A long white bearded man in gray robes stood in an elevator humming away at the jaunty tune playing in it as some paper airplanes floated above him as they await the floor that they are needed. Soon the gate doors opens to a floor and some airplanes fly out as another younger man with black hair wearing suit like robes, the same as the other uniforms Dumbledore saw everyone in the building wore, steps in with another.

"Albus." The man says as he faces forward as well.

"Ah Mr. Fedele, I hope I am not late to this meeting. It isn't often I travel to America, especially not the Ranger's headquarters (1)." Dumbledore says cheerfully.

"Not at all, in fact, you are two minutes early." Fedele says adjusting his suit like robes a bit.

Dumbledore smiles. "Ah, good. Can't miss my ride either as I have to be at the school and get my paperwork turned in."

"Yes, well that is mainly what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, I have a fourteen year old son. His mother and I we are not technically married and as such, have had to share custody of him for all his life. He is strong in magic and has spent his last three years being taught them in schools, but me and my wife have been torn on where he should attend. I want him to attend my county's school, while she wants him to attend her nation's school, Mahoutokoro." Fedele explains.

Dumbledore hums. "I see. So you want him to enroll in this school. Why is that?"

"Well it's more like I was wondering if we could enroll him in your school as me and his mother have come to an agreement that we will send him to another country's wizarding school as a compromise." Fedele says.

Dumbledore chuckles. "Meet in the middle as it were?"

"Exactly. We really don't want to take it to a court as it would get all kinds of political considering our jobs." Fedele says.

Dumbledore shakes his head a bit. "As some family do. I shall see that he is enrolled."

"Ah, very well. Would you like to meet him to determine which, I believe you have your school separated into four houses as you call them, correct?" Fedele asks.

Dumbledore nods. "To drive them to their highest achievement possible and I would be delighted."

"Very well. Marcus, could you tell the boss I am on break to deal with family matters?" Fedele asks one of his coworkers who gives him a thumbs up.

Dumbledore smirks lightly. "Oh, he will be quite happy going here now."

"Of that I have no doubt. Though there are a few things the foreign exchange which we will put this under, allows, that your ministry will hate." Fedele said.

Dumbledore only grins under his beard.

Chattering was heard across the train platform as many business men and women and travelers hurried to catch a train as a young boy sat on a bench with a cart full of old cases and boxes marked with the name 'Vulcan.' A holed out box sat secured on top of it all that seems to shake lightly if the cart keeps standing still.

The young black hair with golden yellow eyes checks the clock on the wall before looking back to the paper he has in his hand and looks back up to the clock to see he only has around thirty minutes left and gets up and starts driving the cart out to the platform.

The many people he sees doesn't even give him a second glance as he kept looking to the numbers and be careful a not to rattle the cart too much before hearing a whooshing sound and quickly looks to see a coat disappearing into the pillar wall between the numbers nine and ten and smiles a bit.

"Really? In this area?" He asks himself as he sets the cart and himself on the other end before looking around. "Oh, that's why." He said to himself as he sees mostly everybody facing the train lines and quickly runs forward and rushes through the wall and comes out into a brighter platform with an old style train steaming on the platform.

"You ok?" A woman asks.

The boy sighs. "I'm fine. But why not come with me mom?" He asks looking to her.

"Sorry my little boy, but it's a boarding school, meaning you will have to live there and I can't stay with my team training hard for the upcoming world cup coming up." The woman says, her black hair let down as she wore a blouse and a pair of blue jeans.

"Ok mom. I will miss you and tell Yoshihiro he still owes me that owl from the bet." The boy says making the woman smile.

The woman sighs as she looks to the train. "At least you have some perks being foreign here. And it does mean good things about her." She said looking to the holed boxed on top of the cart. "Is she still sleeping?"

"Yeah, for now." The young man says as Mr. Fedele walks up.

The woman smiles as he walks over. "Ah, the straw man returns. Ready to see his little wheat fly off in the wind."

"A pleasure as always Shizuka. You ok son?" Fedele asks.

The young man sighs. "More or less, fine."

"You will do me proud. You always have." Fedele says smiling.

"One of the only things we agree on." Shizuka says.

The young smiles before looking to the clock hanging on the pillar. "Got to go." He said grabbing the cart. "See ya." He said walking away.

"There goes our boy, Vulcan." Fedele says before some of the wizards started to recognize Shizuka.

"Isn't that the Japanese national quidditch team seeker Shizuka Watanabe?" Someone whispered.

"Whoops, gotta go." Shizuka said quickly and walks away before starting to be intercepted by the people asking for autographs.

Fedele smiles as he was glad he wasn't as famous his brother, the captain of the American team and watches the train leave.

"Blimey, I never thought I would get one of the members of another country's national quidditch team on the train station to Hogwarts." Ron says as he, Hermione and Harry walk down the corridor.

"Hard to believe they would come at all. That means that maybe a student on this train is a possible child of that member." Hermione said.

"Please, if anything, they would be in Mahoutokoro if that was the case." Ron says as they looked for an empty compartment.

Harry sighs as he looks ahead. "Come on. Most of these compartments are full." He said opening the door to one with just a young man sitting on the far end and another man covered up with a blanket while looking like he was sleeping.

The three sat down as the teen that looked barely older than them had in what looked like a headphones and didn't seemed to notice them as Hermione checked the sleeping man's case. "Professor R. J. Lupin."

Ron looks closely at the teen's head. "Is that a new style of hats?"

"No, it's a pair of headphones." Hermione says before trying to explain what it is for.

Harry rolls his eyes slightly as he kept looking around before seeing a box near the teen that had some holes punched into it. 'Weird.' Harry thinks before talking to the two and explaining what he overheard Ron's parents say about Sirius Black before his Sneakoscope started whistling in his trunk.

After stuffing the Sneakoscope into a pair of old socks and throwing it back into the trunk, they started discussing Hogsmeade and Harry told them he couldn't get anyone to sign a permission slip for it before the conversation turned to Sirius Black and Hermione releasing her new cat to stretch its legs. The cat, Crookshank, jumped onto Ron. Making his pet rat in his pocket tremble before Ron push it off angrily and made it land unintentionally onto the teenager wearing headphones getting his full attention and takes off his headphones before noticing them.

"Oh, thought this room was empty." He said packing away his headphones as he rubs his eyes.

"Um…hi." Hermione greeted elbowing Ron 'accidently'.

The teen raised his hand in a greeting.

Harry clears his throat. "I'm sorry. You are?"

"Oh, I am Vulcan Watanabe." Vulcan greeted.

Hermione smiles and gives a small wave. "Hi, Hermione Granger and this is Ron Weasley." She said pointing to Ron.

"Are you…" Ron stops himself as if thinking how to ask a sensitive question.

Vulcan rolls his eyes. "Ask away."

"Are you related to Japan's national quidditch team's seeker, Shizuka Watanabe?" Ron asks.

"Oh mom is what you wanted to talk about." Vulcan says.

Ron nods as he hoped he would continue.

"Ron, don't be rude." Hermione reminds.

"So who are the other two?" Vulcan asks.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the one sleeping is professor R. J. Lupin and this is Harry Potter." Hermione introduce.

"A pleasure." Vulcan says noticing them in their robes already. "Are we supposed to be in our uniforms already?" Vulcan asks.

Hermione looks down to her own. "Yes. It only makes it easy for us once we get there."

"Oh, I was going to wait till I got to the school. I guess I should put on the robes." Vulcan says pulling down his suitcase off the rack overhead.

Vulcan hums as he opens it on the seat and digs around his many clothes to find the robes. "Where did you go?" He asks himself.

"So are you new?" Harry asks.

"Yes, was just enrolled this year. Part of a foreign exchange program." Vulcan says.

Harry looks confused. "The school had a foreign exchange program?"

"Yes, though it is barely used. Most countries prefer their wizards to stay in the country to be taught." Hermione says.

"So does that mean he will be sorted with the first years?" Ron asks.

"No, I think they are sorted outside of school as part of an introduction. Though I am unsure that part is very vague." Hermione says.

"I was sorted, as you call it, into one of the houses already, ah, here you are." Vulcan says pulling out a Ravenclaw set of robes before putting them on.

They looked surprised. "Wow, Ravenclaw already. Though that leaves the question of being a first year." Ron asks himself.

"Actually this will be my fourth term studying in a school for magic." Vulcan informs.

They become surprised again. "A fourth year?" Harry asks.

"Is that what you call it here?" Vulcan asks finishing putting the robes over his clothes.

Harry nods. "Yes, we separate by years."

"Interesting." Vulcan says sitting back down, his eyes turning to the still motionless holed box. "Man, still." He said to himself before trying to rest again. "Melinda, you awake yet?" Vulcan asks leaning close to it, causing it to move slightly and hear an annoying snoring. "Ah, there you are." Vulcan says opening as latch on the top and reaches in with an open palm. "Melinda, that's your fake snore. Wake up." He said pulling out what they thought was a snake at first before they realize it was a tiny dragon that seems to be smirking and snoring with its mouth wide open. "Fake snore." He said poking its stomach.

"Is that a Japanese Aquadeus Razortooth?" Hermione asks.

"I think that is one name for her breed of dragon." Vulcan says setting her on his head.

Melinda just keeps snoring out loud and makes Crookshank screech and hide under the seat and cover its ear under its paws.

"Is it true what they say that Aquadeus can use magic?" Hermione asks intrigued as Ron and Harry realized the rules against having a dragon for a pet in the ministry.

Vulcan nods. "Yeah, I think all dragons are magical for their power and longevity. Kinda makes sense when you think about it given their mass and the ability to fly." He said reaching up and pushes Melinda's mouth closed. "You're annoying us."

"Oh boy, the prefects are going to have kittens over this." Ron groans.

"Why is that?" Vulcan asks tilting his head a bit.

Hermione smiles a bit. "Well, dragons are not allowed as pets in school or in the country itself. I don't think the dragon is going to stay."

"Oh, about that, foreign exchange students have a bit of diplomatic immunity. As such, unless they want a diplomatic incident, they won't even acknowledge the law with me." Vulcan says scratching Melinda's head.

Melinda only rolls over onto her back and spreads herself out as she keeps snoring as Vulcan trying to close her mouth, but she keeps moving her mouth out of the way.

After that, for several hours, the four rode in silence. Melinda, now inside Vulcan's robes somewhere, lounging around. They briefly had an encounter with Malfoy with his two goons, but left soon after noticing the professor. Vulcan didn't even register him as he kept looking out the window. Soon the storm clouds rolled in and it started to storm.

Vulcan hums as he keeps looking outside. "Well, at least the fields will get some water."

Melinda sticks her head out of his robes collar hearing that and looks outside looking happier. Soon the train came to a stop violently at the end and the lights went out.

"Are we there yet?" Harry asks looking into the hallway.

"Can't be. We are still a few hours away." Hermione said as she peeks out with him too.

"Something isn't right." Vulcan said looking to Melinda who looked angry at something.

Both Hermione and Harry was then shoved back as the trained shakes and sends them back into their seats and makes the door close as everything went silent. Soon a freezing air swept over them as the window iced up and made even the glass of water nearby to ice as well.

Vulcan glared as he took out his wand and aimed it at the door and soon two more students entered who was called Neville from what the three others called him and Ginny from what Hermione called her. Vulcan kept his wand aimed subtly at the door as if waiting for something.

"What's going on?" Harry asks Neville.

"I don't know. I was hoping someone in here knew." Neville says before they heard movement from where professor Lupin was. Soon a ball of flame appeared, casting light on the now awake Lupin's face.

"I'm guessing you have an idea." Lupin said to Vulcan as he moves the blanket away as he takes out his wand.

"I'm guessing the Dementors my father told me about that would be here this year?" Vulcan asks.

Lupin shrugs. "Makes sense here."

"Dementors?" Hermione asks before a hand touches the glass and soon the door slides open.

Vulcan sighs in exasperation as Melinda growls at the large cloaked floating creature coming in. The Dementor start to draw a slow rattling breath as if it was trying to suck in something more than air. A cold soon started to overtake all of them. Harry soon started to shake and slid out of his seat.

"None of us are hiding Sirius Black under our robes so go on." Lupin says, but the Dementor didn't respond and both Vulcan and Lupin aim their wands at the Dementor and soon a bright blue light came from both of their wands and start to push it away before it flies out of the room and closes the door behind it as the light dies down.

"Surprising, a very good Patronum." Lupin says.

Vulcan huffs. "Blame my father for that. He feared these things coming in our home one day." Vulcan says as Harry started to come around.

"Your father is a good teacher then." Lupin says giving a piece of a chocolate bar to everyone before heading to the driver.

The majority of the rest of the trip was spent in silence as the train started moving again and Vulcan sheathed his wand.

Vulcan sighs as he tried to sleep with Melinda seems to now rest around his neck. "How much longer?" He groans.

"Ten minutes." Lupin says coming back.

Vulcan suddenly leapt up. "Well, I'm packing." He said getting his bags.

"No need, the staff transfers the bags to the tower you will be staying in. Ron says.

Vulcan hums. "Convenient. At least we will make somewhat lazy kids here." He said grabbing one small bag off the rack. "Ok Melinda time to get out of sight." Vulcan says causing Melinda to slip her head back into his robes.

Soon they all exited the train and joined the swarm of students heading for carriages which Vulcan saw Thestrals hitched to them. "Interesting choice." Vulcan says getting in one of the carriages and was soon joined by others wearing Ravenclaw uniforms.

Vulcan hums as he looks ahead of them to the school straight ahead and smiles a bit at the size of the school. "Yeah, getting my daily exercise."

"That kind of comment usually means you're new." A female Ravenclaw says causing Vulcan to look at her.

Vulcan looks over to see a young girl with dirty blonde hair and protuberant grey eyes with her wand behind her left ear. "Yeah, first year attending Hogwarts, but not my first at a wizarding school." Vulcan says getting their attention.

The girl leans forward. "So if not your first year at a wizard of school, then what year are you in?"

"I think the people on the train called me a fourth year." Vulcan says.

The girl smiles. "That's when you can become a prefect here. And attend more than the usual events as well."

"Doubt it. I qualify for that yet being my first year here." Vulcan says.

The girl giggles. "Well there's still the option out there."

"So what is your names?" Vulcan asks.

"Luna Lovegood, second year." The girl introduces.

"Roger Davies, fifth year and captain of the Ravenclaw quidditch team." A male introduce.

"Vulcan Watanabe." Vulcan introduces, freezing Roger who instantly recognized his last name.

"No way." Roger said.

Vulcan sighs. "Let me guess. You're a fan of my mother Shizuka, correct?" Vulcan asks.

Roger nods. "Yes, she's a legend in the Ravenclaw line of seekers."

"Yeah, mom is pretty good. Though I prefer the role of Chaser personally." Vulcan says.

Roger smiles at that. "Have you ever thought about joining a quidditch team?"

"Maybe, haven't really had the opportunity. Was usually too busy with school work or it was unavailable for my age." Vulcan says.

Roger chuckles. "Oh trust me, you'll get in if you can pass a few tests."

"When are the tryouts?" Vulcan asks.

Roger nods. "Second school week in when everything has settled."

"Gotcha." Vulcan says as they arrived.

Vulcan sighs as he gets off and grabs his bag before walking to the school as some of the Ravenclaws try to follow him. "Yep, good school year, side of criminal problems, coming right up." He said in a voice he heard once in a diner.

Melinda snickers and paws at his collar.

(1) American equivalent of the Auror