Hi everyone!

It's been a month (I'm so sorry!) but I'm back now! This one shot took me forever to finish and I seriously couldn't have done it without my sister. Thank you guys so much for your patience and I really hope that you guys will like this. 

It's Seungjin, Changlix and Minchan this time, along with a little more about Woojin and Mina because I missed them. We're also going to meet some of the parents because most of skz are not going to be in Hogwarts for this one! 

I also have to give you a WARNING: there's going to be some underage drinking and also ual harrassment (it's a kiss, but I still thought it's important to let you guys know). On top of that, I've slightly addressed that whole pureblood, half-blood thing a little bit.

Anyway, the next one shot is as good as finished and I'll have something to say along with it, so I hope I'll get it done until Thursday!

Now, let's get on with it, shall we?

 

St. Merlin's Day.

An, admittedly kind of pointless, holiday in June, right before summer break. The students of Hogwarts would get a week to either go home to their families or stay at the castle before returning for the last two, even more pointless, weeks of class and then heading right back home.

Hyunjin was more than just a little pissed off at his mother when she told him that he couldn't come home because she was on a business trip. He was even more pissed off, though when she added that he also wasn't allowed to join Seungmin, who was heading home to Los Angeles to see his family.

So, here he was, stuck in Hogwarts without his boyfriend...

Actually, most of his friends would leave.

Minho apparently had some sort of stuck-up family event to attend to. On top of that, his parents wanted to meet Chan, which was why the Gryffindor was coming along. Hyunjin grimaced at the thought. He had met Minho's parents a few times and they weren't exactly the warmest people out there.

Jisung was actually the one who'd go to LA with Seungmin. Apparently, Seungmin's older cousin Youngkwan was getting married and he was invited along with a plus one. Hyunjin pouted at the fact that Jisung got to be Seungmin's date for a wedding. He wasn't jealous or anything, because he knew that the mere thought of the two of them being anything but friends, repulsed both of them.

But he was bitter that he had to stay here while they got all the fun.

Jinwoo and Mina were visiting each of their parents together to tell them about the pregnancy, since they didn't want to do it in a letter. Mina didn't seem too delighted about visiting her parents when Hyunjin had last seen her. He knew that they both also worked in the ministry like his mother. He hoped they weren't anything like her, though.

However, judging by Mina's dreadful expression, those hopes might be in vain.

The only ones who would stay in Hogwarts were Changbin, Felix and Renjun, so at least Hyunjin wasn't completely without his friends.

In fact, he and Felix had been bonding a lot after the younger had finally accepted that Hyunjin was nothing but a good friend to Changbin.

If Hyunjin was honest, he'd grown quite fond of him.

~

"Lix, what do you know about phones?" Hyunjin asked one day when he found Felix hanging out in the courtyard near the Transfigurations classroom.

"Just about everything. Why?" Felix replied after looking up. Hyunjin sat down next to him, before promptly sprawling himself all over the younger. Felix had gotten used to it once he'd figured that that was just what Hyunjin was like with most people.

"I have an assignment in Muggle Studies for after St. Merlin's Day. I have to find out about the basic functions of phones, but the library's latest book seems to be from the early 1960s..." Hyunjin complained.

Felix chuckled at Hyunjin's displeased expression.

"Okay, so basically..." Felix trailed off, trying his best to think about how to explain something he had been taking for granted his whole life to someone who hadn't been exposed to a lot of technology in general.

"It's like a telephone... just portable. You know, without cables. It's rectangular and the front lights up," he tried to explain.

Hyunjin looked up from where he was resting on Felix' lap. He was already in awe. "So, you can talk to people anywhere?" he asked.

Felix nodded. "And not just that. Technology keeps evolving, so phones have a lot more functions nowadays than they had in, say the 90s," Felix told him.

"You can take high quality pictures and videos by just pressing a button. You can watch movies on them, and you can play music. It's like a radio, only that you can control what you want to listen to. If you're bored, you can play games or read books on it," he continued.

"And how does all of that fit into a small rectangular thing?" Hyunjin asked.

Felix laughed. "It just does. Technology is great... another thing you can do is to just write little letters on it and send them to people. They're called texts. You don't even need an owl. You just press the button and the other person receives it immediately."

"I think I want one of those... why don't we have that?" Hyunjin questioned with a pout.

The younger chuckled again and patted his friend's raven hair in comfort. "Because wizards are way too old-fashioned for their own good. I'm sure, Seungmin is way better at explaining phones than I am, because while I know all about them, he can actually help you use the info for an assignment," Felix told him.

Hyunjin pouted again. He missed Seungmin already, even though the younger had only been gone for a day.

"Yeah, I'll ask him..." he trailed off thoughtfully.

"You alright?" Felix questioned, slightly concerned at his tone.

"I just..."

Before Hyunjin could finish his answer, though, someone cleared their throat, catching their attention. They looked up to find an amused Changbin standing there, arms crossed over his chests, as he looked at his boyfriend and his best friend practically cuddling out in the open.

"You two have become so ridiculously close in the past two weeks, I feel like I'm the one who should be jealous right now," he joked, sitting next to Felix and giving him a peck on the cheek.

"No need. I just need someone to cuddle," Hyunjin told him. He sat up and practically snuggled into Felix' side. "And he doesn't push me off his lap like you do," he added.

Changbin huffed in fake-exasperation. "I only ever do that when you're being a little !"

Felix laughed at their banter. Hyunjin figured that this was so much more enjoyable than Felix being jealous of their strong (brotherly) bond.

"Anyway, what were you two talking about?" Changbin switched subjects.

"Hyunjin was going to tell me something," Felix informed his boyfriend.

The younger Slytherin's smile faded a little. "It's nothing," he waved off.

Both, Changbin and Felix raised their eyebrows at him.

Hyunjin slumped his shoulders in defeat. "I just miss Seungmin, is all..." he mumbled. "LA is full of hot guys... what if he finds one and forgets about me?" The other two looked at him like he had lost his mind.

"Why would Seungmin need a random beach boy when he has you?" Changbin questioned.

Deep inside Hyunjin knew that it was ridiculous, but that didn't mean that the thought hadn't at least crossed his mind. It was mostly just because he was sulky about not being able to come along. He still trusted Seungmin completely to know that he wouldn't just replace him.

~

Seungmin felt like he hadn't been in LA in forever.

Sure, he'd spent the second half of his last summer break here with his family, but that felt like ages ago. Being home for his favorite cousin's wedding was beyond exciting. And even though, he would have loved to bring Hyunjin, he was happy to spend some quality time with his best friend.

Cody, a friend of Seungmin's cousin whom he had never met before, had picked them up from the airport because the whole family was super busy with last-minute wedding preparations. They hung around in his family's guest room with Cody, after briefly greeting Seungmin's family, since they had absolutely forbidden him from helping with the excuse that "he must be so exhausted from the long flight".

"So, what do you guys usually do at boarding school?" Cody questioned.

The older boy obviously didn't know about the two of them being wizards and it was best to keep it that way.

Seungmin shrugged. "I study a lot..." he offered.

"And if he doesn't he spends time with his boyfriend," Jisung .

Seungmin swatted at him, but to no avail since Jisung dodged him, already having expected the attack.

Cody looked from Jisung to Seungmin and back. "Aren't you his boyfriend?" he asked. The two Ravenclaw's exchanged a nearly disgusted look.

"What gave you that idea?" they both asked at the same time.

Cody chuckled. "Nothing. I was just asking," he told them.

Seungmin shuddered. He loved Jisung very much, but he could never date him. And he knew that Jisung felt the same. They were like brothers and nothing more.

"Do you go to lots of parties there?" Cody questioned.

"Not really," Seungmin admitted.

"Not nearly as much as I'd like to," Jisung muttered under his breath.

"Then I have just the thing for you! A friend of mine is throwing a party at his beach house tonight. Kind of like a 'welcome summer' party. You two should come," the older told them, eyes landing on Seungmin almost challengingly.

Seungmin had the strong urge to say no. He wasn't much for parties and something about Cody's tone and the look in his eyes made him think that this wasn't just a small get-together like Hyunjin's birthday.

On top of that, Cody was a cliché 19-year-old college student. There was absolutely no way this party was going to be something Seungmin's parents would approve of if he asked their permission.

"I don't know..." Seungmin trailed off.

Jisung didn't look too sure himself, even though he was a little bit of a party animal sometimes. Muggle parties were probably different. Seungmin wouldn't know.

"Come on, guys. It'll be fun! You haven't lived until you've been to one of my friends' parties," Cody coaxed. "I feel like you need to live a little more, Seungmin..."

"I am living!" Seungmin argued.

"Then live more! Do something crazy. I can tell you're a good boy. Don't you think it's time to do something more... exciting?"

The younger clenched his fists. Why did it feel like Cody had just indirectly called him boring? They didn't even know each other well. But somehow, he suddenly felt the need to prove himself.

"Fine... I'll go to that party tonight! As for doing something crazy..." he trailed off, giving Jisung a look who returned it, looking a little alarmed.

"I don't like that look on your face. What are you planning?" he questioned.

Seungmin grinned secretively and pulled his best friend to his feet. "Cody, we'll meet you at the party tonight. We have to go somewhere," he announced.

Cody gave them a weird look but shrugged. "Sure, see you then!" he called after them, as Seungmin practically dragged Jisung out of the house. Since Seungmin's family was so busy, they didn't even notice the two boys leaving.

"Are you going to tell me what we're doing?"

"You told me there was one thing you've wanted to do ever since you were 12, but your parents would murder you if you did it," Seungmin hinted.

Realization flashed across Jisung's face. "Don't tell me... you know that's a pretty extreme way to prove yourself. It's permanent after all!" he told Seungmin.

"Well, it's not just to prove myself. I've actually thought about it for a few weeks. But you know just as well as I do that there aren't any opportunities in Hogsmeade... and I might know just the guy..." Seungmin trailed off.

Jisung grinned. "If you're sure about this, then who am I to keep you. Lead the way!"

~

Jinwoo could tell that his girlfriend was beyond nervous and not just because he felt the exact same way.

They had pushed up telling their parents about the baby because they figured they should do it in person. Jinwoo wasn't too worried about his own parents, because he knew that they wouldn't disown him or anything like that.

However, apparently Mina's parents were an entirely different story.

He hadn't been introduced to them yet, but his girlfriend had told him a few unsettling things about them.

"We can do this, princess, don't worry," he tried to reassure her when they sat in the back of the car Mina's parents had sent for them to pick them up from the station. The driver looked straight ahead, not paying them any mind, like some kind of robot.

Jinwoo knew that Mina's family was pretty rich, but he hadn't expected for them to be picked up by a driver.

"They're not going to be happy. And they won't be nice to you, I just know it... I know them," Mina told him, resting her head on his shoulder.

Jinwoo took her hand. "Everything's going to be just fine..." he muttered, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.

~

"Merlin, child, why are you wearing those god-awful rags, you look like a peasant!"

Jinwoo flinched at the sharp tone Mina's mother greeted her daughter with, completely forgetting to admire the enormous mansion they had just set foot in. Mina had decided to show up in one of Jinwoo's sweaters to hide the baby bump for now.

Jinwoo thought it looked really cute on her, because she practically swam in it, but her mother seemed to disagree.

"I'm sorry, mother. I wanted to wear something comfortable for the journey..." Mina replied in a small voice.

Mrs Myoui pursed her lips. "Comfort won't get you anywhere in life!"

Jinwoo wanted to tell the woman to lay off her, but he was still kind of set on making a fairly good impression.

"U-um... this is Jinwoo. My boyfriend," Mina finally introduced him, seemingly desperate to switch subjects.

Her mother, who hadn't spared Jinwoo a single glance since their arrival 10 minutes ago, looked him over now, clearly not impressed.

"I see," was all she said. "Go wash up and change before your father sees you like this! Dinner will be served in an hour," she addressed her daughter again.

Mina nodded and made her way upstairs, giving Jinwoo a short apologetic look.

"Martha would you show our... guest... to his room," Mrs Myoui continued. A house elf appeared next to Jinwoo's side, silently motioning for him to come along, which he did while Mrs Myoui headed into another room.

"I thought house elves were no longer used as servants," he said to the house elf. Martha didn't look at him, as she was leading him upstairs.

"The Myoui family has been very good to Martha. Martha doesn't need freedom," she said, once they were out of earshot. Somehow, Jinwoo doubted that Mina's mother could be good to anyone. He had never met such a cold woman before. He was growing more and more anxious to tell her that he had gotten her daughter pregnant.

Martha showed Jinwoo to a room at the end of the corridor. It was about as huge as the entire Hufflepuff seventh-year dorm, with a king-sized bed and large floor-to-ceiling windows. He could see another door that led to a bathroom and couldn't help but stare in awe.

This felt more like a hotel than a home.

"If there's anything sir Jinwoo needs, please don't hesitate to ask. Martha will leave sir Jinwoo to wash up now," the house elf announced.

"Thank you, Martha," he replied in a friendly tone. Martha bowed before leaving him alone in the room. He felt uncomfortable, being alone in this strange house, not even knowing where his girlfriend was right now.

He quickly washed up and changed into something more presentable. Just as he'd finished getting dressed there was a small knock on the door.

"Come in," Jinwoo said.

The door creaked open and Mina quickly slipped through. She had changed into the widest-looking formal outfit she could find, a navy-blue blazer hiding the bump for now.

"I'm so sorry about all of this..." she apologized to him.

Jinwoo just pulled her into a hug. "It's okay. I'm not scared of your mother."

"I am... you saw what she said about my outfit. What do you think she has to say about a baby?!" Mina exclaimed, clearly panicking.

Jinwoo pulled back, cupping her face in his hands. "It's going to be fine, princess. Stress isn't good for the baby. Just try to relax, okay? And then I'll go down there with you, meet your father and we're going to tell them together. It might not be pretty, but you're not alone," he assured the slightly older girl.

She just nodded and hugged him again.

~

Felix had never really given much thought to his blood status before. It wasn't much of an issue anymore ever since the defeat of Lord Voldemort. People were much less focused on that kind of stuff and it barely ever came up anymore.

Which was why he was so surprised when he hung out with Hyunjin one afternoon and he heard a few girls gossiping and pointing in their direction.

"Changbin is high class and elite. Don't you think his parents should put an end to his relationship with that muggle born guy soon, so he can marry a rich and beautiful girl like myself?" Felix froze at the comment.

He had never truly thought about the fact that Changbin was, indeed, a rich pureblood unlike himself...

"Care to say that to my face?" Hyunjin, who, of course had also heard them, called over. The girls gave him a dirty look before taking off. "Don't listen to them," the older addressed Felix.

The latter just put on a pressed smile. "Who said I was going to. I don't care what they say," he lied.

He did care.

Felix hadn't met Changbin's parents yet, so he couldn't help but think about what they would have to say about him. Would they look down on him because he wasn't a pureblood like them? Would they want Changbin to break up with him? He didn't think he could bear losing the older for good.

"Um, I have to go... I still have to... do stuff," Felix muttered a half-assed excuse, getting up from where he had been sitting and quickly taking off, ignoring Hyunjin calling out to him.

~

"Hey, I thought I might find you here..." Changbin's voice startled Felix. He stopped petting the owl on the windowsill and turned to face his boyfriend. He had fled to the Owlery to think (and maybe to cry a little bit), while seeking comfort in the owls. They were incredible listeners.

Changbin approached him with a serious expression on his face. "Hyunjin told me what happened," he said.

Felix lowered his head. "He shouldn't have. It's nothing..." he muttered. Changbin took his hand, making Felix look at him.

"Then why are you hiding out at the Owlery?" His tone was soft but concerned.

Felix shrugged. "I guess, I just wanted to be alone," he answered.

Changbin squeezed his hand slightly. "Listen to me, Felix. Those girls know absolutely nothing. Sure, my family has money, but my parents don't give a crap about blood status and they sure as hell wouldn't make me marry a girl," Changbin explained. Felix still didn't look very convinced. "I'm certain that they will absolutely adore you once they meet you. I love you, so they will too," the older continued.

That brought at least a little smile to Felix' face. He loved hearing Changbin say that he loved him. He also loved seeing Changbin blush whenever he was so openly admitting his feelings, which he had gotten a lot better at over the past few weeks.

"I love you, too, Binniebunny..." Felix finally said. Changbin chuckled and hugged him. "I shouldn't have overreacted again..." the younger muttered, hands clutching into the back of Changbin's robes, not quite ready to let go yet.

"Don't feel sorry. I get that this kind of thing would upset you."

They stayed like that for a while, just embracing each other before Changbin pulled back with a small smile. He took the younger's hand again.

"Come on, I have something for you..." he said, gently dragging Felix along. The younger couldn't deny how curious he was, so he followed Changbin all the way to the Slytherin common room and up the stairs to his dorm room.

"What are we doing here?" Felix asked. Changbin just grinned and headed right for his nightstand drawer. Felix tried to get a glimpse of whatever it was that his boyfriend was looking for, but his view was blocked. Eventually, Changbin turned back around with a rolled-up piece of paper in his hands. There was a green ribbon tied around it.

"What is that?" Felix questioned curiously. Changbin suddenly looked a little sheepish, handing the roll to the younger.

"It's something I made... for you," he admitted, averting his gaze to hide the blush that spread on his cheeks. "I've been wanting to give it to you for a while, but I never really found the right time..."

Felix took a seat on Changbin's bed and carefully undid the ribbon around the paper. When he unrolled it and took a look, he let out a surprised gasp. The paper showed a drawing – of himself. He didn't know much about art, but he could tell that his boyfriend had really put a lot of time and effort into this. He had even captured every single one of his freckles correctly.

It was beautiful.

"It's– it's amazing!" he said, still awestruck. He looked up at Changbin who still looked so adorably shy. He put the drawing aside and rose from his seat. "I love it. Thank you, Binnie."

The older's cheeks flushed even more as he waved off, still trying to hide a proud smile. Felix chuckled and snuck his arms around Changbin's waist while planting a small kiss on his cheek. The two giddily smiled at each other for a few more seconds before Changbin wrapped his arms around Felix' neck and leaned in closer to softly kiss his lips. The younger pulled his boyfriend closer and they stayed like that for quite a while.

~

Minho had warned Chan that his parents were the most judgy people he would ever meet.

Yet, being the supportive and wonderful boyfriend he was, Chan had still agreed to come with him upon his parents request to meet him. Minho had also told him that he needed all the moral support he could get for the formal gathering with his whole family.

He was beginning to regret that choice by the time they all sat down for dinner.

"So, Chan... what do you want to do after your graduation?" Mr Lee asked him, his sharp gaze practically boring itself into Chan.

"I thought about playing Quidditch professionally," Chan replied, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

"Is that so?" Mrs Lee spoke up.

Judging by her tone, Chan figured that the Lees weren't exactly the biggest Quidditch fans. "Well, Minho aspires to become successful by working in the Ministry like us," she continued. "Isn't that right, Minho?"

Minho, who had tried to focus on his food up to this point, looked up at being addressed. "Sure, whatever..." he muttered. Chan furrowed his brows. His boyfriend didn't seem too enthusiastic about starting up a Ministry career.

"So, your family... are they aurors or...?"

"Merlin, no. Our family has been working in the law department for a very long time and other higher-up positions for generations. And Minho is going to follow in our footsteps."

"You wish..." Chan heard Minho mumble under his breath, but his parents seemed to not have heard him.

The older slowly reached for his hand underneath the table, making his boyfriend look at him. Chan gave him an encouraging smile. This dinner was awkward as hell, but he still wanted to try to make Minho feel a little bit better about it. The younger returned the smile.

"Anyway..." Mr Lee spoke up again. He seemed to have seen their little moment, judging by the sour look he gave Chan. "What do your parents do for a living, Chan?" he questioned.

"My mother's a car-mechanic and my father's a healer at St. Mungo's..." Chan replied.

"And what do they think about your future aspirations?" Mrs Lee questioned. Chan couldn't help but feel like he was being interrogated.

"Um... they support me. They believe in letting me do what makes me happy," he answered.

Minho cleared his throat, just as his father opened his mouth to speak again. "I'm tired. May I be excused?" he asked.

Mrs Lee looked at him for a few seconds, as if to check if he was telling the truth about being tired.

"Sure, sweetie..." she finally said. Minho raised from his chair, giving his boyfriend a look. "You coming?" he questioned.

~

"Oh my god, this I why I never come home over the holidays..." Minho exclaimed as soon as the two of them were in the comfort of his room. He let himself fall down on his large bed, face first. Chan chuckled and joined the younger on the comfortable mattress.

"I mean that was only the most awkward I've felt in a while, but other than that I think it was an okay first meeting," he replied.

Minho lifted his head to look at him. "I guess it could have been worse. I just hate it when they brag about me following in their footsteps to anyone with an ear..." he complained.

"By the way," he continued, rolling over onto his back. "You never told me that you wanted to play Quidditch professionally."

Chan blushed. "Well... it never really came up before. Besides, I don't even know if I'm good enough," he admitted.

Minho waved off. "Sure, you are. I've seen you play, in case you forgot. If anyone can make it, it's you," he assured his boyfriend.

Chan couldn't help but smile at the encouragement, proceeding to lay down next to Minho and cuddle up to him. "Thanks..."

He had lost the Quidditch season against Minho's team, but the younger's words still didn't seem insincere. He knew that Minho meant it.

"But you... you don't really want to follow in your parents' footsteps, do you?"

Minho snorted. "No." He paused for a while, his hand finding its way into Chan's locks, which he then started petting like the older was a kitten. Chan wasn't complaining, though. "I do want to work at the ministry... but not in my parents' department. I'd really like to be an auror. It's the only reason I've kept up with Potions," Minho told his boyfriend.

Chan smiled a little. Potions was practically one of the reasons the two of them were even dating in the first place since it had brought them closer together than they had ever imagined.

"Why don't you just tell them that?" he questioned.

Minho laughed a bitter laugh. "You've met them, haven't you? They'd never let me do that. I'll just have to do it behind their backs and present them with fait accompli. They're not going to like it, but I'll deal with their wrath afterwards," he explained.

Chan wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's waist, getting into a more comfortable position. "You know... I'll be moving to London after graduation if I get into the Quidditch training program I've applied to. If you're going to work at the ministry... which is also in London..." he trailed off.

"Are you asking me to move in with you, Channie?" Minho questioned, his tone slightly teasing.

Chan glanced up at his boyfriend. "Maybe..."

Minho looked surprised at the reply. "Wait, really?"

Chan sat up again and faced the younger. "I mean I've been thinking about it..." he admitted sheepishly. "B-but it's perfectly fine if you don't want to. It was just... an idea..." he added.

Minho grinned his cat-like grin and sat up as well. "I'd honestly love nothing more," he told Chan whose face lit up at his words before he leaned in and pressed their lips together. "I do have a request, though," Minho said after they pulled back.

"Whatever you please, my prince," the older joked. Minho grinned cutely at the ridiculous pet name.

"We're getting a kitten!" he exclaimed.

Chan laughed. He hadn't expected that to be the request. Then again, he should have known. His boyfriend practically was a kitten.

"My parents never let me have one..." the younger explained with a pout that just about seemed to melt Chan's heart.

"In that case – who am I to say no," he replied, earning himself an excited hug that caused him to fall backwards onto the mattress before his giggly boyfriend began to pepper his whole face with kisses.

~

"Can we go home now?" Seungmin shouted over the loud music that seemed to blast through the entire beach house. He didn't know long they had already been at this party, but he had absolutely no desire to stay any longer.

"We only arrived half an hour ago! You can't seriously think about going home already when you didn't even have a drink yet!" Cody exclaimed in disbelief.

"Well, I'm not really a fan of sweaty, drunk people! And I don't plan on becoming one of them!" Seungmin insisted.

"No drinking, then!" Jisung compromised. "Let's just stay for one more hour! At least, the music is good," he added.

Seungmin rolled his eyes but agreed. An hour couldn't hurt if they didn't get drunk.

Jisung soon disappeared to dance while Cody led Seungmin to the kitchen, trying to find him something to drink.

"Here you go," Cody said, handing him a red plastic cup.

"What's that?" Seungmin asked suspiciously, eyeing the orange liquid.

The older boy chuckled. "Relax, it's... only juice. I couldn't find any soda, so I hope you're okay with that," he explained.

Seungmin took a careful sip from the cup. It tasted like orange juice.

"Yeah, I think this'll do..."

~

"So, Seungmin... that boyfriend of yours. Why isn't he here with you?" Cody questioned. They decided to stay in the kitchen since it was fairly quiet here.

"His mother didn't want him to. She hasn't even met me yet, but I feel like she already hates me," he mumbled.

"How could anyone hate you?" Cody said. Seungmin giggled and downed the rest of his juice. This had already been his third and he'd begun to feel woozy a while ago. It was weird, considering he hadn't had any alcohol.

"Here, have some more," Cody said, already handing him a new cup.

"Y'know, I could just drink from the same cup..." Seungmin pointed out, also downing that one quickly. "Where do you even get these so quickly?" he mumbled.

Cody smirked at him. "Magic."

Seungmin's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? You're a wizard, too?!" he questioned excitedly, jumping off the barstool he had been sitting on for the past... damn how much time had even passed?

He felt strangely wobbly on his feet and stumbled, only to be caught by Cody.

"Hey there, Mr Wizard. You okay?" he questioned.

Seungmin mumbled something even he couldn't decipher. Cody chuckled, his hands still on Seungmin's waist.

"I'm fine... just a little light-headed... maybe I should..." Seungmin trailed off, losing his trail of thought.

"You're really hot, you know that?" Cody suddenly said, not letting Seungmin go, and instead, pulling him closer.

"I have a b-boyfriend..." Seungmin slurred.

"He's not here, now is he?" Cody mumbled with a low chuckle.

"Hey... did you... did you put something in my cup?"

"Just a little vodka. Didn't think you'd be such a lightweight. You really do need to loosen up a little. Come on, let's have some fun," Cody said, smirking.

"No, I-I wanna go home..." Seungmin argued, weakly attempting to push Cody off.

However, the older's grip only tightened around him and next thing Seungmin knew, Cody's lips were on his. He hit his chest in protest, but his head was spinning too much from the alcohol and the older was much stronger than him.

~

Jisung had spent the past hour dancing and making casual conversation with strangers at this party. He had even been flirted with a few times, but he gently let everyone down, telling them that he had a girlfriend. He wanted to keep his promise to Seungmin, though, which meant that they should probably head home soon.

He made his way around the beach house to look for Seungmin and Cody.

He headed to the kitchen to see if he might find them there only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight. Cody was kissing Seungmin, which the younger clearly didn't appreciate, judging by the way he struggled to break free.

It was only a second before Jisung's instincts kicked in. He strode over and practically ripped Cody away from his friend, not hesitating very long before putting a solid punch right across his face.

"Get your hands off my friend, you creep!" he all but growled.

He wasn't the biggest fighter out there (on the contrary, he had lost the only fist fight he had ever been in), but he wouldn't just stand there and leave Seungmin on his own.

Cody took off, cursing and glaring at Jisung while holding his bleeding nose.

Jisung faced Seungmin, who was obviously drunk and holding on to the kitchen counter. He took a look at the cups splattered all around on the counter and figured that Cody must have gotten Seungmin drunk somehow. The mere thought made Jisung want to go after the older and hit him again.

"Are you okay?" Jisung questioned, worry evident in his voice. Seungmin nodded stiffly but seemed to be unable to stand without any form of support. Jisung slung his friend's arm around his shoulder while wrapping his own around Seungmin's waist.

"Let's get you out of here..."

~

After calling a cab, since Cody obviously wouldn't be their ride, Jisung focused on getting Seungmin to his cousin Youngkwan's house, since it was closer from here than Seungmin's own place.

Youngkwan opened the door, face immediately morphing into a concerned expression at the sight of Seungmin practically hanging limp from Jisung's side, half-asleep.

"What happened?" Youngkwan asked whisper-yelling.

"I'll explain in a minute. Let's just..." he trailed off, gesturing inside. They got Seungmin upstairs and put him in the guest room.

Jisung quietly explained what had happened, his blood still boiling with anger at Cody.

"I can't believe Cody would do this..." Youngkwan muttered in disbelief. "I'm going to kill him!"

Jisung held up both his hands to calm him down before glancing at Seungmin, who was fast asleep by now.

"Your wedding is tomorrow. Cody's not worth it. Just... maybe keep him away from Seungmin..."

"I hope he's smart enough not to show up..." Youngkwan said. Jisung couldn't agree more. There was no guarantee as to what he would do if he saw that guy ever again.

"Get some rest. I'll stay here with him..." Jisung told Youngkwan.

The older agreed reluctantly and left the two Ravenclaw's alone. Jisung sighed and sat down next to Seungmin's sleeping figure, leaning his back against the headboard.

~

Seungmin stirred awake around 4am.

Jisung had been nodding off a few times but was immediately alert when he caught his friend's movement.

"What time is it?" Seungmin croaked out, as he sat up. Jisung reached for the glass of water Youngkwan had placed on the nightstand beforehand, handing it to Seungmin.

"Almost 4. Do you... remember what happened?" he asked carefully.

Seungmin took a long sip of water.

"Cody spiked my juice..." he mumbled. "And... he kissed me. Oh my god, what have I done? Hyunjin's gonna–"

Jisung grabbed the younger's hand, interrupting his rambling.

"You did nothing wrong, you hear me!? It was all Cody! Hyunjin's going to understand. Calm down first..."

"Hyunjin can't find out! At least not yet..." Seungmin insisted.

Jisung raised his eyebrows. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea, Min. Keeping this from Hyunjin might do more harm than good," he pointed out.

Seungmin exhaled shakily. "I know, but I feel horrible about it. Let's at least wait until we're back..."

Jisung sighed. "Fine, but you have to tell him!" he insisted.

Seungmin nodded defeatedly before resting his head on his friend's shoulder. "Thanks for helping me earlier..." he muttered.

Jisung patted his leg. "Anytime."

They stayed like this for a while, just sitting in the dark room, Seungmin's head on Jisung's shoulder. The older began to doze off again when Seungmin suddenly spoke up, his voice quiet.

"I wanna go home..."

Jisung frowned. "To your place? It's the middle of the night..." he stated.

Seungmin made a disapproving noise. "Hogwarts. I wanna go back to Hogwarts," he clarified. "I miss Hyunjin." He sat up straight and looked at Jisung. "Is it... would it be okay if we left the day after my cousin's wedding? I know you wanted to see LA..."

Jisung gave him a reassuring smile. "It's okay. There's always next time. Don't worry about me."

He could imagine that Seungmin wanted to bring an ocean between Cody and himself as soon as possible.

He was just glad that the younger was alright.

~

Mrs Myoui gave both, Jinwoo and Mina, a once-over when they came down the stairs for dinner. She pursed her lips again.

"Flats, Mina? Why aren't you wearing heels?" she questioned in a strict tone. Jinwoo knew that Mina wasn't too fond of heels to begin with, and now, with the baby she had found a good excuse to hide them in the furthest corner of her closet.

"Sorry, mother. Those are just–"

"More comfortable," Mina's mother interrupted her coldly.

"It's just a St. Merlin's day dinner at home, mother..." Mina mumbled.

That seemed to set her mother off even more. "You're not going to get anywhere with this kind of attitude," she told her. She made a dismissive hand gesture. "Now, there's nothing we can do. Your father is already in the dining room," Mrs Myoui said, taking off without sparing either of them another glance.

Jinwoo took Mina's hand and squeezed it gently. "It's going to be okay, princess," he whispered, offering her a small smile.

They headed to the dining room where a man was standing talking to Mina's mother. Jinwoo saw his girlfriend's resemblance to the man immediately.

"Father," Mina said with a small voice.

Mr Myoui turned around and looked at his daughter. Mina approached him and gave him a quick hug.

"Father, I want to introduce you to Jinwoo. My boyfriend," she said.

Mr Myoui reached his hand out for Jinwoo to shake, which he did. He already seemed less cold than Mina's mother, though still very intimidating.

"You're the head boy, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir," Jinwoo replied.

"Are you taking good care of my daughter?" he questioned.

"I can take care of myself, father," Mina interfered.

Mr Myoui chuckled. "I'm just making sure," he told her.

"Um, should we sit down. I'm sure dinner's almost ready," she said with a somewhat forced tone in her voice.

Jinwoo gave her a glance. He knew that Mina got backaches when she spent too much time standing. Reading her face, Jinwoo could tell that she was straining.

"I'm sure dinner will be ready any minute. I'll tell Martha to bring some drinks..." Mrs Myoui said. "And for the love of Merlin, Mina. Fix your posture, will you? I raised you better than that!"

With that she left to head to the kitchen while her husband, Mina and Jinwoo sat down at the dinner table.

Jinwoo reached for his girlfriend's hand underneath the table. "So, when did you two start dating again?" Mr Myoui questioned, breaking the tense silence.

"Last summer, shortly before the end of the school year," Mina replied, giving Jinwoo a small smile, which he returned.

Mrs Myoui came back before the conversation could go on. Martha followed her with a tray of drinks. She set one glass in front of everyone.

"White wine, mother?" Mina questioned.

"It goes with tonight's dinner," her mother replied in her usual cold tone.

"Could I please get pumpkin juice instead, Martha," Mina addressed the house elf.

"Right away," Martha said, taking Mina's glass and taking it back to the kitchen.

"Something's not right," Mrs Myoui said, suspiciously squinting her eyes at her daughter.

Jinwoo felt Mina's grip around his hand tighten.

"The oversized clothing, the flats, your horrible posture and now the wine... I knew you were hiding something from the moment you stepped into this house!"

"Mother, I can explain–"

Mina's mother rose from her chair, a stern expression on her face. "Get up," she demanded.

Mina slumped her shoulders in defeat and did as she was told. Jinwoo got up with her, not keen on letting his girlfriend face her mother alone. Mina's father joined his wife's side, clearly more confused than her.

"Take off the blazer," Mrs Myoui said. Mina shut her eyes for a second. "Now!" her mother snapped. She had caught on.

There was no dragging it out now.

Reluctantly, Mina let go of Jinwoo's hand and slid the blazer off her shoulders. The black blouse she wore underneath was pretty wide as well, but not enough to hide the baby bump.

Mrs Myoui exhaled. "I knew it..." she mumbled.

Meanwhile, Mina's father stared at his daughter in utmost shock. "You're..." he trailed off. Mina lowered her head.

"And you haven't said a word," her mother spat.

"Please, we wanted to wait until after dinner," Jinwoo interfered.

"Quiet, half-blood! This is your fault!"

Mina's head snapped back up at her tone. "Don't talk to him like that! This isn't the 90s. Blood status means nothing," she spoke up.

Mrs Myoui looked at her with what could only be described at disdain.

"See, that's where you're wrong, child. Blood status means everything. Over the years people have only started to take it less seriously! You're not keeping this... this abomination."

Mina gasped. Jinwoo saw tears b in her eyes as she looked at her father for help.

"I'm disappointed in you, Mina. I thought we'd raised you better than that..." Mr Myoui said.

Jinwoo took a step forward, half-shielding his girlfriend from her parents' judging eyes.

"How can you be so cold to her? She's carrying your grandchild!"

"That is no grandchild of mine," Mrs Myoui spat with venom in her tone.

"She's not keeping the baby!" Mr Myoui agreed firmly.

Jinwoo could feel Mina grab on to his arm. "Yes, I am and there's nothing you can do about it," she said, her voice determined.

"Then get out and don't show your face here again," her mother snapped.

For a second, Mina just stared at her with wide eyes, tears still threatening to fall. The next moment, her face hardened, and she grabbed her boyfriend's arm.

"Fine, come on, Jinwoo."

~

After the two of them had gotten their things they came back down the stairs. Mina's parents were nowhere in sight.

"Miss Myoui..." Martha spoke up. She was cowering by the foot of the stairs.

"Martha... I'm sorry, but it seems like we won't see each other again," Mina said, crouching down next to her.

"They're very angry..." Martha said.

Jinwoo could clearly see the fear in the elf's eyes. It seemed like Mina could see it too.

"You want to leave, don't you?" she asked carefully. Martha looked around to make sure that the Myouis were really out of sight before she nodded slowly.

Mina gave her a kind smile, before reaching into her bag. She pulled out a blue scarf and wrapped it around the house elf's neck.

"Here... view it as a parting gift," she said.

Martha took the ends of the scarf and looked at them. "I'm...free?" the elf asked.

Mina's smile widened, and she nodded. "We both are. You're free to do whatever you like now," she told her as she got back up, taking Jinwoo's hand.

"Goodbye, Martha. Thank you for always looking after me."

~

"That was really sweet of you, you know..." Jinwoo said as they walked down the street, not really knowing where they were going.

Mina smiled a little. "I couldn't just leave her there with them. I always planned on freeing her, but I was too scared they'd get angry... she was my only friend in that house..." she told her boyfriend.

"I'm sorry things went like this," Jinwoo mumbled in an apologetic tone. "I really didn't think they'd..." he trailed off.

"Kick me out? Honestly, I'm not surprised..." Mina replied, sounding more casual that he had expected.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jinwoo asked her.

"I'm fine..." she insisted, though Jinwoo figured that it was a lie. He would take her hand again, but he was carrying both their bags, so that would have to wait until later.

"What are we going to do now?" she questioned.

"Well, I say we head to my parents' place. We could just take the subway if you want. It's cheaper than the Knight Bus," Jinwoo suggested.

"Sure, let's do that," Mina said with a small chuckle.

"By the way... I want you to know that your blood status really doesn't mean anything to me..." she added, growing serious again.

Jinwoo looked at her. "I know that, princess. Don't worry about it," he assured her.

Mina stopped walking, causing Jinwoo to do the same.

"I just... I feel like I should have said more. They shouldn't go around reducing people to their blood status," she told him.

Jinwoo set down the bags on the floor and reached for both her hands. "You did everything right. No matter what your parents think of me... I love you."

"I love you too," Mina answered with a small smile before she pulled Jinwoo into a hug.

~

The morning after their arrival, Minho gave Chan a house tour after breakfast, since they didn't really get around to do it the previous day.

The place was huge, so it took them quite a while to cover everything.

"...and here we have the winter garden," Minho said when they arrived at their final destination.

Chan looked around in awe. "It's gorgeous!" he exclaimed.

"Agreed..." the younger trailed off. When Chan caught the younger's gaze he realized that he hadn't meant the winter garden at all, instead Minho was looking at him. Chan blushed at his words...

"So... um... that party that's happening here today... what exactly is it?" Chan questioned, trying to change subjects to distract himself from his heated cheeks and the way his heart fluttered.

"It's basically a stuck-up family gathering where everyone brown-noses each other and brags about what they've accomplished in their lives," Minho explained with a bitter tone. "I would have skipped it, but my parents insisted on me showing my here and bringing my lovely boyfriend while I'm at it..." he trailed off.

"Well, I'm honored to be serving as moral support," Chan told him with a grin.

Minho chuckled and faced him completely, wrapping his arms around the older's waist.

"You know I love you, right?" Minho said quietly. Chan blushed again, but he kept the grin on his face, while putting his own arms around his boyfriend's neck.

"I know... I love you, too," he replied.

Just as they were leaning in for a kiss, someone cleared their throat, causing them to pull apart.

Minho's mother stood in the entrance to the winter garden, her expression displeased.

"Minho, our guests will be here at 5pm sharp. Please make sure you're ready by then!" Chan could tell that his boyfriend was trying to suppress an eye-roll.

"Yes mother..." Minho replied with a sigh, reaching for Chan's hand and dragging him past her and to his room.

~

Chan stood around awkwardly as Minho made his round to greet all his relatives a few hours later. His boyfriend's smile was tense and awkward, and Chan could tell that he would love to just disappear.

At one point, Chan excused himself to get something to drink.

This formal party made him feel incredibly out of place and it wasn't just for the weird stares he got from Minho's relatives.

A middle-aged lady came up to him just as he grabbed a glass of whatever fancy drinks Minho's parents served at this party from a waiter.

"So, you're my nephew's... boyfriend," she spoke up, giving him a judging once over.

He had borrowed one of Minho's fanciest suits, so he figured that he couldn't look too bad – even though he might not pull it off as well as his boyfriend.

"Yes, ma'am. My name is Bang Chan," he introduced himself.

"Bang... like our former Minister for Magic?" the lady, Minho's aunt, questioned with slight interest in her voice. Chan scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Yes, but I'm afraid we're not related..." he told her.

She looked disappointed. "Well, I suppose we can't do anything about our families, now can we..."

With that she took off.

"You're damn right about that..." Chan mumbled under his breath.

He couldn't find Minho anywhere when he got back to the place he'd last seen him. He had no intentions of running into yet another one of his boyfriend's judgmental relatives, so he decided to look for him.

Chan figured that Minho wouldn't just head back to his room without getting him first, so he excluded that possibility for now.

Maybe he wanted to flee for a while and went to kitchen. Chan headed there next and it seemed like he had been lucky, as he could hear his boyfriend's voice on the other side of the door. He seemed to be with his mother, judging by the other voice in the room, so he decided not to interfere for now.

"I can tolerate you dating boys... but him? I'm not sure he fits our standards, Minho."

Chan furrowed his brows at the woman's words. He knew she didn't exactly approve of him, but he didn't think he had done anything wrong that would cause her to say that.

"Standards?" Minho's voice spoke up; his tone sounded exasperated. "Because he's not a pureblood? Or because he' not aspiring to become a ministry marionette like dad?!"

"Watch your tone, young man!" Minho's mother snapped. A short silence followed, then a sigh. "You weren't like this before. I feel like this boy is tainting you!"

Chan didn't stick around after that, not wanting to hear another one of Mrs Lee's vicious words. He appreciated Minho sticking up for him, but he didn't want to come between his boyfriend and his family.

He clearly wasn't in a party mood anymore, so he just headed to Minho's room, waiting for the younger to return. He changed out of his boyfriend's suit and into something more comfortable, before sitting down on Minho's bed, resting his back against the wall.

~

Minho had checked all over for Chan downstairs after he had walked out on his mother. When he couldn't find them among the guests, he just decided to check his room.

For good reason, as it turned out. He found his boyfriend curled up in a ball on his bed, seemingly asleep.

Chan stirred awake when Minho sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to run a hand through the older's curly locks.

"Are you okay? You were gone so suddenly," he questioned softly. Chan groaned sleepily and sat up. Minho chuckled at his boyfriend's cute messy hair.

"I don't want you and your parents to fight because of me..." Chan said, his voice still thick with sleep.

Minho's smile faltered. "You heard that?" The older just nodded. Minho sighed and shifted into a cross-legged position across from him.

"My mom's a . We fight all the time," he told him.

Chan pouted. "Still... she obviously hates me. She thinks I'm not good enough for you," he argued. Minho placed his hands on his boyfriend's thighs.

"Then we'll prove her wrong. I think she might just need some time. If she got to know you..." he trailed off. He knew that it would take more than time for his mother to accept Chan.

"Are you sure it would not be easier if you just–" Minho cut his boyfriend off with a peck on the lips before he could finish his sentence.

"No, it would not. My parents don't control my life and I want to be with you. They're just gonna have to accept that. I told my mother to it!" he explained determinedly.

He wasn't about to let Chan go only because of his mother's so-called standards.

"You did?" Chan asked, causing Minho to chuckle slightly.

"Well, no. But I wanted to. Instead, I told her that I love you and that her standards mean nothing to me," he replied. "Listen, we can leave if you want to," he added, not wanting Chan to feel uncomfortable.

The older shook his head. "No, let's stay. Maybe it'll get better after a while. We only have a few days left anyway..." he said, giving his boyfriend a reassuring smile. Minho hoped he was right, for Chan's sake and his own.

~

Hyunjin hadn't expected Seungmin back so soon, without any kind of warning, but that didn't mean he wasn't happy to see him.

He practically ran into Jisung and Seungmin in the entrance hall.

"Hey, I thought you weren't going to be back until the end of the week," he exclaimed, pulling his boyfriend into a hug.

Seungmin chuckled, though it sounded a little awkward. He pulled out of the hug and looked at him.

"We came back a little early. I missed you," he told the older and gave him a short peck on the lips.

"I missed you, too," Hyunjin replied with a giddy smile.

Seungmin wasn't looking into his eyes, which seemed a little weird, but he figured the younger was just tired.

"I should go take a nap, the flight was pretty long..." he said, confirming Hyunjin's thoughts.

The older nodded and let him head up to the Ravenclaw common room, Jisung following close behind.

For some reason, Hyunjin still couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He was ripped out of his thoughts by a hand coming to rest on his shoulder.

"Was that Seungmin and Jisung just now?" Hyunjin turned to see Changbin following his gaze to where the two Ravenclaws were climbing up the stairs.

"Yeah, they came back early..." Hyunjin mumbled, still a little distracted by the weird feeling in his chest.

"You good?" Changbin questioned.

Hyunjin finally snapped out of it completely. "I think so..."

~

"What was that?" Jisung questioned once the two of them had entered the Ravenclaw dorms.

"What was what?" Seungmin asked, carelessly tossing his luggage aside before letting himself fall onto his bed.

"You didn't tell him!" the older Ravenclaw exclaimed in disbelief.

"Oh, yeah I should have been like 'hey, Hyunjin I missed you, oh by the way, this older guy got me drunk and kissed me at a party I never wanted to go to!' I'm sure that would have been just great," Seungmin told him sarcastically.

Jisung sighed and sat down on his own bed.

"Okay, you have a point. But you shouldn't put it off too much. I'm pretty sure he already caught on that something's wrong. You know how attentive he is..." Jisung told him.

Seungmin groaned. "I don't want to talk about this to him... what if he hates me?"

Jisung waved off. "You know very well that Hyunjin could never hate you. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be honest with him," he told the younger.

"I know..." Seungmin mumbled. "I'll tell him... eventually..."

~

Seungmin wasn't avoiding Hyunjin.

Not at all.

He just simply tried not to run into him.

"You're avoiding him," Jisung deadpanned when Seungmin tried to explain himself to his best friend a few days later when he buried himself underneath a stack of books at the library.

"I'm not avoiding him. I just need to figure out how to tell him," Seungmin replied stubbornly.

"Tell me what?" Hyunjin's voice suddenly spoke up.

Seungmin jumped in his seat, looking up at his boyfriend with slightly widened eyes. Hyunjin chuckled as he let himself fall down next to him, putting an arm around his waist.

"You're really hard to come by these days..." he addressed the younger jokingly.

Jisung gave Seungmin a pointed look before he rose from his seat.

"I have to go meet Eunseo. She wanted to take a closer look at my new tattoo," he announced with a small smirk before he left the two of them alone.

"His what?" Hyunjin questioned. Seungmin tried to focus on his book again, but it was hard to do so when his boyfriend was right next to him.

"Okay, what's going on?" Hyunjin questioned.

Seungmin shrugged. "Nothing..." he lied. He didn't have to look at his boyfriend to know that he was giving him a look. Seungmin exhaled shakily. He didn't want to talk about it, but he also couldn't keep lying to Hyunjin.

"Talk to me, love..." Hyunjin mumbled.

Seungmin didn't expect to tear up, but he did. That seemed to alarm Hyunjin even more, as he pulled his boyfriend into a hug.

"I'm sorry," Seungmin muttered into the crook of his neck, followed by a small sob. Hyunjin threw a worried look in the direction of the librarian, who luckily seemed too busy to pay attention to them.

"Seungmin, what happened? What's wrong?" he questioned, sounding slightly desperate, not knowing how he could help his boyfriend.

Eventually, Seungmin pulled back and wiped at his eyes.

"The reason we came back early..." he trailed off.

Hyunjin perked up. He had been asking himself why Seungmin and Jisung had decided to leave LA so soon, but he hadn't thought that the reason was bad enough to make Seungmin cry.

"We spent some time with my cousin's friend Cody. He's older and in muggle college... he invited us to a party and we agreed. I insisted on staying sober, so Cody took me to the kitchen..." he trailed off. He could tell that Hyunjin already didn't like where this was going. "Well, long story short he ended up getting me drunk... and um..." Seungmin's voice trembled. "He kissed me. I tried to fight him off, but he wouldn't let me go and then Jisung showed up and punched him in the face and we left..."

Seungmin fiddled with his fingers and looked at his own lap, afraid of Hyunjin's reaction.

"I... I understand if you're mad at me now. That's already the second time another guy kissed me, and I know I should have told you earlier, but I was just scared..." Seungmin added, his voice still shaky and small. He didn't dare to look Hyunjin in the eye.

"Oh, I'm mad, alright..." Hyunjin said. What Seungmin didn't expect was for Hyunjin to reach for his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. "But I'm not mad at you. If anything, I want to fly to LA right now and kill this Cody character for daring to lay a hand on you..." Seungmin finally looked at him.

His tone was rough and angry, but his touch was gentle which made the younger believe that Hyunjin really wasn't angry at him.

Seungmin didn't really know what to say, so he just hugged his boyfriend again, relieved to finally get this huge burden off his chest. Hyunjin returned his hug, immediately making Seungmin feel the slightest bit better.

~

"Jinwoo, what if they hate me?" Mina asked once they had reached Jinwoo's house and were standing on the doorstep.

"They won't hate you, princess. I know things didn't go well with your parents, but I'm absolutely sure that mine will love you just as much as I do!" he assured her, setting down one of the bags to ring the doorbell.

It didn't take much time for a woman with greying hair to open the door, her eyes widening when she spotted him standing there.

"Jinwoo!" she exclaimed, immediately pulling him into a hug.

"Hey, mom..."

"I didn't expect to see you for another three days! If I had known I would have cooked a big meal..." she rambled as she took a step back to give him a once-over. "Have you grown since last summer?" she questioned before her eyes landed on Mina who was trying not to draw any attention to herself.

Mrs Park gasped in delight. "Is that Mina?" she exclaimed excitedly.

"U-um yes, hello," Mina said awkwardly.

Mrs Park reached for her hands. "Let me look at you, child. Jinwoo's told me so much about you, I feel like I know you already! He wasn't lying when he said you were beautiful, you're literally glowing! And–" her gaze fell onto Mina's belly and her eyes lit up knowingly.

"I see how it is... come on in, you two," she said already dragging Mina inside, sitting her down on the couch while Jinwoo followed with the bags.

"M-Mrs Park, we can explain–" Mina stammered, scared of the woman's reaction to her obvious baby bump.

"No need, how far along are you?" she questioned.

She didn't seem mad, much to Jinwoo's relief.

"According to Madame Pomfrey, 25 weeks..." Mina replied.

"Mom, we actually came here to tell you about it. It seemed weird to do in a letter... um, where's dad?" Jinwoo questioned, looking around for his father.

Mrs Park got up. "Right, I'll fetch him, then we can continue our talk. Make yourself right at home, darling. Are you comfortable, do you need anything? Tea? Water?" she addressed Mina.

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you," Mina waved off.

Mrs Park hurried off to find Jinwoo's father and the two of them were alone for a second.

Jinwoo chuckled, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders. "See, she already loves you," he told her.

Mina seemed much more relaxed already. Jinwoo was glad that his mother had reacted positively to the baby bump. He just hoped his father would be the same.

Soon enough, both his parents entered the living room and Jinwoo rose from the couch to greet his father with a hug. He had grown taller than him by now, as he noticed.

Many people always pointed out their striking resemblance, telling Jinwoo that if he put on glasses he would look exactly like his old man.

"Dad, I want you to meet Mina," he told his father after their pulled apart.

Mina looked like she was about to get up, but Mrs Park waved off.

"You should sit, darling. I bet you're exhausted from the journey," she said and Jinwoo knew that Mina agreed, even though she didn't say anything.

"It's nice to meet you, Mina. Jinwoo has told us a lot about you!" Mr Park told her with a friendly smile, which Mina couldn't help but return. "Seriously, he would write pages and pages just about you," he added, causing Jinwoo to blush just a little bit.

His mother almost jumped in excitement. "Tell your father the good news!" she exclaimed.

"Uh... well..." Jinwoo trailed off, looking back at Mina. "You're going to be a grandfather!"

Mr Park looked at him for a few seconds, before his eyes wandered over to Mina on the couch and her baby bump. For a second, Jinwoo feared his reaction, but then he broke into a smile and patted his son's shoulder.

"My little boy... I guess you've grown up, huh," he croaked out. Jinwoo realized that his father was on the verge of tears.

"Honey are you crying?" his mother questioned, sounding slightly amused as she handed her husband a tissue.

"Of course not... it's just not everyday that you find out you're going to have a grandchild!"

"That reminds me, Mina, darling. Are you hungry? We can order anything!" Mrs Park addressed her again.

Mina looked like she was about to decline when her stomach grumbled, giving her away. Mrs Park chuckled. "How about some chicken?"

Mina grinned sheepishly. "That would be great," she admitted.

~

Not long after, the Parks and Mina sat at the small dining table in the kitchen, while eating chicken.

"Is there a particular reason you two showed up early?" Mr Park questioned.

Mina and Jinwoo exchanged a look. "Well," Mina began. "We stopped by at my parents' house first to tell them about the baby, but, um..."

"They didn't take it very well..." Jinwoo stepped in.

"Are you saying...?" his mother trailed off with widened eyes.

Jinwoo nodded. "They kicked her out because she refused to give up the baby..."

Mina lowered her head while munching on some chicken, causing Jinwoo to put an arm around her shoulders again.

"They kicked you out?" Mrs Park exclaimed in disbelief.

Mina nodded. "Then we'll help you two find a place after graduation! And until then... you can stay with us. How does that sound?" Mr Park said.

Mina looked up again, her eyes slightly widened. "Oh, you don't have to do that! I wouldn't want to impose!"

Jinwoo's parents both waved off. "You're not imposing! You're family now," Mrs Park said with a friendly smile on her face.

Jinwoo smiled at his parents. He couldn't feel happier about them accepting Mina so easily.

After the coldness they had experienced from his girlfriend's parents, he felt warm and safe in the comfort of his own home. He just hoped Mina felt the same.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of the front door opening and falling shut.

"Seems like Byungjin is home!" Mrs Park said, and really, a few seconds later, Jinwoo's older brother stood in the door way. His eyes landed first on his brother and then on Mina. He grinned.

"I didn't think you were actually telling the truth when you said you two were dating!" Byungjin addressed Jinwoo.

Jinwoo was confused to say the least when Mina chuckled and got up to give Byungjin a hug.

"Wait, how do you two know each other?" he questioned.

"We were in the same house before he graduated," Mina explained. "I just didn't realize you two were brothers," she added, looking from Byungjin to Jinwoo and back. "Though, I do see the resemblance now."

Mr and Mrs Park chuckled fondly. Byungjin seemed to take notice of Mina's baby bump, because his eyes widened, and he looked at Jinwoo.

"Oh right..." Jinwoo trailed off. "You're going to be an uncle, congratulations!"

Byungjin's eyes widened even more. "How did that happen?!" he asked in disbelief. Mina took her seat next to Jinwoo again, probably not wanting to stand much longer than she had to.

"It happened pretty much the usual way, I'd say," Jinwoo joked as Byungjin also finally took a seat.

"Wow... um... so, am I going to get a niece or a nephew?" he questioned.

Mina and Jinwoo exchanged a look. "We don't know, it's going to be a surprise," Mina told him with a small smile on her face.

Jinwoo was glad that despite everything, his girlfriend seemed to be looking forward to this baby. He sure knew he was.

Maybe they were young, and they had only been together for a year, but he wouldn't change a thing, not even if he could.

Well, apart from Mina's parents' reaction. It must have hit her hard to face such rejection from her own parents...

~

After dinner, Jinwoo's mom decided it would be best to embarrass her son a little by showing Mina some old baby pictures of him.

The two of them seemed to get along pretty well and Jinwoo would rather not be around to witness them fawn over how "adorable" he was.

He decided to help his father and brother with the dishes, instead.

"So, when exactly did you and Mina happen anyway?" Byungjin questioned.

"About a year ago," Jinwoo replied, taking a plate from his father to dry off.

"You're sure moving fast," Byungjin chuckled.

Jinwoo laughed. "I can't say it was planned..."

"Didn't you get into trouble though?" Jinwoo's father questioned.

"Oh yeah, lots. It was messy, really. But everything's okay now," his son answered.

"And Mina? Is she okay after what her parents did?" Mr Park asked.

Jinwoo looked at into the general direction of the living room where he knew his girlfriend was.

"I'm not sure yet... it's definitely better for her to be out of there. But they said some pretty harsh things to her. I'm sure she'll need some time to get over it..." Jinwoo explained, thinking back to the coldness in Mrs Myoui's voice when she called their baby an abomination.

He sure hoped that woman would stay out of their lives for good.

~

"Your mom's really nice," Mina said, as the two of them made their way to Jinwoo's room to get ready for bed.

Mina seemed exhausted after the long day they had had and Jinwoo couldn't wait to grant her the rest she needed.

"She's just very caring. I knew she would love you the minute she met you," Jinwoo told her.

He opened the door to his room and let her step inside. Mina looked around with a small smile on her face.

"This room is so you," she mumbled with a chuckle. Jinwoo's room was tidy but cozy, nonetheless. He had put lots of effort into choosing the right furniture and decoration.

"Who's that?" Mina suddenly questioned in amusement, holding up a little brown teddy bear that had been sitting on the bed. Jinwoo snatched it from her grip and hid it behind his back.

"That's... nobody," he lied. She laughed.

"Nobody, huh?"

Jinwoo pouted. "His name's Youngjin. He was a present and he fits the aesthetic, okay?" he mumbled, showing the bear again.

"He's cute," Mina said, taking the teddy bear back and gently placing it back on the bed. She kept looking around until her eyes landed on something else that made her raise an eyebrow.

"Is that a ty mechanic girls calendar?" she questioned. Jinwoo's eyes widened and he whirled around to quickly take the calendar off the wall.

"That was a present as well. I really needed a calendar," he muttered, quickly throwing the object into his desk drawer.

Mina laughed, which was probably a good thing, considering she could have also gotten mad at him for owning that calendar. She sat down on Jinwoo's bed.

"It's not very fancy, but I hope it's enough for my princess anyway," Jinwoo told her.

She smiled faintly. "I grew up with fancy things and believe me, it's not always worth it..." she trailed off. "This is better," she added. Jinwoo sat down next to her and laced their fingers together.

"You know, it's okay to feel sad about what happened. They're your parents," he started carefully.

Mina exhaled shakily before resting her head on her boyfriend's shoulder.

"Are they really? Would real parents do what they did?" she questioned, though it seemed more like she was talking to herself than Jinwoo. "What if I become like my mother? I don't want our child to ever feel like I did today..." she continued.

Jinwoo gently squeezed Mina's hand. "You're never going to become like her. Not with a heart as big and kind as yours..." he assured her. She sniffled a little bit and reached up to wipe her eyes.

"I hope you're right..." she muttered.

Jinwoo pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. "I know I am. Now you should probably get some rest... it's been a long day," he told her and rose from the bed.

"Where are you going?" Mina questioned.

"To get an inflatable mattress. I know how restless you get at night lately and I don't want to disturb you in this tiny bed," Jinwoo explained.

Mina smiled at him. "You're the best, you know that?" she told him.

He grinned. "Yeah, I know," he replied before leaving the room to get the mattress.

~

The past few days had been pretty tense between Minho's parents and Chan. He liked Minho's place, though. There was so much to do, since the whole property was so big.

The two of them often played some Quidditch in the backyard – which was almost as huge as an entire Quidditch field.

One night when Minho's parents were out they even raided the wine cellar to "have some fun," as Minho put it.

Chan wasn't happy that Minho's parents disliked him so much, but he was glad that their son didn't give a damn about their opinion and chose to be with him instead.

They were currently hanging out in the younger's room, cuddled up together in his bed.

"Maybe we should visit your parents next time," Minho spoke up, chuckling.

Chan grinned. "I'm sure they'd be delighted to meet you," he agreed. "We could visit them this summer if you like..." he continued.

"I'd love that..."

~

Their last evening arrived pretty soon, meaning that they had to have their last dinner with Minho's parents before going back to Hogwarts in the morning.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay here, Chan," Minho's mother spoke up.

"I did, thank you for having me," Chan replied. Eating with Minho's parents was always tense, but tonight it was extra awkward.

"And you didn't feel out of place or anything? Considering that this isn't usually your... scene" Minho's father threw in.

It sounded challenging, almost like he was testing him. Chan slowly put down his fork. He's had enough of their little jabs at his social status.

"I know what you think of me. You think that I'm not a good fit for your son; I'm just an average student with the ambition of becoming a professional Quidditch player. I may not be meeting your standards, but I love Minho. I want to give him the world and make him the happiest guy alive, maybe even marry him one day. So, with all due respect, I don't care what you think of me and I won't ask for your permission to love him."

Mr and Mrs Lee looked shocked at Chan's sudden outburst, but he needed to get it off his chest. Minho grinned and reached for his hand.

"If you'll excuse us. We still have to pack our stuff for our departure tomorrow," he announced and pulled Chan to his feet with him.

Minho only spoke up when the door to his room had fallen shut behind them. "Did you mean what you said back there?" he questioned.

Chan blushed and averted his gaze. "I did... I mean, obviously I didn't mean like right now... but it's a nice thought to play with..." he explained shyly.

Minho cupped Chan's reddened cheeks to make him look at him.

"You're cute..." he trailed off.

"I'm not..." the older argued with a playful pout on his lips.

Minho grinned and kissed him. "Yeah you are. I love you, Bang Chan," mumbled against his lips.

Chan felt all warm and mushy and so unusually shy, hugging Minho and burying his face in the crook of his neck while mumbling a soft "I love you, too..."

After a while they pulled apart and decided to pack their stuff for tomorrow.

If Chan was quite honest, he really couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts, no matter how much he liked Minho's place. But this, sharing a room with the younger and actually living under the same roof had given him a taste of what it might be like once they'd move in together.

~

"I'm sorry, I put you through this," Minho said once they had arrived back at the castle.

They had stopped in the entrance hall where they would soon have to part ways. Chan waved off.

"I wanted to come along, so don't apologize. And who knows, your parents might grow to like me, after all. I'm wonderful," he joked.

Minho chuckled. "You are..."

"Well, I hope you can live without my wonderfulness until tomorrow because I gotta go," he told Minho with a grin.

The younger pouted. "I guess I could try..." he said.

"Seriously, though, thanks for inviting me to come along. Despite everything, I had lots of fun," Chan told him, growing more serious again.

Minho smiled. "I hope visiting your parents will go a little smoother, though," he replied.

Chan couldn't help but agree. However, knowing his parents, they would most likely love Minho.

"We'll find out this summer..."

~

The next day the group sat together at breakfast, talking about their short vacation.

"How did telling your parents about the baby go?" Chan asked Jinwoo and Mina. They had gotten back last this morning.

"My parents weren't happy at all. Jinwoo's were... delighted, actually," Mina replied. "Anyway, how did it go for you?"

"Oh, Minho's parents loved me," Chan said sarcastically, causing his boyfriend to chuckle.

"That bad, huh," Jisung commented.

Minho put an arm around Chan's shoulders. "He told them off, though. It was cute, and they were shocked, so it was a win-win for me," he announced with a wide grin.

They kept exchanging their stories throughout breakfast before classes started and they had to part ways. The last two weeks of class had officially begun, and they couldn't help but wonder what this summer would bring them.