Disclaimer for all the chapters after and including this one: I don't own any characters in this fanfic. Got it? For those who care about disclaimers, remember that for the next chapters...
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Professor McGonagall sighed as she watched Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy insult each other. If only those two boys were still here.
"Boys! Quiet down!" Professor McGonagall barked at them. Her voice softened, "Why can't you two be more like Gon and Killua?"
"What? What's she talking about?" Malfoy sneered at his cronies.
"Oh.Nevermind that.Get back to work! You all still have a teapot to transform!" Professor McGonagall scrutinized her class and sat back on her stool, plucking a quill from her desk.
Harry turned to his best friends, Ron and Hermione.
"Who are Gon and Killua?" Harry asked them.
"I dunno Harry. But if it has something to do with you and Malfoy, you should check up on it." Ron said.
"I might've heard about them..." Hermione whispered, "But I can't remember where...Let's go check the library later."
"Oh, not the library again..." Ron sighed.
"But it's something involving me and Malfoy. Ought to be interesting..." Harry tried to convince his red-haired friend.
"Oh alright...as long as we don't take too long."
-In the Library-
"I found them!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione and Harry gathered around him. "It's just a list from the year 1980 with their names written in there though. Not much use." Ron threw the book to the side.
Harry stared at the book. What was so important about those two people that Professor McGonagall would soften her usual tone of voice?
"Harry! Ron! Here." Hermione gestured them over, "This is the 1980 yearbook."
"I never knew we had yearbooks!" Ron exclaimed.
"That's not the point Ron! Look. It looks like Gon was in Gryffindor house while Killua was in Slytherin."
"They don't look any older than us. Probably only 12 to 13 years old." Harry said while staring at the picture.
"And that's not all." Hermione flipped the page, "Look."
There, on one page were Gon and Killua laughing together. They looked almost like brothers or close friends.
"What? A Slytherin and a Griffindor!" Ron stared at the page in outrage, "How did that happen?"
"I don't know Ron but it would be interesting if we found out." Hermione said.
"Then let's get reading." Harry said and opened a book.
-An hour later-
"Ugh...all this reading is giving me a major headache..." Ron mumbled. Harry pushed his glasses up the rim of his nose. His fingers searched the books and came across an interesting title. Hogwarts: A Broken Line of Rivalry? Looks promising. Flipping to the first page, he blinked at the portrait of the two boys they had seen earlier in the yearbook.
"Guys...I think I might've found something." Harry said. Hermione rushed over and pulled the book from his hands.
"Let's see...The Hogwarts rivalry is widely known in the wizarding world. The animosity between Slytherins and Griffindors goes deep. In the year of 1979 to 1980, this rivalry was broken for a short moment of time. This moment of time, as short as it was, was precious. Especially for the two boys who had done it. For these two young boys, anything was possible. Even breaking the rivalry of time. Here begins the account of Gon and Killua, forever best friends." Hermione finished reading the first paragraph.
"Well...that explains a lot..." Harry said.
"Wait. So Professor McGonagall suggested that you and Malfoy become friends? Get real! Is she nuts?" Ron said bewildered.
"I don't think Professor McGonagall was suggesting THAT. But she was probably remembering a nice memory or something." Hermione thought out loud.
"Well...read on then. This is interesting. Wonder how those two boys done it eh? Killua must've been a real pest though. Being a Slytherin and all." Ron said.
"Ron!" Hermione glared at the red-haired boy sitting on the floor.
"It's alright Hermione. Let's hear it. Like what Ron said, I wonder how Gon and Killua became friends." Harry interrupted before any arguments started.
"Hmm..." Hermione stared at the book in her hands, "Aha! It all started in the Hogwarts Express, in the fateful year of 1979...
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Gon walked into the train station holding his bags and the only possession left by his father, a fishing rod. He studied a piece of parchment.
"Let's see...umm...books. Check! Wand...uh...aha! Check! Robes. Check! Pet?" Gon looked around, "Nope...hmm...what's this? Oh, optional." He rolled up the list and stuck it into his pocket, "Ok. I guess that's everything."
"Do you have everything you need Gon?" A woman's voice came from above the boy wearing green.
"Yup! I checked everything Aunt Mito." Gon smiled at his aunt, who he recognized as his mother.
"Try not to do anything that will hurt yourself. I know that you are very curious about how Hogwarts is like but don't go overboard by exploring. Alright?"
"Don't worry Aunt Mito. I can take care of myself."
"Yes...I know that...and remember to write letters every now and then. Ok?"
"I'll write when I can." Gon smiled at Aunt Mito. They hugged and she steered him over to a brick wall.
"Aunt Mito? What are you doing?"
"I'm taking you to your train of course. I'm not about to leave you just like that. Come on." She pushed him toward the brick wall.
"But Aunt Mito! That's a brick wa—" He stared in shock as he came face to face with the Hogwarts Express. "No wonder there was no Station 9 3/4 outside..."
"Gon, take care of yourself. Alright?"
"I will Aunt Mito!" Gon waved goodbye and jumped on the train.
Gon pulled his bags around, looking for a compartment to sit in but most of them were full of students. Finally, Gon found a compartment with one person sitting in it, staring out the window.The feature that stood out most from the boy was that hehad white hair and at the moment, he looked very bored. His aquamarine eyes suddenly shifted to where Gon was standing. Gon smiled and opened the door.
"I'm sorry. Eh...May I share this compartment with you?"
No answer.
The boy with white hair kept his eyes on Gon for one long minute and finally turned to look out the window. Gon smiled and put his bags and fishing rod in an overhead bin. He sat down again, studying his companion.
"My name's Gon Freecs. I came from Whale Island. So what about you? What's your name?"
The white haired boy continued to stare out the window.
Gon looked out the window and then back at the boy sitting across from him. "It's ok. You don't need to tell me your name if you don't want to. Umm...how about your family? I live with my aunt and she owns a bar. What does your family do?"
The boy turned to look at Gon, his aquamarine eyes piercing Gon's chocolate brown ones. He faced the window again.
"My family assassinates people. It's their job." He said simply.
"Wow! That must be pretty cool." Gon said, staring in awe at his new companion.
The boy turned to look at Gon in surprise. Gon blinked back. And then the white-haired boy started laughing.
"You're a strange person. Why'd you take what I said so seriously?" he said.
"Huh? I thought you were telling the truth." Gon said, blinking at him. The boy turned to look out the window.
"How did you know I was lying? ...Usually...no one can tell that I'm lying..."
"It was just a feeling."
"Just a feeling?"
"Uh huh." Gon smiled at him, "So what's your name?"
The boy turned to look at him amused, a wry smile crossing his face, "Why do you want to know so badly?"
"Well, I don't know what to call you, and...well..." Gon glanced out the window, "...I want to be friends with you." The white-haired boy's eyes widened in surprise. "You'd be my first friend I would ever have."
"Why?" the boy asked, "...You don't have any friends?"
"Nope. On Whale Island, there aren't many people as young as me so my friends are all animals."
"Well..." the boy turned to look out the window again, a smile on his lips, "...you would be my first friend too."
"Wow. Really? Shouldn't you get lots of friends? I mean, you seem really cool!"
"Heh. It's hard to find friends when you're born into a family of assassins."
"Oh right, huh? That IS a problem isn't it?" Gon said, trying to think of a solution for his compartment friend. His white-haired friend started laughing.
"You're really strange you know?"
"I am? Oh well..."
"Killua."
"Hmm?"
"My name is Killua. Killua Zaoldyeck."
Gon smiled at Killua. "Well then nice to meet you Killua. My name is Gon Freecs."
"You already told me that you idiot." Killua laughed.
"Oh right. I did didn't I." Gon stuck out his tongue in mock humor.
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Alright! This is my new fanfic! Like it so far? Still working on how to introduce Kurapica and Leorio and how Gon and Killua's friendship will strengthen. Ja ne!