Slytherin Night Ch.1
"Dad, I don't want to go. You have to be kidding me." Cloud let out yet another sigh as Roxas continued to whine, he knew that his youngest son wasn't keen on going to the new school but he was hoping to have been met with a little kinder viewpoint.
"Roxas, don't be such a stick in the mud, Hogwarts is going to be great! Just imagine all the fun stuff we'll get to learn there?" Sora, Roxas' older twin brother, hopped up behind the blonde and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, trying to encourage the blonde to enjoy the change of scenery.
"What's more fun then actually learning how to conquer the dark arts?" Roxas was enthralled with the dark side of wizardry, of course not for the reasons most people thought. He was a fairly introverted teen, he kept to his group of friends and was incredibly versed in many spells, however people seemed to think that an interest in the dark arts meant practicing the dark arts.
"Well, quiddich, common Roxas! You and I could be the best beater-brothers the school has ever seen!" Roxas rolled his eyes a bit, like they could both get onto the quiddich team. "Wouldn't that be the best?" Roxas couldn't help the scoff as their car pulled up to Kings Cross station.
"Yeah, we just about might. Which house do you think you'll get into?" Roxas knew this was a topic that could get his brother going for hours. Drumstrang never had houses, there was no divide in the students except for the normal high school clicks. However at Hogwarts there were houses and inside those houses you had your clicks just like any other school, in his eyes it created a divide within a divide in the school.
"I'm hoping for Gryffindor! I think I'm brave enough, don't you Roxas?" Sora had certainly been a boy for adventure. As children he'd pulled Roxas into many magical situations before they could properly use spells; causing a bit of trouble with the Ministry of Magic that their father had to smooth other. He was brave though, he'd always stood up for those who couldn't themselves, or he'd go down in a fight for something he cared about at least. "Which house do you think you'll get?"
Roxas had to ponder that for a while, where Gryffindor was probably out of his league¾ due simply to the fact he usually followed behind his brother and backed him up no matter what ¾the other houses only held some appeal to him. Hufflepuff house was filled with extremely loyal people. Ravenclaw had the largest assortment of brain-power.
However, the one house that held his attention the most was Slytherin. Again, people would think it's because he practiced dark arts and was going to be a no-good-dirty Death-Eater. It was all out of curiosity though, what made most of the Slytherin's Death-Eaters when they left school. Is there something in the school making them that way, or was it just that the sorting hat knew they were bad eggs so it put them all in one place together? The curious side of him wanted to know, he wanted to know where the cunning and brilliant wizards turned bad along the line.
"Roxas, you're lost in your thoughts again!" Sora punched his brothers shoulder as they approached platform nine and three-quarters.
"Oh, sorry. I think I'd make a good Ravenclaw." The smile he got in return from his brother wasn't really a happy one at all.
"I was hoping you'd say Gryffindor. I don't want to be in a different house." The brightness in his eyes fell slightly so Roxas decided to back-pedal a little as he hefted his broom-case up higher on his shoulder.
"Well, I'm sure we'll both get into whatever house. I doubt they'll split up a couple twins like us; don't you think?" Roxas nod his head in agreement 'It's unlikely they'll separate twins, plausible but likely.' his smile faded a little at the end of the thought.
"So boy's, what are we going to do about the platform?" Cloud looked at both his boys, wondering what they were thinking as they walked side by side. All he knew was that he didn't want his boys being split up for too long, they never did good when they were far apart.
"Run for it!" Sora gave a huge smile as he pushed his trolley towards the brick wall as fast as he could.
"Sora! You're going to get hurt on the other¾" Roxas' voice cut off as Sora vanished through the bricks.
"It's fine Roxas, he's just nervous." Cloud smiled at his youngest son and jerked his head towards the stone wall, indicating for Roxas to go through and leave the trolley to him.
Tension was high as Roxas walked towards the platform briskly, he was half afraid of walking right into it and then bouncing right off with something horrible like a broken nose. However seeing Sora go through the portal just moments before gave him more courage. 'This is another thing we didn't have at Drumstrang, we just get on a boat at the local harbor and we were off. None of this secret train business.'
He was shocked as the feeling almost like walking through Jell-O washed over him, once out on the other side he was attacked from the side, forcing a shout from his lips. "Roxas! You walked through the wall! You're so cool!" Roxas let out a grunt as he was tackled onto his back with his brother practically sitting on his stomach.
"Get off me Sora! You didn't have to jump you know!" Roxas loved his brother to death, but the way his brother sometimes showed his emotions made him more angered then anything else.
"Fine! I'm just happy about it!"
"We're in third year now, can't you be just a little more mature?" Roxas knew the answer was no, but he could hope that his brother would humor him.
"Never! Why are you trying to grow up so fast anyhow Roxas?"
"Oh, never mind Sora. I'm just curious in a different way, you know that." Roxas was curious, true, but more stubborn then a mule. He didn't like the idea of Hogwarts, so he kept his Drumstrang uniform in his luggage, hoping that his dad might change his mind last minute. 'I don't get it, we had to travel to get to school last time. We have to travel to get to this one for crying out loud! I should be allowed to go still!'
It was a way to appease Sora, Roxas agreed completely with the hell that Sora went through at the other school. It hurt him so much to see his older brother being abused for standing up for him. Roxas never let Sora know that he knew Sora was getting into several fights because of his own sexuality.
"Fine, common Roxas. Lets get on the express! Yay! We're riding on the Hogwarts Express, I've always wanted to say that!" Sora couldn't help but giggle as he helped pull Roxas to his feet.
Loosing his footing Roxas stumbled a little bit until something soft hit his back. "Whoa, careful there tiger. The train is that way." Roxas went rigid when the unfamiliar voice came close to his ear, however when he spun around to see who it was the space right behind him was filled with nothing but bustling teens and parents.
"You alright Roxas? You look dazed." Cloud clapped his hand on his son's shoulder, trying as hard as he could to keep the smile on his face.
"Y-yeah, just stumbled a bit." His smile was weak as he straightened himself and picked up his double-broom case that was keeping his Nimbus two-thousand and his Nimbus two-thousand and one safe inside.
"Alright boys, lets get you off to school. The train will be leaving in a few minutes, go find your seats." Cloud had loaded all their luggage for them already and he just had to remind himself to keep his resolve strong, if he caved now their mothers last wish might have never been fulfilled.
"Alright dad, I'll write you as much as I can!" Sora hopped over and gave his dad a huge hug, not bothering to quell the happy squeal of glee before rushing onto the train.
Both blondes were alone on the platform, hands in their pockets and looking down at their toes. "You know Roxas, I'm sure the school wont be too bad. And this way both you and Sora can be whoever you want to be. I know you liked Drumstrang, but you'll be able to communicate by owl with your friends."
"I've already lost contact with them, anyhow I know dad. I have to do this to make Sora happy, I just really wish that there was more of an appeal to go. Their headmaster sounds stupid and I don't even want to start thinking about which house I'll be put into."
"You'll be fine, just don't go looking for trouble and watch out for your brother for me, yeah? We both know how… energetic he is about everything." Cloud's smile quickly transferred to Roxas' face making the blonde boy scoff a bit.
"Alright dad, I'll owl you with which house I'm put into." Roxas gave his dad a hug, knowing that this switch to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardy would be a good thing, he just knew it would take a while to see it fully.
-.-.-.-.-.-
"Ah, the young Fenrir boys, tis a pleasure. However, I need to be gettin' ye back up tu the castle. Need tu be sorted before the other's." Both Roxas and Sora looked over with wide eyes, seeing the large man dressed slightly like a pirate. "Barbosa, Hogwarts gamekeeper, tis a pleasure. Now follow me."
Roxas looked at the large wagon the man was pointing to and let out a bit of a sigh, taking a step without Sora before stopping to collect his brother while the gamekeeper moved to the wagon. "I don't like him Roxas."
"It's a school island Sora. Don't tell me I'm suddenly the brave one now?" Sora glared a little and strode forward, his hand tightly clenching Roxas' like all the other adventures they'd been on, his confidence restored with the one comment from his brother.
Once they got into the castle they were met by what looked to be a woman in fine dressing robes from the tenth century at best, a bright pink rose in her hand. "Marluxia, do me a favor and take these two up tu the headmasters office. They need to be sorted before the hat's needed in the great hall."
"But Barbosa! Cant you see I'm admiring all the little kiddies as they come? It always looks to beautiful when all the lantern lights come over the lake!"
"Stop being such a girl and get going Marluxia! I have to go escort the rest of the little brat's over the stupid lake."
"You mean you haven't started yet?"
"Does it look like I'm in two places at once your stupid twat? The lights aren't over the lake, their on the other side of it." Without waiting for the ghost to accept his mission Barbosa turned on his heel and walked right back out of the castle.
"Well fine, I suppose I could take the both of you, but I really want to stay. Oh, follow this." With a dramatic turn the ghost waved his hand, his layered hair flipping despite there being no wind and a trail of glowing pedals, much like the one in his hand, fell from nowhere onto the cold stone floor. "They'll clean themselves up after you I suppose. Now go so I can enjoy the lights."
The twins shared a bright blue glance before heading off down the slightly frightening trail, making their way through the hallways they had never seen before and had only dreamed of.
They came to a large marble statue that looked like some kind of device, a heart engraved on one of the side of the machine. The trail of pedals stopped right at the statue and both boys looked around, wondering where the ghost had lead them when they noticed that the rose pedals were gone.
"Great, that stupid ghost got us lost. Better yet; there was a ghost right in freaking front of us!" Sora waved his hands out to the side and Roxas couldn't help but face-palm.
"I'd be more worried about the fact that we're lost then the fact there was a ghost."
"Yeah, but that's Marluxia, the Ghost of Roses! We just saw our first ghost!" Sora was happy, Roxas could tell instantly, but he was more confused on why the specter would lead them to a dead end.
"It's not a dead end Mr. Fenrir, my office is this way." A warm voice welcomed both boys from behind, forcing them to both jump a little. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm Hogwarts headmaster; Ansem." The kind smile and amber eyes were welcoming as he motioned with his hand for both teens to show themselves into the staircase behind the statue.
"So, this will be fairly simple. The sorting hat will be placed on each of your heads, it'll sort you and I'll have you in your new robes and down in the great hall before the first years are even sorted. Unless the both of you would rather grab some food from the kitchens and head up to your dormitories." Roxas wasn't yet sure, if Sora was in his house he'd go down to the great hall with him, if not, he'd go up to the dorms.
"Alright, you're younger, so you first Roxas. Please take a seat." Ansem motioned towards the seat in front of his desk as he reached up and grabbed the old dusty and patch-worked hat and he set it on the front of his desk while Roxas sat himself down.
With ginger-like movements Roxas sat himself on the stool, hunching his shoulders slightly and watching the hat as Ansem moved it closer.
The hat was placed on top of his spiked head making Roxas feel odd because of the weird feeling of a hat flattening his spikes. "Hm, this is difficult. You confuse me greatly boy."
"Holly¾"
"Silently Roxas." Roxas' eyes darted up to Ansem as he spoke and he nod his head before stopping when the hat moved.
"All your attributes say Gryffindor, or possibly even a noble house like Ravenclaw. However, you're mind seems to be saying Slytherin."
'Y-yes, I want to know more about the Slytherin house. I want¾'
"To find out if I can weed out the bad ones by simply reading into their thoughts. I can read into yours too you know, it's an effortless task. Are you sure that you wouldn't prefer the brave Gryffindor or the knowledgeable Ravenclaw?"
'I find no pull to learn about those houses.'
"So you are willing to put your entire future onto one hunch that I can tell a bad wizard from a good, when if you just ask I just might tell you."
'I like finding answers for myself, you don't have to put me in the house. But I'd appreciate it if you did.' It took the sorting hat several minutes to figure it out, he didn't know how to respond to this persons curiosity to the dark arts. The knowledge the boy already had was concerning, but he couldn't feel a malice behind his intentions. However his want for knowledge and the power that came with it was admirable for a Slytherin, he wanted the knowledge to protect his family from the dark arts, and what a better place to learn then in Slytherin?
"Slytherin!" Roxas' face lit up for a minute before looking slightly solemn for Sora's sake.
"Cool, I've got a snake for a brother." Sora's smile was more cunning then anything else as he sat himself down on the stool as soon as Roxas hopped off. The hat was plopped on his head and the mental debate started up right away.
"You are a Huff¾"
'Don't separate us, don't separate us, don't separate us…' Sora's inner mantra kept playing though his head as he closed his eyes tightly, the sorting hat's voice wasn't even registered in the young thirteen year olds head.
"'Keep us together' you say. I don't see why, you're both as opposite as can be. What would be the point?" Sora kept his mind closed as the slightly gruff voice completely registered to him.
'Because, he's my brother. We've never been separated before, I've spent my whole life with him. I don't need to be separated.' Sora's inner voice sounded childish and pleading to say the least, however the Sorting hat had never had two students willingly ask for Slytherin house before. And the fact that this child was giving him completely invalid reasons to enter the house might even work in his favor for being a member of the gloomy house. It might give it a bit of light if the young boy played his cards right.
"So, what will you do if your brother wants time away from you? What will you do then?" Sora couldn't really hold the smile from coming across his face as his mind answered the grim question for him.
'Then I'll give him his space, while being close incase he needs me. Roxas never knows what he wants until either he has it or it's gone. We need each other, because I want everything.'
"I think you should be… Slytherin!" "I hope you realize, you really are a Hufflepuff, because this is absurd."
"Yay! We're in the same house Roxas!" Sora hopped up while ripping the sorting hat off his head, his bright smile completely contrasting Roxas' floored jaw.
"Well, you'll be needing your robes," Ansem paused as he waved his hand, allowing the twin's clothes to vanish to be replaced with Slytherin attire. "all your belongings will be moved up to your dorm room and you're schedules will be delivered tonight along with all the others. I shall get Scar to escort you down to the banquet hall."
"Really? Which Ghost is Scar?"
"Scar is the ghost of Slytherin house, Sora. He's the wizard that got into the fight with his brother and got a scar on his face, then he killed his brother by putting his nephew in danger. When the nephew grew up and learned of the truth, he¾" Roxas was cut off abruptly.
"Set a pack of wild hyenas at me, yes. A gruesome tale, however I try not to dwell on the past. It makes scheming for now too troublesome." Both twins turned around to see a tall man with what can only be described as a mane of pitch black hair that went to his shoulders standing before both of them. He was wearing what looked to be more elegant clothes, Roxas forgot to leave out the point that he'd been in line for the throne and king for a while before his death.
"Ah, Scar. Glad you came, would you mind escorting our two new Slytherin down to the banquet hall? I can imagine it's starting to fill up now."
"Well of course I would mind, I wasn't supposed to die only to be put to work. Does no one have respect for a king when they see one? It's not like I enjoy being summoned here by the paintings and portraits like some kind of cat to you Ansem." Scar looked as if he was about to float threw a wall when a cheerful voice stopped him.
"I'm sorry your majesty, I meant no disrespect to you. I've never met a king before, where was your castle? Did you rule for a long time?" Sora looked up at the important-looking man, trying to make him feel better despite the fact he was dead.
"You're standing in my castle, peasant. And no, I ruled for the total of six years before I was ripped from my throne." Sora's eyes went wide and started to water, making Roxas furious with the ghost. "Think with that miniscule brain before you speak so someone as important as¾"
"Well, you couldn't have been a good ruler if your nephew was able to come in the dead of the night and set your own bloody hounds on you. I'd leave my brother alone before your afterlife becomes as miserable as you can imagine." Roxas' jaw was tight as the ghost turned and started to examine him, sizing up the young blonde and liking what he saw.
"Fine, follow me." Scar's pace was laid back and relaxed, he was in no hurry to see the many hallways that had once been filled with lively people and then drained of all color and life during his own rein. Unfortunately for him he had the pleasure of watching as the castle renewed itself in light with his nephews rein, and the fact that his nephew was a ghost of a house along side him. It angered him to no end. The entire time his nephew had been agreeing to those four wizards using the castle for their school, Scar had been kicking and screaming on a corner where he was promptly ignored.
"Here you are, if you need anything don't ask, if you hear any screaming it's probably my victims." Without a proper goodbye and with a completely straight face, Scar floated through a wall where neither twin knew what was on the other side.
The doors to the banquet hall were open and students were still seating themselves, it wasn't too hard to see the large crowd of students draped in black, green and silver like them though, so with brave and happy faces the two ventured forwards.
They walked up to a space in the long table, facing the rest of the entrance hallway as students clamored in from the packed doors they'd been in just a moment or two prior.
"Hey, what are you two lamers doing in our seats?" Roxas turned around to see a tall blonde wearing a beanie with his arms crossed over his chest and scowl on his face, a short girl with flaring periwinkle hair and a tall dark skinned boy with short cropped hair stood on either side of him, making the sight intimidating.
"Sitting, I thought that was pretty basic." Roxas grabbed Sora's arm and held him down as the brunet moved to give the three their 'spots' back.
"You know, your friend is smart to be moving. Every Slytherin knows these are our seats." The teen seemed to like hand gestures, but only when they pertained to he and his friends. Every time he said 'our' his hands moved to the side, showcasing the two lackey's.
"Well, he's never been the sharpest crayon in the box. Besides, there are three perfectly good seats beside me. So sit down and shut it." Roxas turned away from the three, sure that he was going to get an earful from Sora the next moment they were alone.
"And what makes you think we'll move because you told us to?"
"Hey Siefer, why bother picking on our fellow house-mates? We've got Gryffindors to fry later on, leave the newcomers alone." The three rolled their eyes and moved to sit at another spot on the table, giving space for the older boy who'd spoken to stand behind the twins for a minute before sitting down. "So, you two new here?"
Both twins looked over to see who the owner of the croaky voice was, they were shocked to say the least from the bright red hair splashed with a bit of color on all sides and from all angles.
"Yeah, transferred this year." The boy nod his head up and down like a parrot, making both Roxas and Sora fairly worried.
"Where'd you boys transfer from? Bouxbatons?"
"Nah, Drumstrang." The boy nod his head in that odd way again, his hooked nose looking so much like a bird it could have been transfiguration gone wrong. "I'm Roxas by the way, this is my brother, Sora." Roxas stuck his hand out, not expecting Sora to do the same at the same time.
"Oh, you're brothers huh. That's pretty cool. My name's Iago. Yeah, yeah, like the guy from that Shakespeare play." His smile was wide as he shook both youth's hands, continuing to talk "I've come here my whole life. Don't worry about Siefer at all, he's just tough for show. Who you've really got to look out for are in the other houses; they'll trip you up easily enough. Other houses don't like ours because we're generally more brilliant then them." Well, that was going in Roxas' journal if ever anything was.
The great hall fell into a hush as Professor Mickey walked out from a back door of the teachers table with the sorting hat that'd been upon both Roxas and Soras' heads not even a full half hour before. He was a small man, large eyes and the largest ears sticking out on either side of his head.
"A thousand years or so ago.
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Who's names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad
Shrewd Slytherin from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream
They hatched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
Would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!"
The students all clapped their gratitude to the shorting hat for the limerick, and the night progressed on into the late hours as the new first years to the school were sorted and the feast started. Sora and Roxas did little talking, but the bit that they did was with Iago.
AN: Alright, I hope you like it so far. I know I took out all the professors names but I really just liked the idea of Kingdom Hearts characters at Hogwarts without going through all the weird cross over stuff.
This fic will have no Harry Potter characters if I can help it (Which I can), I'm only using the setting of Harry Potter.
I also don't take credit for the poem the sorting hat says, it was in Book Four of HP (Probably all I'll take out of HP are spells and the occasional poem like above)
This fic is also Axel Roxas slash, I'm in love with the pairing and all I write is them(80% of the time)
I hope you liked this, and I'm sorry for putting Sora into Slytherin, but it works best with my plot.