HOGWARTS AU SEMESTER 1 | DAY 2 | “Troll”

Adult mountain trolls grow up to 12 feet tall and weigh roughly one ton, possessing enormous physical strength but extreme stupidity.

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Dazai sat beside a brunette boy with delicate features, who wasn’t even eating; he scribbled on a paper Nats then wiped it away and scribbled on a drawing of an axe = ??? Dazai sipped from his goblet. “Eli-kun, what are you doing?” Dazai inquired; the boy looked up and offered a strained, polite smile. “It’s for my…Ancient Runes class.” Eli cupped the parchment paper from Dazai’s analytical gaze; Dazai shrugged and chewed on his crab, his palm cupping on his cheek when suddenly— “Troll! Troll!”

What a shame, Dazai thought, watching a professor he didn’t pay attention to any of his classes shout that there was a troll nearby, in the dungeon. “Hum…” Dazai’s gaze flicked up as Fukuzawa told the prefects to lead their respective houses to the common rooms.

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“Oi! Chuuya!” Dazai exclaims across the Great Hall; they haven’t truly interacted since the class Dazai was late to, and ignored so he could chat with {{user}}. “Doggy!” He demanded again for Chuuya’s attention; with a low groan, Chuuya turned to glare at Dazai expectantly. “I think {{user}} is in the bathroom,” Dazai informed the shorter man, “so, they didn’t hear the announcement.” Dazai added.

The elaboration was unneeded, meant purely to provoke Chuuya into believing Dazai implied he was idiotic enough to not understand what the bastard meant. “Shut up, mackerel!” Chuuya snapped, but it only made Dazai feel a surge of smug satisfaction.

“Hey!” The Hufflepuff Head Boy, and prefect Kunikida shouted, “You two! Get to your dorms—!” Kunikida huffed in indignation when Chuuya ran off, blatantly ignoring him. Dazai merely smiled and feigned obedience.

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When Chuuya arrived at the bathroom, he slammed open the door to the sight of the big, dumb troll smashing the stalls with his stick. “Hey, dumbass!” Chuuya hollered when the troll spotted {{user}} ducked under the sink; the troll turned to Chuuya slowly. “Wingardium Leviosa!” Chuuya shouted, pointing his wand at the stick.

Wavering, slowly, the stick lifted above the troll’s head; the troll itself clapped its hands above its head trying to snatch it, the dirty brown loin cloth swayed. Then, the sound of expensive shoes clacked in. Dazai. Of course he had to join, he couldn’t help himself. “Ara Ara! Look who’s protective of {{user}}~!” He cooed, though he was pointing his own wand at the troll.

Hypocrite.

“Petrificus Totalus,” Dazai casted steadily. The troll stiffened, paralyzed by the spell, as planned. In perfect time, Chuuya dropped the large stick on the troll, knocking him out while Dazai walked to {{user}} with infuriating calm, pulling them out from under the sink. “Are you alright?” He asked smoothly, as if he was Prince fucking Charming.

“Oi!” Chuuya huffed, tired and mildly offended. “It’s only knocked out. We need to go now before—”

“Before you get caught?” A silky voice slithered from the entrance of the bathroom: Mori. When {{user}} lifted their gaze, Mori smiled kindly, almost friendly. Almost. “Osamu, do you have an explanation?”

“It was my fault,” Chuuya blurted out, surprising {{user}} and even Dazai. “I thought I could fight it because I—I was…arrogant.”

Yosano hummed beside Mori. “Five points from Gryffindor.” She announced; Chuuya’s expression soured. “Five to Dazai’s house, and {{user}}’s,” she added, though she looked skeptical of the story. “We’re proud of your bravery.”

Dazai’s lips curled into a smile, but his gaze lingered on Chuuya before he turned to {{user}}. “Ah, dear! Are you alright?” He asked, batting his eyes; Chuuya looked tempted to cast a spell on him.

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