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jackson victor krum. 18. 7th year. ravenclaw. pure-blood. quidditch captain, chaser. GA. part of generatione altera.
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“Consider it dropped.” Reagan held up her hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean to aggravate you, I’m sorry.”
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“Rae,” he sighed. “It’s fine.” Jackson led her to the entrance of the school. “It’s just annoying when I have Mum hounding on me to choose a profession, Dad asking me what team I’m playing for, and here’s me who’s honestly just focused on passing my NEWTs and winning our first game when we get back from the holidays.” He leaned down and kissed her. “No more talk of future stuff right no, okay? I’ll figure it out. Like I said, I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to walk up to any coach of any team and drop my last name and I’ll be on it. It’s fine.”
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Reagan was running. She didn’t know where but the crowd was pushing her in a million different directions. One second Jackson was next to her and the next he was gone. She needed to find him. She needed to find her brother. 
She dug through the crowd until she reached an opening and spotted the tall brown haired boy she’d come to know almost as much as she knew herself. “Jackson! Jacky!”
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Jackson stopped when he heard the sound of her voice, turning around to look at her. He wasn’t concerned about her really. He knew she’d be safe through the night given his connection to him, she just didn’t know that. Still, he placed that look of worry on his face as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “What is it?”

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Victor laughed, “Merlin, you want to murder her brother? What did the little twerp do to you?”
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“Be alive?” He offered, looking at that. “Isn’t that enough?”
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Jayden was running through the streets, his breathing heavy and his mind reeling. “Shit, where is Reagan?” He asked himself, taking a second to breathe as he doubled over to breathe. After a moment he looked up, straightening himself when he saw the dark cloak he knew meant the enemy. He took out his wand and sent out a stunning spell, knowing it wouldn’t be strong enough to hurt anyone right now, just enough to catch their attention. What he wasn’t prepared for was the familiarity of the person who turned around. “Of course you are. Of course this is you.”
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Jackson was pulling his hood over his head when he heard a voice, his attention being torn away when he heard Reagan’s voice. That moment of letting his guard down was enough, because he’d already been seen - and by her brother of all people. “Of course this is me?”

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He turned around to face him, wand in his hand, as he raised an eyebrow. “Well, I take offense to that, Hemings.”

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Victor shrugged, “I don’t know. Anyone piss you off lately? Could go for a little petty revenge.”
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“Murderous mood much? I’d say Reagan’s brother,” he smirked at him. “But I don’t think that’d get me very many boyfriend points.”
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The noise levels had changed around Em suddenly. The calm but noisy atmosphere changed into panicked shrieks and rustled motion all around her. She grabbed onto Jackson’s arm without any warning.
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 “What’s happening.” She demanded. “In detail, tell me what’s happening.”
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Jackson frozen when he felt someone grab his arm, lowering his hood when he saw it was Em. “Um, they said it’s Death Eaters. invading Diagon Alley.” He paused. “We should get you somewhere safe, Em.”

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Victor let out a breath after Jackson finished cursing someone. “Damn, Krum. Quidditch isn’t the only thing you’ve been practicing, is it?” He stepped over someone stupifyed to get close to the other boy. “Want to have some real fun?”
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He flipped his wand through his fingers and smirked, “Always.” Jackson lowered his hood to look at him. “What did you have in mind?”

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Jackson handed Victor another drink, taking one for himself and leaned against the bar. “So, I’m assuming Parkinson still didn’t give you the list? He’s majorly fucking stalling, Vic. I don’t know why you’re wasting time with him.” He looked at him. “You know, I could just try and get to his sister if you’re that concerned about him. She is my ex. I did it before, it shouldn’t be a problem to do it again.”

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He raised his glass to his lips, humming as he pulled it away. “It’s really a shame the Scamander that was killed wasn’t hers. It would have been easier.”

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“I hate to also be a pusher, but you know you’re going to have to decide what you want to do. I don’t care either way, but your time is running out.” Reagan said a little hesitantly. She didn’t want to make him mad before spending a lot of time with him, but she didn’t want him to make the decision too late. “But I won’t talk about it again unless you ask me.”
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“Rae, if you hate to be one, don’t be one.” He rolled his eyes, “I don’t need you coming at me with it too. I have a few more months, I’ll figure it out. I’ve already got a few offers, honestly. If it comes down do me playing quidditch, I just have to pick what team.” Jackson shook his head, “I’m Victor Krum’s son. It’s not like i’m gonna have a problem getting signed.”
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“I know what Durmstrang is.” She chuckled. “I wish my mum had let me transfer before now, especially considering it’s halfway through my seventh year.” 
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“Yeah, that kinda sucks. I transferred in my 4th year, so at least I had a few years to adjust.” He nodded at her, “What was the reason they did it so late? If you don’t mind me asking, of course.”
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“My family has very strong ideals, and they also don’t like a lot of people.” She figured she would leave it at that, “They’re a pretty good family though, so I guess that’s all that matters.” 
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“What about your family? Were they all Ravenclaws?” Ophelia asked, attempting to change the subject.

Jackson looked at her as she spoke, nodding when he registered her change of subject. “My Mum was, yeah. My Dad actually went to Durmstrang. It’s another wizarding school in Scandinavia. I actually went there a couple years myself, but eventually transferred to Hogwarts. Mum’s idea. Durmstrang’s a bit... dark, for want of a better word.”

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Reagan nodded, satisfied for the time being, “Ok, i’ll try. But i’m telling you now, i’m going to be squeezing the shit out of your hand.” She smiled at him, thankful for his reassurance. “Are you excited to go home? Although it’s colder there so I don’t know why you would be.”
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“Rae, really. It’s not that big of a deal. My parents are just meeting my girlfriend since we’ve been dating a few months now, that’s all. Stop worrying about it so much,” he said, sliding his arm around her. Jackson shrugged, “I guess. I don’t mind it. Also don’t miss Dad bugging me about what pro teams I’m looking about either every chance he gets, but.”
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“Of course, but I’m also in the house that’s known for being evil.” She smirked. “I’m pretty sure from how you’ve described it, my whole family would’ve been in that house if we were from here.” She rolled her eyes. 
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“Just a stereotype. Ophelia, right?” He turned to her and smirked, shaking his head. “Don’t let the House stereotypes get to you. It’s ridiculous, if you ask me.”
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Jackson raised an eyebrow, “What? Come from a house of evil wizards?”

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He shrugged. “Yeah, I thought so too. Guess not. Merry Christmas, right?” Connor laughed shortly before nodding his head to the hall. “Wanna get drunk? Been a while since I’ve done anything dumb. We should fix that.”
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“Uh. Yeah,” he followed him. “Get a few drinks in you then explain to me what the hell you just said. Your Dad?
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“I know. I’m sorry. I’m nervous.” She offered a small smile to her apology. “I’ve never met someone’s parents before and all your talk has me thinking all of the terrible things that could wrong.” She stepped forward and laid her head on his chest. “What if they hate me?”
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“All talk of what? Love, Mum will like you and my Dad’s Bulgarian. I’m telling you now, everything that comes out of his mouth is gonna sound way harsher than it intends to be.” He shook his head and slung his bag over his shoulder. “You’re worrying way too much about this. Mum just wanted to meet my girlfriend, not pass judgement. Try and take a breath, Rae.”
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