Zakuro & Hermione
Harry Potter and the Tokyo Mew Mews
Her long purple hair was blowing in the breeze of the surprisingly bright summer day, as she strode confidently towards the ludicrously pink café that she worked at.
She pushed the door open to reveal an unusually calm atmosphere, for café mew mew.
The four multicoloured waitresses and Keiichero were stood around a rather tall, thin, bearded man, with his back to her.
"Ah, Zakuro, this is Albus Dumbledore, Professor, this is Zakuro Fujiwara." Said Keiichero.
"Miss Fujiwara, it's a real pleasure meeting you, and in fact all of the members of Tokyo Mew Mew." Said the man from behind his beard, peering at her over his half-moon glasses.
No surprise showed on Zakuro's face as she replied, "It's a pleasure to meet you to."
Of course all of this took place in English, and the constant whispering of her comrades was starting to annoy Zakuro.
"If you wanted to know what was happening, you could just ask." She said, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh of course, how rude of me. I completely forgot. Do forgive me." The man called Dumbledore said as he raised a thin wooden object and muttered a few words.
"What did you do?" asked Zakuro, maintaining her composure.
"HEY!" shouted Ichigo "I understood you! Oh my god! I'm speaking English. What happened…" she rambled on, becoming more flustered and taking Pudding, Lettuce and Mint with her, as they all struggled to comprehend what had happened.
Each of them had failed to notice the stranger trying, in vain, to get their attention.
"Enough." Whispered Zakuro, her tone making them stop dead.
Dumbledore nodded his thanks, "It is a simple charm to allow you to understand me, as I think what I say may be quite important. You see…"
"You're all going to England." Announced Ryou Shirogane from the staircase.
"What!" exclaimed four girls, before rushing forward and demanding an explanation.
"Alright! Alright! Jeez, just back-off a minute." Sighed Ryou, running a hand through his hair. "Apparently, you always had the potential for magic, but the shot that each of you received from us for the mew project made it take back seat in your minds. Now according to Professor Dumbledore here, your magic is going to start showing through any time around now. Have any of you noticed anything strange happening around you?" Ryou came to the end of his monologue and started staring at each of them.
Four of the mews shook their heads, while looking at each other.
"Oneesama, have you?" Mint asked her idol.
"I've been able to make things move, when I concentrate, for a while now." Said idol mentioned stiffly.
"Why didn't you tell us?" demanded Ryou.
"Because I know that you and Keiichero are far to keen to poke and prod us in the name of science to find out what's happening, and it can be quite uncomfortable." Zakuro stated plainly.
"Excuse me."
All Japanese speaking people turned to face Dumbledore, who, in the midst of shocking revelations, had been largely forgotten.
"I am in rather a hurry. If I am to take your excited Japanese chatting as an acceptance of the invitation to my school. Here are your tickets. The train leaves from platform 9 and ¾ at 11 o'clock from Kings cross station in London, England. I look forward to seeing you there. Goodbye!" and with a cheery wave, Dumbledore turned on his heel and walked out of the café.
"Wait! Quick catch him before he gets away!" shouted Ichigo.
All five Mews ran outside, to be greeted by an empty street, with no evidence that the strange man had ever been there.
"What the hell?"