Chapter one – Black Order… Academy?
Allen is less than pleased when he finds himself sitting on the couch in Komui's office being told he was going on a mission with… Kanda of all people.
From the shifting in the couch as the person beside him inches away he can tell his displeasure is mutual. Fiery grey eyes meet appalled silver as the pair stare at each with distaste.
"You want me to go infiltrate a school with BaKanda?" Allen finally tore his gaze away from Kanda to stare at Komui pleadingly. The chief himself looking perfectly at ease and gave a small – slightly sadistic – smile.
"Yes, yes. That is why I called you both here." He ignored Kanda's pointed glare and the way Allen's lower lip curled in distaste and simply handed them both a small black book full of the mission details.
Allen sighed but opened the book none the less. One look at the front page sent his snowy white eyebrows skywards. He looked up at Komui but it was Kanda who was first to speak.
"Hogwarts school of witchcraft and witchery?" Heavy skepticism laced his voice as he spoke.
Allen privately agreed with him and his own doubt only grew as he flipped further into the book.
Magic… Wizards… Some necromancer named Voldemort. He looked up and gave Komui a disbelieving look. "I agree with Kanda. This is all a little…"
Komui sighed and shook his head, purple hair shifting with the breeze it created. "I would have thought exorcists of all people wouldn't be so cynical."
Allen's cheeks reddened and Kanda let out an annoyed che, shifting so he could grab his Mugen leaning beside the couch in a way that left no doubt if Komui didn't get back on topic a little bit it would be used.
Komui seemed to catch the drift for he gave a slightly nervous cough and then bustled back to his desk where he yanked the down a map from a shelf and spread it across the desk, gesturing for the pair to join him.
Kanda reluctantly got up and followed Allen over as the shorter boy glided forward eagerly.
It was a map of London Allen saw, and marked heavily on it with red texta was three separate crosses. Kanda noticed this to and waited impatiently for the chief to explain.
"Hogwarts is – as you read – a school for magically gifted children. Wizards – as they are called. It's located right here," He pointed to one of the crosses before continuing, "and is normally only accessible via a train from Kings Cross station…" His finger trailed from the first cross down a canyon to the second.
He looked up to see if the pair of Exorcists were following him thus far. They seemed fine. He pointed to the last cross which was nearly on top of the first one.
"A few days ago some Finders traced down what could have been a possible innocence and vanished not far from Hogwarts castle. The last contact we had from them mentioned seeing some Akuma and…" Komui trailed off, biting his lip a bit. Kanda sent him an annoyed glare that clearly said get on with it.
"And a Noah. Tyki Mikk actually."
Allen stiffened slightly but other whys showed no outward signs that he perceived this as a major worry. Kanda and Komui pretended they didn't notice.
In one swift move Komui yanked the map off the desk and rolled it back into a tube. He looked over his Exorcists with an appraising eye.
"The three of you will leave right away in time to make it for the new school year. You'll pose as –."
"- Wait!" Allen interrupted. "The three of us? I thought it was just Kanda and I."
A cheeky smile drifted across the supervisors face as he said innocently, sweetly almost, said "Did I forget to mention Lavi was going?"
Mugen plunged into the desk where a second before Komui's hand had been.
"I'm going to fucking kill you –."
Kanda's threat was cut off as the door swung open to admit a sheepish Lavi. "Sorry I'm late Komui, I was…" He trailed off as he saw the compromising position off the chief being threatened by Mugen.
Komui beamed brightly, seeming to forget there was a sword as his throat and said quite cheerfully, "Have a seat Lavi."
Lavi did just that, casually snatching up the book Kanda had dropped and effectively ignoring the life threatening situation before him as he thumbed through it. He paused, looked up and said, "Hogwarts school of witchcraft and witchery?"
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Allen shifted uncomfortably on the train seat and glanced over at Kanda.
The Japanese male was glaring murderously out the window, long hair falling over his shoulder in a curtain to better obscure his features from those outside.
The cover Komui had provided them with was relatively simple. They were students from Black Order Academy – a new wizarding school – and they were attending Hogwarts for a little while as part of a program to get a better feel of what a school should be.
However, Kanda did not seem to be enjoying their current situation. Lavi had left their train compartment earlier to 'go explore' and was still to return.
Allen, however, was staying right here. Kanda wasn't much company but he was at least used to the brooding Japanese youth. It sure beat the dozens of students that has paused by their compartment to look in and giggle.
Another sigh tore itself from Allen's lips and Kanda glanced over briefly before his gaze flickered back outside. They'd barely spoken for the whole trip and Allen was sorely missing Lavi's presence. Things were a lot less awkward with the redhead in there.
The reason for the awkwardness he felt, Allen knew not. Lately however he'd noticed his interactions with Kanda were… different. He couldn't quite place it but somehow when he interacted with the samurai he felt strange and he didn't like it one bit.
He glanced out the window and was relived to see a huge, looming shape in the distance. That had to be Hogwarts castle.
Sure enough the giggling in the corridor of the train reached a pitch as students dashed back to their compartments, squealing in excitement. Allen smiled slightly at their enthusiasm. It was the same way he felt when he returned to the Order after a long absence.
Their door rattled and the pair looked up to see Lavi grinning like an idiot as he came in. Kanda glared at him before looking back out the window and Lavi sat cheerfully down beside Allen.
"You won't believe how awesome it is here!"
Allen raised an eyebrow. "Awesome on a … Train?"
Lavi shook his head fervently. "No, no! Here with all the magic people! They can do some really cool stuff! I just watched a kid charm a quill so it wrote all by itself! Aw, man! This is gonna be so cool!"
Allen had to smile as Lavi bounced up and down on the seat but Kanda grunted in dissatisfaction.
"Fucking hell. How are we meant to find innocence in a school surrounded by strange shit?"
That sobered the atmosphere considerably and Allen felt his stomach plummet. Even Lavi looked serious for a minute.
"With difficulty, I imagine." Lavi said breaking the silence. Kanda opened his mouth – most likely to deliver a nasty retort – but was cut off when the train came to a screeching halt.
"This must be our stop." Allen said loudly in an attempt soothe the deadly aura Kanda was emitting. It didn't quite work. The elder Exorcist grunted before getting to his feet and stepping out of the compartment.
Lavi and Allen followed, sparing their small suitcases one last glance before they followed Kanda through the corridor and joined the throngs of students surging through the train and down the small steps.
Out in the open again Allen sucked in a breath of fresh – if somewhat musty – air and took this chance to look around.
There were hundreds of students gathered around the platform talking, laughing and all in all getting back together with friends. Allen discovered that quite a few eyes were following them. Which made sense, really, they were hardly the most inconspicuous people around with their flamboyant exorcist outfits.
"Where do we go now?" Lavi asked, a faint trace of humor in his voice as he studied a group of passing women with a dangerous look in his eyes. When the girls noticed him looking he gave them a teasing wink. Their faces went from pale to bright red in an instance as they stammered away, giggling.
"Easy prey…"
Kanda stood hard on Lavi's foot.
"Ow! What was that for Yu-chan?"
"DON'T call me Yu –."
"What the hell is that?"
The quarrelling pair looked up at Allen's curse to see the white haired boy staring forward at a gathering of carriages that had just pulled up. They followed his gaze and found themselves staring at skeletal, black horses that looked like one stomp from their clawed hooves could end them all.
"That," Lavi said in a small voice, "Does not look safe."
"I've never seen them before." Kanda said flatly as if this sealed all argument about their existence.
Allen looked around. "Let's ask someone." He suggested.
His eyes settled a small group of three several paces away who were watching them with slight frowns.
Ignoring their expressions Allen strode easily forward and gave a polite smile before gesturing over at the beasts.
"Could you perhaps," He questioned of the girl with bushy brown hair, "tell us what those are?"
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Harry let out a small sigh of exasperation as Hermione craned her neck to peer over the crowd of students as they dismounted the train.
"Would you give it a rest?" He said tiredly. "They've probably already gotten into the carriages. You can see them at the feast."
Ever since the trio had heard that there were students from another school on the train, Hermione had been hell bent on getting a glimpse of them. "I want to know what they're doing here! And wouldn't it be wonderful to talk to students from another wizarding school?" She had said upon being questioned but Harry and Ron were fast getting sick of her obsessive search.
Hermione sent him a hurt glare. "I'm not doing anything wrong." She protested.
"You would know." Ron muttered under his breath and received a sharp jab in the ribs from Hermione for his trouble.
Shaking his head Harry stepped off the train and waited for his friends to stop fighting long enough to join him.
He actually liked not being the centre of attention for once. It was a novel experience to not be the one those pointed glances and hushed whispers were directed at. Even the first years didn't seem to be paying to much attention to him.
However, he hadn't enjoyed being dragged all over the train in search of the elusive new students and Hermione's constant monologue about them hadn't improved his temper in the slightest.
He was starting to resent these intangible new students already, which hardly seemed fair on them.
There was a sharp thunk as Ron stumbled down the stairs and staggered to his spot next to Harry, glaring at the brunette as he did so. Hermione joined them more elegantly than Ron and this earned her a muttered insult under the redhead's breath.
Hermione ignored him and turned around to look to the right.
Reigning in his tempted Harry started forward, making his way to the carriages. The crowd was thick and it took him a moment to find a parting in it. He stumbled through it with his friends at his heels and straightened up, as he did so he found himself staring at three strangely dressed teenagers who were too old to be first years.
"Hermione… I think I found them."
Hermione looked up sharply and followed Harry's gaze before letting out a small squeak.
They were a group of three made up of two slightly elder guys and one shorter. They stood out alright; the tallest of the trio – though the surly looking Asian man pulled in a close second – had flamboyant red hair held at bay by a green bandanna and an eye-patch adorning his eyes that made him resemble a pirate.
Pre-mentioned Asian man stood tall with a dangerous edge to his lithe body, unnaturally long hair for a boy pulled up into a ponytail and away from the sharp, distinct features of his face.
Harry noticed with a trickle of uneasiness that there was a sword belted at his hip and one hand rested loosely on the hilt.
The last of the three was facing away from him leaving only his snowy white hair and back viewable. Harry would have pinned him for an old man if it was not for the ease in which he held himself.
These guys were amazingly noticeable and suddenly the lack of interest in Harry made all the sense to him in the world. Why stare at the wiry kid with glasses when you had these three?
"What are they doing…?" Ron murmured and for the first time Harry realized for the first time that they were talking in what looked like startled tones, gesturing wildly to the carriages.
Harry followed their gazes and felt his heart chill.
Looking back at him was a rippling mass on black skeletal structure and barren flesh. His heart skipped a beat and Harry felt like asking, "What do you THINK their doing?"
The white haired boy suddenly straightened up and looked around and Harry gave a start when his eyes settled on them.
With a few easy strides he approached and Harry caught a glimpse of his face for the first time. Beside him he heard Ron mutter, "Blimey…"
A thin strand of red twisting into an extravagant scar over his left eyes and suddenly the small… cut on Harry's head felt insignificant.
Ignoring their surprise the boy looked straight at Hermione and pointed over to the carriages.
"Could you perhaps," He asked politely with a voice that sounded strangely accentless, save for a faint trace of British, "tell me what those are?"
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A/N: Alright, first chapter. Before anyone asks, I have no clue why I decided to right a HP/DGM crossover. I've read a few lately and the inspiration just sorta hit…
This will be loosely based in The order of the phoenix book with LARGE tweaking to fit our exorcists in there :D
Hopefully Allen and Harry will be as main as each other, but I suspect because I am biased and this is mostly a DGM lover's story, the exorcists will get a bigger part.
As for the romance aspect… There will be a little, not to strong. Yullen and Lucky from the DGM cast and there will be a vote on my poll for the HP ones.
Enjoy, follow and REVIEW!
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