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hogwarts meme

THE HOGWARTS MEME

Welcome to Hogwarts! Student, professor or ghost, you have been sorted!

How to play
① Tag in with your name/series/hogwarts house/profession. The latter can be a student, professor or anything else! For example, Jane Doe/That Oldie Zombie Series/Gryffindor/7th-Year
② Go to RNG and roll 1-10. That's your scenario!
③ Tag around!
④ Have fun. :)

Scenarios

① Transfiguration. Pay attention and maybe your teacup will turn into a whole rat instead of just a furry piece of nonsense! Ask someone for help.
② Potions. ~~Watch out for Snape.~~ How's that nastily complicated brew coming along, by the way? Looks like one of you screwed it up!
③ Charms. A relatively easy class ... when your friend isn't bugging you. The trouble is that you're both having too much fun together to concentrate.
④ History of Magic. ... IT'S JUST SO MUCH FUN. Spice up the lesson with your buddy's help!
⑤ Par-tay in the Common Room. Who the heck knows why it's going on, but you're not missing out on this for anything and neither is your friend! Who cares if they're not from the same House, right?
⑥ Quidditch. Training or playing an official inter-house match? Showing off or just trying to stay airborne? Good luck and don't fall off your broom!
⑦ Detention. Shelling out manky old exoskeletons bare-handed? Re-alphabetising an entire section of the library all night long? Maybe you're unfortunate enough to have been grouped together in the Forbidden Forest.
⑧ The Astronomy Tower. Whether a late night class or a romantic evening together, the stars are beautiful.
⑨ Hogsmeade. You have a whole day here with your friends! Where will you go and what are you up to?
⑩ The Great Hall. Breakfast? Lunch? Dinner? A feast sure sounds nice, be it for Halloween or Christmas. Celebrate together!

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No matter how tempting it might be, Steve didn't turn around as the paper bird flew away. Whoever had transformed it had wanted to be anonymous and he'd try to respect that. Though, it sounded like whoever it was had been sitting at the back of the classroom. Steve just hoped that his admirer wouldn't leave before he had a chance to send him a message.

As the rest of the class began to leave, Steve grabbed a piece of paper, writing 'It depends on who's asking' in scrawling letters so that it was obvious that he wasn't going to hide from the subject and crumpled the note into a ball.

Steve could probably work the spell even if the paper wasn't about the same size and shape as what he wanted, but it helped. And it would roll easily as he dropped it onto the floor when the classroom was mostly empty, transforming it into a gerbil before the note hit the floor, nudging it lightly with his foot.

"Find your friend." The gerbil scampered across the floor as Steve began putting away his books, fidgeting with his sketchbook as he tried to be patient and give the spelled note time to get to his admirer.

Tony ended up swatting Xavier with his book before shoving it in his bag. Charles and the rest all kept asking when he'd quit being an idiot and just ask the guy out... but he'd neglected to mention that his one time he'd wanted to ask fell apart. He'd been ready to march up to the school and ask Steve out... or... something to that affect.

Then he'd seen Steve and how much he'd changed over the summer... All of the bravery bled out of him as the blonde started seeming to need him less and less. Well, it wasn't like Steve ignored him. He didn't try to avoid him. It just... got a little discouraging when people surrounded him like he was the new idol to worship on school grounds.

So... he'd mulled around and half tried to say something only to run away. Because Steve could pick any girl in the school now. He didn't have to spend all his time with Tony.

In fact, Tony was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn't notice the gerbil till it started climbing up his pant leg. Stooping down, he gently scooped it up and smiled a little. Whispering the spell, he snorted at the crumpled ball. Give a guy origami and you get a paper wad in return. Wait...

The blush went scarlet now as he opened up the sheet of paper and read it. Dark eyes shot up to Steve and he suddenly scooped up all his things ready to make a run for it. Steve caught him. What if... he didn't like him like that? What if he... He needed to run... now.

Steve knew how to be patient. Spending so much time in a sickbed had made patience one of the most important lessons he'd had to learn. But that didn't mean he liked being patient.

But whether he liked it or not, he waited, flipping through his sketchbook, lingering over drawings he'd done of Tony so that his admirer would have time to send him another message. Eventually, he pulled out the pencil that always was kept in the book, nervously running it along the cover, hoping that another crane would land on his shoulder.

When he figured that the classroom had to be empty, he finally put his things in his messenger back, head bowed as he made sure the sketchbook was in the special zippered pocket that he always kept it in.

The note had probably been a prank. A way to tease the kid who had been the running joke for years. It hadn't meant anything even if the spell had been familiar. Someone had probably overheard Tony use and and decided it'd be fun to use it on Tony's best friend. It didn't mean what he'd hoped. It was a prank. Nothing else.

Slinging the strap onto his shoulder, Steve took a look around the floor, making sure the gerbil hadn't been abandoned. Even if it was paper, he wouldn't let it get stepped on. Maybe he'd keep it as a gerbil for awhile so it could keep Tony's experiments company.

The problem with being in love... happened to lie in the fact he couldn't walk away from Steve. Which was likely why he was still standing there looking like a lobster, the paper in his hand. He'd not noticed Steve, not yet... and where he didn't know what to write back, he'd simply wrote 'I love you' on the paper.

At the sight of it, he sighed. His handwriting would give it away right away... there was no way he could send it back. But the moment he heard Steve's footsteps, the first reaction was to crumble it back up and hurried whisper the spell to change it back into the gerbil. Probably not his best idea... but it hid the note for now.

Still flushed bright red, he held the gerbil in his hand and looked like he might implode. "Steve! Hey! What did we learn about today? I um.. starting... writing something else and yeah... I mean I can catch up easy, sure." He already had the text memorized. Cept he was so flustered, he couldn't think straight.

"Oh hey! Is this yours?" He thrust the gerbil forward without thinking. Act first and ask questions later. That's why he suddenly realized his error. Oh... not good. "It's... it's really cute." Steve may have to pry it out of his fingers now...

It'd been stupid of him to think that the note had been Tony. Yeah, it'd been Tony's spell, but Tony didn't think of him like that. They were best friends. Nothing more. They wouldn't be anything more than that.

No matter how much he might hope for that, especially when he realized that Tony was the one who was waiting after class.

Except, Tony always waited for him so that wasn't proof of anything. Neither was the fact that his best friend hadn't been paying attention in class since the Ravenclaw rarely payed attention in class unless he needed to help Steve pass one of the exams. "Um, we went over chapter six. There wasn't anything in the lecture that wasn't in the book so you should be okay."

Though, it was kind of weird that Tony was flushed like that and holding the gerbil like it was a wild animal. Maybe Tony didn't like rodents. Or animals that weren't his creations. It couldn't be because of the note since Tony wouldn't give it back to him if he'd read it.

Scooping up the creature before Tony started freaking out, Steve cradled it against his chest, gently running his fingertips along its back. "Thanks, Tony. I - uh - made him. I wanted to send someone a note but..."

But whoever it was meant for hadn't stayed to read his answer. Sighing, he unwound his scarf from his neck and bundled the gerbil up in it so it wouldn't get cold. "Um - where were you headed? I was going to go to the library but I can't with my new friend."

"Yeah... I have that section down." Literally. He was amazing with charms. Making things was one of his best abilities. But then, if he put his mind to anything he could accomplish it. But that didn't mean he didn't flush more when Steve managed to get the gerbil away from him. In the end he clutched the strap of his bag tightly and looked down.

Where he saw the paper crane where it tumbled to his seat. Snatching it up, he made a displeased sound when he bent it a little and tried to carefully but quickly shove it in his bag. "You did a great job... he's very life like... I mean... he even tried to crawl up my leg ear--" Oops. Right, quick! "In either case, he made me think of you so I knew it was yours."

Pausing, he fidgeted a little. "How do you know he didn't write back?" And the flush was back full force. "I mean... You never know. People follow you around all the time." Except he gave away that he knew it was a 'he'.

"I was going to... you know... go hide in my makeshift labspace." And sulk himself to death over his own stupidity. "But you know you could change the gerbil back for while you're... or not..." What was wrong with him today??

"Thanks. I didn't really have time to work on it, but he's pretty good." The gerbil wiggled a little, demanding attention so Steve began petting it again until it settled happily in his scarf. "Too bad I can't keep him like this."

Eventually, he'd have to turn it back and... maybe Tony was right and his admirer had written back. Though, it was strange that Tony had assumed that the note was for a guy. Tony didn't know what the original note had said but everyone knew how terrible Steve was at trying to talk to girls... So that was kind of not an option.

So, it made sense. Kind of.

But the gerbil was supposed to find its friend. So it should've went to the paper crane. Glancing around he didn't see it, but that didn't mean it wasn't nearby. Or...

It might climb up someone's leg to get to the crane?

Huh.

Suddenly Steve felt like he was a foot shorter again as he wondered if Tony did have the original note. Maybe he'd read it. Or maybe he'd been the one to send it? There was a way to find out...

"Here." Holding out his scarf to Tony, he offered the gerbil to his best friend. "You keep him so I can get the book I need. I'll meet you at the lab and we can see if he wrote back."

"One of these days I'm going to sit down and help you speed up the origami..." Oh... yeah, that was probably not wise. Clearing his throat, he moved closer and fidgeted a little. "And you can always change him back... he's cute."

Steve did say that it depended on who, so maybe all hope wasn't lost. Smiling at him almost hopefully, he almost started to confess... till Steve was moving closer with the gerbil that had his 'doom' written on it. He looked up at Steve and instantly flushed darker.

Taking the scarf and gerbil, he cradled it to his chest. "How long are ya gonna be?" The gerbil ran up his arm before he could catch it and managed to avoid Tony's hands as he jumped into his bag. "... he's a squirmy little thing, isn't he?"

Pressing his lips together, he frowned a little as the gerbil seemed to make a bee line for the paper crane he was trying to keep hidden. "Don't take too long..." Sending Steve a smile, he clutched the strap of his bag before he grinned and wrapped the blonde's scarf about his own neck before finally heading to the door.

Glancing over his shoulder, he smiled a little more before he finally disappeared from the classroom. He pretty much ran from there to go hide in his lab and rub at his face. "Please... please... I can't lose him." Pulling the gerbil out of his bag, the crane came with him and he set both on the table. "How can something so cute and furry be my ultimate doom?"

Origami? Like a paper crane? "I - uh - probably will. Uh - change him back. I like this one." He should probably just ask if Tony had sent the note, but if he was wrong then things could be awkward between them. What if he hadn't and Tony was uncomfortable with the idea that his best friend had a crush on him?

"I won't be gone long. I'd rather study with you than in the library. Just keep him 'till... Uh - they don't usually - " Pausing as the gerbil wiggled free and dove into Tony's bag, he again began to wonder if the spell had worked correctly. Like drew like, especially when a wizard asked the spell to find it's other half. "They don't usually don't act like that."

Though, the gerbil wasn't the only one who was acting odd. But Steve knew better than to ask and cause Tony to get defensive. Smiling when his friend took the scarf, Steve promised to just get the book and meet with Tony as soon as he could.

As soon as his best friend left, Steve headed for the library, grabbed the things he needed for his homework and made it to Tony's lab in record time... especially considering his breathing problems before. When he reached the door, he hesitated, suddenly unsure of his earlier ideas that Tony had sent the note. Trying to ignore his uncertainty, Steve knocked on the door before peeking inside. "Um - Tony? Can I come in?"

"Um... something like that." He offered a quick smile at that and ran a hand through his hair. "It's always good to hold on to the ones you like." He tended to do that... if his collection of mini origami creations in his lab made any indication.

"Promise?" He grinned a little and bounced on the balls of his feet. It made him excited and terrified all at once. Clutching tighter to the strap of his bag he hummed a happy sound. It even kept him from looking utterly embarrassed by the gerbil digging his crane up in his bag. "I'm sure there's some reason."

And with that he was gone. Better than trying to discuss what was wrong with him. And it prolonged Steve trying to read the note. So when the blonde came to his lab, he was chasing his little doom bringer that had the paper crane in his mouth and scampering around the room... Only to stop at Steve's feet.

Tony stopped dead still when he saw where his mini-doom bringer ended up. "Steve! Hey... that was fast." His chest was tight and he could barely breathe. And he knew he was caught now. His fingers buried themselves into his hair. "Steve... I... I sent the bird. Please... please don't be mad at me... I get it if I'm not the 'maybe' guy..."

He hated lying to Steve. Which was why he broke like a flood the moment he knew he couldn't deny it without lying. "But I can't... I can't lose you okay?"

He saw the blur of fur first, then realized that the gerbil had gotten away from Tony and had stolen something. Something that had to be important since his best friend was chasing it around the room.

The gerbil skidded to a stop in front of Steve, looking triumphant. If magical gerbils could look triumphant. As he stared down at the gerbil, it seemed to think that was an invitation to scamper onto his boot, trying to sit up to give its prize to Steve. One of Tony's origami animals, but it couldn't be that one. Could it?

Slowly taking the paper crane, he realized that it wasn't one of ones that Tony kept in the lab. It was the note. "You...?"

Sent the note. Tony had sent it. He'd sent it and read it so he was the one who had written it. Not the messenger but the one who had asked the question. Slowly, he began to smile until he saw how scared his best friend was, instantly understanding that familiar fear.

Picking up the gerbil, he set it on his shoulder, not bothering to take the time to change it back before pulling Tony into a tight hug. "You're not going to lose me. I promise."

Tony looked like he couldn't stand still. Bouncing on his toes, he watched Steve collect the gerbil and put it on his shoulder. Dark eyes finally slid to Steve's as he cleared his throat and nervously hugged himself. He nodded vaguely at the 'you' that was a question then closed his eyes.

Except he was pulling into a hug and gasped as he collided with Steve's chest. His hands curled into his shirt and clutched at it tightly. He let out a shaking breath and pressed his lips together. Burying his face in his best friend's shirt he tried not to do more than that. "I'm sorry..."

His fears bubbled over like a pot on boil. "I can keep it under wraps. I swear. I won't ever bring it up again. I know I'm not the greatest choice in the world... I get that I can be a real ass and I flunk classes on purpose and teachers will always give you flak cause of me..."

He felt a dry sob choke him as he held his breath. The failing he did for Steve... to stay with Steve. But teachers called it being an irresponsible and spoiled rich kid with too much time on his hands. Steve could do so much better...

"Tony..." Holding his best friend close, Steve gently rubbed his back, trying to speak, but every time he began to tell Tony he didn't need to apologize, Tony apologized again. Unable to get out the words, he gently kissed Tony's hair, waiting for the younger to calm down enough to listen to him.

"It's okay. I promise. There's nothing to be sorry for." Sliding his hand up along Tony's spine, he began smoothing his fingers through dark hair, knowing that if Steve could do anything to calm Tony down before he flew apart, that would do it. "You're the best choice, Tony. You're the maybe. You're the one I thought of when I wrote that. I'd hoped the note was from you, but then you didn't... I wasn't sure if it was you."

Slowly but surely, he started to calm down. Breathing slow and deep a few times, he focused on getting it together. But what stopped him cold was the kiss to his hair. Blinking a few times, he felt his breath come out with a soft tremble.

Nodding slowly at the reassurance, he pressed closer and tried to calm himself down. Then his best friend said the one thing he wasn't expecting. "What?" Best choice? His head shot up as he looked at Steve with wide eyes. "I'm the..." He was the maybe?

"That's... you're serious?" Half of him thought there was no way it was possible. The other half clung to the impossible. "Me? You... me? I mean... you know we're talking about me right?"

Steve kept is breathing slow and steady - something that still amazed that he could do - while he waited for Tony to calm down. He kept lightly running his hand over Tony's hair, gently rubbing his scalp as his best friend began to relax.

When Tony jerked his head to look up at him, he almost backed away, wondering if somehow he'd misread things. Though that seemed kind of impossible considering what Tony had said.

He lowered his hand to cup Tony's jaw, smiling nervously as he ran his thumb over the younger's cheek. "Yeah, I know we're talking about you." Knowing that Tony thought that way about himself hurt, but it was something Steve was used to and planned on eventually helping Tony see that he was more than what their teachers or Tony's parents thought of him. "You're the maybe, Tony. You're the one that I hoped had sent the note."

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Relaxing into his arms, he looked utterly stunned. It was a good stunned, but stunned none the less. In the end, he flushed brightly and lowered his head again to rest his forehead against Steve's shoulder. "I'd been working myself up to saying something since... well... I met you. I had finally got up the nerve..."

He hesitated and pressed his face into Steve's shirt. "Then I saw how much you changed... and it hit me that I'd be just like every other one of the guys and girls suddenly asking you out..." Turning his head, his cheek pressed into his shoulder. "I told myself any chance of being taken seriously disappeared."

Which was why he'd been terrified to say anything or let Steve know. Reaching up, he nudged the gerbil. "I wrote back... but I was ready to make a run for it and gerbil-nap him cause I realized what I wrote... And I didn't know if you'd want to hear it..."

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