Idiots PV | L. Choi Reopened

It had just rained. The rain stopped, as fast and mysterious as to how it came. Now, the trees were all able to drink water which made Oliver felt like today was already a good day. The trees would grow more, and more, and bloom some flowers to make the garden prettier. Even if they weren't able to do that, they would still be precious. Every soul in this world was precious, no matter, if they were the prettiest flower or the most poisonous tree, Manchineel, deserved love.

Usually, on a day like this, he just sat still and watched the rainbow sky with his big sister, Luna. That was before her first year in Hogwarts. He didn't know what happened to her those time, but he knew, she changed a lot. When Luna came back home on Christmas Break, she was just acting a bit more mature than usual. But then, when she came back because the first year had finished, she changed. From an active girl to a person who locked themselves in their room most of the time.

Mummy was happy. Alex was weird. He seemed like he didn't want this to happen, but then he also wanted to. From Oliver's guess, he probably wanted his little sister to be more mature, but seeing her from a little princess to a queen might make Alex wondered about his decision. His big brother would never say it to him. However, no one could forget they were siblings. He could guess both Luna's and Alex's thought in a different situation without even talking to them.

No matter how Luna changed, she was still his lovely sister. Although her personality changed a lot, he knew her love for him stayed the same. He couldn't think of any reasons to be sad about this. Oliver could still spend time with her, but just a different way. Such as yesterday, while she was reading in the main hall, he was practicing violin. No one said only talking improve the relationship. With Luna and Oliver, as long as they were near, it didn't matter if they talked or not.

He remembered that one of her letters was for asking for his pictures to people who she called idiots. She used that term a lot these days, which gave him concern about what happened in Hogwarts. Maybe his sister realized she was intelligent. That could be since he could never doubt Luna's thought. That time wasn't the first time she asked him for his pictures, but it was the first time she complained about someone in Hogwarts. Those people had to be pretty special to her so that she could mention them in that letter.

Oliver didn't know how long he had been sitting on this long white bench in the garden. Although the main hall was not that close, he could still hear the peaceful music from there which helped him relax. The little guy slowly closed his eyes, entertained himself with nature.

Then, he suddenly heard a loud noise in front of him, a very familiar one. If it was Luna, she would seriously get pissed off by this. However, the person who was sitting here was Oliver. And Oliver was a guy who was good at remaining being calm.

About the noise, it probably was from the necklace that his sister liked to carry around. But then, wasn't it weird that she used it although she was in her room the last time he saw her? He knew, if it was his sister, she wouldn't abuse the necklace's ability like this. Walking here didn't take that much time, and Luna wasn't a lazy person.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing that he noticed, was the golden eyes that this stranger owned. They looked just like his golden eyes, but maybe even prettier. Then, the second thing he noticed, was the small and adorable kitten which this person was holding. Someone who was able to come near animals had to be good people. So, this mysterious girl who was holding a little cat here had to be a good person.

She wasn't a wanted visitor since Luna didn't tell him about having someone to visit them today. But then, he believed that this girl had a good reason to show up here without informing anyone. Maybe she wanted to visit Luna to surprise her.

Then, Oliver noticed, this girl's face was so... pale. This only happened to people who had never used portkey before, or to the people who used it when they were in a very far place. He didn't know which one it was, but Oliver didn't want this mysterious girl felt horrible. He slowly approached her and used his calm voice to talk to her just like how he talked to the animals he first met, "Hello Miss, are you feeling alright? If you don't mind, I can bring you to the main hall and give you a cup of warm milk so that you can feel better?"

Reducio

Oliver's clothes:

Her head hurt. It hurt a lot, and... that probably wasn't a good sign. "Oh my God," the girl mumbled, placing a finger to her temple. She was sweating, she was breathing heavily, and she couldn't keep from panting. She felt like shit. For a moment, a song that she had heard in an American movie shot through her mind. The lyrics really resonated with her right about now... You've gotta give for what you take. Yeah, that pretty much summed up her situation. She had refused to give the necklace back, and she had given her good health for her reckless decision.

For a long time, all that the girl saw was a vast ocean of darkness. It reminded her of that moment when all of the power would go out at home and she'd be walking about blindly, tripping over Jax...

Speaking of that lovely kitty, he was still nestled in her arms. Koko could feel his silky-soft fur brushing against her chin as the sweet kitten tried to comfort her. She whimpered. It was a sound of weakness, of vulnerability, that Rosalie would have been very angry if she had known that Koko would let out a noise like that. No weakness, that was her motto. And it was not one that Koko wished to live by, at least not yet.

She, however, knew that she would be forced to be like that at school. But in this sea of black jelly, there was no way that she would put up a courageous front. Not today. Not here. Koko thought that she might be in London - she recognised the sounds of cars honking - but wasn't that the same in Los Angeles? Both places were now quite familiar, and without sight, she could hardly differentiate them.

She managed to open her eyes when the pounding in her head began to subside. "W-Where am I?" she wondered aloud, her voice already sounding like a fake British accent. She had tried - in vain - to keep hers sounding pure and perfect while she lived in America, but her voice seemed to want to take after the Californians she was living by. So now her voice sounded like a really weird mix of both, and it sounded like she was trying. She was, of course, but she didn't want whoever this kid was to know that.

She looked up and saw a familiar face. For a moment Koko thought that it was a girl her age, but then she saw the masculine lines of the kid's face, and she knew that she'd seen him before. She hadn't seen him at school. She had seen him in the face of his sister.

With the revelation of where she was and exactly who resided here, the blonde-haired girl scrambled backwards. "A-ah!" Koko yelped, her eyes widening. The boy in front of her wore fine clothing that reminded her of Shakespearean plays. He was... really cute. And sweet, based on what he said next. "I-I'm okay..." She was stammering slightly, and she would blame it on her travelling so far. "I... I guess that'd be fine except for the fact that... I don't think I'm welcome here..." Koko grimaced, noticing that it sounded awful. "You are a Choi, right?"

She knew almost nothing about the Choi family other than the fact that her bully, Luna 'Fridge' Choi, was one of them. The clan might have been full of bullies, but it was becoming prominent that this boy was not one of the norm. She smiled awkwardly, still sweating. Her chest was still heaving, fighting for breath. And her cat was still purring.

Oliver quietly listened to the girl's concern. It was understandable that she had this thought. If she was invited to this place beforehand, someone in the family would have been here to welcome here, instead of leaving her by herself like this.

"You are welcome here, as long as one of us invites you in. So please do not worry about it, I am here to back you up." The boy decided to break the silence with the words that were as light as a feather. However, he knew that he was serious about backing the girl up. Although this was the first time he had a conversation with this girl, he had a valid reason to trust her.

Oliver was not the type of person who would let people go into his house easily. It didn't matter if they had the portkey or not. His eyes lighted up a little... This girl, he realized who she was.

Luna had never told him about anyone specific in Hogwarts. She told him about an annoying girl in Hufflepuff and some people who she called an idiot in Slytherin, and that was it.

Back then, he couldn't remember the accurate time but it was before her first year, he remembered seeing Luna jumping around a thin girl who owned blond long hair with golden eyes. The appearance fits the mysterious girl who was standing in front of him. There was one way to be sure if he was correct or wrong. The name of that girl was Koko, Koko Riddle. Luna told him about her a lot back then, saying that they both were going to Hogwarts and she looked forward to meeting her.

"My name is Oliver, full name is Oliver Choi. You aren't wrong, I'm a Choi. But please don't worry, I have no intention of harming you nor putting you in danger." People often introduced themself after the person who they were speaking to do it. With the hope of getting her name, the boy looked into the mysterious girl's eyes. Then, realizing that it was rude to keep staring and the thought of not wanting the girl to feel uncomfortable, he took out candy from his pocket.

There were always candies in his pocket, but the person who bought them wasn't him. It was his father. He started doing this around two years ago. It could be because Luna didn't like sweets and Alex barely actually ate them, or because he was the only one who hadn't gone to Hogwarts yet. It didn't matter what the reason was to him, because the feeling of finding candies every time he put his hand in his pocket was just nice. The feeling that someone cared for him, it was just beautiful.

With the lemonade candy in his right hand, the boy handled it to the blond-haired girl, waited for her to take it. "If you don't want to enter the house, it's okay. You can sit down on the white bench over there, I will go get you a cup of warm milk." He looked behind her where a white bench with a small table was placed. There were also some teacups and a teapot on the table for used.

He could leave her and go to take a cup of milk, but he wanted to make sure that it was alright for her being by herself. His parents were gone, so there was no need to think about the way to explain to his parents. The only thing he was afraid of was... his brother might do something that might offend her, though the chance was little. He barely went outside after all.

♛ Shhh... You should have thought of the consequences before standing against me... ♛

"Drugs? Ah..." Oliver let out a short chuckle, putting the candies back in his pockets. It would be ridiculous to think that he could get offended over such a small thing. Disrespectful? He would call it carefulness. Do not take candies from strangers, people said.

For a moment, an odd question crossed his mind. What do people call someone who they have met but never interact with? An acquaintance? He wrapped his hands in confusion but refused to discuss it with the blond-haired about it. It was quite clear that Koko considered him a stranger, bringing up the fact that they had met before to her could trigger her defense barrier to get higher. That could not be helped, it had been quite a while since the last time they met. Furthermore, they encountered each other only once.

Preventing another chuckle from slipping out, the boy slightly turned his head to the right to hide the grin which disappeared within a second. Was it obvious? He would not say so. Unless she was observing him the entire time, she should have missed it.

"Of course, please do not worry, I will not hurt you." Nor do I want to. Oliver knew it would not be a good idea to say the sentence out loud. How similar she was to a hedgehog. Hedgehogs were rather cute and nice, but when they encountered something odd or outside of their safe zone, their spikes would be in action. That was just totally adorable and it fit the blonde-haired in front of him.

Detecting the tiresomeness on Koko, he realized that she was in a worse circumstance than he expected. "It is alright, I get how teleporting can cause you a headache”, not really, he had never gotten one so far. Though he could tell that it was something he would not find pleasant. ”Please take a rest, I will be back with medicines and a cup of ginger-tea for you shortly."

Oliver walked into the center part of his ”house” with lots of thoughts gliding inside his mind. It must hurt a lot for Koko, who was anxious that he would poison her or give her drugs, to ask him for some treatments for her headache. Oliver felt ashamed for giggling at her earlier, he should not have done that. The boy hoped that Koko did not take it the wrong way, such as him laughing at her pain or similar stuff. She seemed like a nice person, Oliver had an impression that she would put her trust in him rather than misunderstanding the boy.

Then, he noticed a familiar figure wandering around nearby. His eyes brightened, letting out a giggle while walking closer to the person.

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With Luna’s coffee-colored wand on her dominant hand, which is covered with an elegant white glove, the Slytherin walked step by step to the garden. On her right side was a floating silver tray with one cup of ginger tea and one hot water cup on top. Light grey smoke coming from both of the cups curled in unusual designs before disappearing, leaving a mysterious atmosphere around the young snake. Then, rather than making her look scarier, it made her look cuter with that outfit.

Her long, lavender hair was tied up into two long pigtails in curly rivulets. Her skin was still as white, or rather, pale, a usual thing that people could see from the ladies who barely stepped her feet outside of her house. As unusual as her curly hair could be, it could not be stranger than the outfit that she was having on.

Usually when she was in a ball, or just in casual clothes, the color that she would avoid the most would be the color of peach, pink. No matter how close it was too purple, it did not fit her at all. While the color pink gave her a girly look, the purple color gave her a mysterious aura. That aura was in her favor and so, purple was acceptable but not pink. Now, she was breaking her own rule. She was having a pink AND white dress. In all honesty, if she had to wear a pink dress, she would mix it with black. Black gave her that mysterious aura from purple as well as elegant and gorgeous, rather than white, a color of naive people.

Then, she wanted to make Oliver feel better. It had been quite long since she could detect the happiness looking inside his eyes. Knowing those cute things were in his favor, and in that case, the girl believed that dressing up and changing her hair this way would cheer him up. To pay off her work, he gave her a bright smile that reached deep inside his eyes.

Mission cleared.

The warmth inside her eyes was replaced with coldness as soon as she could see someone lying down on one of the benches in the garden. Oliver did mention that there was a guest of his here, who was having a headache and needed help. He then asked her to send these cups to the person but refused to inform her of his intention and why he chose not to bring it himself. For whatever reasoning that was, she had faith in him that it would not harm her.

She accepted his request.

Doubtfully staring at the guest, a question popped up inside her mind. Was that person sleeping? Luna could not tell. Her steps were as light as a feather as usual and they were not putting enough strength into to wake the guest up. The thing that was going on inside her mind was simple. If she woke the person up, they would have bad impressions not just to the family of Choi in general but also the person who invited them in, Oliver.

Noticing something very similar about this person, the only two repeated words inside her mind are just: no way.

No way no way no way no way.

How?

The closer Luna walked to the bench, the more questions she got to Oliver. Or of course, she could also give this scared Slytherin the favor to answer the questions.

When Riddle woke up, of course.

Riddle was Oliver’s guest. Luna knew that today if Riddle wanted to take advantage of something, she would be able to. One thing that she felt lucky about, was that she had never shown her love to Oliver to Riddle, and so the girl would not know that she was having an advantage… at least not soon.

Using the summoning spell to bring a small-sized table in between the young snake and where Riddle was lying down, Luna put the tray with drinks on it. She had not reached the stage of being able to control two spells at once and so, she had to hold the tray with her left hand while casting the spell as soft as she could. Riddle was Oliver’s guest, respect, respect, respect.

Not even taking a look at the guest, Luna summoned another bench on where she was standing and sat there, opening the book, for all she cared, the girl used the same spell three times in a row, with the name “Broken Balls: When Fortunes Turn Foul” and started reading. Although the girl had absolutely nothing into the subject division. However, she wanted to get to know it first, before picking her subjects at an older age. No regrets should be made.

Luna’s outfit and a few words from her:

Reducio

They say curiosity killed the cat...

Twin beads of blood had appeared on Koko's lower lip as she bit it to stop herself from speaking to the boy. She did not trust him. In fact, she was certain that, despite his appearance, he was just like his sister.

Now, this wasn't an unreasonable assumption. Koko didn't have the best history with a certain Luna "Fridge" Choi, and it wasn't beneath her to jump to conclusions. Koko had never enjoyed using logic. Koko sat hunched on the ground as Oliver left, and slowly, she began to relax and take note of where she was. It was obvious that she wasn't at home; no, she had to be in Oliver's house. Aaaaand she had her cat with her, at the very least - that was certainly a plus. Sighing, Koko patted Jax's head, listening to the warm rumbles of his purring as she attempted to smile. This was a complete and utter tragedy.

The aroma of ginger wafted through her nostrils, and Koko smirked when she heard footsteps. Was Oliver back so soon? Surely good tea should have been made with care!

When she turned, however, any sort of laughter died in her throat.

Oh no.

Koko smiled halfheartedly, aware it likely looked more like a grimace than anything, and she chuckled worriedly. "Well... Hi," she mumbled.

She glanced downwards and nearly snorted in a very unladylike manner. In fact, the sheer amount of effort she was using to stop from laughing made her face turn as red as her cat's collar. She said nothing more as she watched the terrifying prefect sit - although, Koko mused, it was hardly befitting for her to be scared of her own kind - and she swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat as she fingered the locket at her throat.

Koko didn't trust the tea at all, and she sniffed it wearily before discarding it with a disgruntled harrumph. Jax began to smell it, too, but she grabbed him before he could shove his tiny face into the mug. She'd have to chastise him when she got home - not before she gave him any treats, though. He was a good boy who deserved all the treats in the world.

Near-poisoning now avoided, Koko took a deep breath to steel herself before glancing up at Luna. Ice flooded her veins, chilling her, and she laughed quietly. "Wonderful dress, Miss Choi," she said drily.

But satisfaction brought it back

@Luna Choi

"Good day," Luna said in response to Riddle's greeting before respectfully closing and placing the book on the table. Her fingers lingered for a brief moment, pushed on the edge of the book, a somewhat dissatisfied expression on her face. It was shameful that she could only read the very first sentence for a few milliseconds before Riddle raised those golden eyes.

No matter how many times Luna interacted with Riddle, she could always see those gorgeous golden eyes filled with fear. Even though she was disinterested, Koko kept giving her the same reaction, which gradually roused the curious cat within her.

"Why are you afraid of me?" Luna tilted her head slightly, her gaze still fixed on the snake. There was no hesitating in her statements. To be honest, she had no reason to keep the question to herself. Riddle, she observed, had a keen intellect, and it should not take her long to figure out that Luna knew. Riddle was no longer a schoolmate of hers, but rather a guest of Oliver's, therefore making a bad impression felt like a bad idea. Asking her this would help the purple-haired figure out how she could make her feel more at ease.

Riddle made it clear that she did not want to sip the tea. Her cat, on the other hand, did not appear to mind. "I would not recommend drinking it if your cat has not yet eaten anything. I do, however, have fresh milk for your cat to try. I uh... also own a cat." Luna tried to say each syllable as politely as she could. It was tough to please someone else, especially when she was unwilling to do so. Before handing her the stray, her brother reminded her that she should explain herself whenever she made a decision or stated something for others to understand what she was expressing. Of course, the young snake was not keen about doing so. Riddle would most likely be one of the few exceptions, if only because this girl seemed to have an excellent relationship with Oliver.

"Oliver... made the tea." Luna shrugged, not finding a reason why she should not say it. "Even though you may hold some grudge towards me, madam, I suggest you give it a try."

”After all," she continued, "He will be filled with joy knowing that you gave it a try."

Luna felt her body freeze the instant she heard Riddle's "compliment." Her body trembled slightly as she realized she was not wearing her everyday clothes, but...


The young girl's teeth were grinding, and she could feel the heat of embarassment rising within her. Luna could tell her cheeks had turned scarlet even when she could not see them. She switched her attention away from the other girl, her shoulders lifted, indicating that she was far from relaxed. "Uhm..." She tried to speak, but her throat felt as if something was caught in it. Merlin, she just wanted to abandon all politeness and rush into her room as quickly as possible. Luna was not used to dealing with embarrassment.

"You-" Luna noticed a small moving figure in the distance while she was trying to think of what to say. The girl's eyes twinkled with joy, as if she had discovered her savior. She did, fortunately, find a savior during this time. "Please excuse my rudeness; my cat appears to have gone away from her normal spot."

Luna stood up and moved her legs quickly towards her kitty. Ray, on the other hand, was just staring at his owner, perplexed as to why she had suddenly approached him. The snake's mind was a jumbled mix of thoughts. She managed to bring Ray here, but what should she do next? Luna may walk away with Ray and return to her room to change her clothes, claiming that Ray accidentally scared the dress. However, that would require her to speak negatively about her pet, something Luna was not willing to do.

Koko stared blankly at Luna. Why... was she afraid?

It was, to Koko's great surprise, a good question. She had never quite thought about it before. She had only known her body reacted terribly to Luna being in the room. She always froze up and thought twice before acting, and usually before speaking, too. She always felt her hands grow clammy and she sometimes had to fight to keep her breathing steady.

There was just something about Luna that made her feel scared. Or was intimidated the right word?

Perhaps it was neither.

Koko chewed on her lower lip as she thought. Why was she scared of Luna? What had Luna ever done, really, other than her job?

Her... job.

Right.

Luna's job was pretty much to either be scary - or, perhaps, hated, from what Koko remembered about Victor's Hogwarts tales. No one had ever liked the prefects much.

"I don't know," said Koko finally. She folded her hands in her lap after wiping them off on her shirt, and she lifted her gaze to meet Luna's the best she could. "I guess you intimidate me. You're very... You keep your emotions in well at school."

Was that meant to be a compliment? Koko wasn't sure. She wished she kept her emotions in better; sometimes she wore them on her sleeve.

"It's impressive," Koko added. "I just feel like I can't really read you."

She shut her mouth then before she could spill all of her worries. She was being nice, right? Nice enough, at least.

Koko glanced to her side where Jax was tucked underneath her arm and then back at the tea, which did smell heavenly. She tilted her head as she listened to Luna's mention of the milk for the cat and the fact that Oliver had made the tea. Koko supposed that made her feel better.

"Er - please don't trouble yourself," said Koko, glancing away from Luna. It was as if she had just now noticed how rude she had been earlier. "Er... Sorry I didn't... Thank you for your hospitality."

She reached for the tea and took a sip. The warm flavour of ginger filled her mouth, and she couldn't even fight the small smile coming to her lips. "It's very good. Thank you."

Politeness really was the best way to go.

Koko watched, still smiling, as Luna's cheeks reddened. She had meant the comment sarcastically, but after being honest about her fears, it felt sort of stupid to embarrass Luna.

"I meant that genuinely," Koko said quickly. "It looks very cute on you!"

Almost in a rush, she added, "And I promise, pink is definitely your colour. It brings out your eyes."

She wasn't quite sure how much of that she meant, but she found that she didn't want Luna to feel too bad. After all, she could wear what she wanted to.

Luna turned, and Koko worried she hadn't done enough.

She watched as the prefect turned to follow her cat, and although she wanted to say, 'That's a cute cat!', Koko instead stood, reached behind her neck, and unclasped the locket.

"Actually... Please don't go. I think there's something I'd like to give you."

@Luna Choi