Rewrite.
Disclaimer: Nothing but a few OCs and this storyline.
Yong Soo waited impatiently for his family members, who seemed to be going as slowly as possible. Tapping his foot on the ground as he waited on the couch, Yong Soo glanced at the clock and frowned. What was taking them so long? He heard a scream of frustration and idly wondered who could be more frustrated than he. He groaned and buried his face in one of the couch pillows, muttering under his breath about lazy family members and how he'd had places to be, things to see, people to meet.
"Yong Soo, don't get your underwear in a twist. Mei Mei noona's got some sort of wardrobe malfunction. She won't go out unless someone fixes it."
Yong Soo threw the pillow half-heartedly in the general direction of the voice. "We should have been gone half an hour ago, Yong Sun," pouted Yong Soo sliding off the couch and lying on the ground, arms and legs splayed into a giant 'X'. "I want to goooooo."
Yong Sun rolled his eyes and lightly kicked his twin in the side. "Get up you impatient bum, Mei-noona's almost done anyways, look you can hear her squealing right now."
"OH MY GOD I LOOK FABULOUS!"
"See?"
Harry looked with wide eyes at the money in his hands. The sack of coins felt comfortingly heavy, and he smiled, beaming. He'd had more money in his hands than Mr. Dursley probably had in his entire bank account! Think of the things he could buy!
"C'mon, Harry, we need to get y' yer robes." Hagrid said, parting the crowds with just his body. Harry ran after him, a grin still splitting his face.
They stopped in front of Madam Malkin's, where they saw a group of Asians (a pair of twins and an older male who looked about seventeen or eighteen) talking.
"Now, Yong Soo, behave yourself, aru. There is no excuse for being loud in a public area, or running off without someone to watch over you, aru!" said the oldest one. One of the twins (the one with the interesting curl) pouted and crossed his arms. "You're just mad because you can't hang out with your boyfriend, aren't you hyung?"
The oldest one spluttered as the other twin smirked slightly. "Tha-that's completely irrelevant to what I'm trying to say, aru!"
"'ello, how's e'r'one doin' terday?" asked a cheerful Hagrid as he walked up to the squabbling two. The oldest turned bright red in embarrassment. "Hello Mr. Hagrid!"
Harry looked curiously at the louder twin, who smiled at him and waved. Harry smiled shyly and waved a little back.
Hagrid said gruffly, "Mr. Hagrid was me dad, jus' call me Hagrid."
"Oh! Um, yes! Uh, well, um, I am leaving you to take care of my brothers! Goodbye, aru!" said the oldest Asian, who promptly ran away. The louder twin shouted after him as he shook his fist, "YOU'RE SUCH A RESPONSIBLE BROTHER, YAO-HYUNG!" The quieter twin tapped him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Let's get our robes, Yong Soo." He walked inside the shop without another word.
Yong Soo stuck his tongue out at the retreating back of his twin, much to the amusement of the people watching. Hagrid said, hands gently pushing them towards the door, "I'll leave ye t' get t' know each other, I'm goin' ter head to the Leaky fer a pick-me-up."
"Bye Hagrid!" they chorused, waving at the retreating figure of the half-giant.
Yong Soo turned to Harry and said with bright eyes, "I haven't properly introduced myself, my name is Yong Soo, surname Im! Nice to meet'cha!" He stuck out one pale hand and beamed. Harry shook is and said, "My name is Harry—"
"Potter," finished Yong Soo, flicking Harry's fringe to reveal the signature scar. Harry quickly covered it up again. "I guessed as much."
Harry glanced warily at him and said, "You're not going to suddenly ask for my autograph are you?"
Yong Soo scoffed. "Oh pur-lease, you should be asking for my autograph instead! The world originated in my country after all." Harry looked at him in confusion. "Wait, what do you mean the world—"
Yong Soo cut him off again, "C'mon let's get our robes!" he grabbed Harry's hand and skipped into the shop, still chattering. "I don't know which subject I'll like the most, it all depends on the teacher, you know? I heard that Potions is going to be such a drag, Snail or Snap or whatever his name is hands out detentions like candy—oh, look there's Yong Sun!" Yong Soo dragged Harry next to the quiet twin (now identified as Yong Sun) from before.
Yong Sun broke off from conversation with a platinum blonde, who looked down his nose at the newcomers. "Hello, Yong Soo."
Yong Soo said a cheerful hello to Madam Malkin, who smiled in return as she worked on the blonde's robes. Harry got up on a stool as a magic tape measure began to take his measurements. Yong Soo said absently as he poked at the floating tape measure, "Yong Sun, say hi to Harry P—"
"Hi." Harry said quickly, shooting a glance at Yong Soo. Yong Soo raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Yong Sun muttered a hello. The blonde said, "Hello, Harry. My name is Draco Malfoy."
"Hello."
Draco said as he inspected his half-made robe, "Which House do you think you're all going to be in? I'm pretty sure I'm going to be in Slytherin—all Malfoys have been since the start."
Yong Sun replied, "I think I shall be in Slytherin as well; most of my family is in Slytherin."
Harry was of course, completely lost. He whispered to Yong Soo as this exchange went on, "What are the Houses?"
Yong Soo whispered back, lips barely moving, "Gryffindor the brave, Ravenclaw the intelligent, Hufflepuff the loyal, Slytherin the cunning."
Draco nodded approvingly. "I think I'd just go home if I was Sorted into Hufflepuff, wouldn't you?"
Yong Sun merely grunted. Yong Soo pouted and said, "What's so wrong with being a Puff?"
Draco looked at him and scoffed. "Please, everyone knows that Hufflepuff is the worst House to get Sorted into. I don't think I could bear the humiliation if I became a Puff."
Yong Soo bit the inside of his cheek, preventing himself from opening his mouth and spitting out an insult.
Harry was silent. Draco started again, "Anyways, as I was saying to Yong Sun before you all came in, I don't think it's fair that they won't let the first years into the Quidditch teams; I think I've got enough skill to make it. I'll have to talk to Father about this… make him tell the school that I can have my broom there. I've already bought one, you see." He glanced out the door. "Well I must be going now—send my robes to the Malfoy residence, Madam Malkin."
Madam Malkin pursed her lips, but nodded. Draco sauntered out of the store arrogantly, nose pointed up. Yong Soo watched him leave in disgust. "Ugh, there's one you have to watch out for Harry. I can just smell the bully just reeking off him in waves… disgusting."
Yong Sun said quietly, "He is of a prestigious family, Yong Soo. You would be wise not to insult one of such a powerful clan."
Harry blinked in confusion, but brushed it out of him mind. He'd learn all about it at Hogwarts.
A/N: This is so much better than what I wrote last time.
Decided pairings:
- Kimchiburger
- Ludwig/Feli
- Heracles/Kiku
- Ivan/Yao
Comment to add more pairings~
