeks, she swallowed thickly before shaking her head.Â
âHave you?âÂ
âI went when I was little,â he explained, âbut I didnât enjoy it very much. I ate myself sick on hot dogs so I spent the whole day in the tent with a stomach ache!â Setsuna laughed, mostly because Hantaâs giggles were infectiousâ but she could also imagine him scarfing down a pack or two of hot dogs and ending up sick because of it. She was surprised he was talking to her rather than Denki, but she looked to her right to find that the boy had trotted up to talk animatedly to Kyoka. She was alone with Hanta, she realized with both elation and horror.Â
She tried to focus on the atmosphere of the woods rather than her crush walking beside her. It was early in the morning, about eight or nine, so the air was still pleasantly cool. However, it was muggier under the canopy of pine needles, moisture clinging to the oxygen-rich air. The smell of detritus, loamy air, and pine spice clung in the air. Amidst the pine needles and pine cones crunching underneath their tennis shoes, birdsong echoed through the forest, bouncing off the trunks in high-pitched harmonies. Despite her arm tingling every time Hantaâs arm brushed against hers, the tranquility of the pine woods did calm her considerably.Â
That calmness didnât last very long, unfortunately, as it was shattered by a blood-curdling scream.Â
They all snapped their heads to the front of the trail where the scream had come from. The invisible girl from Class 1-A scrambled down a slight incline, pack bouncing on her back and nearly hyperventilating with fear. She collided with the one Setsuna remembered as Ochako; the brunette grabbed her with an alarmed gasp, but the invisible girl was blubbering nonsense. It didnât take them long to discover what had frightened her so.Â
A large Asiatic black bear lumbered to the top of the incline, grunting and snapping its powerful jaws.Â
They all froze, holding their collective breath. Asiatic black bears were nocturnal, so it was strange to see one wandering about at this hour; plus, they were not normally aggressive. It was early spring, so it could be that there were cubs around that they could not see, and theyâd angered the mother bear this way. Because there were so many of them, the bear was probably even more on edge. It paced at the top of the incline, letting out guttural growls while it stamped the pine needles under its large, clawed paws.Â
Hanta edged in front of Setsuna, holding an arm protectively in front of her. She felt her heart thump at the gesture, despite the dangerous circumstances. He looked so ferally handsome, tooâ his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed, his normally friendly visage taking on a ferocity that had her blood singing.Â
They released a collective gasp when the bear reared up on its hind paws and released a threatening roar. Without warning, it then slammed down on again to charge down the path. Tetsutetsu and Eijirou surged forward, hardening their skins with their Quirks, to slam into the furious bear on either side and stop its massive bulk in its tracks.Â
âGet out of here!â Tetsutetsu growled while he dug his muscular arms into the bearâs furry mass, trying to keep the several-hundred-pound animal away from the group. Sparks danced over his metallic skin when the bear swiped at him with wicked-sharp claws. The students wasted no time in following his lead, scattering off the path to put distance between themselves and the large animal. As Setsuna prepared to run, she heard the two boys exclaim in shock and looked back to the path.Â
The bear had broken free and was charging straight at her.Â
Her legs locked, knees shaking despite her best attempt to get them to move. She could only stare as the world seemed to slow. She could see the spittle dripping from the bearâs jaws as it split its maw into an angry yowl, the pine needles snapping underneath its powerful paws, its muscles rippling beneath its thick black fur. Blood roared in her ears and adrenaline pumped through her veins, but even as she screamed at herself to move, she just couldnât.Â
Hanta grabbed her roughly by the arm and spun her around, finally unlocking her muscles. They lost their balance as they spun on the detritus and stumbled into the undergrowth. The thick tangle of brambles and bushes had concealed a large slope, so they could only cry out as they tumbled over the precipice. They rolled head-over-heels down the slippery, needle-strewn inclineâ down, down, down hundreds of feet until they barreled over a bank and went crashing into the surging river hugging the bottom of the mountain.Â
Setsunaâs scream was swallowed by the bubbling water. She slapped at the water, fighting her way to the surface. When she broke the top of the water, she sucked in greedy gulps of air and tossed her sodden green-black hair from her face before looking around wildly.Â
âHanta?!â All she could see was the frothing white rapids and the jagged rocks poking out of the swirling currents. The water pushed her further down the river even as she fought to stay in place, tossing her around like a rag doll. The water soaked into her pack, making it seem like the weight of the world on her back. She had to find a rock to crawl onto or abandon the pack, lest it drag her under.Â
Finally, though, it seemed she had some luck; when she glanced behind her, she saw a large, flat-topped rock rapidly approaching behind her. Setsuna braced herself for the impact, but it didnât stop all the air surging out of her lungs when she crashed into the stone. The water splashed up into her face, making her sputter while she tried to clamber up the slick stone. Somehow, she managed to climb up the rock, dragging her heavy, sodden pack with her. She slipped out of it, leaving it to leak water all over the stone, but she couldnât rest yet. She crawled to the edge of the rock, panting heavily, and screamed out over the river again, âHanta!âÂ
She nearly fainted with relief when she heard his voice echoing above the crashing water.Â
âSetsuna?!âÂ
She searched the frothing white river rapids until she spotted him several yards away, clinging to a small rock. When he noticed her, he pushed away from it to half-swim, half-flounder to her considerably larger perch. Heâd lost his own pack in the chaos, so Setsuna grabbed him by the back of his soaked tee-shirt to help haul him up. He collapsed on his back beside her, shirt slicked to his chest which rose and fell with ragged breaths.Â
âThanks,â he grunted between pants. âMan⌠Some hike, huh?â he then said with a sleepy smile. Setsuna had to laugh at his attempt to be humorous despite their dismal situation. They were trapped in the middle of a white-water river, down one pack of supplies and soaked to the bone. It was certainly a way to start survival training.Â
Setsuna pulled her dripping bangs away from her face as she squinted out at the frothing water. They certainly didnât have the strength right then to attempt to swim, so for the time being, theyâd be stuck on this rock unless some of their comrades happened upon them. That meant they would be exposed to the elements. The rock was too hard to attempt to pitch their tent to shield them from the sun, which was growing in intensity with each passing moment. Setsuna crawled over to her pack to rifle through the drenched pockets, pulling out a bottle of sunscreen.Â
âWe should set our clothes out to dry,â Setsuna said when Hanta eased himself up into a sitting position. âWe wouldnât want to catch a coldâŚâ Her voice was small, and she hid her face by looking down at her pack to hide the blush creeping onto her cheeks. Even with their situation, it was embarrassing, thinking about getting down to her underwear with Hanta. Worse, the boy seemed to have no qualms about it, because she could hear him wiggling out of his wet clothes behind her. He set his tee-shirt and cargo pants down on a sunny part of the rock with a wet slap, and then shifted behind her.Â
âI, um⌠I wonât look, if youâre embarrassed,â he said quietly. Setsuna smiled at his consideration for her feelings. We really donât have the luxury of being embarrassed right now, she decided as she reached around to begin pulling her shirt over her head.Â
âNo, um, itâs okay⌠I know youâre not, um⌠you knowâŚâÂ
âA pervert?â Hanta laughed, making her snort in laughter, too. It was amazing, how his light-hearted demeanor was making this scary situation seem so mundane. She stripped down to her undergarments and draped her clothes next to Hantaâs, then turned around on her knees while opening the bottle of sunscreen. She felt him staring at her, which made her hand shake while she held the squeeze bottle.Â
âWe may be out here in the sun for quite a while,â she said, squirting a healthy amount of the thick, white cream into her palm before handing it to Hanta. She coated all her exposed skin with the sunscreen until reaching around to try and paw at her back. She blushed when Hanta shuffled forward, nodding meaningfully with his hand smeared in sunscreen, and then turned to present her back to him. Hantaâs touch was gentle as he coated her back in the cream, and she tried not to squirm as sparks ignited under her skin with each brush of his hand over her back. She did the same for him, and then they sat side-by-side on the rock with the water rushing around them.Â
Setsuna hugged her knees and rested her chin on top of them while she stared out at the raging water.Â
âHanta⌠Thank you. You saved me.â She didnât look at him, but she could see out of the corners of her eyes that he looked at her in surprise. Shame colored her cheeks now, and she let her sodden hair slip down over her eyes as she quietly continued, âI donât know what came over me⌠What kind of aspiring hero freezes up like that? Iâm an embarrassmentâŚâÂ
âHey, now,â Hanta interjected. He scooted closer to her, leg brushing against hers. She felt him experimentally slip his arm around her waist, and when she didnât pull away (why would she?), he tightened his grip to hug her against his side. âSetsuna, youâre not an embarrassment. Itâs one thing to face villains. Itâs another thing to face a huge black bear! Sometimes you canât help how you respond to a situation.âÂ
She peered out of her hair to see him smiling kindly at her. Her cheeks grew hotter when he gently pushed her hair away from her face, leaving her quivering eyes bare for him to behold. âThe best thing about heroes is that they always have someone watching their back when times get tough.âÂ
Setsuna sniffed, gratitude flooding through her body. She melted against him; he was so warm, so comforting, that it made the chill of the water slowly dwindle away. Hanta encouragingly rubbed the small of her back with his hand as she whimpered a gentle âthank youâ and then rested the side of his head against hers. The water splashed at their toes, little bubbles of white froth flung up by the swirling, sloshing rapids. She played with her own fingers as she sat there next to him, enjoying the sun warming her back and Hantaâs body heat blooming against her side.Â
âYou know⌠I was scared before the trip, too.âÂ
âYeah?âÂ
âI couldnât help thinking about what happened last summer,â she admitted quietly. âI know things are different now, but⌠I still have nightmares about it, sometimes.â Hanta was silent for a moment, and that made her mind race. Was he going to make fun of her? Call her silly?
âI do, too,â he said in a faraway sigh, and she looked at him in surprise. His eyebrows were pinched together as he gazed out at the river. âI have nightmares about a lot of things. Iâm sure all heroes do,â he smiled wanly and looked back at her. âThey see a lot of scary things, after all.âÂ
âHow do you think they deal with them?âÂ
Hantaâs smile widened, and there was a twinkle that appeared in his eyes that made her heart thump. He stuck out the tip of his tongue to wet his lips, then dropped his gaze to hers. She couldnât even process what was happening as he shuffled a little closer to her, bringing his eyes back up to bore into hers. They were like shining onyxes, obsidian from the depths of a volcano, burning so hot she felt like she would ignite right there. She could feel the heat searing under her skin as he slowly slid his hand up her back, traveling the length of her spine until he came to the back of her neck. Her eyes fluttered closed of their own accord when he leaned in.Â
She felt fireworks exploding within her when his lips brushed over hers. They were softer than she would have imagined, and did she smell orange chapstick? He smoothed his mouth over hers like it belonged there, and to Setsuna, it sure felt like it did. She pawed at his thigh, desperate to ground herself in some way lest she float away from the light, bubbly happiness welling up inside of her. He kissed her once, twice, three times before pulling away with an impish grin.Â
âBy thinking about the people they love,â he answered in a husky whisper. Setsunaâs eyes flooded with tears, though she wasnât quite sure why. Hanta didnât begrudge her for that, only swiped them away with the pad of his thumb with a small chuckle.Â
âThatâs a hell of a way to ask a girl out,â she managed after a few seconds, once her throat had stopped clenching. Hanta laughed at that, slinging his arm loosely around her shoulders to continue holding her close.Â
âBut it worked, didnât it?â he sneered while nosing into her half-dried hair. Setsuna just hummed in response, then picked up his hand to begin winding her fingers around his. They both looked to the bank when they heard crashing through the undergrowth and their peers calling their namesâ but they didnât respond right away. They made a silent agreement to just sit there together for a few more seconds, enjoying one anotherâs presence and touch. That was the best way to chase away the nightmares, after all, and sooner or later the watchful night would close in on them both⌠But now, Setsuna had a sun to shine down on her at all times, she thought as that beautiful grin illuminated Hantaâs face. She pressed a light kiss to the corner of his mouth, as if she could absorb that brilliant light for herself. Because there were many scary things in the world, and they needed love to keep them at bay.
Enjoy this oneshot? Feel free to peruse my Table of Contents!
Hello! This will be quite a masterlist to understand the main world around the â(In)feliciter, sentio me a te fascinatum esse praesertimâ series on AO3. Here I will put all charactersâ houses/roles and some other points I need to make clear. Their status as Muggle-born, half-blood and pureblood is actually not so relevant (except for some characters), but I still wanted to add it. Just a little note: in every installment I will repeat these details if they are important in that story â like, what is UA in the first installment, or Todorokiâs Hogwarts house in the second et cetera â but surely having them all listed in one place might be more comfortable for all readers.
As said in the first installment, the students in class 1-A and 1-B in the BNHA universe are all part of this âpre-Aurorsâ program (UA, aka âUnion of pre-Aurors), which was born due to the Minister of Magicâs (Yeah, Wash, just for pure meme power) and the Head of the Auror Officeâs (Endeavour, after All Mightâs retirement) request. The League of Villains here is kind of a new group of Death Eaters that still quite worships the previous evil mages even after literal centuries from their departure. I donât know if Iâll ever make a more âaction-centeredâ installment, since I am really bad at writing âheavierâ stuff, but this would be the enemy the students would face.
Again, as I mentioned in the first part, everyone must choose a nickname due to this rise of this organization to cover as much as possible their identities. So I will use the hero names the characters chose in the manga. Though even just some teachers (like Ectoplasm) preferred, for personal reasons, to mention only a nickname to the students too. In this case, just Nezu (Hogwartsâs headmaster) is aware of their real name. This was mostly needed due to some Heroes in BNHA who still donât have a real name reveal. Regarding names, yes, the students will mostly use the surnames to call each other, and change only when they are really close to that one person, just like in canon. Considering the others use Harryâs surname too in the books, I thought that even here it could work. Also, maintaining that beautiful use of the first name in Japanese makes everything more special.
The course begins in the fifth year and ends in the seventh, it lasts two hours per session and there are four lessons each week. Due to its practicality and privacy, the Room of Requirement is the place where the course is attended, and only âAurors in trainingâ, Vlad, Aizawa and Joke know what they have to think about to make the class appear. The classroom is divided in two big parts, one for more âtheoreticalâ studies and the other for dueling/sparring. Yeah, because I still canât think that Aurors donât get basic physical training in the books â okay that there is magic, but if you donât have the wand for whatever reason, sometimes even a good punch can do wonders. No, this is not an excuse to create some sparring tension. Another note: the classroom (A and B) still remains, because, well, teaching forty students at once might be a tough challenge. Though, sometimes the two classes do lessons together anyway, especially dueling ones.
All the adults that in BNHA were pro heroes are now or teachers or Aurors. This doesnât apply only to UA professors who are both (for the UA obviously the Ministry choose Aurors still in duty to teach the students). Camie, Inasa and Shishikura will appear later on. Camie is a Beauxbatons student, while the others study at Durmstrang. In my fic these two schools are now even more âaffiliatedâ with the other, since the two headmasters are married. Camie is still a year older than the others, but due to some of her âproblemsâ that will be explained in one of my fanfics in this series, she began going to school a year later than normal.
Regarding students with particular physical features (Ojirouâs tail, Hagakureâs invisibility, et cetera) they obviously disappear here, at least mostly. Hagakure for example loves Invisibility Cloaks and wears them frequently to prank others a little bit. Ojirou is an Animagus â so, well, his tail appears when he transforms â and Mina keeps his pink hair color due to her Metamorphmagus status. Though, these and other charactersâ details (such as the reasons for their Auror name) will be included in the appropriate installments.
Now, hereâs the whole list!
Gryffindor
Toshinori Yagi (All Might) â ex Head of the Auror Office, now Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and Head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts. An inspiration for both Midoriya and Bakugou. Muggle-born.
Moe Kamiji (Burnin) â Charms professor at Hogwarts. Half-blood.
Tsunagu Hakamata (Beast Jeanist) â Study of Ancient Runes professor at Hogwarts. Pureblood.
Air Jet â Flying Professor at Hogwarts. Muggle-born.
Crimson Riot â retired and legendary Auror, Kirishima admires him a lot (like in canon). Pureblood.
Keigo Takami (Hawks) â Auror, number one fan of Endeavour, becomes his âright handâ after Endeavour obtains the Head of the Aurorâs office title. Muggle-born.
Shinji Nishiya (Kamui Woods) â Herbology professor at Hogwarts, has a bantering relationship with Yu, while their mutual Auror friend, Edgeshot, is always the poor third wheel. Half-blood.
Izuku Midoriya (Deku) â Seeker in the Quidditch team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood, comes from a poor family.
Mina Ashido (Alien Queen Pinky) â Beater in the Quidditch team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Eijirou Kirishima (Red Riot) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Asui Tsuyu (Froppy) â Prefect, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Denki Kaminari (Chargebolt) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood, but doesnât care about it and neither of his family members do. In fact, he loves Mugglesâ technology.
Setsuna Tokage (Lizardy) â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Yosetsu Awase (Welder) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Mirio Togata (Lemillion) â Keeper in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 3-B. Pureblood.
Tamaki Amajiki (Suneater) â Prefect, UA student in class 3-A. Half-blood.
 Hufflepuff
 Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) â Cure of Magical Creatures professor at Hogwarts, Head of Hufflepuff House. Half-blood.
Higari Maijima (Power Loader) â Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts. Muggle-born.
Sekijiro Kan (Vlad) â Auror and UA professor at Hogwarts (Class 1-B). Pureblood.
Emi Fukukado (Ms. Joke) â Auror and UA professor at Hogwarts (Class 2-A). Muggle-born.
Ochako Uraraka (Uravity) â Seeker in the Quidditch Team, Prefect, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Yuga Aoyama (Canât stop twinkling) â UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Hanta Sero (Cellophane) â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Mashirao Ojirou (Tailman) â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Tooru Hagakure (Invisible Girl) â UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Mezo Shoji (Tentacole) â Keeper in the Quiddicth Team, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Koji Koda (Anima) â UA student in class 1-A. Muggle-born.
Rikido Satou (Sugarman) â UA student in class 1-A. Muggle-born.
Tetsux4 Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu (Real Steel) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Pony Tsunotori â UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Kinoko Komori (Shemage) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Sen Kaibara (Spiral) â UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Nirengeki Shoda (Mines) â Prefect, UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Manga Fukidashi (Comicman) â UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Kojiro Bondo (Plamo) â UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Nejire Hadou (Nejire Chan damn creativity for this one) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 3-A. Pureblood.
Tatami Nakagame (Turtle Neck) â UA student in class 2-A. Half-blood.
 Ravenclaw
 Ken Ishiyama (Cementoss) â Transfiguration Professor and Deputy Headmaster at Hogwarts. Half-blood.
Nemuri Kayama (Midnight) â Potions professor at Hogwarts, Head of Ravenclaw House. Half-blood.
Thirteen â Divination professor at Hogwarts. Half-blood.
Nezu â Hogwarts Headmaster. Pureblood.
Shinya Kamihara (Edgeshot) â Auror. Half-blood.
Kugo Sakamata (Gang Orca) â Auror. Half-blood.
Tenya Iida (Ingenium) â Prefect, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Kyoka Jirou (Earphone Jack) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood. Her father is a Muggle who made her love music.
Shoto Todoroki (Shoto) â Seeker in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Momo Yaoyorozu (Creati) â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Ibara Shiozaki (Vine I had to restrain myself because I wanted to put a vine reference here) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Itsuka Kendou (Battle Fist) â Keeper in the Quidditch Team, Prefect, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Jurota Shishida (Gevaudan) â UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Juzo Honenuki (Mudman) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Hiryu Rin (Dragon Shroud) â UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Reiko Yanagi (Emily) â UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Yuyu Haya â UA student in class 3-A. Muggle-born.
Mei Hatsume â Power Loaderâs discovery and prodigy, she studies at Hogwarts but she still loves working with Muggle devices, and wants the Magic world to know more about them and use those to make wizards rely less on magic. Half-blood.
Slytherin
Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) â Auror and UA professor at Hogwarts (Class 1-A), Hizashiâs best friend, has a quirky relationship with Emi. Half-blood.
Ectoplasm â Arithmancy professor at Hogwarts, Head of Slytherin House. Half-blood.
Yu Takeyama (Mount Lady) â Astronomy professor at Hogwarts. Half-blood.
Enji Todoroki (Endeavour) â Head of the Auror Office, he has a complicated relationship with his son, Shoto, like in canon. Pureblood.
Fumikage Tokoyami (Tsukuyomi) â Keeper of the Quidditch Team, Prefect, UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Katsuki Bakugou (Redacted) â Seeker of the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-A. Pureblood.
Minoru Mineta (Grape Juice) â UA student in class 1-A. Half-blood.
Hitoshi Shinsou â UA student in class 2-B (I decided to make him a year older so there wouldnât be a problem with the studentsâ number, though this is something that might change in the future). Half-blood.
Shihai Kuroiro (Vantablack) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Togaru Kamakiri (Jack Mantis) â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Pureblood.
Neito Monoma (Phantom Thief) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Pureblood.
Yui Kodai (Rule) â Catcher in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 1-B. Half-blood.
Kosei Tsuburaba â UA student in class 1-B. Muggle-born.
Yo Shindou â Beater in the Quidditch Team, UA student in class 2-A. Half-blood.