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    On returning to Hogwarts for their Eighth Year, Headmistress McGonagall decided to room Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter together. She may have hoped for a leading example of house unity; the other students fully expected insults and fights. But nothing happened.

    That was, until Harry sleepwalked into Draco’s bed.

     
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    22 Jan 2020

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    Jeon Jeongguk, Yoongi notices, is very, very pretty.

    His hands are warm, in Yoongi’s. The priest officiating them is talking, asking Jeongguk a question in a low voice, the crowd around them straining to hear.

    “I do,” and Jeongguk’s voice is so soft, a harmony made of only two words.

    Yoongi feels a little stunned, after hearing it. He barely registers being asked the same question, numbly lets the answer leave his mouth without much fanfare at all.

    “I do,” he murmurs, feels Jeongguk squeeze his hands, palms unbearably warm in this city made of ice.

    Their first kiss is chaste; Jeongguk’s lips are soft though and Yoongi leans into it, lets his hand slip unconsciously around Jeongguk’s waist, the curve of it fitting his palm perfectly.

    Faintly, Yoongi registers that Jeongguk tastes like the moon.

    And just like that, they’re married.

    (alternatively: Yoongi is a fire bender and Jeongguk is a water bender. They get married.)

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    05 Jan 2020

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    “Hyung, how are you going to get Kim Seokjin to tutor me?” Taehyung cries, bewildered. Last year, he remembers distinctly, Seokjin charmed his hair blond and made the front page of the school newspaper when someone got a shot of him on his broom, hair windswept as he slammed a Bludger across the field. There were also three separate instances of girls trying to spike his pumpkin juice before breakfast on Valentine’s with Amortentia. He’s also rumored to have brewed a batch Felix Felicis successfully during his sixth year, instantly becoming the golden child of the Potions department. The odds were not good.

    Or: Kim Taehyung has many talents. Potions is not one of them.

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    29 Dec 2019

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    Park Jimin is a renown cardiothoracic surgeon—a genius, a medical prodigy, the best surgeon at the hospital. He’s kind, friendly, handsome, and patient. He’s also the son of the hospital’s Chairman. But nobody needs to know that since he’s worked for and earned everything he’s accomplished on his own without the help of nepotism.

    Everyone loves him. Everyone but Jeon Jungkook, the hot new military trauma surgeon straight out of the army. The decorated veteran is brilliant and quick witted, but has a hot temper and absolutely zero tolerance for bullshit.

    When Park Jimin makes a bad first impression on him, things get extremely salty between the two very different personalities.

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    23 Dec 2019

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    the boy blinks at him. his hair glimmers under the lights, lavender, lilac, violet, and his sleeves fall past his wrists, swallowing his hands, fingertips peeking past folds of soft cloth. “I - thank you.” it’s a quiet voice, pleasant.

    taehyung feels a rush of warmth in his belly, curling, syrupy sweet and wanting. “Of course.” he tilts his head to the side, hair parting over his forehead, a hand held out carefully.

    “I’m taehyung. and you are?”

    the boy blinks again. he seems to do that a lot, taehyung notes. odd.

    odd, odd, odd.

    “grateful.” the boy grins, and it’s full of honey, sweet and sure and sugary. “but you can call me namjoon.”

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    11 Dec 2019