First, long ass author's note.
I always loved Harry Potter, and years ago, I wrote this hilarious fic with Naruto's characters in the HP's universe, but lost all work with change of computers. Now, a few days ago I remembered it and wanted to write again, and I just couldn't let go of the idea, so here it is.
Originally, it was going to be just an one-shot, but it was going to be very, very long, so I decided to do it multi-chaptered. I tried to adapt Naruto and its world and characters to the HP universe as much as I could without losing the essence of "spells, magic, Hogwarts, wands". It won't have many chapters, though. I thought about it for just now rather than long-way (?). (Meaning that is just as an introduction to Naruto in Hogwarts! Yay! But nothing more. Not last year of school/graduation. Not big final fight. Not next generation, etc. Just now.) Also, in the first draft it was way angstier than this (I wanted to make it like the very first one I wrote— funny. But it seems that with years of not writing, I lost that "funny bone", and now I'm more of a drama/angst writer.), but I didn't want that "dark" theme for this fic, so I tried to make it as angst-free as possible.
This chapter is more introduction of Naruto rather than School/Houses/Other Characters. Those will come next chapter.
English is notmy first language/native-tongue, so I apologize in advance if there are any grammar or vocabulary or spelling mistakes. I try to write it as "clean" as possible, but perhaps there are one or two things that I didn't see, so, sorry for that.
Sorry for the long author note.
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It's a Konoha Thing
Chapter One
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It was raining. Gray clouds tinted the sky while little wet pools filled the earth. Konohagakure was known for its shinny, warm weather with sunny days. It almost never rained, it snowed, but rain was more peculiar. Some people believed that changes like this only happened when fate was messing around, shaping people's lives.
Everyone in the village was secured into their homes, warm with food in their bellies and enjoying time with their families, waiting 'till the day ended. Well, almost everyone.
"Stop!" Yelled a man running behind a young boy and gesturing with his hands, gripping a wooden club tightly. "Stop! Ya filthy brat!"
Said young blonde boy was running like his life depended on it, dodging the puddles that covered the road while trying not to slip. "Can't! Sorry!" He replied and ran faster. The name of the boy was Naruto, a name who many knew, but not for the right deeds.
It wasn't his intention to gain enemies in the village, everyone already hated him, so he couldn't do worse. But the pranks, well, he had to get attention somehow, didn't he? Be that by making pranks or ploys, it didn't matter. If only he had friends or, at least, someone who cared. But as it was now, he had no one but himself. Well, there was Iruka Umino, a scholar that sometimes visited the village, and who helped Naruto in many times. But Iruka lived at The Academy, and visited the village every few weeks, so he didn't see him much.
The first time Iruka talked about that place, he had called it "Konoha" so Naruto thought he lived in another side of the village, but Iruka laughed and explained that he meant Konoha Academy. The boy didn't know what The Academy was for exactly —a school? A simple academy, as the name said?—, but as Iruka spent all his time there working hard, it must have been somewhere important, more than just "simple".
Naruto ran into a dark ally and kept going, taking different turns, trying to lose the villager... which, after some rights and lefts in the ally-maze, he did. Honestly, it wasn't that big of a prank anyway, just a little painting to the man's shop, nothing serious, but guess the man was sensitive, or just plain hated him. Yeah, maybe it was both. The man finally gave up, the boy wasn't worth it, especially in a weather like that one. He stopped, resigned and angry, he cursed the boy and started his way back.
Naruto, in the meantime, was already far away, having gone deeper through the dark corridors. He didn't hear any more yelling, so he stopped and turned, and when he saw no one following him, he laid his back against the wall to rest his body and control his breathing. 'Darn, he can keep up, for being an old one', he thought, panting, with his hands on his knees. The rain slowed down, coming to be just a fine drizzle, but by that time, Naruto was already soaked wet and shivering. Regardless of that, he started grinning. He had had worse nights.
"Yeah! See that, old man!" He yelled lifting up his arms to the already darkening sky. He laughed some, remembering the shopkeeper's face when he saw what Naruto had done. Then, he calmed himself down, still grinning, and straightened up.
He started walking the long way back to the apartment where he lived, Iruka had left it for him when he moved to the academy. But suddenly, out of nowhere, a man came stumbling down the next turn in the ally. As the man was not looking where he was going, he almost went crashing against Naruto, if the boy hadn't moved backwards and to the side in the last second. The movement caught the man's attention and he looked curiously at the young boy, halting.
"... 'the hegh ay you?" His words blurred, like he had sand in his mouth and couldn't talk properly. He blinked a few times, like coming off of a dream, waking up.
"Huh?" Naruto had a bad feeling about him. "W-who are you?" The blonde gave two more steps backwards, bumping against the wall. The man was trying to get a hold of his surroundings, it seemed, as he didn't pay any attention to Naruto.
Next, a young brunette woman came running looking tired for her chase, and stopped some steps away from the man. "Surrender now! You have nowhere else to go, bandit,— wait, huh?" She looked to see a boy in front of the man. As the woman had a wooden stick in her hand, the boy tried to back down again with no avail, and lifted his arms. He had seen what those woody things could do, even though he didn't fully understand what they were. He still felt the phantom pain of the burn that one of the villagers had given him last week with that thing.
"I didn't do anything!" Maybe the woman was some kind of guard or official? He didn't know what was going on there, but he had no intention of being part of it. He had enough that day with the angry shopkeeper. "Well, not... recently?" He cringed then, caught in his lie. It wasn't that bad of a prank. 'Wait, wait... Did she say bandit?'
The woman, seeming no more than twenty-somenthing, grow confused for a moment, frowning, but both their looks went to the man when he skidded to Naruto and roughly grabbed him, emitting a yelp and a 'hey!' from the blonde, and locked his arm around the boy's neck, facing her.
"Try anyzing el', daring, an' the boy pays." He blurred his words, holding a blunt knife to the blonde's neck. "Drop the wan', lady."
"Okay, fine, just let him go. Don't hurt him. He's just a kid." She tried reasoning before anything escalated, lowering her wand as slowly as she could, trying to see an opening. The boy squirmed in the man's hold.
"Wait," Naruto frowned when hearing her words. "You don't... want to hurt me?" Other people wouldn't care about him, or what this guy did to him. Some, even, had joined in the beating.
The woman, at this, grow even more confused. "What...?"
"Okay, dat's enough." The man was gaining more control of his tongue, it seemed, as he pronounced his words better. "Go back where you came fro', lady. An' tell that blonde medic mentor o' yours to let go o' my par'ner or else..." He tightened his hold and the knife cut the boy's neck a little, the blonde letting out a hiss.
"You're not getting away with this! Lady Tsunade will..." She couldn't finish when the boy bit the man and tried to escape. The man yelled but didn't let go of him, and when his hand moved the wrong way the knife slashed the boy's neck. "No! What have you done—?!" Blood, there was too much blood going off the slash. The boy, the poor kid...
...was letting out a guttural laugh. His head laid down while his bangs hid his eyes, the only visible thing being his eery smile showing off his teeth and the now accentuated whisker marks on his cheeks.
"W-what...?" The grasp on the boy weakened, so Naruto used the opportunity and turned around to face the man. "Y-your eyes... 'The hell ar' you?!" Naruto's eyes were no longer those expressive intense blue, but deep dark red, just like the markings on his cheeks. He grabbed the man's knife with his teeth, bending it. "M-my dagger... How?!"
"No... It can't be..." She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Those eyes, and that red aura which was going off of him. 'This boy...? Could it be... Kurama...?'
"You will... pay..." Said Naruto in a deeper tone. "For hurting... my vessel..." Before anyone could react, the boy leaped in all four from the floor to the frozen man and bit his neck, emitting a surprised scream. Both of them fell down, and after some minutes of more biting and blood loss, the man fell unconscious.
She was frozen in place. 'Kurama...?!' Why no one told her that the boy carrying the demon was in the village? Did Lady Tsunade know? She didn't think so, but still... When the boy growled, still with his prey, she finally reacted and stood up quickly, not having realized when she had kneeled. Before anything else could happen, she took a syringe out of her pouch and injected it on the back of the boy's neck, putting him to sleep. 'A sedative. That will be enough for an hour, at least.' The boy didn't even realize, having put all his attention on his victim.
She sighed, looking at the scene before her. If she knew all this would've happened, she would've followed Lady Tsunade's advice of staying at Konoha, instead of visiting the village to buy some medicinal herbs and, in the case of her mentor, to get her head out of so much paperwork.
She was in one of the street markets, deeply focused in all the different plants there were, when two bandits stole her purse and hurried down the street. Thankfully, Lady Tsunade was nearby, so they had split up to look for them. As they were simple bandits, they didn't see the need to use any spell, though now that she thought of it, it could've saved her time. The small dose of sedative she gave this bandit when she got closed enough wasn't enough, obviously, as he escaped and came this way.
"But then..." Her eyes went to the blonde boy unconscious, lying on his side. "Then, if we didn't come here, I wouldn't have met you, jailer of Kurama." His bloody neck was healing so quickly, she was surprised it wasn't worse. She could have swore that she saw how the man made a deep cut, but as it was now... It only seemed like a paper cut. Of course, it must be Kurama. But then again, he was helping his jailer? When did he grow soft?
Everyone older than twenty knew about the demon, everyone older than thirty remembered perfectly about him and what exactly happened. As for her... she didn't know that he was here. In the village. The council... They said the boy was exiled and lost, having gone off to another land. After that, Lady Tsunade and her never paid any more thought about it, thinking that other land would take good care of him, he would be better off somewhere else.
She frowned upon the way of her thoughts. Could it be... That they lied to Lady Tsunade...? Even Lord Sarutobi? She would have to speak with her mentor first, and then form conclusions on her own. So now, the first thing she would do was to find the blonde medic.
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Voices. That was the first thing he grew aware of when coming to his senses. But they sounded muffled. It was like waking up, but very, very slowly, it all felt foggy. He tried to remember what happened.
Oh. Right. He blacked out again. It happened every time he was very hurt as much to bleed. He didn't understand how or why, but each time it was like something took over his body, while he remained in a dream, a dark void of nothingness, of unconsciousness. The voices then, started to get clearer and clearer.
"... them over and over again. They never listened." 'Was that Iruka?' He tried to move his hand but it was still too numb.
"They didn't tell us anything about that when we first came here." 'Hey! That was the young woman with the bandit!'
"I myself thought he was shipped off somewhere else, and that it was... too late to get him back. With Danzo convincing me and looking so sure about it..." That was a man's voice, deep and old. "Though, I should have known better than to trust him. If the boy is alive and in the village, Danzo lied to me, and then I to all of you." He finished with a growl. Naruto heard some scratching the floor so the man must have moved.
"I already proposed it when Naruto turned twelve, Lord Sarutobi. He's an extraordinary kid, and smart. With the right teacher and the right learning course, he could accomplish wonders." Naruto felt himself blushing of embarrassment at Iruka's praising. "If we let him attend—"
"Konoha? But what about Kurama? Lady Tsunade, maybe Lord Jiraiya could..."
"Look, Teacher," She sighed exasperated. That was a woman's voice, but he didn't recognized it, or the voice of the man who spoke before. "I agreed to take this out of respect for you. But this just tells me once more how low and distasteful this village can be, and why I decided to left it in the past." Surprisingly, her voice remained calm, only accentuating the words to describe the village.
"Tsunade, I know. Let me fix this, which I will. But please, we need a headmaster now more than ever. Don't—"
"Lady Tsunade—"
Naruto felt fingers grabbing his hand and touching his pulse. His closed eyelids fluttered at her touch. "I know you're awake, Naruto." She said in a small voice.
'Busted...' He opened his eyes and scowled in pain at the bright artificial light. He closed them once more, trying to move his free hand to put it over his eyes, but it felt more tiring.
"Shizune, please, the lights?" He felt more than saw when the lights were turned off, and then, a small brightness by the door illuminated. Maybe a lantern, or a candle?
"Try opening them again, Naruto." She kept her voice small, to not hurt the boy's numb ears, apparently. He opened his eyes again, and this time, left them wide open. "How do you feel?"
"Uh... kind of dizzy?" It came out more like a question than an answer. "What— where am I? Who are you? And how do you know my name?" He tried to seat up with the help of the woman. He saw that he was in a bed, white walls around him, new and dry hospital clothes. White, it was all too white, even his clothes. 'My jumpsuit? Where is it?' Naruto investigated his surroundings with his eyes but didn't find it. The place where he was seemed like a normal hospital ward, with several beds set one next to each other, and some even in front of them. It looked like an institution. He shivered, and not from the cold precisely.
Then he saw the brightness that barely illuminated the room and gasped. "What—?! That stick is..." Wand, he remembered others calling those things wands. He tried getting away from that, which made the people around him frown. The young woman —Shizune?— lowered her wand a bit, trying to stop Naruto from seeing it. Instead of Tsunade though, as he expected, it was the old man who talked, —Sarutobi, was that? He came closer to Naruto's bed.
"That's a wand, kid, nothing to fear, don't worry. Is just a... magic wooden artifact, you could say." He chuckled at Naruto's still perplexed staring. Then he grow serious again. "You are in Konoha Academy, Naruto. My name is Hiruzen Sarutobi, former Headmaster of Konoha Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You're at the academy's medical ward right now. And these are Tsunade Senju—new Headmaster, her assistant/student Shizune, and professor Iruka—"
"Umino, I know." The blonde said looking up at the young man who was currently smiling at him, relieved. "We are... uh..."
"Friends." Iruka came near the bed, seating in the chair next to it. He continued, looking at Hiruzen. "He's more like a younger brother." And then, his eyes posed in the boy yet again. "Is okay, Naruto, I explained everything they need to know up 'till now, about the... conditions in what you're living and the treatment of the villagers..."
"Uh, okay, but, what happened exactly? I don't remember." He asked, scratching his head in a nervous way. Shizune looked at Tsunade when she let go of his wrist and sat down in the foot of his bed. "The bandit?" She responded, looking at his eyes.
"Already taken cared of, both of them. Shizune, the woman who you helped with one of them, drugged you and brought you here, to me, at Konoha for examination, and also for you to rest until the sedative wore off." At Naruto's "Sedative?! What?!" the young woman herself came closer quickly apologizing.
"I'm terribly sorry, Naruto," She said while gesturing with her hands, "but I didn't know how else to... uhm... make you stop." She concluded, smiling apologetic.
"Uh... Okay, I guess. But, what happened when I was... gone? I only remember until the guy had me in a headlock. After that..." He muttered frowning and massaging his very much healed neck with his hand, nothing out of the common remained, not even a scar, which had surprised all four of them when Shizune told them what happened.
"I would explain it if you would let me finish, brat." Tsunade said, losing her patience for a bit. She wasn't very good with kids.
"Geez, okay, grandma, no need to insult." At this, Tsunade gaped and glared darkly at him, a hand fisting.
"How the hell did you just call me, brat?!"
"Err, uhm..." The rest were looking, with equal smiles of embarrassment, at the pair exchanging insults and bickering, .
"Lady Tsunade, you're supposed to be the adult here..." Muttered Shizune.
"Extraordinary kid? It looks to me more like a cheeky bastard." Murmured Tsunade to the young man.
"Oi! I'm not a bastard, grandma!" And the bickering continued for a few more minutes, until Tsunade bumped her fist into the boy's head, and after he insulted some more, she continued talking.
"Like I said, kid, let me explain." They both glared, but Naruto emited a 'hmpf', signaling her to continue. "The bandit slashed the side of your neck, deep cut though not deadly." At this, Naruto shivered and gulped. "But still, there would be a lot of blood, and a scar in your neck, but as you can see, there's nothing. Do you know why is that, brat?" He was deep in thoughts for a few minutes, but then shook his head.
"Wait— Tsunade, are you...?" Sarutobi extended his arm to her shoulder as in to stop her from talking more.
"He deserves to know, doesn't he?" She spoke firm without looking at her former teacher.
"Miss Tsunade, I understand you want to help, but Naruto has gone through a lot already, maybe we should..."
"Iruka, I get your protectiveness, but he needs to know."
"Know what? I'm right here! Stop talking like I'm not." Naruto was getting annoyed at their discussion about him without the boy having a say in anything. "What is it I need to know? Everyone in the village acts like they're in some big secret which I'm not part of. Not you too." Tsunade made a point of looking at each. Shizune sighed silently, accommodating the wand in her hand, Sarutobi shook his head looking to the side, regretful, and finally Iruka just sighed resigned. The young man nodded to the woman, as if she was expecting his approval.
"Okay, Naruto, this is... a lot to take in. And after, I want to make a proposition to you. I'd like it if you said 'yes', but is your choice and I will respect whatever it is, unlike what others did to me." She ignored the yelp of her teacher.
"Yeah, fine..." He breathed deeply, and then nodded. "I'm ready, what is it?"
And she started telling him. How fourteen years ago, a beast attacked the village and the school, and destroyed many lives and many homes. How his parents gave their lives for the sake of others and sacrificed themselves to save everyone, becoming heroes and legends, but so he himself could be recognized by all as a hero too, for being the one who restrains the demon, the one who's the jailer of the beast known as Kurama, great fox of the nine tails, worst demon of every to be and to come.
And now he knew why all the people in the village hated him, children and older, beat him and mistreated him at every opportunity they've got. They were scared, —scared of the demon taking over, or the beast getting free and attacking them again. They were angry, —angry for the families and the loved ones they've lost that terrible, horrible day. They wanted retribution, be that by beating a small boy or teenager or whatever, they didn't care. They wanted revenge. Besides, the boy was a demon, not a real person like them. The kids followed their parents' steps, so he had no friends, anyone, no sympathy.
Naruto heard all of this in silence, looking at his hands fisting the white sheets. Iruka's hand was on his shoulder, a sign of support in all this. Tsunade obviously didn't thought about sugarcoating the story, telling everything until the last gruesome detail of what his prisoner has done. Naruto didn't care. He wanted to know. He wished to learn everything and stop being in the dark all the time. As awful as the true could be, he could take it. He was hated all his life, life itself made him strong.
When Tsunade finished, there was such a silence in the room that you would hear if a small pin fell to the floor. It was suffocating, so Naruto decided to break the silence by asking one of the thousands of questions he had.
"What were my parents names?" He still didn't look up. He was comfortable playing with the trim of the sheets, better than seeing the grim faces of the adults, anyway.
"Minato Namikaze, and Kushina Uzumaki." Replied a new voice who just walked in the room. Naruto looked up quickly at the man. Old man with white hair going everywhere and with strange clothes. "You must be Naruto. Ah, yes, you look just like your parents. His eyes, her look." He continued coming closer to his bed.
"You knew them?" Who was this man? He passed his eyes through the other faces to see that they weren't immute to his arrival. "Who are you?" He asked, looking up again at the man.
"Jiraiya of the Sanin, if you must know, Naruto. And of course I knew them, I was their teacher. They went to this school, brat." Naruto growled.
"What's with everyone calling me that?" He said, at what everyone laughed, the last man in arrive being the louder of them all.
"Sorry, kid, you make it so easy." Naruto emited a 'hmpf', and when he saw Jiraiya smiling leeringly at Shizune, he muttered under his breath 'old pervert.' "What did you just call me, brat?!"
"Oh, no, not again..." Complained Iruka, shaking his head when the rest of them laughed, minus Naruto and Jiraiya who were still bickering.
"He deseves it." Tsunade said, glaring at her former schoolmate for leering at her assistant. "Anyway," interrupted, calling for the attention of everyone. "Jiraiya here will check your seal, Naruto. The one who puts Kurama in check, and who restrains him inside your body. The black out, this 'you not remembering' that happens is because Kurama takes over for a little time." Naruto frowned worriedly at this, as same as the others. "It must be something wrong with the seal. Knowing that no one checked it ever since your birth, it may be because of that."
"Okay, sure, go on, perv."
"Ugh—, brat." And more laughing, while the white haired man lifted the boy's shirt and started working.
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"So, my proposition to you. You should stay at the Academy, attend like all the other students, like your parents, and learn magic. You've got potential, kid." Said Tsunade, finishing exminating his eyes with a little lantern. "Of course, you're a little bit late, but nothing that some extra hours of study and tutoring won't help."
"More study than normal? Ugh." He could see it now, he was going to be a slave, forever. But he was excited. He wanted to learn what those called magic, and withcraft or that wizardry nonsense. And his parents went to this school, too, used magic, so it must be great. Also, he wanted to get over his fear with the wands and have one of his own, and possibly, though he wouldn't get his hopes up, finally make some friends.
Tsunade chuckled before replying. "It won't be that hard, you'll see." And she continued with his examination. "Your father was a headmaster too, even."
"What? For real?" He smiled, excitedly when Tsunade nodded with a 'hmm' and a grin of her own.
"The fourth. He was great, well respected by everyone. Never saw him when he was in position, though, I was away during that time, but I always heard of him."
Currently, it was only the two of them. As soon as Jiraiya fixed his seal, Tsunade sent all the others to work on all the preparations for Naruto's attendance at Konoha Academy, or just Konoha, for short. Everything every Konoha student needed, Iruka would get him, books, clothes, tools, among other things. Sarutobi went to talk to the council about their mischiefs and deceives regarding the boy, and also letting them know about Tsunade's decision of allowing the boy to come to the school. Shizune dealt with the paperwork that piled up while both women were in the medic ward with the boy and before that at the village market.
And finally, Jiraiya went to get a few things for her, also bringing Naruto's companion and his wand. In normal circumstances, Naruto would've been the one to go look for his wand, so it chose him, but thanks to his parents, he already had a wand, since a few years now. She didn't understand how, but his father's wand had chosen him as his previous users's succesor. Naruto's family was a peculiar one, full of secrets and things she didn't quite understand, even being as experienced as she was.
Of course, the boy could have said no to her proposition and all these preparations would have been for nothing, but she had known that he was going to say yes. Looking at him, he was just like his father, determined and courageous, but he was also very much like his mother, as enthusiastic and strong-minded as she could be.
"Ne, grandma Tsunade..." The woman sighed but let the nickname pass. She finished with his examination and started putting back everyhing she used. "Are there a lot of... Uhm, do lots of... Er..."
"Do you mean to ask me about how many students come here, Naruto?" At her question, the boy nodded sheepishly, embarrassed. She smiled softly. "It's a big cypher. Lots of prestigious families bring their children here, being the most tactful in all the Lands." At his questioning gaze, she explained. "There is a school on each Land, you see, but they're more... complicated. They have different ways of teaching and learning, especially the one in the Land of Water." She shivered remembering the dark things the kids had to do to pass and be accepted in the Village Hidden in the Mist.
"Oh..."
"We are more..." She didn't want to seem proud or arrogant, but she was speaking the truth. She was being realistic and honest. Out of the biggest Lands, they worked the best. "Efficient, I think. Lots of splendid wizards and witches graduated from here. Now, how many students do we have here, now?" She let her bag with her medic utensils in the table next to her, sat down in the foot of the boy's bed, and continued. "Lots." Naruto cringed at this and started moping. 'Great. I'm gonna be the only new student out of hundreds.' Tsunade smiled trying to reassure the boy, predicting where his thoughts went. "But as they're divided into houses, I'm sure you'll make friends quickly with the one's of your own house."
"House? I thought this was just one school?"
"Yes, but when they founded the school, they formed four houses to hold the incoming kids from far away to stay all year here, or where else would they stay and sleep? The village doesn't have that many apartments and houses." At her reasoning, he nodded, agreeing. "Each house for each founder, and each house for each type of person. Gryffindor for the ones with a courageous heart, Slytherin for those who seek ambition, Ravenclaw for the wise ones, and Hufflepuff for the loyal of heart and hard workers." She finished, standing up.
"You will be sorted in a house when you leave the medic ward. The sorting is not a test, I promise, it just tells you where you belong depending on who you are." Sensing the question Naruto was gonna ask, she hastily replied. "Not for your name, but for who you are inside your heart." At his puzzled face she chuckled. "Don't worry, Naruto, you'll understand later. Now, do you have any more questions?"
"Uh, guess no, not for now..." He yawned after talking.
"Fine, rest now. It was a long day. You will need to be at your best when the classes start for you, tomorrow." She grabbed her bag, exchange goodbyes with Naruto, and left.
Only then he noticed how tired he was. All he discovered that day, with his past, his parents, the school, it was too much to process. He yawned again, laid back in his bed to get more comfortable, and closed his eyes. He didn't want to think about his classes yet, he was too anxious and nervous, and what would the other kids think about him?
Apparently, it was a man called Danzo and some other people of some council that shared this fault. If it wasn't for them, maybe Naruto could have started the school at his twelve years old, like everyone else. But well, nothing he could do now. Old man, as he liked to call the third Headmaster, would speak with that council. He couldn't help nicknaming them, Headmasters seemed way too formal for his liking, and besides, they didn't complain... much, so it was okay.
He could feel himself drifting to sleep, until it came, darkness, and then, a dreamless sleep. Last he heard was a deep voice in his head, 'This will be an interesting adventure for both of us, jailer of mine...'
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End of the chapter one. The next chapter will be upload as they're done, so it could be one per week. Maybe longer, maybe sooner, we'll see.
If you read my story, that's enough for me. Thank you, and hope you liked it so far. If you've got anything constructive to say, about how can I improve and get better as a writer, let me know, please. If you want to say anything about the fic, what you thought of the intro, what you expect for the future chapters, who do you think will be in which house, feel free to do so. Until the next one!
P.S. I don't know how to make the spaces between cut lines work, so I fixed it like that, with dots, so sorry if you don't like them or ruin the reading or something. :(