OK. Well this is my first ever fanfiction. Excuse me if sucks, criticism is welcomed but pointless flames are not. Tell me if I made any mistakes please! Enjoy. Ok. Well. On with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did I would be cuddling with Tom Felton and eating caviar.
Chapter 1: Enter, Chai Gold!
"POTTER! What are you doing daydreaming in my class? 15 points from Gryffindor!" The slimy potions master snapped at the raven haired boy.
Harry looked up surprised. And surprise quickly turned to distress. Harry thought there was no need for Snape to take away house points. Harry WAS paying attention… he was just… admiring the weather! Yeah! Harry was paying attention! "But professor!"
"Well Potter I don't really appreciate you don't pay attention to my class, and for talking back to a teacher that's another 20 points from Gryffindor!"
There was groaning around the classroom from all the Gryffindor and amused smirks from all the Slytheryns (Is this how you spell it? I'm sorry; I'm ashamed of myself… sob sob sob!). Harry felt his face heat up. He knew that the other Gryffindor would have his head. Harry was not looking forward to lunch in the great hall.
"Now, let's get ba-"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and a first year girl poked her head into the classroom.
"Umm… Excuse me professor Snape but Professor Dumbledore would like to speak to Harry Potter." The girl mumbled.
Frowning Snape glanced at the Gryffindor before hissing:
"Go, but you will have detention later for disrupting the class."
Harry had been detention before; it was not that bad… if Fitch wasn't there. Harry decided that he would ask Hermione if there was any way she could help him get out of detention because, well, Fitch was always there.
Hoping to get out of the classroom as quick as he possibly could, Harry glanced at Ron, meeting his confused gaze, and waved goodbye. The house point incident had been forgotten momentarily and Harry hoped it would stay that way.
Honestly Harry was just as confused as Ron was, he had no idea why Dumbledore would want to see him, he hadn't done anything wrong nor did he think that there was any upcoming evil that was so desperately important that he needed to pull him out of class.
"Um… right this way please Harry Potter" the girl began to walk towards Dumbledore's office, harry in tow.
"Hey, um... can I ask you a question… why does Dumbledore need to see me now?" Harry asked thinking if anyone knew what the headmaster was up to, it would be this girl.
"Oh! Um… no… I'm sorry, the headmaster didn't tell me anything. Just that there was a dire urge to see you… I'm sorry" The girl whispered guiltily as she stared at the ground.
The two lapsed into silence as they walked the rest of the way to Dumbledore's office.
When they reached the headmasters office the girl turned to Harry.
"We're here. The password is cockroach clusters. Uh… I have to get to class now… it was nice to meet you Harry Potter. So uh…. Bye!" The girl spun around and dashed off before Harry could even say thanks.
Turning towards the gargoyle Harry repeated the password and waited until the door was fully open before wandering into the Headmasters office.
"Professor? You wanted to see me?" Harry called out. Harry glanced around the room admiring the magnificence of the interior design.
"Ah! Harry thank goodness you're here, I've been waiting for a while now!"
"Oh, sorry professor. So… what did you want to see me about?" Harry asked.
"Well… it's sort of a long story… why don't you have a seat Harry, I'll explain everything."
Harry began to make his way over to a chair when he felt a presence beside him.
Glancing to the side, Harry was surprised to find a small girl sitting in the chair next to him. He immediately noticed her strange silver hair the fell down past her waist, her ruby red eyes glanced up at the boy and stared. The was no emotion evident in her eyes. To Harry they looked… well dead. Harry stared at the girl for a few moments before blinking and taking a seat next to her.
There was a moment of silence while Harry waited for the Headmaster. Harry began to wonder if the reason Dumbledore asked him to come to his office because of this girl… Whoever she was. She looked different; he could tell she wasn't a wizard. Harry didn't know how he knew this; I guess he could just tell…
"Well I see you've already met Chai." Dumbledore came up, sitting down in his chair.
"Chai?" Harry stared at the Hogwarts headmaster. Did he mean the girl?
"Yes this is Chai Gold. She's your new bodyguard Harry."
Silence.
"What? Professor Dumbledore I don't need a bodyguard! You can't possibly agree with this Chai?" Harry exclaimed shocked.
The non-wizard just stared at Harry with her dead eyes.
"Oh, Harry, Chai doesn't speak. She hasn't said a word for years now. Well that's what her manager told me." Dumbledore stated
"Manager?" Harry was confused. Manager? Was there a bodyguard association he didn't know about?
"Yes. Chai is a- err…. How do I put this… a demon sort of. She collects souls of the deceased. Her manager came to me saying that she needed to collect Voldemort's soul soon, but Chai would not be able to collect his soul if he remains immortal, so they need you to kill him for them."
"Dumbledore! I'm not ready to face Voldemort yet! You know that! I still need more training! I'm not nearly close as powerful as Voldemort!"
"I know that's why Chai is going to be your bodyguard until then, her manager even said Chai will help you defeat Voldemort."Dumbledore smiled as if he had just discovered the cure to some rare disease.
"But but she's younger than me! She's what? Eight? Nine?" Harry argued. Harry didn't need a bodyguard. He didn't. He really really didn't. Besides Harry knew he wanted face Voldemort alone. He didn't want to put anyone else in danger.
Chai turned and glared at Harry. Obviously age was a soft spot for her.
"Um Harry, she's not much younger than you. Only about two years" Dumbledore stated.
"Whatever, I don't need a bodyguard" Harry grumbled unhappily.
"Yes you do Harry. You're pretty trouble prone. Like in your second year, where you had that 'little' run in with the giant spiders (did the spiders have name to them? I can't remember. Oh well.) From the dark forest." Dumbledore reminded Harry, raising a silver eyebrow.
"Fine. I don't want a bodyguard. I can take of myself Headmaster. Please don't give me a bodyguard" Harry pleaded.
"No Harry. Chai is going to be your bodyguard until you defeat Voldemort. End of discussion. Now, you have lunch now right? Go" Dumbledore turned towards Chai. "Chai your job starts now. You can go with Harry to lunch, ok?"
Chai nodded her head in understanding. Standing up she looked at harry waiting for him to get going.
Harry sighed. He realized that he wasn't going to be able to get out of this whole bodyguard thing. Harry glanced at the girl next to him. Harry wondered why her eyes looked so dead. How can someone look like the life has been sucked out of them at such a young age? Did something traumatic happen to her? She seemed way too professional for her age.
Harry walked out of Dumbledore's office, deep in thought, as Chai followed silently.
Harry walked down the hall leading to the Great hall and wondered if Chai really didn't speak. How could anyone go years without speaking without going crazy? Was it even possible? Harry wanted to learn more about the soul collecting bodyguard.
As soon as Harry walked into the Great Hall he was tackled by Hermione Granger and Ron Wesley, his two best friends.
"Harry! What happened? Ron told me that some girl came and said you needed to see Professor Dumbledore! Are you ok? What did Dumbledore say?" Hermione gushed out obviously not noticing Chai standing behind Harry.
"Blimey, Harry you gave me quite a scare- uhh… who's the girl?" Ron asked.
The golden trio glanced at the red eyed girl.
Harry sighed. "That's my new bodyguard apparently… she's going to follow me bloody EVERYWHERE. Like a bloody stalker." Harry answered unhappily.
"Harry that's awful mate! Do you think you can get rid of her? Oi stalker girl!" Ron turned his attention back to Chai again and crossed his arms.
"Can't you leave Harry alone I mean, it's not like he really needs to be protected. Blimey! He has us!" Ron asked the girl.
Hermione gaped at Ron's rude behavior. Honestly she didn't actually expect him to say anything at all. All she expected him to do was gape like an idiot like he always did. Although, Hermione knew how Ron was feeling, she didn't think Harry needed a bodyguard. Besides the girl looked pretty weak and, judging by her size, this new girl looked to be about eight years old. Hermione doubted this girl could defeat anything, much less protect the boy who lived. Hermione suddenly felt a wave of guilt wash over her. She hadn't even met the girl and she was already making assumptions about her. She was acting like Ron, she realized, and that only made her feel even worse.
"Ron!" Hermione snapped when she realized the situation at hand "That's no way to talk to someone you just met! It's rude!" Turning to Chai, Hermione smiled politely "My name is Hermione. It's really nice to meet you. What's your name?" Hermione wanted to at least meet the silver haired girl before she came to a conclusion for whether they would be able to become friends.
Chai stared at the curly brown haired girl. Why was she talking to her? Was it necessary for her to reply? But… she didn't want to; this girl could be a threat to the mission. She would have to observe the other girl. 'Proceed with caution and don't do anything stupid' Ayo's -her manager- advice rang in Chai's head
The group lapsed into an awkward silence before Harry decided to explain why Chai was staring at the trio with her dead eyes.
"Um… well… guys… she doesn't actually talk."
Silence.
…
"Bloody hell Harry! Why doesn't she talk? What's wrong with her?" Ron exploded.
"Nothing! Dumbledore said that she hasn't said anything in years! And blimey Ron! I just met her! How am I supposed to know why she doesn't talk!" Harry snapped at his best friend. Honestly Harry was wondering the same thing as Ron. Was there something wrong with her?
"Well, she'll have to open up sometime you guys. Maybe she's just shy. Hey Chai let's be friends. 'Kay?" Hermione smiled. She decided that she would at least try and be friends with Chai; it was the right thing to do. Look at the glass half full right?
Hermione held out her hand for Chai to take.
Chai stared at the girl's hand. This girl wanted to be friends with her? Chai Gold? The almighty shinigami who made men tremble in fear? Really? But… Chai never had a friend before… maybe this girl wasn't as bad to the mission as she thought… maybe it would help the mission… Chai had decided. She would 'make nice' -as her manager would say- with this girl. Hermione was her name right?
Chai grasped Hermione's hand and the two girls turned around and walked in the direction of the great hall, Hermione telling Chai all about topics that Ron and Harry could not hear.
"Well…" Ron began "I'm guessing Chai's going to be sticking with us for a while… Right?"
Harry nodded and the two boys began to follow Hermione and Chai to the great hall, trailing slowly behind.
The Golden trios lives were about to be turned upside down. All thanks to the mysterious shinigami: Chai Gold.
-Well thanks for reading the first chapter my first ever story! I feel so accomplished now. Hooray. Hope you enjoyed! I put my life on the line for this Chapter (by life I mean my math grade). ^v^
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