word count: 1893
requested by: none
pronouns: she/her
warnings: idiot luke, sad y/n, angel luna, love of my life asshole draco (and crew), and other stereotypical house/character traits
fandom: 5 seconds of summer, harry potter
au type: hogwarts
summary: if the slytherin didn't want to date a ravenclaw, then he really shouldn't have asked her out to begin with
inspired by: @potter-imagines (https://potter-imagines.tumblr.com/post/631197623432478720/left-waiting-at-the-three-broomsticks-fred)
authors notes: it's about damn time i wrote a hogwarts au for luke if u ask me
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"Darling."
You were shaken out of your daydream by the voice you would have sworn was just your mind playing tricks on you had it not also been paired with the soft placement of a hand on your shoulder. You looked up to find Madam Rosmerta giving you a small smile, her thumb lightly rubbing your shoulder through your sweater.
"You know I hate to do this to you, but we're closing in five minutes," the shop owner told you.
"Already?" you furrowed your eyebrows.
"Sweetheart, you've been here for over three hours," she reminded you gently.
You looked at her incredulously for a moment before your eyes landed on the four empty glasses of butterbeer on the table in front of you. You sighed to yourself – you hadn't realized you'd been there that long – and looked back up.
"I'm sorry, Madam Rosmerta," you shook your head, "I didn't realize how long it'd been."
"It's alright, darling," she assured you, "Just be sure to get back to your dormitory before curfew." You nodded in response, getting up and quickly making your way back to the castle.
You thought you could make it to your room without any trouble; You thought you could make it without anyone bothering you. But, of course, because this was your life and nothing ever goes the way you hope, you ran into the one person you didn't want to see right now.
"Oi, mudblood, what do you think you're doing?"
You simply continued walking – maybe Draco would just think you didn't hear him and move on – but you should have known better; The Malfoys were not known to be a quiet bunch. You squeaked in surprise when a hand grabbed your elbow, forcing you to spin around and face Draco and his posse.
"Bloody brave of you to ignore your elders like that, don't you think?" Draco laughed dryly.
"Elders?" you repeated, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Elders, those better than you – same thing," Pansy rolled her eyes.
"You can't be elders; we're in the same year," you reminded them.
"Think you're bloody smarter than us then?" Crabbe reached over and shoved you lightly, causing you to stumble back a couple steps.
"What do you think you're doing out so late?" Goyle repeated Draco's question, "Shouldn't you be reading a book or participating in a spelling bee or something?"
"I was just... I was...craving some butterbeer..." you trailed off.
"In that outfit?" Pansy giggled humorlessly, "Bit too nice for a late-night Hogsmeade run, yeah?"
"Pansy, please," Draco laughed along, "Don't suggest she had a date! Who would believe that?"
"Probably covering the fact that she was alone on yet another Saturday," Crabbe insisted.
"She's got all dressed up just to drink butterbeer alone?" she added, "Maybe someone was stupid enough to ask her out."
"Only if he wasn't planning on showing," Goyle laughed loudly. You tried to subtly swallow the lump in your throat, but it only made the group's eyes and smiles widen.
"She got stood up!" they all howled simultaneously.
"This is bloody brilliant!" Draco cheered.
"She actually thought someone liked her!" Pansy sighed dramatically.
While they continued on making fun of you, you just spun on your heels and walked away. Luckily, they didn't stop you, allowing you to turn the corner and run to the Ravenclaw Tower.
You could feel the tears welling up, and it took everything in you not to start crying when your voice broke giving the answer to the entrance riddle. You gave a tight-lipped smile to the few students strewn about the common room, sighing in relief when you finally made it to your dormitory door.
"Y/N, where have you been?" your roommate said in surprise once you entered the room, "I was beginning to worry!"
"Told you I had a date tonight," you whispered, taking off your sweater and tossing it back into your wardrobe – you'd been sitting alone drinking butterbeer for four hours; how dirty could it be?
"Yes, but I didn't think you would be gone that long," Luna shook her head, "You're always back way before curfew no matter what you've been doing."
"Time got away from me, I guess," you barely shrugged. But since you hadn't looked at her once since entering the room, your best friend knew there was something more going on than what you were telling her.
"What's going on?" she asked you skeptically, "Did you not have fun on your date?"
"Probably would have if he'd ever bothered to show up," you grumbled – there was no use in lying to Luna, and honestly, you just really wanted to vent out your frustration.
"You were stood up?" an angered expression now replacing her previously neutral one, "Who would do that?"
"Should have seen it coming though, yeah?" you swallowed thickly, "Should've known a Slytherin didn't really want to go out with me."
"Wait, are you talking about Luke?" she asked, only earning a small nod, "He's the one who didn't show? If anything, you should have been the one not to go. Would have served him right for all the snide remarks he makes about you in Potions class."
"Thought he was being sincere," you admitted with a small sniffle, "He's been being nice to me recently. I thought he really was interested..." Luna was silent for a moment, not really knowing what to say that would make you feel better.
She never ended up saying anything, actually – she just walked over to your bed, sat beside you, and wrapped you up in a tight hug. She grinned softly when she felt you chuckle, wrapping your own arms around her and laying your head on her shoulder.
And you both stayed like that until you decided to go to sleep.
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Monday; Noon
Though you were still upset, you were certainly in a much better mood than you had been the previous two days. Draco and his friends had obviously still poked fun at you during your shared classes, but you simply ignored them. You hadn't seen Luke all morning, still trying to decide if you were going to confront him when you made it to the Great Hall for lunch.
But it turned out someone else would make that decision for you.
"Y/N!" you heard Luna's voice call out. You looked over your shoulder to find her running down the corridor, prompting you to stop walking so she could catch up.
"Luna?" you furrowed your eyebrows as she got closer, taking note of the worried look on her face, "Are you okay?"
"I was checking on Neville in the infirmary after flying class and saw Luke there," she informed you. Your mouth twitched with a pained smile, but you didn't get out any words. "I asked Madam Pomfrey when he arrived and she said he'd been there since Friday."
"Friday?" you breathed, feeling your shoulders slump slightly, "What happened?!"
"I don't know; I came to find you as soon as I heard," she shook her head, "He didn't stand you up! Madam Pomfrey said she hasn't let him out of bed since he went in!" You were already darting off in the direction she'd come from by the time she finished speaking.
"Thanks, Luna!" you hollered, waving to her without ever looking back.
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"Hi, Madam Pomfrey," you greeted the nurse after entering the infirmary.
"Hi, sweetheart!" she smiled, "What brings you here today? Another potions class mishap?"
"No," you let out an amused breath, "I... Um... Is Luke still here?"
"Ah, yes, Miss Lovegood said she was going to fetch you for him," she nodded, "He's in bed six, dear." You thanked her softly, approaching the bed on the left side of the room.
You smiled at the students you passed along the way, your nerves growing the closer you got to number six. While Luna had assured you that Luke didn't stand you up at Madam Rosmerta's, that didn't mean he wanted you to come to the hospital wing to visit him. You stopped outside of station number six, took a deep breath in the hopes of calming your racing heart, and just went for it.
You pulled the curtain back slightly – just enough to peek around and make sure Luke was alone. When you saw he was, you stepped into view, hearing his breathing hitch when he looked up.
"Y/N?" Luke breathed out. You took in his appearance – wincing slightly at the bruise surrounding his left eye and the small scratches peeking out from underneath his sleeves.
"Luke, what happened to you?" you asked, grabbing a chair and sitting next to the hospital bed.
"I'm not normally this weak," he replied, "I was taken by surprise; I wasn't expecting-"
"Luke," you repeated, bringing your hand up and brushing his hair off of his forehead. He turned his gaze to you, his body relaxing at your touch. "What happened?" you asked again, making him sigh.
"Malfoy and his minions managed to get out of me that you were the person I had a date with on Friday," he informed you, "Apparently decided not going at all was better than being seen dating yo-" He cut himself off, his jaw tightening slightly. "I didn't mean for all this to happen," he swallowed, "I know you thought I was messing with you, but I really did want to go out with you... I didn't leave you at the pub on purpose... Would never do that to you..."
"You could have sent me an owl," you murmured. He was silent for a moment.
"Didn't think of that..." he admitted in a whisper, his heart skipping when it made you laugh.
"I didn't hate you for standing me up," you promised as you took his hand, noticing the small sigh of relief he let out, "I was just... I thought you'd really did like me and I was actually excited when you asked me out... And I was nervous the entire time waiting at the table and suddenly Madam Rosmerta was telling me she was closing, so I just thought..."
"I do really like you," he assured you quickly, "I know I haven't been the nicest, but... I'm trying to make up for it... If I had known Malfoy was going to pull that... I don't even know what I'd do to him."
"You won't even be out of this bed by the time I'm through with him," you grumbled, making him smile.
"Think you can wait a bit though?" he asked, "Would love to witness whatever it is you've got in mind."
"Might be better you don't see that side of me," you finally chuckled, his heart skipping a beat at the sound of it.
"It'll just remind me what could happen if I got on your bad side," he winked playfully, squeezing your hand. He looked at you for a moment before he could stop the words from coming out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry I told Malfoy we had a date," he whispered. You simply shrugged.
"You're just lucky you're so cute," you said softly, smiling when you noticed his cheeks start turning red, "And you're lucky I'm a forgiving person." He barely chuckled, his eyes fluttering shut as you continued running your fingers through his hair.
"I know."
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