a/n: cringe worthy chapter name..... check! alrighty here's the story at long last, be warned it is pretty lengthy haha!

Waking up today, you thought it was going to a typical, boring Monday. However, life has its ways of popping up seemingly out of nowhere, like tripping on invisible string. Hm ok maybe that’s not exactly what I was going for, but of no importance. You went about your morning ritual, noticing something was off. The house is painfully quiet, I’m up for school and there’s not a peep, it seems everyone in the house is asleep- WAIT WHAT IS THIS, YOU’VE ACTUALLY OVERSLEPT! In your rush to get ready, you almost fail to notice a big, beautifully sealed, professional looking envelope atop your bed. A single feather lays across the letter. What could this be? When you reach out to grab it, it opens itself. What sorcery is this?! “You’ve been accepted to Hogwarts University of divine studies” the letter has unfolded itself… and spoken to you. How could this be? You pass it off as another crazy dream, and play along with the oddities occurring. An owl flies nearly into your window, perching just barely on the edge outside. You open the window to get a better look at this majestic creature, and it invites itself into your room. It finds comfort atop a suitcase strewn about the room. Wasn’t that tucked away in your closet? Before you can retrace your steps, the owl’s grabbing your belongings, underwear and books alike, carrying them in its beak to your suitcase. Briefly, you stare in shock, jaw close enough to the floor to clean the floor. But then you snap out of your trance, something even weirder has happened. The owl has brought in friends, at first is just one, two, suddenly a dozen owls appear, carrying your suitcase out the large window. And it’s all you can do try and stop them, but you’re too late, the envelope somehow appearing behind you and pushing you outside the window. Snap, your room’s on the second floor though! One second you’re in your room, comfy in pajamas, the next you’re free falling outside your window on an adventure akin Alice’s Wonderland… … but then suddenly the feeling stops, and you’re no longer falling. Rather, you’re floating in mid-air, two large wings appearing where previously only skin laid upon your back. Clumsily and carefully, you manage to make them flap, a few feathers if your own lost in the heavy first attempts. Perhaps humans were never meant to fly, you think, a fleeting thought at most. Because then something wonderful happens, your wings start working and you’re soaring above every building in town, aimlessly following the flock of owls carrying your belongings into the night. It’s all you remember, hours later, when you wake up feeling exhausted, surrounded by an unfamiliar hustle and bustle. “This sounds like too many people to be just my family, do we have company?” But no, you couldn’t be more wrong, for it is YOU who is the guest. Opening your eyes, you discover yourself in unfamiliar territory. What of the strange dream with the owls? Were you drugged and kidnapped? No such thing, sweetheart, relax. You’re at Hogwarts! What’s that, you ask? A school for the extraordinarily gifted children, for divine arts. Think of it… as a magical magnet school! What’s that, you don’t recall enrolling? Silly goose, you don’t enroll here, you’re SELECTED. It’s only the utmost prestige, really. Come now, to the dining hall, first years must get sorted. Up now, quickly! As you sit on a bench in the mess hall in confusion, following the masses of children your age who seem so excited, you furrow your brows, cursing yourself for leaving your glasses behind. You hadn’t noticed until a small chuckle accidentally escaped his lips, that a boy across from you at the table where you sat had been watching you. His narrow eyes widened embarrassment at being caught, cheeks lightly flushed, slim lips agape. He turned around to face the front of the assembly, as did you when you heard bells ringing. The assembly passed in a blur for you, muted interest and wonder. How could a hat speak? What was this “Sorting” everyone kept mumbling about? It wasn’t until then that you noticed where their eyes trailed off to, the four large banners hanging overhead, from the ceiling. A red, a green, a blue, and a yellow, each with its own mascot and a name you presumed, illegible despite squinting because of those darned glasses. It was your turn next, and so you sat, and the Hat was perched upon your head, grumbling until he came to a decision. “Ravenclaw!” he screeched. Some cheered, some groaned. You could swear you faintly heard one of the girls in green complain “Not another one”. Making your way over to the sea of blue robes, you attempted conversation with your peers. No one seemed to know who you were or where you came from, just mentioned you arriving mysteriously last night with some owls and a bag. Ok that’s strange, because that’s exactly like your dre- “Excuse me, miss.” You turned to face the raven-haired boy from earlier, across the table. “Pardon me for staring, but.. I’ve never seen a girl like you around these parts, I didn’t mean anything bad by it.” The way he was all flustered and trying to clear things up made your heart swell inexplicably. It seems he wanted to get on your good side, and now that you took a closer look around, he was right. Everyone around seemed to have much narrower eyes, slimmer faces, they all shared qualities that made you stand out. Raven boy extended his arm your way, offering a sheepish grin. “I’m Leo, by the way. Leo Jung.” Whispers stirred the crowd that had previously been watching you two in silence. You hadn’t noticed that he was wearing a green robe, not blue, you didn’t know the difference between houses or the rivalries. You’d earnestly just wanted a friend, all this craziness had you exhausted, and homesick. Whispers of “what does the Jung kid want with HER?” made your nerves prickle, you didn’t know if you should be nervous. You didn’t have any time to react though, because Leo grabbed your hand and tugged you after him as he fled the messy hall. Gossip flew faster than the owls who’d carried your bag, of the famed Jung son befriending the scholarship exchange student. There were even rumors about you two running away to elope, but you’d only just met?! It was like high school all over again, that’s all you could think. Your feet carried you thoughtlessly, following behind Leo like a small ragdoll behind his tall stature. Now that you’d had the time to take in his appearance, he was rather attractive. Towering over your smaller frame with his broad shoulders, walking gracefully on long legs seemingly at three times your own pace. You arrived at what appeared to be a garden or a forest before he’d finally stopped walking, you couldn’t be fully sure. “Please don’t listen to what the people say. I may come from a prominent family, but that doesn’t mean I’ll let that keep us apart. I don’t even know your name, but judging by the way you’re so indifferent… you have no idea who I am, do you?” You shook your head, it was the truth after all. He took his lower lip between his teeth, it anxiously. “I’m not groveling at your feet here asking for your hand in marriage… but what do you say to being friends? If you say yes we can start over, a-and I’ll explain everything, I’ll even give you a tour-” You squeezed his hand, forgetting for a moment that you’d been holding hands this entire time, focusing on how comfortable you felt with a complete stranger and why that didn’t feel odd at all. He did keep his word though, he taught you of the houses and their names, their origins and of his family’s snobbiness. He loved animals and children, not wanting anything to do with the family business; you even caught him secretly checking up on the garden’s plants mid conversation, whether he realized he was doing this or not was an entirely different question. You learned of the red Gryffindor’s bravery, and of yellow Hufflepuff’s loyalty, before he proceeded to tell you about the remaining two houses, each of your own. You belonged to Ravenclaw, he explained slowly, carefully, the details of his face mesmerizing you all the while. His brows scrunched in thought, the way his hands would fidget like he wasn’t used to another’s presence, even his constant lower lip as he spoke eloquently yet shyly. Leo’s soft voice surely did not match his sharp gaze and rather gothic raven hair. Ironic, that the raven haired boy belonged to the house of serpents instead. The blue Ravenclaw, your house, was home to the folks who enjoyed studying, who constantly loved learning new things. You’d won many scholarships, and not for lack of trying, from your studies to your sports, it only seemed fair to be placed there. Leo hesitated for a moment before continuing, before claiming his residence in the green Slytherin house. Slytherin were known for their cunning, but ran with a chip in their shoulder. Some held their chins high, the pride of being in a prestigious placement, while others (like Leo) didn’t seem to care much about… well, a damn thing. He was placed there simply because everyone in his family has been there for generations, and he seemed bored out of his mind even thinking about this. Slytherin was known for its tendency to produce dark wizards as well, Leo didn’t elaborate on this, the topic making him come off a bit edgy and antsy to change course, so you let him. You asked him about his dreams if he didn’t care for the business, and he bowed his head between his knees, covering his face with those long, slender fingers of his. Leo mumbled out an answer, having to repeat himself for being so soft-spoken when flustered. “A teacher,” he whispered. “I love working with children, especially small ones. But there’s no way my family would ever approve… they’d put anywhere I try to run away to out of business, guaranteed.“ He opened his mouth to speak once more, as he finally looked up, his eyes meeting your face and making your cheeks heat up some. But just then, some rotten Gryffindor punks decided to run over and pelt you with… tomatoes, great. Kidnapped by owls, brought to a magic school, and now pelted with food, could life GET any better? Just in time, Leo pulled out a wand, stopping the tomatoes barely an inch from impact. With a sigh of relief and a flick of his wand, the fruits went flying back at three scoundrels who’d dared attempt hurting you in the first place. You thanked him for the help, him mumbling that it was nothing. Boldly lacing your hand in his, a change to his earlier shyness, Leo croaks out a soft thanks as well. You can’t seem to understand why, when he’s the one who saved you, but just as if reading your mind, he whispers. “Thank you for saving me… from this hell of a school. I’ve never had a friend before.” His gaze is so strong yet his voice is so weak and you just can’t help but ferl bad for the boy in front of you, knowing he’s had a life as difficult as it’s been regal. Dealing with family like his and being expected to live up to a famed title put immense pressure on such a young boy, he was barely now becoming a man. Reaching your free arm upwards to wrap around Leo’s shoulder, you held him close in silence, knowing no words needed to be said at this moment. If he needed a friend, then a friend you would be. You pretended you were deaf to his sniffles, blind to him hunched over your body, and mute for the time being. He was your savior in more ways than one, and you’d decided as long as you were stuck at this school, you’d stay by his side. What seemed a childish promise on an emotional wreck of a first day of school resulted in a precious, blossoming friendship. No one messed with you for fear of Leo’s wrath, notorious for his temper. He’d become like your shadow, though the rumors never did die down. A few months later, in the middle of working on a project together, he asked you out. You brushed it off, thing it a mere joke. “Cut it out Leo, that’s not funny. Now come on, we need to study these for the quiz on poti-” His lips on yours cut you off before either of you  had time to process what had just happened. Desperate for an escape, he tried to turn and run, but you grabbed your wand and shut the door so he couldn’t. Trying to bite back your smile, you attempted an interrogation. Which only resulted in him backing you up into the long study desk, Leo looming over you, resting his forehead against yours delicately before shutting his eyes. His confession came as sweet as candy, as pure as clean rivers. Nothing but his love for you spilled through his words, but he couldn’t stop now, no he’d come too far for that, it was now or never. Leo was pleasantly surprised when you kissed his cheek, playing with your uniform shyly, accepting his confession. His arms shot out to wrap around your waist so fast you’d almost feared he’d break something. Your relationship had to remain a secret, for public’s sake. Rumors were just that, but if word or proof got out… Leo feared his father’s wrath. You were talented, a gifted young thing, but you were still born from muggles, from humans. And that was unacceptable in the wizarding world. Like a purebreed dog and a street mutt coinciding, star-crossed lovers. (lady and the tramp anyone?) Despite this, you two managed to make it near the end of the school year without getting caught, and it was the most wonderful experience of your mundane life. With his wand, Leo could make any dream a reality. Even sneaking around and hiding in a closet could be paradise, with the proper enchantment. Speaking of paradise, there’s some trouble there now. Mr. Jung, Leo’s dad, came to visit the school on formal affairs (wizard pta?). But what he witnessed was his son “goofing off with the charity case”, he was enraged. His father threatened to expel you if you did not remove yourself from his son, but Leo interjected before you could be turned into a toad or such, bless his heart. After some fancy footwork around the subject (and just the right spells), Leo managed to get his dad to back off you two. It was a long and rocky road, both of you eventually making a few other friends, your boyfriend also discovering his passion for singing along the way. You’d decided to study a more traditional route, a doctor perhaps, and you’d desperately wanted to return to your family. After your studies at Hogwarts were complete, you’d both graduated at the top of the class of your respective houses. Leo talked his father into letting him become an elementary school teacher, how he managed that you’d never know. He continued with his passion for music, but his fondness for magic was never far behind, though kept a secret for only others like yourselves to see. With a lovely recommendation letter from your beloved Hogwarts, along with your accumulated accolades, you’d easily made it into an Ivy League school. Majoring in medicine and soon after becoming one of the top pediatricians of the country, perhaps even the world. You and Leo lived together, not truly comfortably settling down until you’d finished your hospital interning and him with his shadow teaching. After all was set and done  jobs acquired, Leo took you back to your school reunion proposing to you in the very garden you’d snuck off to on day one. You’re not sure which one of you two cried more, but the ring was absolutely gorgeous, of that you’re sure. The ceremony was small but elegant, both your families and closet friends attending; his family insisting on paying, likely just to show off but you’d agreed to help satisfy their egos. Not three years later, you’d had your first child…ren. Surprise, twins! Ok maybe not a surprise, you’d adopted them after consulting a specialist who’d decided your body wouldn’t cope with the stres of pregnancy well. Years after the owls made off with your bag, and the raven befriended the serpent, you could say you got your happily ever after. Even if happily ess subjective to the screaming infants in your arms, eyes bloodshot from the endless hospital shifts and parenting shifts. Leo was the epitomy of fatherhood, from food to diapers to lullabies. The fact that you two had some magical assistance didn’t hurt one bit. And so here ends the tale of the star-crossed lovers who found their way, an eventful tale from start to finish. The scaled boy who couldn’t move on from his past and the winged girl who refused to stay still and let your dreams pass you by. Though in nature the serpent may eat the raven, this story is magical, and they need one another to survive. As the children grow and the magic remains, one thing was constant through time any space. And that was the love between the dear couple who overcame every obstacle thrown their way, because winners never quit and quitters never win.

Hope everyone liked my little story, have a great day! Thanks for reading~

A/N: Because I did originally write this on kik to send to a friend, I have yet to edit it into paragraphs, my apologies. I also haven't really proofreaded yet. If you guys have any comments though, whether it be that you liked the story or constructive criticism or pointing out a typo, feel free! Until next time guys~ (Hm maybe I'll make another HP au with another member? Dun dun dun~ ㅋㅋㅋ)