OMINIS GAUNT: He prides himself in being a gentleman. A gentleman respects the wishes of the one he's trying to pursue. MC said they only saw him as a friend, and that's what he would be to them...no matter how much it hurt.

When they take his hand to lead him he holds as long as possible. Just let him pretend. Just for a moment. SEBASTIAN SALLOW: it takes him a while to figure out that his flirting just wasn't working. It was either going over MC's head or they really weren't interested. Either way, he was sorely disappointed. He really thought there was chemistry between them, guess it was just him.

It's hard for him to not burn alive with jealousy when he sees them happy with another. Why couldn't it be him making them smile like that? AMIT THAKKAR: He should have known better than to get his hopes up. He was always just a friend. He blames his passion of academic pursuit for being seen as such an uninteresting potential partner. Books may get him far in his career, but were they going to get him a lover?

He cherishes the time he has in class with MC and the occasional stargazing night...as friends. He hopes they never catch him staring at them longingly. Fantasizing what their lips feel like against his. GARRETH WEASLEY: It's all the explosions, isn't it? He's too much of a goof off, a screw up, a troublemaker. Of course they wouldn't want to be with him. He doesn't let it show. He's still just as friendly and smiley as ever. Though if MC looked him hard enough in the eye, they would see tears.

He counts his blessings that he and MC have potions together. They often get paired up and he can always excuse touching their hand by saying he was reaching for an ingredient. NATSAI ONAI: She apologizes for making them uncomfortable. She did not mean to make things awkward. She was just hopeful that their friendship could grow into something more.

This hurts her far more than she would care to admit. MC was the most wonderful person she knew, and they deserve to be happy. She hopes they find someone one day that gives them that happiness she could not. POPPY SWEETING: She embarrasses herself with her over enthusiasm. She's still not used to being so far outside of her shell with her emotions. Perhaps everything they did with her really was just platonic and she was reading too deeply into it.

She's still grateful that they're just as enthusiastic about beasts as she is. She can always use Highwing as an excuse to be close to MC. IMELDA REYES: Wait, they thought she was flirting them? They wish. They may be a halfway decent racer, but she wouldn't waste her time courting with them. They better get it out of their head but she's "interested."

She hits the training yard much harder after that. It's the only way she can get her frustrations out in a relatively healthy manner. She won't stop until her muscles ache as much as her heart. ANNE SALLOW: Oh...she thought... nevermind. She must have seen MC as some sort of knight in shining armor after healing her. She fooled herself into thinking their intentions were anything more than platonic.

She will handle the rejection with grace. It hurts, for sure, but she's gotten quite well at pain management. She's just happy to have someone as wonderful as them as a friend.

EVERETT CLOPTON: He just accepts it and moves on. He's gotten used to rejection at this point. He knows how others see him, and he's gone numb to it at this point. He'd have been more surprised if they had said yes.

He tries to include them in as many pranks as possible. He really does just want to spend time with them. They're always so busy. Just give him five minutes MC, Please.

LEANDER PREWETT: Oh come on, why? He's a complete whiny bitch about it. He won't leave it alone either. He'll keep asking, even begging them to give him the time of day. It's pathetic.

He will resort to stalking. Where are they going? Who are they seeing? What's so special about the other people in their life that they can't be bothered with him?

OMINIS GAUNT: He loves to map out MC's face with his fingertips. He holds them close by their wast with one hand and the other slowly trails up MC's neck to their jaw...their cheek...their lips... He'll run his thumb gently across their bottom lip and cup their cheek as he finally leans in. Thank you for indulging him, he's commiting their face to memory. SEBASTIAN SALLOW: As much as he likes it hot and heavy, his absolute favorite is when he can take his time. He likes to build the tension before ever touching MC's lips. Whisper sweet nothings as he gives their neck small kisses. Graze his lips along theirs every so lightly. Have MC shaking with anticipation. Gods, he loves it. AMIT THAKKAR: When MC takes lead and kisses his breath away, he's in ecstasy. The passion translated through their lips sends him to the moon. He tries to keep up, he really does, but he's so lost in their kiss he's forgotten how to function. GARRETH WEASLEY: This complete goof is in love with MC's laugh. So of course his favorite kisses will be silly. He'll tickle their neck or lick their face or nibble their cheek, making himself laugh at their reaction in the process. If it turns into a play fight, even better! If MC returns the favor, he's done for. His heart may just burst from the cute. NATSAI ONAI: She loves to tease MC to their breaking point. Just to see how far she can push them. Flirting, suggestive looks and touches. Stand close...lean in...ghost her lips over theirs...only to pull away at the last second. When MC has had enough and pins her to the wall to take her for themselves, she's thrilled. POPPY SWEETING: She likes it wild! She'll snog MC high on adrenaline after an exciting flight and kiss the air right out of them. She gets a kick out of reducing the great and powerful MC to a melted, heart eyed mess. IMELDA REYES: When MC won't take her shit anymore and talks back, shows her up, puts her in her place. She's not shy about wagering physical affection in with her racing. MC could swear she wants to lose. Pfff, they can't prove anything. ANNE SALLOW: She's a romantic. She loves it low and slow. She'll dance and sway as she hugs MC. Tell them about her day, tell them she missed them. She'll leave quick promising kisses against their lips that slowly melt into long and drawn out kisses. EVERETT CLOPTON: Any kiss! All the kisses! Please, he's starved for affection. He may get a little over excited sometimes and need to go change his trousers even after one kiss. LEANDER PREWETT: When he and MC clash, sometimes the tension between them breaks mid argument and it leads to a heated, angry make out session. He's into it.

LUCAN BRATTLBY: KISS!? Gross! They can keep their cooties to themselves! MC does sometimes ruffle his hair. That's enough affection for him, thanks.

!PURELY PLATONIC/PARENTAL!

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PROFESSOR FIG: Nothing beats a goodnight kiss. Nothing. MC doesn't rest enough and he'll seal their slumber with a kiss for sweet dreams. PROFESSOR WEASLEY: A quick hug and a kiss to the temple is a great way to start the day. Remember to be careful MC, there are people in their life who love them. PROFESSOR RONEN: A kiss for each cheek! Remember to have fun today! PROFESSOR ONAI: She loves having MC tucked in her protective embrace and plant small kisses on the top of their head. Even if they are taller, she will pull their big head down and give them their kiss.

Sneaky gremlin MC lulls their victim into a false sense of security with normal conversation and then quickly licks the side of the victim's neck and runs off, giggling like a crazy person.

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OMINIS GAUNT: He'll jump a little in surprise of having their warm wet tongue suddenly against his neck, but won't chase after them when they run off. He knows they'll be back. He can plot his revenge in the meantime.

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: Oh, so they what to play?? MC better run, because he's going to chase after them to return the favor. No promises that he won't bite their neck too.

AMIT THAKKAR: (⁠●⁠_⁠_⁠●⁠) <-That about sums up his reaction. No words. Only confusion and shock. Why did MC do that?

GARRETH WEASLEY: Woah, hey! Where are they going?? He'll run after them and when he catches them, he's going to give them the sloppiest lick on their face. The wettest kiss possible. A dog would leave less drool.

NATSAI ONAI: Is this some sort of game? If so, then she's down to play. She'll pretend that this doesn't surprise her in the slightest. The next time MC speaks to her, She'll act completely normal and catch them off guard with a lick to their cheek or neck.

POPPY SWEETING: She is convinced at this point that MC is part beast. Their mannerisms are very...peculiar. For a human, at least. She's not weirded out in the slightest, she finds it rather endearing. Beasts typically only lick things they like.

IMELDA REYES: Ew! What the hell!? Get back here!! She gives chase, not to return the favor, but to kick their ass.

ANNE SALLOW: She lets out a surprised squeak. She's a bit irked, probably because any sister with brothers has experienced someone licking them to gross them out. Bad touch.

EVERETT CLOPTON: EXTREME blushing. Everett.exe has stopped working. He is frozen in place and won't be able to move until someone snaps him out of it.

LEANDER PREWETT: MC has to jump on him just to reach his neck. First, he has to get over the shock of MC doing it in the first place, unintentionally giving them a head start. Then he's going to show them just how proficient he has become at using accio. MC gets summoned right back into his arms and they're trapped while he returns the favor. He licked it, so it's his.

It was crystal ball day in Divination class. Students were paired off and assigned to look into the hazey beyond. One person would focus on using the ball and the other would take notes dictated to them by the user, then switch.

MC insisted their friend go first as they take notes. Their friend focuses on the crystal ball and starts to see and hear fragmented visions of the future. Spending time with MC. Innocent enough. Holding hands? Alright..? Kissing!? Are those wedding bells!?!? A home together. The vision becomes explicit, making the friend jump back like the crystal ball had burned them.

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OMINIS GAUNT: He hadn't been able to actually see anything but hearing MC's voice mixed with the sounds of marriage and intimacy was all the clue he needed. His heart was racing and his cheeks burned hot. He knows MC is staring at him, awaiting an explanation for his reaction, but he didn't know where to start.

A thousand what-ifs ran through his head all at once. Could that future really be possible? Was fate showing him there was a way out of his dark family? This was a lot. He swallows hard and his voice shakes as he finally speaks. "I heard the future. It seems...nice. MC, after class...you and I need to have a talk."

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: He jerked away from the ball before what he was seeing gave him a raging hard on. He covered his lap with his robe and took several deep breaths. "I uh...heh, I saw the future alright. You were there...and VERY naked."

He smirks at MC's shocked expression. They stutter to say that the future was never certain. He chuckles and rests his head on his hand as he stares deep into their eyes. "I would very much like to make it a reality. Sooner rather than later, if you catch my meaning." He winks.

AMIT THAKKAR: He yelps with surprise and covers his mouth with both hands, looking around apologetically for interrupting others in class. His heart thrummed so hard in his chest, he was sure he'd break a rib. He mentally scolded himself. He was only seeing what he wanted to see. There was no way that was actually going to happen.

"Uh...I- uh...I saw, um...nothing. I saw nothing."

"That reaction didn't seem like it was nothing. Are you alright?" MC puts a hand on his, looking at him with concern.

He gulped and looked at their hand, they hand such soft hands. "I'll be fine. I just...saw a future that I'm not sure I deserve." It was cryptic, but It was the only answer he had at the moment. Perhaps one day he'd be brave enough to tell them the truth.

GARRETH WEASLEY: "BLOODY HELL!!" He screams right in the middle of class, making MC jump and nearly drop their quill. Professor Onai looks over with a disapproving glare. He puts a hand over his heart and tries to catch his breath. "Sorry! Sorry..."

He sees MC staring at him and he clears his throat. He can't look them in the eye. The clouded vision of their naked body danced in his mind. "That was...that was something..." He awkwardly chuckles. "This class will make you see some strange stuff. Not unlike potions, some days. Am I right?" He was forcing a grin. Totally not suspicious.

NATSAI ONAI: Her hands fly to her mouth to muffle her gasp. "MC...I saw us. Together. I...don't know what that means right now but...I liked what I saw." She was upfront and honest. If this was a possibility, they deserved to know about it too.

MC smiled at her. "Maybe, we could talk about this more over some butterbeer? I'll buy."

She blushed and smiled back. "I would love to."

POPPY SWEETING: Her jaw drops and she looks to MC. "You and I- we- uh..." She swallowed dryly. "I saw us. Doing stuff." Her face was tomato red.

"Doing stuff?" MC arches a brow curiously. "What kind of stuff?"

"Stuff, alright!" She crosses her arms in a huff.

"Must have been some pretty intense stuff, given how red you are." MC chuckles.

She snatches the parchment from them and roughly shoves the crystal ball their way. "Your turn." She hid behind the parchment she used for notes. She desperately tries to push the soft and spicy images out of her head, but they weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

IMELDA REYES: She yanks her hands away but quickly recovers. "This looking into the future stuff is giving me a headache." She lies rather convincingly.

"Already? You used the ball for all of a minute."

"Ugh, look. I'm good at a lot of things, but divination isn't one of them. This class has always given me migraines. I swear, they put something in the tea. Just write down that I didn't see anything. Your turn."

As she prepares to take notes for MC, her mind wanders back to what she saw. A small blush sneaks its way onto her face when she recalls the wedding. It was beautiful. She looked happy. THEY looked happy. She watches MC use the ball and can't help but wonder if they would see the same.

ANNE SALLOW: She managed to contain her reaction to just a light gasp. She couldn't help the raging blush on her face, however. Her mind was blank and she nearly forgot what she was supposed to be doing.

"Anne?" MC quietly spoke to her, but she jumped as if they had screamed.

"MC! I uh..." She stared back into their concerned eyes. "I saw..." She sighed and looked down at the table. "I saw a future with us together." She was almost ashamed to admit it, like she had been caught daydreaming about them.

"Really?" MC smiled shyly. "What-...what did you think?"

She looked back at them with a small smile. "I liked it. Alot."

EVERETT CLOPTON: He nearly choked on his own spit and coughed for what seemed like forever. "Merlin's beard, I'm so-" Another round of coughs. "Sorry! Sorry...What I saw really caught me off guard." It had been like looking into his own dreams. Fantasies he new would never become reality but where nice to think about.

"Well, What did you see? I'm supposed to write something down." MC looked at him eagerly.

He blushed wildly and had to wipe the fog from his glasses. "Uh...nothing TOO crazy." He laughed awkwardly. "Just us. Hanging out. Having fun. That's it."

MC blinked. "And Seeing us hanging out made you react like THAT?"

They clearly didn't believe him, but he wasn't ready to tell them the truth. "Yeah...just me being weird, you know? That's me, I'm the weird one." He forces another laugh.

He face drops when they roll their eyes and focus on their note taking. He couldn't tell them. It would make him lose what precious friendship they had to begin with. They didn't feel the same, he knew it. He could live with the heartbreak as long as they let him be their friend.

LEANDER PREWETT: He starred from the crystal ball to MC and back several times. Did he really just see what he thought he saw? He and THEM together? Oh...oh this was too good! Imagine the LOOK on Sallow's face if this came true. What a brag he could hold over the Slytherin's head. He hadn't realized the grin that slowly grew on his face.

"What are you smiling about?" MC asked.

"Oh, nothing much. Just that my charm could very well steal Sallow's best friend right out from under his nose." He smugly grins with a touch of mischief in his eyes.

"Oh? And what would you want with Ominis?"

He snorts a laugh and struggles to keep from disturbing the class with his outburst. "Not the blind one. YOU, you daft beauty. I saw a future where I have you by my side, and let me tell you..." He leans closer, his tall frame leaning over the small table easily to MC. "I intend to do everything in my power to make it a reality."