Chapter 1

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Sarutobi, the third Hokage of Konoha, sat facing his strangely dressed guest that appeared completely at ease while sucking a lemon drop that he had declined.

"Dumbledore-san. This mission that you have requested will be very costly, I must warn you." The third Hokage informed his guest.

" Money is not an issue when it comes to my school's and students' safety" Dumbledore smiled, " But I have a request."

" And what is this request?" Sarutobi asked.

"A very simple one really. I need someone who can mingle with my student so as to not cause an alarm." Dumbledore answered. Sarutobi thought for a moment before calling for his assistant, Yahiko.

Uchiha Compound

"Sasuke! Get your butt up from bed and done here for breakfast otherwise you will be late for school!" I hollered up the stairs.

" Alright. I am up," grumbled a drowsy Uchiha Sasuke as he made his way down to the table laden with his childhood friend, Ashira Hikari's cooking. Both Sasuke and I have known each other since diapers, his older brother, Itachi and I were both the youngest members to ever join Anbu until that fateful day that Itachi murdered his clan and left to join the Akastuki. Ever since that day, the two of us have lived together.

I was just getting started on my second pancake when there was a knock on the door. I got up and went to open the door and was greeted by a jounin that requested me to report to the Hokage's office for an important mission. I nodded, told Sasuke to wash up when he was done and with a puff of smoke, teleported myself just outside the Hokage's office. After a quick knock, I entered a saw a strangely dressed old man sitting across from the Third.

Dumbledore heard the door open and turned around to see his employee. He saw a young girl around the age of eleven who eyed him before bowing to her village leader. Sarutobi then introduced him to the young girl and explained the mission's details to her. At first she looked skeptical but just nodded and bowed to him as well before introducing herself, " It is nice to meet you Dumbledore-san. My name is Panther and I would gladly accept this mission." He smiled and replied, " It is nice to meet you too my dear however I would also require to know your real name as you would be undercover as a student at my school and please no need to be so formal. " The girl then looked over at her leader, who nodded, she then replied, " Ashira Hikari. "

Sarutobi watched the exchange between Hikari and Dumbledore. He then cleared his throat to regain their attention before explaining the difference between their own ninja skills and magic. I just kept quiet and absorbed whatever the Third had to say. With a dismissal to go home and pack what ever I needed and report in an hour time, I then proofed myself home.

OMG! Ran through my mind at the thought of having to go to another country and pass as a student to learn more about their culture and to mainly protect the school and particularly a student named Harry Potter from some evil dude. I did not mind going back to school as I kind of missed it but I did mind the fact that I was not allowed wearing my headband! That was like taking my pride but I had to endure for the sake of the mission. With a quick glance to see if I left out anything. Satisfied, I scribbled a quick farewell note that explained everything to Sasuke and warned him to take care and eat. I then poofed back to the Hokage's office.

Once at the office, Dumbledore then asked me to hold his hand so that he can apparate, whatever that meant, to Hogwarts. Suddenly, the scenery around me changed to a lush dark forest and I stumbled slightly before regaining my balance and looked up to see a seriously huge castle. Dumbledore than smiled at me and said, " Welcome to Hogwarts Miss Ashira"

After a brief tour of the school, it's history and its culture. I felt more enlightened about my situation. This is what I roughly understood. There are four houses in the school, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. A lion represents Gryffindor; colors are red and gold main traits, loyal and courageous. Slytherin is represented by a snake, colors are silver and green, main traits, cunning and sly. Also apparently, the evil wizard after Harry Potter's life was from that house. Ravenclaw is represented by a griffin colors blue and copper. Main trait, smart. Lastly, Hufflepuff represented by a badger colors yellow and brown. Main trait, Caring. I was going to be a first year student with Harry Potter so that I can look after him. So yea, I had about two weeks to get use to the school, get my school stuff, read relevant files and then take the train with the rest of the students to the school and then get sorted in front of everyone into a house. Sounds easy right? Right. Well that was what I thought.

It has been a week since I came to Hogwarts and I knew my way round the school. On my second day, Dumbledore introduced me to all the other teachers in the school. There was Professor McGonagall the head of Gryffindor and taught Transfiguration. Professor Snape, head of Slytherin and taught potions. Now that sounded like something that I could make use of during missions. Professor Sprout, head of Hufflepuff and taught herbology. That also sounded useful though I don't think our plants are the same but who knows. There was also Professor Hagrid, the biggest man I ever saw, a giant. He was the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, like a caretaker from what I gathered. Professor Trawnley was just plain freaky and then there was Professor Quirrell who taught Defense against for the darks arts. Oh yea. The most shocking thing that a ghost was my teacher for History of Magic. Whoa! Now that is what I call dedication!

"Miss Ashira," I heard someone call and turned to face Hagrid whom I have really grown close to over the last few days. " The headmaster said it is time for you to go to town and buy your books."

"But I have no money Hagrid, how am I suppose to buy anything?" I asked,

" Here is a key to your vault where the professor has already put some money in. Oh yea, here is a map of Diagon Alley that I drew and marked all the shops you have to go to get your stuff since I can't accompany you and all. Oh yea here is a school list for you too." I took two crumpled pieces of paper that Hagrid passed to me smiled and went to the nearest fireplace and shouted Leaky cauldron and everything just spun away.

" Cough! Cough!" I stood up straight and brushed the ashes off my Anbu attire, armor replace by a red cloak. I smiled at the bar tender Tom who then led the way out behind the bar and opened the wall to Diagon Alley for me. With a deep breath I stepped into the busy streets.

"Alright! First the bank." I talked to myself while looking around. Pretty easily, I spotted the very huge old looking building that had a seriously huge sign that spelled "Bank" I could really feel my sweat drops forming at my forehead. I made my way through the crowded street and into the freakily huge building where it took all of my Anbu training to stop myself form doubling over in shock when I saw a whole bunch of short, wrinkly old men with pointy ears. It took me quite a bit before I recognized them as Goblins. A particularly rude goblin ordered me to hand over my key. I almost wanted to drive a kunai through his little head but I was whisked away to a mine cart where I suffered a stomach wrenching ride of ups and downs, twist and turns till we came to a huge door and I collected my money and listened to a short explanation"

I walked out of the bank still fighting a tough battle with my stomach when I could not take it anymore and turned the corner of the street and hurled. I was coughing bent double when a silky voice asks behind me if I am okay. I wiped my mouth and turned to face a blond pale boy that had a pretty arrogant look on his face.

" Ah. I am all right. Just lost the battle against the stomach after that horror ride." I giggled while pointing towards the bank. He also smiled and offered me his hand out.

" I know. I also can't stand that stupid ride." I took his offered hand.

" Thanks. My name is Ashira Hikari. What's yours?" I asked,

" Draco, Draco Malfoy." he answered. " Are you a first year?" he asked.

" Ah. Yea I am a first year. How bout' you? "I answered, just being friendly.

" Same. Ashira huh. You Japanese?" He asked, just as he was opening his mouth to ask me another question, a pretty blond woman, probably his mother called out for him.

"Sorry but I have to go. I will see you on the train" he said before walking away. I just nodded, waving, feeling a little jealous that he got to go shopping for school stuff with his mother, I never had the chance.

Shaking away those negative feelings, I decided that I should start on my shopping and pulled out the map Hagrid gave me and opened it. After one glance at the paper, I screamed in horror scaring the socks off the people near me.

" HAGRID! I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU!" The so-called map that Hagrid gave me was a freaky piece of crumpled paper that was covered with doodles and scribbles that were totally illegible. I sighed in aspiration and turned to look around helplessly. Well time to put my Anbu skills to the test.

Draco walked away from the girl he saw puking her guts on street towards his mother. He could help but feel mesmerized by her eyes, they were unique, gold-flecked amber.

" Draco, who was that you were talking to?" his mother Narcissa Malfoy asked,

" A fellow first year mother" he replied. Narcissa Malfoy just nodded her head and motioned for her son to follow her. Draco trailed behind his mother, his thoughts still on the girl he left behind.

After wandering for about half an hour, I finally reached the wand shop that had a huge sign stating Oliver's wands. I pushed the door open and entered the quaint little shop. An old man greeted me and asked if I was a first year. I just nodded. " Alright. Let's get started deary. Now please hold up your wand hand." Mr. Oliver, I was assuming the old man was he, instructed. I just stood there looking at him blankly. What was a wand arm? That thought ran through my head. My confusion must have shown on my face or maybe it was my lack of response that had the man asking if I was right handed or left handed. I quickly stuck out my right hand and he started taking measurement for god knows what reason.

He then went behind the counter muttering to himself. Boy did that have me worried that I was with a psycho or something. He soon came back with a pile of boxes and opened the first one. " Hollow wood with a unicorn core. Go ahead give it a swish." Oliver prompted. I just flicked my wish thinking what could a little stick do. When all of a sudden, the bowl of water on the counter exploded. I literally jumped out of my skin and Oliver snatched the wand out of my hand and shoved another one. With another flick it caused the table to break.

The whole cycle of Oliver snatching a wand in my hand and me flicking it to cause another damage in the shop or Oliver himself continued for another half and hour. I was beyond annoyed, so was Oliver who had bright green hair, courtesy of one of the wands. Oliver handed me a copper wand that had a dragon fang in it, not that I cared much at that moment. I just wanted this torture over with. If this wand did not work, I did not care anymore, NO MORE WANDS! I could go to school without it for all I care. Luckily, the wand turned out to have chosen me because when I flicked it, a bunch of rabbits exploded out and started hopping around the stall.

I sighed in relief very loudly and was going to give the old man a hug but he had a worried look on his face. I stopped midway in my movements and curiously asked him if he everything was peachy. " Curious, Curious." was all he muttered, totally ignoring me. I could feel anger marks forming on my forehead at being ignored. So I decided that I had enough of the stuffy shop that looked like it had gone through a war and exited the shop. Walking as far away as possible from the strange shop and even better, away from that old man that creeped and annoyed the heck out of me.