Chapter 1

Daisuke looked down at the envelope in his hand, pulling out the letter and reading it for the fifth time.

"'Dear Mr. Ichimaru'," he read under his breath. "'I am happy to tell you that you and a select few have been accepted as transfer students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' What? This is a prank right?" he flipped the thick-papered letter over, looking for something on the back before holding it up to the light as if it would reveal a hidden message.

"Huh," he said finally, giving up and pulling another letter out of the envelope. "And that's a supply list..." He continued reading. "'Term starts on September 1st. We welcome you and the new students and teachers. Sincerely—Albus Dumbledore'. Whatever."

"Daisuke!" his mother's voice floated down the stairs. "Dad sent you a message from Soul Society!"

"Coming!" he called back, throwing the letters and envelope back onto the couch.

Seconds later, he was ripping open another envelope on the stairs.

'Daisuke,

You're being sent on another mission from the head captain. There's a school in Scotland for...special students. Old Man Yama has been contacted by the school's headmaster who requested that we send Soul Reapers that would be able to pass as students to protect a boy named Harry Potter. A man named Voldemort is supposedly on the rise and has been trying to kill Harry for the past three years. I hope you've been studying your English! Have fun. Make new friends.

-Dad'

"Okay, not a prank?"

Still standing on the staircase, he looked up when he heard four small knocks on the door. He jumped the last few steps and pulled the door open to see Masaki and Kaien, identical expressions of confusion on their faces. Daisuke noticed Masaki clutching a letter in her fist.

"You guys got one too, huh?" he said, standing back to let them in. Daisuke couldn't help but smile when they nodded at the same time, both started forward on the same foot, ran into each other in the doorway and muttered, "Oh, sorry," in the same tone.

"Wow, you two really are twins," he said with a laugh.

"Shut up!" they yelled at the same time. They turned to each other, their next words tumbling out in synch. "Quit doing that! Stop it! Knock it off!"

The two of them glared at each other before both opening their mouths and shouting, "Uncle Byakuya has girl hair!"

They stopped at the sound of Rangiku laughing as she came down the stairs.

"I almost don't wanna know what that argument was about," she said, wiping a tear from her eyes and joining them by the door. "Don't worry, I won't tell him you said that. I guess you guys are going on the mission too?"

The twins nodded and Kaien spoke up.

"Evee called me and said she got one too."

"Our parents said we were s'posed to meet two other Soul Reapers at the Urahara Shoten in two days at 4:30 AM," Masaki added.

"And we have to get up so early because?" Daisuke asked. Masaki shrugged.

"Something about training, getting the equipment we need, stuff like that."

Daisuke looked back down at the letter in his hand. "Well, if anything, it can't be worse than Aizen...can it?"

"I hope not," said Masaki with a sigh. "Especially considering I nearly lost my arm..."

"Hey, you DO take after your dad!" said Rangiku with a grin, patting Masaki on the shoulder. "I can't tell you how many times he took a blow to the shoulder...I wonder if people thought that was his weak spot or something...hmm..."

"Anyway," said Daisuke, clapping his hands together. "May as well have fun with this while we can."

And so, two days later, four sleepy teenagers stood outside the Urahara Shoten. They literally looked like they'd been dragged out of bed, handed bags, and sent out the door. Evee's hair stuck up in odd directions, Masaki had dark shadows under her eyes, Daisuke seemed to be falling asleep where he stood and Kaien was swaying back and forth like he'd fall over any second.

"Yo, Urahara!" Kaien shouted, his voice cracking slightly. "Let us in! The door's locked!"

The lock clicked and the door slid open revealing a fan-waving Urahara.

"'Bout time you guys got here," he said cheerily. Daisuke's head jerked up with a grunt and he mumbled, "Huh? Yeah." before grabbing a dozing Masaki's hand and leading her into the building. Kaien and Evee followed afterward, Kisuke bringing up the rear and shutting the door behind him.

"Everyone else is downstairs in the basement," he said. "You know where to go."

They all made their way slowly but surely down to the basement. Waiting for them were Renji in a gigai and two people in long robes that reached the ground. Once of the people, in purple robes, was a man who looked like he may have been over 100 years of age with half-moon glasses and long, silver hair that matched the beard tucked into his belt.

"He looks like Yamamoto," Kaien whispered loudly to Evee. Beside the old man was a woman who was younger than him, but still plenty old, in emerald robes with square glasses that covered stern eyes.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of the school you'll be attending this year. I wanted to welcome you in person before we got to the school," said the old man, bowing low. The Soul Reapers just stared blankly at him.

"Oh, sorry! I forgot," said Kisuke from behind Masaki. He pulled what looked like and ear-piercer from his pocket and told Masaki to hold out her hand. Too tired to object, she held it up.

"Why'd you want me too—OW!" she jerked her hand back when Kisuke used the small gun to shoot something into the palm of her hand. "What was that for?"

"Heh. You're awake now, huh? It's a little device I created," Kisuke explained while moving onto Kaien, who gave his hand a little reluctantly, "that allows you to speak and understand any language you hear. This will especially come in handy because I would only have a day to teach most of you English…"

Evee gasped and jerked her hand away when Kisuke used the gun on her.

"Let's try those introductions again, shall we?" said Kisuke said, shooting Daisuke's hand and moving on to Renji.

"Kids, this is Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Kisuke announced in English with a flourish of his fan. "Accompanying him is Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall."

The two of them bowed when their names were said. Dumbledore smiled kindly at them.

"You've been told, I trust, that you will be attending under the cover of transfer students, yes?"

They nodded and he continued, "Lieutenant Abarai and a captain will be assistant teachers this year."

"Who's the captain?" Evee asked, scratching her head and messing up her hair even more. Their question was answered as someone slid the rest of the way down the ladder saying, "Sorry I'm late!"

The twins froze.

"I know that voice," said Masaki. They all turned around to see Ishiin Kurosaki in his body jogging towards them.

"My beautiful grandchildren!" he shouted, running toward them, arms outstretched. The twins sidestepped away from each other and Ishiin tackled the air between them.

"Hey, Grandpa," said Kaien, waving half-heartedly. "You're coming too?"

"Yep!" he said, pulling himself up off the ground. "They wanted to send your parents, but the two of them got held up doing something in Soul Society. So they sent me and Renji instead!"

"Oh, yay…please don't try and tackle us when we walk into the classroom…" said Masaki. Ishiin gave her a look.

"You're mean when you're tired."

"Tell me about it," Kaien and Daisuke mumbled. Masaki glared and Ishiin continued.

"Anyway, I'll be good if I have to."

Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Now, as I'm sure you're all aware, you won't be starting in the first year. You'll need to go over certain spells and potions before you come. Of course, you'll have the rest of the summer to go over these things—."

"Wait," Evee turned to Kisuke. "You said we only had a day."

"Well, more like a few hours," he hid his face behind his fan. "I'll be getting you a few of your supplies and then sending you off to London!

"The six of you will be staying at an inn called the Leaky Cauldron. Kaien and Daisuke will share one room, Evee and Masaki and Ishiin and Renji will share another two. Out the back of the Leaky Cauldron, is Diagon Alley, which is where you'll get your supplies. During your stay you'll be able to go over any spells and other things you'll need to learn before school starts.

"For now, I have a few supplies for you." He pulled a box from his robe and pulled the top off. Inside were four thin, wooden sticks of slightly different lengths and colors. "These are your wands. They were created specifically for this mission and have a sort of…" he searched for the right word. "…memory. Just focus your reiatsu through them and you can use them like any other student could their own. You only need to perform a spell once and the spell will immediately work from then on. I've also customized them, if you've noticed."

He handed them out to the four of them. Evee's was ivory looking with black rings around the ends of the handle and was about 12". Kaien's was black as night with a white handle; Masaki's was the other way around and both were 14". Daisuke's looked pure black, but when he turned it in the light, blue streaks became apparent in the wood. His was 13 ½".

"When you get to the Leaky Cauldron, talk to the barkeeper, Tom. He'll tell you how to get into Diagon Alley," Kisuke went on with the explanations. "When you get there, go to Gringotts Bank and tell them you need to go to vault 394. Renji's got a key already if they ask for it. Now!" he clapped his hands together, shutting his fan with a snap. "That's all I have to say! Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall will be getting you there. Have a fun year!"

"Wait," Masaki held up her hands, "what about here? We actually do go to school here. What'll they think when we don't show up for the beginning of the school year?"

"I've got that handled. Don't worry! We'll go in pairs then? Ladies first!"

The two professors both held out an arm.

"Hold on to our arms, if you could, girls," said Dumbledore with a kind smile. Masaki and Evee exchanged a look, readjusted their grip on their bags and did as they were told, Masaki with Dumbledore, Evee with McGonagall.

"How does this—?" Evee started. She was cut off when the two professors spun around on their heels and disappeared with a small pop.