I am alive! And I have a new story! That's where everybody groans loudly. I have finally decided to go through with my plan that I have mentioned before to make a Harry Potter Kingdom Hearts crossover. Hopefully this won't turn out as bad as my last HP crossover. Fingers Crossed!
I have decided that instead of having a lot of complicated pairings this story will only have two, this is going to be more focused on Kingdom Hearts so the KH pairing is the main one and the side is the HP one. I have decided to not stray from J.K.'s work too much but whatever.
Summary: Roxas was always an orphan and has never had any real family, until he gets a letter telling him his brother is the famous Harry Potter. Now Roxas is going to Hogwarts where he meets some new friends and helps his brother out in more ways than one. Let's not forget about the sexy red headed teacher who happens to be Ron's cousin and who seems to love pissing off Roxas.
Warnings(This goes for the entire story not just this chapter): Yaoi, Character Death, swearing, and stupid redheads. Might add more warnings later.
Pairings: Main: AxelxRoxas (I don't think I have a single Kingdom Hearts story with no Akuroku) Side: DracoxHarry.
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Roxas yawned widely in the too warm classroom while his teacher, Professor Leonhart, droned on about the Goblin uprising of 1786 where Urgh the Horrible set fire to one of America's most important wizarding institutions or something like that. Joy. He rested his head in his folded arms and stared ahead with unfocused eyes. His blonde hair fell into his eyes and he brushed it away impatiently. Next to him his best friend, Riku, sat doodling idly on the wooden desk. He seemed to playing tic-tac-toe against himself and swore occasionally when he lost. His silver hair glinted in the sunlight drifting in from the window. Next to Riku was Sora who was in a position very much like Roxas' own, except that Sora was already asleep, his brown hair even more messy than usual.
Zexion sat on Roxas' other side, diligently taking notes and focusing all of his attention on the teacher. His violet eyes were framed by glasses and his slate hair covered half of his face giving people the impression that he was emo. The window Zexion sat next to was open wide and a nice summer breeze drifted in ruffling some of his papers and he cursed quietly.
The school year at Lightheart School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was quickly coming to a close and the students there couldn't be happier. The next three days were all exams and then they were free until August when they start the school year anew.
Roxas was the only unhappy student, this school year seemed to go by twice as fast as usual and he was not looking forward to returning to the orphanage. Roxas sighed and closed his eyes, not even bothering to pay attention, if he really cared, he would look at Zexion's notes later, which were sure to be as detailed and boring as this lecture.
Both Roxas and Sora started as a bell rang loudly and signaled the end of the school day. A large grin spread across Sora's face as he jumped to his feet.
"Dinner!" He yelled and hurried to pull Riku out of his seat where he just lost another game to himself. Zexion and Roxas stood from their seats and laughed as Sora pulled a bit too hard and Riku crashed to the floor.
"You all right?" Roxas asked as he held his hand out to the teen. Sea-green eyes blinked at him and Riku grasped his hand and pulled Roxas to the floor as well. "Hey!" He yelled out indignantly as the others laughed at him.
"Come on guys, foooood!" Sora whined and Riku and Roxas got to their feet obligingly and the four left the classroom and made their way to the Great Hall. They sat down at their normal table and Sora immediately started piling his plate with food.
"Exam's tomorrow, what do we have?" Roxas asked Zexion.
"Tomorrow we have Transfiguration, Potions, and History of Magic. Next day we have Defense Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, and Ancient Runes. The day after that we have Herbology, Astrology, and Charms" Zexion recited off the top of his head. Count Zexion to have remembered every single thing.
"Can I borrow some of your notes tonight?" Roxas questioned and Zexion nodded. At that moment there was a great rushing noise as the Great Hall filled with the post owls. Every student's attention was, however, directed at one particular bright red and orange bird that soared among them, looking for it's target,
Roxas immediately recognized it as a phoenix, a bird that is reborn from ashes every time it dies. The phoenix held a roll of parchment in its talons and Roxas wondered who it was for. Phoenixes aren't birds that deliver mail.
He was immediately surprised when it landed directly in front of him and dropped the parchment on his currently empty plate. Roxas numbly picked it up and looked at the elegant and loopy handwriting on the scroll which was clearly addressed to him. He unfurled the scroll as every student and teacher in the Hall watched, even the owls and the phoenix watched curiously. He had to read it twice before it sank in and he dropped the parchment in shock onto his plate where Zexion snatched it and read it as well.
The phoenix squawked and then disappeared in a flash of flames.
"I have a brother?" Roxas asked no one in particular. At these words Riku and Sora rushed to read the letter over Zexion's shoulder.
"Albus Dumbledore? As in the Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of all time?" Sora asked in an awed voice.
"It says here that he's coming to see you in a few weeks and he's bringing your brother and- holy crap, Harry Potter?" Riku said. Everyone's eyes were on the four as they conversed among themselves, dinner long forgotten.
"As in the Harry Potter?" Sora asked.
"Shut up, Sora!" Zexion said and looked over at Roxas, who hadn't spoken. "Are you okay, Rox?" Roxas just stared blankly at his hands as he thought.
He had a brother? But he was an orphan, orphan's don't have family, right? Sure he had always dreamed that someday his real family would find him and whisk him away somewhere, like to a huge mansion with an in-ground swimming pool and a basketball court in the backyard. But his parents were dead, the orphanage told him so, the letter told him so, but he had a brother. He had family!
A smile slowly spread itself across Roxas' face and he looked up from his hands. He had a brother! And his brother had a name! A name that was Harry Potter!
Whoa.
Wait a second.
Harry Potter? As in the Boy Who Lived? The Chosen One? He was famous everywhere in the wizard world.
"HARRY POTTER IS MY BROTHER!?" He yelled so loudly that everyone heard him. There was a collective gasp throughout the Great Hall and Roxas, who realized his mistake a bit too late, covered his mouth with his hands. He grabbed the letter from Zexion and started to make his way to the dormitory, Zexion, Riku, and Sora followed quickly.
As soon as they were through the doors they heard the entire school erupt in noise as everyone talked about the news.
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Harry Potter sat in the garden of the Burrow as thought about two days ago when Dumbledore had brought him here. He said he would be back in a few days, right? So where was he? Everyone else was inside the house as they allowed him his quiet time. Dumbledore had said that he had something very important to tell him, but that he would have to wait.
Harry's curiosity was getting the better of him and he was just itching to know. Why couldn't Dumbledore have told him two nights ago? Damn his curiousity that got him in so much trouble in the past five years.
But Dumbledore didn't tell him, not yet at least. So there Harry sat, in the middle of the garden watching the gnomes play around in the bushes and waiting just in case Dumbledore came today.
"Interesting little buggers aren't they, Harry?" A voice commented startling Harry out of his thoughts. An old wizard with long white hair and an equally long beard, wearing robes of deep purple sat next to Harry in the dirt a small smile adorning his features. Half-moon glasses sat on his long crooked nose and his striking blue eyes twinkled at Harry.
"You startled me, sir." Harry said as he pulled his knees up to his chest and leaned his chin on them.
"I am quite sorry, Harry, oneself does not usually know how much noise one is making." Dumbledore said happily.
"It's fine, Professor." Harry said and looked to Dumbledore expectantly. But Dumbledore seemed content to just sit and watch the garden gnomes whilst humming a cheerful little tune. "Sir?" Harry asked.
"Ah yes, you must be wondering why am I here, Harry. Well you see the answer is quite simple, after much digging, interrogation, and perhaps a bit of yelling, I have found out something most interesting."
"What is it, sir?"
"Well, about fifteen years ago there was a wizard named Xemnas who was experimenting with a certain type of magic. He was known in several countries for trying to produce children with magic." Dumbledore had placed his fingertips together as he explained calmly.
"He was doing what?" Harry was shocked, he had never heard of such a thing. "How?"
"I'm not sure about the specifics, I do know that he asked for volunteers to give him their DNA, such as strand of hair. He would conduct experiments and attempt to make a child for them. There has only been one occurrence where his experiments worked, with a few minor problems. You see Xemnas asked your parents to volunteer DNA, Harry." Harry had a feeling that he knew where this was going now, his throat suddenly became dry as he didn't dare to hope.
"You have a brother, he lives in America."
He had a brother? As in family that wasn't the Dursleys? "What?" He asked quietly.
"His name is Roxas, he goes to Lightheart School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where he was an orphan and up until a few weeks ago when I sent him a letter believed he has no family whatsoever, just as you did up until now." Dumbledore was quiet as he allowed this information to sink in before he continued.
"I am going to take you to him and ask him if he will come to Hogwarts this year."
"What are the minor problems?" Harry asked, he wasn't afraid of having a freak of a brother, but he was worried, that his brother might be suffering painfully.
"According Xemnas, the only noticable problem is that he has no physical resemblance to his family. He was very unclear when I asked anything more"
"Why is he in America, sir?"
"Roxas was born on November eighth meaning your parents were already dead, Xemnas was ordered by the ministry to stop experimenting and he dropped Roxas off at the Orphanage telling them only that his parents were dead." Dumbledore sighed, "Molly has agreed to let Roxas stay here for the summer if he does agree to go to Hogwarts."
Harry grinned, he had family, he was so happy! He would be seeing his brother today! He didn't need to voice any of his thoughts as Dumbledore smiled in understanding.
"Now, Harry," He said standing and Harry quickly followed. "Let's not keep Roxas waiting any longer." He strode out of the garden with Harry following him and held his arm out when they were at the point where they were able to apparate. Harry grasped it and soon felt the suffocating sensation of apparation.
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Roxas sat quietly on his bed in his small room in the orphanage that he grew up in. Riku and Zexion were on the floor playing a game of war with muggle playing cards, having insisted on being there when Roxas' brother and the famous Albus Dumbledore showed up. Sora had been unable to come because he and his family went to Hawaii for vacation. Roxas stared out the window and wondered what his brother would be like.
Would he be nice and friendly and just as glad as Roxas to know he has family? Or would he be cocky and arrogant and every bit as attention seeking as some newspapers made him out to be.
"So, are you going to go?" Zexion asked after winning another round.
"Huh?" Roxas asked, startled out of his reverie.
"Are you going to go to Hogwarts? With Harry?" Zexion sighed as Riku took his Queen with his King.
"I don't know." Roxas sighed, "I don't want to leave you guys, but I also don't want to stay in this horrible orphanage until I'm seventeen."
"I think you should go, at least for the term, y'know. If you don't like it there you could always transfer back after Christmas is over." Riku said.
"Plus you can visit, and send us letters, tell us what it's like there." Zexion set his cards on the floor and twisted his body to look at Roxas.
"It'll be a great way to get to know your brother and meet some new people. It should be fun!" Riku grinned as he mirrored Zexion's actions and faced Roxas.
"Yeah, I think I will go. I promise I'll write at least once a week!" Roxas smiled and his friends grinned at him.
"Sora's going to be pissed that you didn't say goodbye." Riku said a bit sadly.
"I already said goodbye to him, just in case I did decide to go." Roxas smile dropped a bit at the memory. "He insisted."
"Sounds like Sora." Zexion chuckled quietly. "Anyway, I got you a going away present, you know, just in case." Zexion brought a rectangle shaped package wrapped in plain brown paper out of his bag.
"What? No way! I wanted to be the nice one!" Riku pouted and did the same, but his package was a bit smaller.
"You guys really shouldn't have, I don't need anything from you." Roxas said as the two handed him the presents. He opened Zexion's first and was unsurpised to see the hard cover binding of a large book. Trust Zexy to get him a book. He looked at the title and read Hogwarts A History.
"I thought you might want to find out a bit more about Hogwarts, before you get there." Zexion explained.
Roxas thanked Zexion and opened Riku's gift. It was a simple black 8x8 inch picture frame but the picture inside had Riku, Sora, and Zexion smiling and waving cheerfully at him. Roxas smiled back.
"I didn't want you to forget us when you meet new even more awesome friends than us." Riku smiled.
"But there's no one more awesome than you guys!" Roxas said with a grin and the trio shared a moment without saying a word, they didn't need to.
So when there came a loud rapping on the door all three jumped, resulting in Roxas falling off of the bed and onto Zexion who made an "Oomph." noise and fell into Riku and all three crashed to the floor in a jumble of limps. The door opened with a creak and standing in the doorway, looking very amused were no other than Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore.
"May we come in?" Dumbledore questioned, ever the gentleman.
"Umm, yeah, sure." Roxas said as he struggled to pull himself free. He pulled his arm out from under Riku with a hard tug, which sent the silver-haired teen rolling into the bedpost. Riku cursed and sat up rubbing his forehead. Zexion calmly pulled himself free and started to clean up the pile of muggle playing cards that were now scattered everywhere.
Harry and Dumbledore sat down in two chairs by the desk in a corner of the room and waited patiently. Dumbledore hummed a little tune and Harry seemed content to sit and watch the chaos before him.
Roxas got to his feet and helped Riku up, mumbling an apology. He faced the two visitors and felt a sense of disbelief. There sitting in front of him was his brother, who happened to be Harry Potter.
Roxas immediately noticed one thing, Harry Potter and himself looked nothing alike. Harry had jet black hair opposed to Roxas' sunshine blonde. Harry's eyes were almond shaped and green, where Roxas' were round and blue. The only thing they shared was perhaps that they were both scrawny and thin looking, although Harry was at least five inches taller than the blonde.
"So you're Roxas' brother?" Riku asked skipping all formalities and looking at Harry with a critical eye. Roxas' feet seemed rooted to the floor and just stared.
"Er... yes?" Harry said, slightly confused and probably wondering which one of the trio was his brother.
"Right! I'm Riku! Roxas is my friend and you had better take care of him or I'll make sure you regret it, 'Chosen One' or not." Riku stepped forward and thrust his hand out. Harry stared at it for a moment. "The polite thing to do would be to shake it." Riku said with a smile. Harry stood and shook his hand after a small chuckle.
"Harry." He said as a way of introduction. Dumbledore got up after him and also shook the teen's hand with a smile.
"Albus Dumbledore at your service!" He said with a smile and a bow.
"My name is Zexion and the petrified runt over there is Roxas." Zexion said when he finished picking up the cards off of the floor. He shook the others hands as well then went over to Roxas. "Are you okay?" He whispered.
"Um yeah, just shocked that this is really happening is all." Roxas smiled timidly at Harry and then stepped forward. "Call me Roxas, or Rox. Call me Roxy or Shorty and I'll personally gut you."
Harry laughed. "Good to know." He ruffled Roxas' hair and Roxas immediately smacked his hand away.
"No touchy the hair." He warned wagging a finger at him. They all laughed at that and Dumbledore stepped forward to shake Roxas' hand.
"It's an honor to finally meet you." He said with a smile. "Have you decided whether or not to attend my school?" Wow this man was straight to business huh?
"Yeah, I have, I've decided to go, at least for the term." Roxas said, scratching the back of his head.
"Fantastic! Are you ready or do you a moment to pack?"
"Almost, I just need to put a few more things in my trunk." Roxas grabbed the book and the photo off of his bed and hurried to shove them in the black trunk at the foot of his bed.
"Sir?" Harry asked, everyone's head swiveled around to look at him.
"Yes Harry?" Dumbledore asked calmly, seeming as though he knew the question.
"How will we decide what house Roxas will be in?"
"House?" Roxas asked, confused.
"At Hogwarts the students are separated into four different houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. The four houses help determine your class schedules. Each house has different qualities and each student in that house has those qualities." Zexion explained, everyone in the room looked at him in amazement. "It's all in Hogwarts A History."
"Oh great, a male Hermione." Harry said with a smile.
"To answer your question Harry, he will be sorted just like the other students." Dumbledore said.
"Yes, but when, sir?"
"Oh during the welcoming feast of course! He will go up to the castle with the first years and be sorted after everyone else." Dumbledore explained, "Is this all of your stuff?" Dumbledore asked Roxas who nodded. Dumbledore flicked his wand and the trunk disappeared. "Before we go to the Burrow we have one more stop to make." Dumbledore explained to the confused faces.
"Where to, this time?" Harry asked curiously.
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Axel Weasley's favorite time of the day was easily right after dinner and right before bedtime. After Axel's dinner alone he would always sit in his favorite stuffed red armchair in front of the fire. Sometimes he would sit there and read a book or the newspaper. Sometimes he might listen to the radio or watch television. Sometimes we would just sit there and think, he would like the way that the fire's heat felt on his skin as he would stare into it for hours on end. Axel liked to think of these hours after dinner as his alone time or sometimes 'Axel Time.' And if anyone ever interrupted him he would become very angry.
So naturally when there was a loud knock on his door he fought the urge to curse loudly that they would hear him in China. Instead he calmly put his book on the arm of the chair and waited quietly, hoping against all hope that the intruders would just assume he wasn't there and leave when there was no reply.
He cursed when they knocked again and he put his glasses on top of his book as he stood. He raised his arms above his head and stretched. The black fabric of his shirt rose an inch and showed off a bit of his pale stomach.
Axel slowly walked to the door and flung it open to reveal and odd looking trio of people. There were two boys who look to be in their mid to late teens, one, by the look of his black hair, green eyes, and lightning shaped scar, was very obviously Harry Potter. The other was a small blonde boy who, Axel had to admit, was very cute and adorable looking, but Axel did not recognize him. The third person of the group was a very old man and he was easily identified by Axel as Albus Dumbledore.
"Can I help you?" Axel ground out, trying his very hardest not to cuss them out. He was very unhappy, but the blonde boy easily helped make that a little better.
"Yes," Dumbledore began politely. "I have an important matter to discuss with you, may we come in?"
Axel nodded and grumbled under his breath as he stood aside to let them inside. He slammed the door behind them and led them into his den. He motioned for them to sit down on the long black couch and he sat in the armchair which he had sat in and read a book not ten minutes ago, though this time he was not as happy.
"What do you want?" Axel questioned.
"I understand that you are interested in becoming a teacher, Axel." Dumbledore said and continued when Axel nodded curtly. "I am here to offer you a position at Hogwarts as the Charms professor, but only for this year."
"But I'm only seventeen!" Axel said, shocked.
"Yes, but I also understand that you are a very powerful wizard and I would consider it an honor for you to teach at our school." Dumbledore smiled.
"What happened to Professor Flitwick, sir?" Harry asked with wide eyes.
"Professor Flitwick has decided to take the year off, for personal reasons. He should be back next year, although," Dumbledore redirected his attention to Axel. "It would provide you with good experience should you find another position."
"I'll do it, as long as you don't make the students call me Professor Weasley." Axel shuddered at the thought.
"Weasley?" Harry asked once again, his voice was filled with confusion as he looked closer at Axel.
"Ah, you know my cousins right? Well, my name is Axel Weasley, nice to meet you. Who's blondie?" Axel asked as he pointed at the blonde who sat next to Harry.
"My name is Roxas, not blondie, Red." The blonde, no Roxas spoke up for the first time, his blue eyes were narrowed dangerously.
"Right, I'll be sure to remember that." Axel said his green eyes glinted mischievously. The blonde was just too fun to taunt.
"Anyway, Molly has agreed to let you stay at the Burrow until school starts." Dumbledore said.
"Auntie Molly? Gosh, I haven't seen her in so many years. She doesn't hate me anymore, does she?" Axel ran his fingers through his hair.
"Molly has never hated you Axel. She may not exactly have liked your parents, but she never blamed you." Dumbledore said softly.
Axel sat there for a moment staring into the fire like he had done so many times. He watched the flames dance merrily and he sighed. "The students don't have to call me Professor Weasley, right?"
"They may call you whatever you want them to call you." Dumbledore said happily.
"Right, I'll do it then, tell Auntie Molly I'll come by around noon tomorrow." Axel said and stood.
"Excellent! We'll be leaving then." Dumbledore stood and Roxas and Harry followed suit.
"Do you need me to show you to the door?"
"No, we can find our way, I'll be seeing you at the start of term then. Good bye!"
Axel watched them disappear down the hall and heard the front door open and close. He just stood there and watched the fire with a peculiar expression on his face.
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"Never again, never ever." Roxas said as he fell to his knees.
"Yeah, apparation does take some getting used to." Harry said, smiling at his younger brother. He helped Roxas to his feet and together they looked up at the house that stood before them. Dumbledore had sent them there but had not come himself, so they were alone standing just inside the Burrow's garden.
Roxas was quite amazed at the structure of the dwelling. The whole thing must've been about four or five stories and was leaning to the side so much that it probably had to be held up by magic. The garden was full of different plants and weeds and Roxas could almost swear that he saw a potato run behind a bush.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone." Harry said and led the way inside the house. Roxas followed, his eyes full of uncertainty. They stepped into the kitchen and Harry shut the door behind him with a click. He made sure to lock it, just in case.
"Hello, Harry, dear I was wondering when you would be back." A middle-aged red-haired woman entered the kitchen carrying a laundry basket with a clock sitting on top of the clothes. Her red hair immediately reminded Roxas of Axel, although hers was not quite as red.
"Hi Mrs. Weasley, we didn't miss dinner did we?" Harry asked as his stomach grumbled loudly.
"No, no, you must be Roxas, dear. It's so nice to know that Harry has some family that aren't those wretched Dursleys." Mrs. Weasley embraced Roxas warmly. Roxas hugged her back and smiled softly.
"It's nice to meet you." Roxas had never been hugged like this, as if by a mother, and he had to admit that it felt... nice.
"Dinner will be ready in about an hour, I set up George's bed for you dear, you can share the twin's room with Harry." Roxas nodded in understanding, though the only thing he got out of that was that dinner starts in an hour and he'd share a room with Harry. "Ron and Hermione are upstairs I think."
"Okay thanks, ." Harry started out of the kitchen and Roxas followed hastily, not wanting to be left behind.
"Who are Ron and Hermione, I know you mentioned one of them back at the orphanage." Roxas asked as he and Harry climbed up the stairs.
"They're my best friends. Hermione's really smart and at the top of our class, your friend, Zexion, reminds me of her. And Ron is... well Ron's Ron." Harry explained as he stopped at a door on the second landing. "This is our room for now," Harry opened the door and Roxas peered inside."I wouldn't open any of the boxes if I were you, Fred and George have been known to have an odd sense of humor sometimes." The room was filled with boxes and had two twin- sized beds. Roxas' trunk sat at the foot of one with a red comforter. Harry continued up more stairs and Roxas hurried to keep up.
They encountered no one as they continued to climb to what must have been the highest level of the house. When they finally stopped outside of a door, Roxas was panting due to the effort it took to climb the stairs. Harry entered the room without bothering to knock and Roxas followed hesitantly. He never really liked meeting new people.
Roxas stopped, however, just in the doorway and stared at the bedroom before him. The walls were covered in bright orange posters with moving pictures of people flying around in bright orange Quidditch robes. Even the bed was covered in a bright orange Chudley Cannons comforter. It took Roxas a moment to notice two teenagers in the room as well. One was a boy who was tall and gangly with red hair and he sat in the bed with his back up against the headboard. The other was a girl with long, bushy, brown hair, she sat at the foot of the bed and smiled when the two brothers entered.
"Hello, Harry!" The girl called, Roxas assumed that this was Hermione, so the other must be Ron.
"Hey, Hermione," Harry said, confirming Roxas' assumptions. "This is Roxas, he's my-"
"Brother, we know, Dumbledore told Mum, and she told us. You look nothing alike." Ron said bluntly. Hermione promptly smacked him on the head with a book that was in her lap.
"It's so nice to meet you!" She said to Roxas. "I'm Hermione, and that insufferable idiot over there is Ron." She smiled. "You must be Roxas. What year are going into?"
"Oh, I'm going to be a fifth year." Roxas smiled tentatively.
"Oooh! So you're taking your O.W.L.s this year, right?" Roxas nodded. "What classes are you taking?"
Roxas began to list them off of his fingers, "Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Astrology, Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, History of Magic, Ancient Runes, and Divination."Hermione nodded while he listed them and Harry went to sit on the floor near the bed.
"Divination?" Ron asked and Roxas nodded, "Our Divination teacher is an old bat." He said with a snort.
"Never mind that, I have something to tell you." Harry said and started to explain everything that happened while Roxas began to examine the rest of the room. There was a small wooden desk with an old looking wooden chair, on the desk were book that looked as though they had never even been cracked open. On one table was a glass container with a pretty fat frog sitting on the inside. There was a wardrobe that blended in almost perfectly to the walls as it was covered in posters as well. On the top of the wardrobe was a cage that Roxas was surprised he had not noticed before on account of the loud owl who was flitting around loudly inside.
Roxas plopped down on the floor a little away from the group and was content to just sit and watch them with a smile on his face as he remembered his friends in America. His thoughts flashed to when he had said goodbye to Riku and Zexion just before he apparated for the first time. He really couldn't believe that it had happened only a few hours ago.
"Why do you think Flitwick isn't returning this year?" Hermione asked after Harry had finished explaining everything that had happened.
"Dunno, Dumbledore said it was for personal reasons." Harry said.
"You don't think that, y'know, something happened to him, do you?" Ron asked nervously.
"No, Dumbledore would've told him if it was that important. I think we should just forget about it." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"I reckon she's right." Harry said and Roxas chose that moment to speak up about something that had been bothering him for a while.
"Are you guys all in the same house?" He asked, he didn't want to admit it, but he was definitely nervous about being sorted.
Harry nodded, "We're all in Gryffindor house together."
"Could you tell me about the houses?" Roxas said scooting on his butt a few inches closer to the trio.
"Sure, though I'm sure that the Sorting hat would do a much better job." Hermione started. "Gryffindor house is for people who are brave and daring. Hufflepuff is for people who are really nice and friendly."
"Ravenclaw is for the really smart people, I'm surprised Hermione wasn't put there." Ron said, taking over for Hermione.
Hermione blushed at the compliment and Harry finished with the last house, "Slytherin is the worst house, there isn't a single wizard that went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." Harry said with a slightly dark look on his face.
"Really? What house do you think I'll be in?" Roxas asked his voice was small.
"I'm sure that you'll be in Gryffindor, with us!" Hermione said cheerfully. Roxas only hoped that she was right. At that moment the bedroom door flew open and a girl with long red hair stood in the doorway.
"Mum says that dinner is ready, so your arses down there." The girl turned on her heel and walked out the door and back down the stairs.
"We'd better go," Ron said and the four got to their feet and Roxas prepared himself for the treacherous journey down the stairs.
When they arrived in the kitchen it was filled with the delicious smell of home cooking. Roxas smiled, he had always wanted to have a home cooked meal, and now he finally could.
"Smells great, Mrs. Weasley!" Roxas said as he sat down next to Harry at the table eagerly.
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After dinner Roxas found himself standing alone in the bedroom he now shared with Harry. Dinner had been fun and Roxas had thought it was delicious, but really he hadn't been able wait for it to have been over. Harry had decided to hang out with Ron and Hermione in Ron's room for a little while before bed so Roxas was finally alone.
He started to rummage through his trunk and extracted a few things. First was the picture that Riku had given him, he smiled at his friends as they waved at him. He placed the frame on the bedside table and then looked at the other things he had grabbed. Pajamas and Zexion's book. Roxas carefully set the book down on the bed and then changed into his night clothes. He decided to read up on Hogwarts a bit before bedtime so he opened the book and sat down on top of the covers on the bed.
However after about ten minutes of reading he decided that he was much too tired to stay up and read so he closed the book and put it on the table right next his picture. Roxas smiled as he got under the covers to sleep. He decided that the day, albeit long, had been one of the best days of his life, right next to the day he had been told that he was a wizard.
With these thoughts Roxas drifted into a deep sleep filled with dreams about a certain red-head with bright green eyes by the name of Axel.
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This is easily the longest chapter I have ever written. It might not seem like much to read, but it was a bitch to write. I'm sad to say that I am not sure if the other chapters will be nearly this long.
This is one of my Akuroku Day gifts to everyone but I have a oneshot that I may not be able to finish today, but I'll try my damned hardest.