"Jaebongi!" a muscular Gryffindor squealed as he pounced on a fellow Gryffindor, earning many stares.

    "Get off, Jackson, you're embarrassing me." Jaebum grumbled.

    Jackson got off and quickly ran after the boy into the Great Hall. As soon as he reached the Gryffindor table, he found Jaebum staring at his empty plate in an attempt to ignore Jackson. The boy saw this and pouted.

    " Aww Jaebumie. Don't be like that. You're so cute I couldn't help it. Come on! Aren't we supposed to be friends?"

    After a couple of pouts and whines, Jaebum sighed in exasperation," Why am I even friends with you again?"

    Jackson grinned and started to speak," Oh, JB. How could you forget our fateful meeting? It was a bright, sunny day. As I walked through the train in search of a compartment, I bumped into an unsuspecting fellow first year." 

     Fortunately for Jaebum, before Jackson could go any further, a Gryffindor with dirty blonde hair plopped into the seat across Jackson and quickly covered his mouth. Namjoon, a fellow sixth-year, shook his head, " Jackson, I swear, if you keep repeating your fateful meeting story, one day you will mysteriously disappear and your body will never be found."

    Jackson tilted his head in confusion," But how am I supposed to mysteriously disappear?"

    " Are you just joking around, or are you seriously an idiot?"

    " Hey!"

    Jaebum tuned out the rest of their conversation and chose to reach for a plate of roast beef. Thank Merlin, for bestowing Gryffindor with a tactful and mature boy like Namjoon. If it wasn't for him, he might have seriously Transfigured Jackson into a teapot ages ago. 

    Jaebum let out a yawn as the last of the first-years climbed up the stairs. Being a prefect was tough work, especially if Jackson Wang is your friend. Sometimes, Jaebum marvels at his friend's maturity. Note that Jackson doesn't have even an ounce of it. He could be worse than the first-years at times. He looked around one last time to see if there were any students left behind. As he turned to climb up the stairs, he didn't notice the tall boy in front of him and crashed into him. Taken aback, he didn't manage to catch himself in time. Shutting his eyes, he braced himself for the impact, only to be surprised. Instead of feeling pain and the cold marble floor, he felt warmth engulfing his entire body, causing him to relax and nearly doze off. What's more, he could smell the familiar rich scent of hot chocolate and fireplace. He managed to snap himself out of it and slowly opened his eyes. He was met