So here is the Hogwarts AU. For now Ruby isn't in it because she isn't old enough to be at Hogwarts yet, but she will make an appearance. Anyways, this was fun to write and I'm going to keep adding one shots, so its not an actual story, but just some fun stuff. Also, I do have the triwizard tournament planned when they are all of age so that will be fun. Also, since it's just one shots, I will be open to requests and changing the time around. Like, I could have a first year one shot, followed by a sixth, followed by a second. It's just for funsies really. Thanks for reading and drop it a follow if you liked it and a favorite if you really liked it!
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Court
When Jaune Arc was born to his parents Jonah and Alice, he immediately became the heir to the Arc line, despite being the youngest of eight siblings. Eight girls to be exact. So that's why he was the heir, because of some outdated rule, the Ministry of Magic still required there to be a male heir to the main pureblood lines. Except the Schnee's, but they had an exception since Lady Schnee, Bloche, died in childbirth with their youngest, Weiss. It had taken Lord Schnee several years to appeal to the Wizengamot to allow one of his daughters to become the heir due to his lack of siblings and his old age.
Like his sisters, Jaune got his Hogwarts acceptance letter on his eleventh birthday and immediately, after the common group hug from his sisters and parents, sent his best friend Pyrrha a letter asking if she had also gotten into Hogwarts. Several days later, he got a reply from her that he wished he never got. She was going to the French school, Beaubatons, due to her parents wishes to further her inherent skill in charms.
So it was with a heavy heart that Jaune boarded the Hogwarts express with his sisters; Rouge, who was the latest Head Girl in his family, Noir having been Head Girl her seventh year in the same house, Gryffindor. Violet was a sixth year Ravenclaw who had gotten straight 'O's on her owls, earning her a new broom for her seventh year, a Nimbus 2001, which would be great for her position at Keeper, due to its quick and snappy maneuverability. Ebony was the fourth year Slytherin who was the star chaser of the Slytherin team. Sienna and Sierra were the twins who were both sorted into Hufflepuff just a year before, giving the Arcs a child in every house, the first family to have so since Hogwarts was founded.
His parents and his two sisters who had already graduated, Noir and Azure, waved them off from the platform, his sisters all scattering to find their friends, except for Rouge, who took him and introduced him to her friends, a mix of the seventh years from each house, including the Head Boy, a friendly Ravenclaw by the name of Grant Alvarez. After brief introductions, Rouge took him back to the first year compartments which were all occupied. She pulled out a small potion and pushed it into his hand.
"Here's this, little brother. Go make some friends, that's what Pyrrha would have wanted you to do." She turned to go before she patted her coat pocket and pulled out a small sack of coins. "Here's for lunch." She set off back to her friends, smiling even brighter when Jaune smiled himself and waved at her.
Now that he was alone, Jaune panicked briefly before being pulled into a compartment by the last person he expected, a girl. More specifically, a certain blonde who looked rather familiar.
"Jaune!" It was Yang Xaio Long, in all of her pigtailed glory. She was the daughter of Taiyang Xaio Long and his mistress, which caused an uproar in the pureblood community when the Juggernaut was born an illegitimate child during his engagement to Summer Rose. The only thing worse was when it was revealed that the mother was a muggle. The only thing that kept Taiyang sane in this was Summer, who, despite her fiance fathering, in truth, a bastard, stayed by his side since he had 'made her' before they were dating. But, more importantly, to Jaune at least, was that she was his friend. She was a bit closer to Pyrrha, but it was reassuring to see a friend on the train.
"Hey, how're you holding up there, Vomit Boy?" She had a comforting hand on his shoulder, which Jaune appreciated. He awkwardly bounced a couple of times before looking down at his shoes.
"I dunno… It feels different, I guess." He shrugged again. Yang gave a small smile, absentmindedly tugged on her pigtail. Suddenly she hugged him. Jaune froze a bit. Pyrrha had hugged him but this was the first time Yang did anything more than give him a high five or a slap in the back.
"Well, you've got me and I'm sure you'll make some friends quick. Speaking of…" Yang motioned to the girls sitting behind her, "This is Weiss and Blake." Jaune already knew Weiss, he had had family dinners with her family and they tended to sit next to each other mainly because of their closeness in age, but she was better friends with the twins who were a year older than him. The girl looked up from her textbook at the mention of her name. Jaune gave her a small smile which she returned with a friendly, "Nice to see you again.", to which Jaune replied with a proper, "And you as well.". With another small smile, she went back to her textbook and Jaune shifted his attention to the other girl who was peering at him over her book. Jaune gave an awkward hello to the girl who just blinked in response. Yang leaned over and whispered something in his ear.
"Don't mind her, she's muggleborn, so she's bit overwhelmed by this whole thing." She gestured around when she said 'thing', earning a quick chuckle from Jaune. Yang plopped down on the seat across from the two and gestured Jaune to make himself at home which he did with a quick smile. Things were looking up already.
"What house do you think you'll be in, Yang?" The blonde smirked and leaned back with her hands behind her head with a certain cocky air that only she could produce. She chuckled.
"What kind of question is that, Jaune? Only Gryffindor for me!" She mimicked holding up a sword like a knight and stabbing the ceiling with enthusiasm, earning a scoff from Weiss who was balefully looking at her.
"Tch. Typical Gryffindor." Yang turned and glared at the girl.
"Well then, what house are you going to be in, Princess?" Weiss snapped her book closed, causing Blake to jump and look around startled.
"If you must know, Father was a Ravenclaw and my mother was a Slytherin." The door slid open, revealing a certain blood purist by the name of Cardin Winchester, flanked by a few of his cronies.
"Well, well, well, if it's not Jauney-boy Arc and his favorite bastard." He sent a cocky smirk at them before noticing Weiss glaring at him, which he tried to cover up by letting out an uneasy laugh and ruffling Jaune's hair. Yang just pulled out her wand, pointing it at the intruder.
"Get out, Winchester. We don't want to listen to your rabble." He ignored her and addressed Weiss.
"I've got a compartment with the others, why don't you come over? Rid yourself of these bloodtraitors and bastards." She looked back to her book.
"If you think I'm going anywhere with you, Winchester, you're sorely mistaken." Cardin scowled at them.
"I'm not sure that your father would like your decision." Weiss calmly closed the textbook again, set it carefully on the floor, and stood up. Quick as a whip, she pulled her wand out, jabbing it directly under his boy's chin, making him stare down at it, cross-eyed.
"Get. Out." The boy looked at Jaune.
"What about you, Arc? You coming?" Jaune jumped and looked behind himself before he realized that Cardin was talking to him. He laughed awkwardly, and shook his head.
"I'll stay here with my friends." Cardin shrugged and left, taking his posse with him. The three let out a collective breath that they hadn't noticed they were holding and slumped back onto their seats, when the silence was broken by a curious voice.
"Who was that? He wasn't very nice." Jaune looked up in surprise, he hadn't heard the quiet girl speak before, but Yang just grinned widely at her, seemingly ignoring the previous altercation.
"That, my dear Blake, was the reason that most people hate Slytherin. Cardin Winchester, blood supremacist and all around jerk." Weiss scoffed.
"Jerk is being nice." Jaune nodded, he had heard about the various Winchesters from his sisters who all hated or disliked the sibling that was in their year. The Winchester-Arc feud started when Jaune's dad, Jonah, won the affections of his future wife, Alice, and freed her from the marriage contract that her parents were in discussions about with Cardin's dad's parents. It was a bit of a scandal, but the Winchesters got the worst of it when Cardin's dad challenged Jonah Arc to a duel and proceeded to lose spectacularly. According to Noir, Violet and Ebony, they all got prepositioned but the Winchester in their year on the first train ride.
"Don't the Arcs have lots of history with the Winchesters?" Weiss looked over at him, questions in her eyes. Jaune chuckled and explained the situation to the girls, earning several giggles from his rendition of the history of the feud. Weiss shook her head.
"If the sorting hat tries to put me in Slytherin, I'd even prefer Gryffindor over being in the same house as that waste of human life." Yang jumped up and started pumping her arms in excitement, earning a laugh from Jaune and even the other two.
After the laughter had died out, Jaune noticed his family's owl outside the window, keeping pace with the train. He stood up and opened the window, allowing Rodger to fly in and settle himself in Jaune's seat, a letter tied to his leg with Pyrrha's neat writing on the envelope. Jaune eagerly took the letter, earning a nip from Rodger on his left thumb. He hissed and stuck it in his mouth as he tried to open the letter with one hand. Yang let him struggle a bit before taking the envelope and ripping it open and handing the contents to a still bleeding Jaune who gave a quick thanks and proceeded to read the letter.
Jaune,
Thank you for the kind wishes of my time here at Beauxbatons, but I will be sad to miss going to school at Hogwarts with you! It's kind of different here at Beauxbatons, without there being separate houses like there are at Hogwarts, so everyone is really friendly and there is not as much competition as what your sisters said about Hogwarts. Anyways, I made some new friends here who are my age, Neptune, Sun, Sage and Scarlet. They were all friends with each other already, apart from Sun, who is a muggleborn, but is fitting in just fine already. Have you seen Yang yet? She told me that she'd look for you on the train, which is when I hoped this letter would arrive! Let me know what house you are sorted into!
Love,
Pyrrha
He smiled as he read about Pyrrha's day, something that wasn't missed by Yang who was also curious about their mutual friend. She nudged him with a smile, the question clear in her eyes. Jaune shrugged.
"She's doin' well, she made some friends, Neptune, Sun, Sage and Scarlet, but there aren't any houses at Beauxbatons, so everyone is real friendly to each other."
"What? No houses? What about Quidditch?" At the mention of Quidditch, Weiss looked up excitedly. This earned a teasing look from Yang who knew about Weiss' interest in the sport. They had played together along with Jaune and Pyrrha when their parents had gotten together for dinner. Weiss was an amazing Seeker for her age and Yang was a rather brutal Beater, who only seemed to miss Pyrrha whose fancy flying at Chaser was far better than any of the others. Jaune was usually stuck at Keeper for these games and for his sisters and often received praise from Ebony, saying that he was nearly as good as the Slytherin Keeper, but part of him expected that she just wanted to make him happy. Yang and Weiss started talking about the British pro-league mainly focusing on their mutual favorite team, the Holyhead Harpies, when Jaune noticed Blake look up in confusion from her book across from him.
"What's Quidditch?" This halted the enthusiastic conversation from the others as they realized that they had a muggleborn in the compartment. Or that they realized that she didn't know about Quidditch which was, in both of their opinions, a travesty that must be fixed. So they tried to explain the sport to the confused girl, who was only getting more confused, before Jaune stopped them and explained himself while the others chimed in at times.
By the time they finished the explanation, the girls kicked Jaune out since they needed to get changed and he was already, so he found himself being pushed out of the compartment just before they arrived at the castle. The blinds rolled shut and Jaune suddenly found himself on the floor, having been hit with what seemed to be a giggling orange broomstick. He was immediately helped up by an oriental looking boy who apologized for Nora, who Jaune could only assume was the aforementioned broomstick. The boy introduced himself as Ren before going off in search of this Nora person/broomstick, leaving just before the compartment door slid open and the girls exited, surprising Jaune who was still looking after Ren and Nora. Blake was still reading her book, but Yang and Weiss both peered questioningly down the corridor that Jaune was looking down.
"What're you looking at?" Yang looked at Jaune. He shook his head.
"Nothing."
When Jaune walked into the great hall with the rest of the first years, he couldn't help but gape at the sheer vastness of the Great Hall. The various candles above their heads twinkled happily as they walked between the house tables, Jaune spying his sisters at all of the different tables. All of them made eye contact with him and greeted him by smiling widely at him except for Ebony who merely cocked an eyebrow and smirked at her little brother. He noticed a white haired girl next to her and stole a quick look at Weiss who also saw her Slytherin sister next to his sister. The older Schnee turned to Ebony and they giggled together as they looked back at their siblings. Jaune soon lost sight of them when the rest of the first years kept moving forward towards the ragged hat sitting on a stool. They eventually came to a stop in front of the hat, at which point the hat started singing.
Eventually the hat stopped singing about house unity and how everyone should get along, to the polite applause of the seated students. Then came the dreaded part: the Sorting. As was expected, much like his sisters, he was the first name to be called by the stern looking witch that his sisters told him was Professor Goodwitch.
"Jaune Arc. Oh there's another one of you?" He walked up to the stool and pulled the hat onto his head. Immediately, the hat started whispering in his ear.
"Ah, little Jaune Arc. You, like your sisters, are a conundrum. You all have the typical Gryffindor bravery, admirable Hufflepuff loyalty, enviable Ravenclaw wit, and expected Slytherin cunning. So, let's look a bit closer, hmm?" Jaune was looking up at the hat, barely able to see the brim just over his mop of blond hair.
"So, you are missing your best friend, looking for companionship. Hmm, not Ravenclaw or Slytherin. The birds care too much about their grades and the snake den is far too cutthroat for someone who isn't ready to spill blood himself. You and I both know that the Xaio Long bastard is going to Gryffindor. Her middle name is explosive and she hasn't even heard the words 'restraint' or 'subtle'. However, the Schnee. Hmm, you and her are surprisingly very good friends and she is about the furthest from her sister as possible." Jaune was confused.
"Why are you placing me based on my friends? Aren't I supposed to be sorted on my own?" The hat chuckled.
"Because you can be successful anywhere, but I must pick one. See the issue? Now it is finding where you will have the best time succeeding that I must do. Yes, quite perplexing. Well, then I believe that I've made my decision, little Arc. Hope you look good in red. GRYFFINDOR!"
The table of lions exploded with cheers as he walked to the open seats near Rouge who was grinning widely. She ruffled his hair in excitement, proclaiming that Violet now owned her five galleons. He turned back to the stool as a few students were sorted before Goodwitch called "Blake Belladonna!" The quiet muggleborn made her way up to the stool, taking a nervous pause before putting the hat on without sitting down. Rouge notice that Jaune paid her more attention than the others, and didn't resist the urge to tease her little brother.
"Does someone have a crush?" She whispered in his ear, causing him to flush and glance quickly at Weiss, who was clearly visible with her white hair. Rouge, of course, noticed this.
"Well, that wasn't what I was going for, but it's good to know. So the second Schnee? You-" She was cut off by the Sorting Hat shouting a pleasantly surprising decision. "Gryffindor!" Jaune stood up, clapping with enthusiasm as Blake walked over and sat next to him,offering him a small smile.
He introduced her to Rouge who welcomed the girl to Gryffindor again. He managed to hold a small conversation with her, missing Dove Bronzewing and Sky Lark being sorted into Slytherin, only looking up when Lie Ren was sorted into Gryffindor as well. He joined them as Jaune recognized him as the boy who he met on the train. Shortly after that, Weiss Schnee was also sorted into Gryffindor, much to the embarrassment of Jaune as Rouge somehow let everyone know he had a crush on the platinum blond with telling them. He could barely greet her without stuttering when she sat next to Blake. Soon after Russell Thrush was sorted into Slytherin, Nora Valkyrie was sorted into Gryffindor. Jaune, of course, recognized her as the orange blur that knocked him over on the train. Then suddenly, Yang Xiao Long was squeezing in between Jaune and Rouge. He just grinned and moved over a little for her. Then the feast appeared and they all had a good laugh at Blake's astonishment, before explaining what happened to the curious girl. When everyone was eating, Jaune looked up and smiled. He was going to have a good time the next seven years.