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“How did you know that was Jungkook?” wondered Jimin, slightly miffed that he hadn’t thought of it.

“Saw his reflection in the window.”

“Sheer brilliance.”

“I’d like to think so,” Hoseok said, ignoring any sarcasm.

“And if he tells a Professor instead of showing up himself...?”

“Well, we’ll just have to hope for the best then, won’t we?”

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The old classroom was filled with dust and broken desks, and the occasional spider for decoration. They weren’t quite sure why the room unused, though it may be because it had the odd habit of vanishing on rainy Thursdays. Since it was neither raining nor Thursday, it was the perfect place for a little unprecedented spell casting.

Hoseok had made Jimin practice the spell to a fare-thee-well, to make sure there weren’t any mistakes. He could confidently say he could repeat the spell in his sleep. He was currently coating the end of jimin's wand with the formula they had made. Jimin listened at the door and namjoon measured the exact area where he would have to stand. Since the spell required he be in direct starlight when reciting the incantation, they had to make sure he got the full advantage of the room’s one window.

“Okay, got it,” namjoon said, finishing up his smiley face on the floor, “Now we just have to wait for our star.” He tossed his chalk into a convenient corner and joined Hoseok behind a half circle of upturned desks. Jimin had left the Invisibility Cloak with them, despite Hoseok’s teasing instance that they could cower out of sight just fine.

Right now, he wished he had the cloak for himself.

I can’t believe I’m really going through with this, he thought and winced, Lovely Jimin; we spend weeks planning for this and now you get cold feet. He could vaguely hear namjoon and Hoseok nattering on about something. Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door.

With a sharp hiss at his friends, Jimin rushed to a spot just in the shadows. There, he could see whoever was coming up the stairs before they could see him. After a minute of tense silence, the door opened.

Jeon Jungkook, present and accounted for.

Jimin tensed, muscles clenching in anticipation of movement. The few seconds it took Jungkook to step further into the room, eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of life, stretched endlessly. Then suddenly they were over and Jimin was moving forward. He barely registered the surprise on Jungkook’s face as he came to stand over the smiley face, wand rising automatically. His--albeit underdeveloped--survival instinct took that instant to start blaring alarms, but the words were already tumbling out his mouth.

They seemed to hang in the air between them, given form by the starlight before converging on his wand in glowing silver radiance. Jungkook really had no time to react to this ‘attack’ as threads of light spun out from the end of jimin’s wand, lashing outward like intelligent snakes. The threads looped around Jungkook's body.

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