Our Lucky Chance

It's absolutely devastating for a guy like Namjoon to think about other things beside school or classes, or studies. Moreover, about feelings.

He has that uptight aura of a geek whose nose always buried in books when he actually isn't. He's just reserved and saving energy not to socialize with people who'll exhaust him more, because he always need his alone time. That somehow made him to always find a way to make things easier to do and easier to understand. And this mostly applied to academic matters.

But not for this kind of matter. Relationships, being honest with his feelings, all that jazz. He has seen many from his gang of lousy friends, but teenager Namjoon lacks experience. Especially since he just realized whom he wanted to ask to the Yule Ball. Whom he wanted to spend the so-called festive night comfortably. Which was you, his very recent study-slash-library friend.

"Oh shoot, is it October already?" you whispered as the sudden realization hit you. You both were in the library, on the same spot every week. "Slughorn said the essay should be done by the first week of October and I've been practically avoiding nothing but that.."

Namjoon smiled as he too answered your exasperation in whispers, "Well, technically it's still september 31st, so you still have approximately 7 days until the end of the first week."

"Yes but even years wouldn't be enough for Potion." You surrendered and finally closed your Muggle Studies—your newest favorite subject because you just found a perfect way to learn it, once a week meeting with Namjoon and interrogating him who has a muggle dad about the real muggle world, in a different perspective. You're a hufflepuff with pure blood lines (not that you care), but your parents went to different houses. Your mother was gryffindor and your father was ravenclaw. They said one family tends to be on the same houses but the theory doesn't work for your family. But in a way you got a different perspective about each houses and maybe that is why you are rarely judgemental, you are used to think that houses don't divine the people. You don't quickly judge a person based on their houses. You have many friends from several houses you met on several very different occasions. You met Gryffindor Jungkook in an addition class of Magical Creatures, you met Slytherin Jimin near the Forbidden Forest to catch Almond, his escaping calico cat. And apparently, they belonged to the same group of friends. A lousy gang, actually. One thing leads to another, it made you meet Namjoon, the street smart Ravenclaw. Slughorn's all favorite boy.

"I am very lucky to have you here to escalate things up." you laughed when you finally clear up the table and pack up, "when did you finish yours?"

"Yesterday." He answered as he squeezed a bunch of new book he's borrowing from the library to his black book bag, the one he always carried whenever he went to the library.

"Wait," you suddenly remembered something. Even only once a week meeting with Namjoon, you already know his clumsiness, "Didn't you say something about meeting Seokjin before dinner? It's like, five minutes to dinner now, Joon!"

"Crap!"

And he fled, leaving his book bag he just packed. A very Namjoon thing to do.

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"Jin! My kindest friend, the most capable, the—"

"Stop your shit Joon, I don't want to talk to you." Jin walked past him in the corridor without even looking at Namjoon. He was supposed to meet Jin for his experiment about transforming Pixy Egg to a-popping-firework-egg for Easter or something, basically to make it more festive and he completely forgot that.

"But i have found the book about Pixies!" he searched for the book but he realized he's only holding his wand and nothing else, "..where's my bag?"