Disclaimer: I don't own anything really. Hogwarts belongs to J.K.Rowling. Not even some of the characters. They belong to other people. But I think I own the main character (not really sure because of his name), some minor characters and some of the ideas. So, please don't sue me I'm not making any money out of this

Things you should know: this is a Hogwarts fic but not a Harry Potter fic. All you know from Harry to Voldemort dose not appear in this fic. Take it as something from a parallel universe to the one of HP

Author Note: hope you'll like this in the end. The basic idea came from an rpg forum

Hogwarts: Another side, another story

Chapter I: Making a Friendship

We have all heard of things that can not be explained. Some think it's supernatural, others think it's UFOs and some that have a little brain problem think it's the government. But some are close to the truth because they believe in magic. Magic is real and it is all around us. Around us, yet hidden. Hidden for a reason. People in general are herd creatures and that makes them stupid creatures. Think witch hunts and you get the picture. That is why men and women that use magic as we use electricity stay hidden, even though they have other faults. Even though they are magical they are still humans and are no different then the ones they so fondly call muggles. Some consider that the character of people is inbred and that one has the same principles like his parents before him. This is especially true for magic users or wizards as they like to call themselves. Some of them put price on the so called "purity of blood" like muggles put a price on the color of skin. We live in a racist world that doesn't even condemn them. But they are to be condemned and pitied.

And thus, having set the base of the world, we turn our attention to a young man sitting in a garden riding what appeared to be a hundred year old book. By his appearance you could say that the boy and the book shouldn't even be in the same time zone. The guy was wearing black ¾ pants, black basketball sneakers, a black t-shirt with the arms cut off so that his muscles where visible and he had spiky jet-black hair. The fact that a guy like this could read was an achievement. The fact that he could read a book in Latin at a fast pace and understand every word was a miracle. But miracles happen every day so we shouldn't be too surprised. The boy was sixteen going on seventeen and was reading something to help him finish his "special" project. Sometimes his eyes would look around the garden he was in. It was his first time here. He and his parents had just moved into the house that morning and his mum and dad were still unpacking

He had lived in Japan until this day but was not missing home a great deal. He was not the kind of person who got attached to stuff. It had been his parents idea to move to England and they were missing home more than he did. But his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden movement in the bushes next to the bench he was sitting on. The boy simply closed his book and then put his right hand on a small and thin peace of wood that came out of his pants. Then in one quick motion jumped and put his left hand in the bushes. In the next second his hand came back out attached to a boy's neck.

"Um...hello", said the boy with a little spark of fear in his eyes. He had dark brown hair, caught in a pony tail at the end, gray eyes looking at him from under strands of hair. He was dressed with a pair of baggy jeans and a red and gold T-shirt with a lion on the back.

"And you were worming through my bushes because?" asked the black haired boy a little annoyed at the other boy.

"I saw the moving truck in the morning and I wanted to see who my new neighbors were", answered the kid, still felling the hand on his neck.

"The front door was made for that", replied the other and let go of his neck.

"I'm sorry. My name is Isei Deboso. Nice to meet you", said Isei cheerfully, now that his life was in no immediate danger and holding up his hand.

"Vash Kazama" answered Vash after looking him up and down. He was not cheerful, he was calm and collected. Few were the times that the young Kazama smiled a happy smile. And anything short of a huge personal achievement or a ten times Oscar wining comedy couldn't make him laugh. After a few more seconds he grabbed Isei's hand and shook it once.

"So where are you from?", asked Isei trying to make conversation.

"I'm from Japan", answered Vash while sitting down on his bench.

After taking a seat in front of him on the grass, Isei continued to talk. "But you speak perfect English. How is that?".

"I am fluent in six known and used languages and in about four dead ones", replied Vash calmly

At the answer the other boy left his eyes a little big and his mouth at about the level of his waist. "Is that even possible?!", he asked shocked

"Yes", Vash answered simply. He believed the boy a muggle and was not about to tell him something that would have freaked him out. Isei was about to speak again when the sound of a woman's voice was heard.

"Got to go. Mum is calling. Hope to see you again and become friends", he said as he got up and jumped through the bushes to go home. 'To bad he's a muggle' were his last thoughts before entering his house.

Vash had simply bowed his head and after the boy left, opened back his book at the same page and continued to read, settled on finishing it before dinner with some friends of his dad from the ministry.

The sun was coming down and the world of Vash Kazama was starting to have a red tint to it. The boy was just finishing his book when he heard the voice of his mother

"Vash! Please go and take a shower. Our guests will be over in a fifteen minutes!".

"OK mom", the boy replied and started to make his way to the bathroom. And just as his mother told him fifteen minutes later he heard the door bell.

"I'll get it!", Vash called to his parents while reaching for the door handle. Few were the times in the young boy's life that he was shocked. This was one of those times for in front of him stood the boy that he meet that afternoon with what could only be his parents. But although he was surprised he didn't let it show, only raising an eyebrow. "You must be the Debosos. I am Vash Kazama, son of Cloud Kazama, your host for this evening", he introduced himself letting the family enter.

"Reno Deboso, your father's friend and one time class mate. See Isei, this is the way a young man should act", the man that had about the same height as his son. All three Debosos were wearing light colored clothes, as were the Kazamas. Only Vash was wearing black jeans, a black t-shirt and a white shirt over it.

"Reno, how have you been doing?", asked Cloud while they were walking to the dining room. Cloud was medium height, had blue eyes and blond hair that had the spikiness that rivaled Vash's.

Reno Deboso smiled at his old friend. Reno was a slim kind of guy. He had red hair which was a little bit spiky. "Doing great. And now that you're hear my job will be allot easier" he responded. With that the two men entered the living room for some nice conversation. The women, Tifa and Isei's mother, Riza, went in to the kitchen to discuss women stuff, so that left Isei and Vash on the hall way.

"So you're a wizard?", asked Vash, but it was clearly a statement.

"Yeah" replied the other guy smiling from ear to ear, barely keeping his eyes visible. "And you're one too, aren't you? Off course you are", he asked and answered in the same sentence without a break.

"And I'm sure that we're going to go to school together in September", the guy continued without a pause for breathing.

"School?", Vash asked, rising an eyebrow. He had not gone to school back in Japan. He had learned at home from a tender age of six. The first five only basic stuff you could find in books and then from eleven practical things. And besides the magical learning he was trained in martial arts.

"Yeah, Hogwarts. The biggest school in the country. No, no, the continent. No, no the world!", Isei finished with another huge smile and a thumbs up. "It's the coolest thing in the magical world. A huge castle with a lot of secret passages, a ton of ghosts and the best food this side of the ocean!", he continued to praise his school

"Hogwarts … ", Vash said, keeping his eyebrow raised. He knew of Hogwarts from books and from his parents, who before coming to Japan attended school there. It would be interesting to go to the same school as his parents. Very interesting indeed.

As Vash was thinking in his own world, Isei started getting worried from the lack of response from the other guy. Just as he was about to shake him awake, there was a call of "Dinner" and Vash came back to the world of the living.

"This way", he gestured to Isei towards the right door leading to the living room. The dinning room was actually part of the living room and had a door to the kitchen. It was actually behind the stairs that went up from the entrance hall. By the time the boys arrived, the others were sited with the exception of Tifa, who was still bringing some food from the kitchen. The two heads of family were seated at both ends of the table while the wives took seats on one side of the table. So the boys took the least two seats on one side of the table both near their respective father.

Diner was filled with light conversation about the past, each family catching up with their old friends. The only ones who weren't speaking so much were the two children. Vash did not because he had nothing really to talk with the older people and was not all that sociable, so he didn't talk with Isei unless asked. And Isei didn't have what to talk with the "old dudes", so he kept trying and ultimately failing to talk with Vash. But they were included some times in disruptions so that the other parents could learn about their friend's son. At the end of the affair both families were left thinking that the other boy would be a good influence on their son. The Kazamas because Isei was so opened and had a happy go lucky attitude, and hoped that he would open Vash a little up. And the Debosos because Vash was so hard working and so serious about life, and hoped that he could open Isei's eyes to the responsibilities of life.

Later that night, Vash was sitting on the roof of his house watching the stars. He was thinking of all the things that were going to happen in a couple of days. Four, to be exact. He was going to go to his parents school for the last two years. He was born in September, but the school didn't accept students that hadn't reached the age of eleven. So he had to go in as a sixth year, because he was sixteen when school started. That did not bother him. The thing that bothered him was the fact that he had to finish his project before school. That meant that in two days he had to give it a try, or leave it for the winter break. So he had another day to arrange his knowledge in his head to improve his chances of success. But as he ended his plans and was preparing to just sit and view the sky, he heard sounds of someone coming up to the roof top

"How did you find the way?", he asked without looking.

"The houses around here are built the same. Mine is kind of like the mirror of yours, so it was easy", Isei responded while sitting near Vash. They stood like that for a couple of minutes before Isei started talking about why he was there.

"I wanted to apologies about this morning. I just thought that you were just some weird muggle that was reading an old book. Sorry for snooping around", Isei said in a bit more serious tone. "And I was wandering if we could be friends", he added hopefully. Vash didn't respond and after a couple of minutes, Isei thought that his apology wasn't enough and got up to leave.

"Hey", he heard as he was about step off the roof. When he turned, he saw that it was Vash with his hand out. "Apology accepted", he said, and when Isei grabbed his hand, a smile appeared on his face. "Friend".