Renny: Hogwarts AU! This was actually originally gonna be an AU of my fic, Viva la Deviants, but I decided no.
Green: Why?
Renny: . . . The characters, mainly. While I think they might be a good bunch for it to work, I just decided it was too complicated because basically some of them are OCs and that's a bit weird. So no canon foreigners.
Green: Well at least this means the plot doesn't revolve around me being adopted or some shit.
Renny: Yep, good for you. You still need to deal with the bullshit of liking Red though. Disclaimer!
Green: Renny doesn't own pokemon or Hogwarts.
Renny: On with the show!
OOOOOO
When Green was Sorted into Hufflepuff, everyone was shocked.
Of course, they'd all expected him to want to be like his grandfather- so people thought he might have been a Slytherin for ambition. But Green wasn't ambitious and he wanted to be his own person.
Some had actually expected Gryffindor, because- again- his grandfather was a brave man and if Green was anything like him he'd have been in Gryffindor. Again, no, because while Green didn't fear standing up for himself or others, he wouldn't charge head-first into danger.
A lot of people had also expected Ravenclaw, yet again because of his grandfather. The man was intelligent, and yes, so was Green, but he didn't really believe that he was as intelligent as most people thought he was.
At the time of his Sorting, Green had been kind of lonely. All of the kids his age had avoided him simply because he was, basically, mute in comparison to the rest of the loud and rash kids.
No, he wasn't an actual mute, he was just quiet. However, the kids of Pallet (and everyone else) either said he was mute and therefore weird, or they said he thought he was too good for them (he didn't) and therefore hated him even before they'd seen him. So he'd been lonely.
And besides, with the entire hall watching him (because being the headmaster's grandson meant there were so many people watching his every move), he'd been terrified.
The Hufflepuff table had been the only one which hadn't looked expectant, judging or mocking.
So Green was Sorted into Hufflepuff, and while it did take almost half a minute for the shock to register, the only ones who clapped for him were the House he'd been Sorted into.
He still wasn't sure whether the other Houses had been silent because they were shocked or offended that he was in Hufflepuff.
Everyone in Hufflepuff was nice, making sure he didn't feel left out whenever they did anything. They treated him like one of them, which was great because he could finally be around people, around friends, and they wouldn't immediately start going on about his grandfather.
He also made some friends in the other Houses too, but hardly ever Slytherin because they seemed to want to mock and tease him at every turn.
Crystal Kotone was in his year and a Ravenclaw, and she and Green often spent their dinnertimes in the library, looking up different things. Mainly for homework, but since Crystal was a Ravenclaw it kind of meant that she'd often go way too overboard with research. Not that he minded, it was fun.
It was Crystal who first came up with the idea of becoming pokemagi.
Green hadn't honestly been that interested, knowing that they'd come up to the subject in their third year, but Crystal insisted- and soon they were both dragged into a world where wizards could become pokemon.
It was fascinating, and after two years of hard work- not to mention pointers and tips from the Transfiguration teacher, Karen- they managed to become pokemagus.
Crystal was a Growlithe. Green thought that maybe she could have been an Arcanine, but they both agreed that because they were still kids, their pokemagus forms were first-stage evolutions.
Green was, strangely enough, an Eevee. He had no idea why, but Crystal seemed to think it was because he had so much potential as a wizard and a Trainer.
He didn't agree, obviously, and privately thought that maybe his pokemagus form was an Eevee because he had no idea what he was doing half the time, and there was never a set path for him. Also, most Trainers chose what their Eevee evolved into- so it made sense, because Green never really had much choice in his life anyway.
Green never told Crystal any of these negative thoughts, because she would just drag him down to the infirmary or St Mungo's, depending on what he said to her.
In their third year, Green and Crystal chose their subjects. Since he had no idea what to do, Crystal dragged him into her dorm (because no one had been into Hufflepuff besides Hufflepuffs and Green wasn't about to break that rule too) to help him decide.
"What about Divination?" Crystal had suggested, pointing at the subject in question.
"What, because I'm a Seer?" Green dryly replied.
"Yeah, mostly." his best friend had admitted without a shred of shame.
Crystal was known for not sugarcoating anything. Also for being without sensitivity- she'd once bluntly told someone that they stunk like a Skuntank that had been dragged through shit and had then farted, and the poor guy had run off crying.
And to think, people thought it was Green who was the insensitive one.
He also chose Care of Magical Creatures, where he could finally get away from the Slytherins, because none of them liked the teacher. He was a tall, green haired man called N, which Green didn't get but whatever, so long as he was a good teacher. And he was also a pokemagus too, a Zoroark to be specific.
Or maybe he was a Zoroark pretending to be a wizard. Whatever.
So to put it bluntly (ugh, Crystal was rubbing off on him), Green wasn't anything like most people thought he was, or should be.
He wasn't ambitious, he wasn't brave, he wasn't intelligent.
He was just a normal Hufflepuff who happened to be the Seeker for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, a Seer and a pokemagus.
No one else but Crystal and her little brother really knew about the Seer thing, and only she, her little brother and the teachers knew about the pokemagus thing.
Now he was starting his fourth year, or would, as soon as he got to Hogwarts at least.
Being the grandson of the headmaster did have its perks occasionally, since it pretty much guaranteed that he'd be at the train station at least an hour or two before it took off. So now he was just waiting on Crystal.
She always turned up late, or at least late by his time. Normally around about half an hour before the train left, Crystal would turn up, but Green was stuck waiting around for her.
Mostly because he was too scared to go on the train by himself and face anyone else who came as early as he did. They were mostly Ravenclaws who weren't as friendly as Crystal, or Slytherins looking to get the best carriages and compartments.
Green always hid whenever he saw a Slytherin.
After half an hour of waiting (this time he'd managed to convince Oak that he didn't need to turn up two hours early) he finally spotted Crystal moving within the growing crowd, presumably dragging her little brother Emerald.
Emerald was actually the only Slytherin who Green wasn't immediately terrified of, and was in the year below him and Crystal. He was a kind of small person and spent half his time insulting everyone (even Crystal, so Green never took anything he said personally).
He was nice, really, but kind of not.
Green wandered through the crowd to meet them, and waved them towards a carriage he knew was empty for now. They quickly made their way into a random compartment which was definitely gonna be empty (because no one but the Hufflepuffs and his two friends would sit anywhere near him).
Emerald instantly plonked himself down on one of the seats, stretching out so Green and Crystal couldn't sit anywhere else but the other one.
They didn't mind, he did that way too much anyway.
"How's your summer been?" Crystal asked, once Green had managed to find out where he'd stashed his pokeballs.
"Mostly uneventful." Green replied, quieter than her but for him it was normal volume. Emerald was just loud.
"Don't tell me- Oaky made you go to summer camp or some shit." Emerald muttered, not even bothering to open his eyes.
"He needs to stop doing that." Crystal sighed when Green nodded. "Just because you're a Trainer as well as a wizard-"
"He wants me to be an Auror." Green interrupted. "He doesn't actually know about the Trainer thing. Grandpa thinks I'm just indecisive."
"Man, he sucks balls."
"Emerald!" Crystal snapped, glaring at her little brother. She looked back at Green. "He has a point though. Maybe you should tell Professor Oak that you wanna be a Trainer and not an Auror?"
Green shook his head.
Crystal sighed and leaned back, stroking the head of her pet Natu, Natee. She said nothing more on the subject, so Green quickly asked her what her summer had been like.
She told Green about a weird muggle thing called Disney Land, and with a few 'corrections' from Emerald, managed to explain why grown adults dressed up in costumes of cartoon characters.
"For the kids." Crystal insisted.
"Because they're paedos." Emerald corrected her.
"For. The kids!"
They would have started up another endless argument if Green hadn't interrupted them yet again.
Green honestly didn't understand why or how these Disney Land things were amusing, but Crystal had promised that he could come next time and see for himself. Emerald kept insisting to show Green some Disney movies first, otherwise he'd be even more confused.
"There's movies? Of an amusement park?" Green asked. He knew what an amusement park was, but had never been to one himself.
"No, the park is basically all of those in one place, with people dressing up as some of the more well-known characters for the kids." Crystal explained. "The movies are what the park itself is based on, like, say, Cinderella or Snow White or something."
"Or Frozen." Emerald pointed out. "That's kinda big, even though it came out last year."
"I have no idea what those are." Green freely admitted.
"Then when you come over for Christmas, we'll gladly educate you." Crystal said firmly.
They both seemed to be under the impression that, every year, Oak would allow Green to go with Crystal and Emerald for the Christmas holidays.
Despite him saying no every single year, the two refused to give up.
The conversation moved on from movies and Disney (Green still didn't understand and without the movies there to help, his friends' explanations made little sense) and somehow onto Quidditch, despite Crystal and Emerald not being on the team for their respective Houses.
It was probably so they had semi-even ground to talk about, because everyone who went to Hogwarts knew what Quidditch was. And if they didn't, they'd find out pretty damn quick.
"Got any spying planned?" Emerald asked. "I could stick around for the Slytherin training sessions, if you want. They deserve to get their asses kicked."
"Much as I'd appreciate that, Diamond would kill me. And you." Green told him.
"Hufflepuffs." Emerald huffed.
"I don't hang around for Ravenclaw sessions anyway, so I couldn't offer to spy even if I wanted to." Crystal shrugged, like Green had asked.
"I wouldn't ask you to anyway." he told her. "Dia always says we don't need to spy or cheat to win games."
"And that's why you lose half the time- not to mention you keep staring at that Red dude whenever you play Gryffindor." Emerald casually mentioned.
Green tried to hex him. Emerald deflected it with a shriek.
"Dammit, you're the most violent Hufflepuff I know!" he shouted, now huddling in the corner of the seat.
"Boys, please." Crystal sighed. She grabbed Green's wand and shoved it into his bag, and glared at Emerald until he sat down again.
"He started it." Emerald muttered.
"You provoked him." Crystal shot back. "Both of you, apologise."
Nothing happened for several seconds, and when Crystal started to get impatient, Green decided to be the bigger man (haha).
"Sorry." he said.
" . . . Fine, sorry, whatever." Emerald sighed dramatically. "Arceus, big sis, you're such a control-freak. No wonder you're a Ravenclaw."
Green could have sworn he saw a vein pop in her temple.
"You wanna say that again?" Crystal demanded.
"Crystal, please." Green mocked.
"Shut up, Hufflefluff."
He smirked slightly.
They were all surprised when the door opened, because normally they were left alone, even during the train journey.
White, a sixth year in Ravenclaw, stood in the doorway and peered at them all.
"Hey guys." she said. "Cheren thought we should go around checking everyone's here. Not sure why, anyone who's late or can't make it can just send a letter via a Flying pokemon or something."
"Cheren's a weirdo." Emerald agreed.
"Totally. No idea why he thinks he runs the school though." White sighed. "Whatever. How're you all doing?"
"Awesome." Crystal told her. "Professor Oak's trying to get Green to be an Auror again."
"Ugh, for real?" White sniffed. She looked at Green. "He's a damn good headmaster, but as a granddaddy he's a piece of shit. No offence, Hufflefluff."
"None taken, Ravenbore." Green retorted.
"Oooh that sent shivers down my spine." White giggled. "Oh well. Gotta go, prefect duties and stuff, see you bitches later."
And with that, she left.
"Didn't even close the damn door." Crystal muttered, getting up.
Before she could even touch it, someone else appeared and looked in. Green instantly recognised the Slytherin robes, even though they were nowhere near the school (the train hadn't even taken off yet), so hardly anyone would have changed yet.
Clearly this guy wanted to show off his asshole-ishness.
"I knew I heard dumbasses in here." the Slytherin said, sneering. "Hey, it's the half-blood and his mudblood friends!"
"Stick your head in a fucking volcano, Jack." Crystal snapped, slamming the door shut in his face and drawing the curtains.
She spun around, fuming.
"I hate those guys." Crystal raged, heavily sitting back down and glaring at the wall. "So full of themselves! As if being half-blood or muggle-born makes us any less of a wizard or witch!"
"Word." Emerald agreed sourly.
He'd never really agreed with his House's prejudice, mainly because they were prejudice against him as well. But Emerald often said that even if he was pureblood, he'd still have a problem with the dumb prejudices.
It was part of why Green could get along with him.
Eventually, the train started up and soon enough they were speeding towards Hogwarts.
White popped in once or twice, to 'get away from the serious bitches I have to put up with'. It was fairly obvious that she didn't particularly like the other prefects or the Head Boy, Cheren, and Head Girl, Bianca, but she did enjoy her prefect job.
Green had no clue why. Being a prefect sounded boring, and besides, he was on the Quidditch team. He couldn't be the Seeker and a prefect.
Crystal suggested that they change into their uniforms when the castle came into sight, and they quickly did so. The only good thing about the uniforms was that the teachers would let them take off the robes and/or jumpers if it was too hot, so they didn't sweat to death in the summer.
About the only good thing, really. Crystal insisted that the uniforms were nice, but then she didn't have to wear yellow stuff.
"You wanna swap with me?" Emerald offered, wrinkling his nose at the green tie he had to wear.
"It's bad enough that you're called Emerald and you're wearing green stuff." Crystal snapped, trying to pull on her trousers. "He's called Green and he'll be wearing green stuff."
"Ew." Emerald winced.
"You two are just like Ruby." Green observed.
"He somehow makes yellow work." Emerald muttered. "No clue how."
"Yeah? Well, what about Yellow?"
Crystal stared at him, horrified.
"Oh my Mew, Yellow's called Yellow and she's in Hufflepuff." she said slowly as if she'd never realised it before. "We need to start a petition to change Hufflepuff's colours."
"What would we change it to, though?" Emerald wondered, slipping on his tie. "Grey? White? The symbol's a fucking Linoone."
"Just keep it as it is, we're fine." Green said. "And if you changed it to either of those, anyone who came along called Grey would have the exact same problem we're having right now."
"Damn, you're right." Crystal muttered. "Hey, what if we changed the symbol?"
"But Helga Hufflepuff's starter and signiture pokemon was a Linoone!" Emerald cried.
"She had a Floatzel, what about that?" Green suggested, getting drawn in despite himself.
"Sunset orange is so not your colour." Crystal told him. "And that's too close to yellow."
"You know what, how about we just drop this completely, my head's about to explode." Emerald suggested. He flopped back onto his seat and lazily watched Green and Crystal sit back down as well.
"Guess so." Crystal said. "But we'll come back to this at a later date."
Green groaned.
"Don't you dare try and get out of this." Crystal told him instantly. "I don't care if you've got a broken arm or spine from Quidditch, you are helping me figure this out."
"What if I'm dead?" he asked, genuinly curious.
"Then I'll find the damn Resurrection Stone, you're not getting out of this."
Green groaned even louder.
"You guys." Emerald grinned. "You are hilarious."
oooo
Sometime later, the three of them were making their way to the Great Hall for the welcome back feast and Sorting.
"How many do you think'll end up in Ravenclaw?" Crystal fretted. "We hardly got anyone last year, and one of the boy dorms was completely empty. Are people getting dumber?"
"No, just more dickish." Green deadpanned, thinking of how many Slytherins there'd been last year.
"Great, we're gonna be overcrowded soon." Emerald groaned. "Ugh."
"I always thought Hufflepuff was the biggest House." Crystal muttered. "Turns out no, it's actually Slytherin, what the hell?"
"I think it used to be the biggest, but then the school got an increase in fuckwits." Green wisely informed them. "Especially prejudiced ones. You notice how most of the purebloods ended up in Slytherin?"
"You know what?" Emerald suddenly stopped and they both turned to look at him. He pointed at Green. "You can just See who'll go where. We don't need to speculate."
"It doesn't work like that." Crystal snapped, before Green could even think of a response. "Being a Seer doesn't mean he can just See what he wants to at whatever time he wants to."
"It mostly works if I'm asleep." Green agreed. "And unless I fall asleep right now, I doubt anything will happen."
"Imma make you fall asleep." Emerald proclaimed, drawing out his wand.
"You don't know any spells that can put him to sleep, genius." Crystal sighed.
" . . . Damn."
Green had to laugh at that.
When they got into the Great Hall, Emerald reluctantly peeled away from them to join his own House at their table, but he kept to the edge and stayed away from his peers. It kind of made Green sad, seeing him as a loner in the place where he was supposed to find friends, but at the same time it was nice to know that Green wasn't the only one singled out for Tauros-shit.
Crystal went to her own table, where no one cared if you were muggle-born, half-blood or pureblood so long as you actually kept the House reputation of being way too smart to be natural.
And Green went to his own, which didn't care about anything but being as friendly and loyal as possible.
Yellow waved him over and he sat down, giving her a small smile which she returned happily.
"Did you hear about the new Gryffindor captain?" Pearl, a sixth year and Dia's best friend (also the Chaser for their team), leaned over the table to talk.
"They have a new captain?" Yellow blinked. "But I thought Danny was the-"
"Danny was a seventh year." Green told her.
"Oooh. Right." she said, nodding. "So who is it?"
"That Red kid." Pearl told them. "Y'know. The dude Green keeps staring at."
"I do not stare at him!" Green hissed.
"You kinda do." Yellow said sheepishly.
"I'm pretty sure anyone could confirm this, if we asked." Pearl agreed, standing up on his seat.
"Wait, no-" Green began.
"HEY BLACK, WHO WAS GREEN STARING AT IN OUR MATCH LAST YEAR?" Pearl shouted to the Gryffindor table.
Black stood up as well. "IT WAS RED, WHY?"
"HE'S IN DENIAL! THANKS!"
They both sat down as if nothing had happened.
"There, see?" Pearl said smugly. "Black doesn't lie about anything."
"I hate you." Green told him.
"Love you too, Seeker-of-Red."
Green would have tried to hex him like he'd tried to hex Emerald, but then suddenly the Hall fell silent.
Everyone looked over at the staff table, so Green quickly did the same, and saw his grandfather, Professor Oak, standing up and adressing the entire Hall.
"Hello everyone, and welcome back to a new year at Hogwarts." Oak called. "And for those of you who are in first year, welcome to our humble school. I hope you all enjoy your time here. I'm sure you're all eager to eat, but first we must Sort our first years into their Houses!"
Just about half the Hall didn't care much for the food at the moment, because the Sorting was way more interesting than food.
Dia would disagree, and Green could see him sitting a little bit further down, looking at his empty plate in dismay.
It turned out that Slytherin actually got the least amount of firsties this year, because only five of them- three girls and two boys- got Sorted there. Ravenclaw got about half of them, which thrilled Crystal so much that she started shouting for joy and only stopped when she realised everyone was staring.
Gryffindor got the usual amount, and Hufflepuff took the rest because they didn't require any special talents or prejudices or dumb acts of bravery. A few of them looked kind of scared, but that was fine because the prefects would make them feel welcome- and so would the rest of the House.
Well, at least it meant there would be less assholes in the school. There was still a massive amount from the other years, but hopefully they'd see a decline in the asshole population.
Green shared his dorm room with two other guys. Maybe not as many as most would like, but then Gryffindor's sixth years (sevenths years now) had only two girls.
One was a black haired boy called X (normal names were apparently overrated) who was kind of quiet and grumpy, like how Green used to be before he'd met Crystal and become friends with her and her brother. But he was friendly enough and had a Kangaskhan which was fun to play with.
The other boy was a kind of dark auburn haired boy called Ritchie, with his Pikachu Sparky who didn't particularly enjoy being in a pokeball. He was definitely the more friendly of the three of them, but that didn't really matter since they all got along pretty well.
They were Hufflepuff, what did you expect?
Kanga murmured a greeting when the three finally came into the dorm, and Sparky instantly decided that the comfortable pillow he was using was stupid and jumped onto Ritchie's head.
"Time for bed, I guess?" Ritchie said, as X sort of just wandered over to his own bed and quite literally flopped down. " . . . How exactly is he a Hufflepuff, again?"
"No clue, but Emerald says I'm the most violent Hufflepuff he knows." Green offered, climbing into his own bed.
"Okay, so, we might actually Sort way to early." Ritchie mused.
"No, I'm pretty sure X has been grumpy since day one."
"I can hear you, you know." X grumbled, not even bothering to look up.
"Yep." Green agreed.
"Well shut the-"
"Guys, please don't start this again- I don't wanna have to stop yet another pillow war." Ritchie told them firmly. "No matter how much fun the last one was."
"We got the entire House involved, didn't we?" Green remembered, as Ritchie turned off the lights.
"I think Erika might actually kill us if we do it again." X said. "Now shut up and go to sleep before I kill you."
Maybe they did Sort too early.
The next morning, absolutely no one was surprised when they sat down and Crystal wandered over from her own table, complaining about her Housemates.
"I thought you Ravenclaws enjoyed talking nerd." Brawley said to her.
"They're on about Physics." Crystal muttered. "That happens to be the one subject I hate."
"You take Arithmancy." Green pointed out.
"That is completely different and if you say otherwise I'm cursing you."
Green did not say otherwise.
She was a regular at the Hufflepuff table, so much that the Head of Ravenclaw- Phoebe, the Charms teacher- just gave Crystal's time table to Erika when she saw her over there.
The only ones who were surprised at Crystal's appearance were the first years, who had probably been told that during meals students tended to stay with their own Houses.
Crystal had never really liked that assumption anyway. Neither had Green, for that matter.
If they made friends outside of their House, why shouldn't they sit with them?
Emerald turned up pretty soon after, sitting opposite Green and Crystal and glaring at his own table. Normally he didn't come over unless his Housemates were being insufferable.
"What'd they say this time?" Dia asked him.
"Mudblood." Emerald replied grumpily. "They called me a mudblood."
"If I had my way, that word would be banned completely." Erika said, overhearing their conversation. She handed Green and Crystal their time tables and glanced at Emerald. "Have you already got yours?"
"Yeah, I waited until Karen gave it to me before coming over." Emerald pulled out his time table and showed it to her.
"Divination?" Green said, reading off of it as Erika went down the table. "Why?"
"It sounded cool." Emerald shrugged. He leaned in to whisper. "And I kinda wanted to see if I've got any special stuff."
"I highly doubt that." Crystal informed him. "You'd have noticed by now."
"Can't hurt to try, right? If I don't have anything and I'm not good at the lesson, I'll swap to something else. I also chose Muggle Studies."
"But . . . you're muggle-born." Yellow frowned. "You'd have an unfair advantage."
"Actually, no, I get it." Crystal said. "He wants to see the wizard side of muggles, right Rald?"
"Uh-huh. Also to correct the teacher." Emerald agreed. "Cus last year, I heard some of the others talking about their homework and it was something to do with electricity and how it worked. They got it totally wrong. I'm gonna correct it."
"And probably get detention." Green added.
"Sacrifices have to be made for the greater good." Emerald said dismissively.
"If you get detention it'll look bad on me!" Crystal snapped. "You're my brother!"
" . . . I didn't think of that. I'll try and correct the teacher gently."
"You don't know the meaning of the word, though." Pearl pointed out.
"You're the one who shouted about Green's crush on one of the Gryffindor Beaters." Emerald fired back.
"Oh, yeah."
"I don't have a crush!" Green snapped at them. "He was- uh- Red was just trying to distract me!"
"It totally worked." Crystal told him. "Even if he was doing nothing, just beating back the Bludgers. Which is his job. Which you find attractive. You have a crush, don't deny it."
"I do not have a crush on Red!" Green wailed, covering up his face so they wouldn't see his blush.
"He's so adorable!" Yellow squealed.
"You know what? I think maybe we need to help him confess." Pearl announced.
Green heard a shuffle and looked up to see Pearl standing on his seat again, hands cupping his mouth. The older boy took a deep breath.
And Green launched himself across the table, into Pearl, and they both fell onto the floor.
"Most violent Hufflepuff in forever." Emerald wisely said.
"Guys, please, we've already got a rep for losing." Dia said, breaking them up. "We can't have a rep for in-fighting as well."
"Tell him to stop shouting my personal business to the entire damn school, then!" Green snapped.
"Aha, so you do like Red!" Pearl cried triumphantly.
"NO I DON'T." Green shrieked.
"Maybe you should stop." Crystal told them. "People are staring."
Green glanced over at the rest of the Hall and saw just about everyone looking at the Hufflepuff table- more specifically, at Green and his friends. Or sworn enemies, since Pearl was being a prick again.
He didn't even try hiding his blush this time, and climbed back across the table, sat down and tried to ignore the stares.
"Wow, Hufflepuffs fighting." someone whispered.
"Never thought I'd see that."
This would probably be the most juicy gossip for the next several weeks. Oh well, at least Green had managed to stop Pearl from shouting a non-existant crush to everyone in the damn Hall.
"This House has become the most interesting one ever since you joined us." Brawley grinned. "Kid, you're awesome."
"Thank you?" Green replied, not sure if he was supposed to take that as a compliment.
oooo
Breakfast ended fairly soon, thank Mew, because everyone was still occasionally turning around and whispering about the 'fight'. They probably expected Green and Pearl to pull another stunt, but after the verbal lashing they got from Erika (not to mention the detention on Thursday) neither of them were gonna try anything.
Crystal's first class was Astronomy, which she had with the Slytherins, so she headed off to one of the towers. Green headed in the opposite direction because his first lesson was History of Magic, which was with the Gryffindors.
Greeaaaat. Just who he wanted to have a lesson with.
Oh, he didn't resent the Gryffindors at all, it was just mainly because of his friends' teasing. And Red was in the same class as well.
Fuckdammit.
"If I die in the next hour, get Charmander to write a letter saying that I love my sister and she can't touch any of my things." he told his Pidgeotto, who snorted in amusement before flying off to the aviary.
Damn bird.
He eventually found his way to the classroom, because of course the crowd seperated him from his Hufflepuff classmates, and ended up stumbling into the room.
The entire room turned back to stare, and Green once again felt himself getting hot under the collar. He mumbled an apology to the teacher, Lenora, and shuffled to his seat next to X and Yellow.
"Now that we're all here, I think we should go over what we did last year." Lenora said, smiling at them.
There had been some rumours that this lesson had been the most boring, up until recently- five or six years ago, before Green's time- when Lenora had taken over.
Then it quickly became one of the most fun lessons, because Lenora had this weird spell (which she refused to teach to anyone but sixth and seventh years) which made illusions of the things she was talking about.
Crystal kept saying they were like really exciting and life-like documentaries, but Green had no clue what those were. She vowed to show him those as well.
Lenora went through a rapid revision lesson on everything they'd learned the previous year, mixing in some probably-forgotten things from first and second year as well. Not like Green could ever forget, Crystal kept dragging him down to the library to revise all of it so much that he could actually recite everything in some of the books word-for-word.
That trick had shocked Ritchie.
This one time last year, Ritchie had said that he didn't believe Green when he said he could recite Hogwarts, A History word-for-word.
Ritchie only believed him when Green got halfway through the book without looking at it once, and Ritchie had been checking the book with growing shock. He'd just shut the book, told Green to stop and had stared at him without knowing what to say.
In the end, X had poked him because, in his words, Ritchie looked like he was dead.
This time, X poked Green in the cheek and was rewarded for his efforts by a startled hand in the face.
"Ow." X deadpanned.
"You didn't look like you were paying attention." Yellow whispered to Green, while one of the Gryffindor girls glanced behind at them curiously. "Stop staring, Gryffindork."
The girl turned back around pretty quickly after that.
"And you said Emerald says you're the most violent Hufflepuff." X muttered. "He's obviously never seen Yellow in action."
"Obviously." Green snorted.
"I have a rep?" Yellow asked, leaning forward so she could see both of them. "A bad one? Oh, no, I didn't mean to."
"Chill, everyone likes you anyway." Green told her. Which was more than he could say for himself.
"X, Green, Yellow, pay attention!" Lenora called.
"Yes miss!" they replied.
The lesson went on quickly after that, which wasn't a bad thing because Lenora's revision illusions were pretty awesome. She even went over the Alakazam wars by showing them actual battles, though they were bloodless and less graphic than the Gryffindors would have liked.
Green didn't understand them. Why did they want to see bloodshed when the illusions were suuposed to help them remember the facts, not the actual illusions themselves?
Gryffindorks indeed.
He had Divination next, with Morty. Unfortunately Green was the only Hufflepuff in the class, which kind of sucked. He would have liked to discuss the weird futures his friends were gonna get and laugh about them when they didn't happen.
The rest of the class was made up of Slytherins and a couple of Gryffindors. Crystal said that the Ravenclaws didn't really think Divination was a proper subject.
She thought differently, even though she herself didn't take it, mostly because of Green's Seer abilities.
Green was thinking about his extra lessons with Morty (because of course Morty knew about his abilities, the man himself was a Seer and an empath) when someone knocked into him, sending him to the floor.
His bag kind of came open and scattered his books and stuff all over the floor. A person picked the bag up before he could even register what had happened.
"Aw, half-blood's lost his bag." someone sneered.
Green glanced up and saw Slytherins. They were surrounding him, and no one else in corridor was stopping to help.
Normally Gryffindors would, since they were brave to the point of stupidity, but there didn't appear to be any in the area. Damn. He couldn't send out Charmander because that would class as attacking another student (several) and they could easily say that whoever had knocked him over had done so by accident.
Fucking Slytherins.
"You gonna go back to your mudblood friends?" the biggest of them snickered. "Or- I know- maybe you're going to Divination. It's not even a real subject. No wonder you took it, you're too stupid to do anything else."
"I-it is a real subject!" Green snapped, hating how weak he sounded.
The Slytherins, as expected, heard the shake in his voice and laughed.
"Yeah? Morty keeps on about not needing exams for it." one of the Slytherins behind Green scoffed. "If that doesn't tell you it's not an actual subject, what does?"
"It doesn't need exams because it's not something you can learn from a book!" Green cried, standing up and whirling around to face the girl. "A book can't tell you someone's future-"
"You seem to think it can." someone else laughed. "Do you actually buy Morty's Tauros-shit? That's half-bloods for you. I bet your mudblood mates lap it all up as well. Isn't that Emerald freak taking Divination this year?"
"Don't call Emerald a freak!" Green shouted, whipping out his wand.
"Pff, a Hufflepuff attacking someone." the leader snorted. "This should be funny, I've always wanted to know how a tickle fight felt."
This time his blush was from anger, not embarrassment.
Green shouted a hex, the first one that popped into his head, but the Slytherins just blocked it easily.
They might have been assholes, but Slytherins didn't get second-best grades (first-best was for Ravenclaws) for nothing.
"Oh my Arceus, his wand-work is appalling." one of the girls said in disgust. "Can I teach him a lesson in how to not be a complete failure?"
"I don't think he can learn, half-bloods are all too busy being freaks of nature."
"Better a half-blood than a half-brain!" Green shouted, and regretted it instantly.
The entire group tensed and glared at him, and any confidence Green had melted away. He squeaked and tried to back up as the leader stalked towards him, but the Slytherins behind him shoved him back.
The leader caught Green by the arms and squeezed painfully.
"Ow!" Green yelped, but all he got was a round of cruel laughter.
"The fuck did you call us, half-blood?" the leader hissed, leaning down so they were face-to-face.
"Y-your breath stinks." Green said.
The leader's grip tightened and Green squeaked in pain, stumbling forward awkwardly when the leader pulled on him.
"You might be the headmaster's grandson, but that doesn't mean anyone'll believe you if you tell on us." the leader snapped. "You'll take our beating, verbally and physically, and you'll go to Nurse Joy- but you won't tell anyone, will you?"
Green didn't answer, and one of the Slytherins grabbed his hair and pulled. It hurt.
"N-no!" Green cried. "I-I won't t-tell anyone!"
"Because no one's gonna believe a Hufflepuff." the leader went on, a cruel smirk on his face. "No one'll believe you at all, will they?"
"We'll believe him." someone else announced loudly.
The Slytherins parted until Green could see three boys standing a few feet away. They were glaring, not at Green, but at the Slytherins who were surrounding and hurting him.
"Shit, it's Red!" someone hissed.
"You're damn right it's Red." Red snapped loudly. "Let go of that Hufflepuff, Jack. He's done nothing to you."
"He exists!" the leader, Jack, barked back. "That's enough for me!"
One of the younger Slytherins whimpered in terror when Red's glare intensified. The two boys beside him- Gold and Black- pulled out their wands in unison.
"You wanna fucking go, fuckwits?" Gold snapped. "Cus I'm ready to go. Haven't beaten up a Slytherin this year, may as well start with you."
"Dude, we shouldn't." someone whispered to Jack. "Not when it's Red and Gold and Black."
"I'm not scared of them." Jack snapped. He jerked his arms and Green squeaked, flinching.
That only made Red and his two friends more pissed off.
"Are you deaf as well as dumb?" Black spat. "Let him go, now!"
Jack told him to fuck off.
Green kind of lost track of what happened next, because his arms were hurting from where Jack was gripping them, but after what felt like half a second (reality: half a minute, he'd just zoned out in terror) the Slytherins were running away with their tails between their legs.
"AND IF YOU EVER DISS HALF-BLOODS AGAIN FUCK THE RULES I'M GONNA THROW YOU ALL OUT OF THE HIGHEST WINDOW I CAN FIND!" Black yelled after them.
Red kneeled beside Green, who had been knocked on his ass again during the fight, and started to gather up his stuff.
"You okay?" Red asked gently, looking at Green.
Green didn't think he could reply without his voice breaking, out of fear or embarrassment (okay, maybe his friends had a point, maybe he did have a crush) he didn't really know. Or care.
He nodded instead.
"They didn't cast a muting charm or anything, right?" Gold checked, crouching to frown at Green.
"If they did, I'm chasing after them." Black said viciously. He started to pace the corridor, sort of like a Luxray protecting its kits.
"Don't." Red warned him. "We're lucky a teacher didn't see this, we don't need anyone seeing us attacking a bunch of Slytherins for no reason."
"But we have a reason!" Gold snapped, gesturing wildly to Green, who flinched. "Those dicks were-"
"Who'll believe us?" Black sighed, working it out for himself. "There's more of them than us. Majority wins."
"Fuck majority." Gold grumbled, but he didn't chase after the Slytherins.
"Hey." Red said.
Green looked at him, trying not to make eye-contact. He settled for staring at Red's collar.
"You're the Hufflepuff Seeker, right?" Red asked. "Green?"
"Oh, I remember." Black agreed cheerfully. "Pearl was shouting something about him staring at you, dude."
"Probably jelly of your muscle." Gold laughed, but it wasn't a cruel one. "I mean, look at him, he's scrawny as hell!"
"S-Seekers are the smallest a-and lightest of t-the team." Green recited quietly.
"He's right, Gold." Red smirked.
"Whatever, man."
"Wait, isn't the Hufflepuff Keeper Yellow?" Black suddenly said, blinking.
That made his friends pause.
" . . . Oh well, Hufflepuff never did anything traditionally anyway." Red shrugged.
He and Gold finished putting Green's stuff away and stood up. Red held out a hand to Green, who took it with only half a second of hesitation.
"You want me to walk you to class?" Red offered kindly. "Just in case they're waiting for you or something?"
Green looked up at him, surprised.
"Divination, right?" the Gryffindor Beater and captain guessed. "I heard them say something about it when we were storming over."
Green let out a small laugh at that. The image of Red and his friends storming over, stomping like Rhydons, was weird.
"Isn't it o-out of your way, though?" Green asked him, swallowing nervously.
What the hell was wrong with him? Oh, wait, yeah, the not-crush.
"Not really." Red shrugged.
"But, dude, the classroom's on the other side of the-"
Black elbowed Gold and hissed, "Shut up, Gold."
Green had no idea what optional lessons Red took (because he wasn't a damn stalker, okay?), but the Divination classroom was fairly out of anyone's way.
So maybe Red just wanted to make sure he was alright, even if it meant being late for his next lesson.
Wait.
Lesson?
"Oh shit!" Green loudly swore, making the three Gryffindors jump. "I'm late for- Morty's gonna kill me!"
"Well c'mon on then!" Red exclaimed, taking Green's hand and rushing off.
Gold and Black shouted something about telling the teacher why Red was gonna be late, but Green was too focused on running to Divination to care.
Also Red's hand.
He was focused on that too.
Okay, maybe it was a crush.
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Renny: This is actually longer than I thought it'd be.
Green: Really?
Renny: I think it's cus of the last bit, with Jack and the Slytherins. Oh, a little bit of info- every single Slytherin besides Emerald, obviously, is a made-up character. They don't exist in any fandoms I've brought into this fic, as far as I'm aware.
Green: Great, at least I'm not being bullied and harrassed by a bunch of people I should know.
Renny: Yep. Read and review!