Author Note: This is the first fic I've ever written. I have absolutely no expectations of what I should write therefore there are a lot of mistakes in this fic that I have go over later on. I really wanted to release this fic so I would have a story under my profile. Heh...heh...There may be a few mistakes in the information that I have used from the book and anime (Harry Potter and Bleach) so feel free to correct it. Please enjoy :D.

Summary: Hitsugaya is sent on a mission to Hogwarts to investigate the un-naturally high amount of spiritual energy in the area. Could it be the wizards? Or something bigger? AU

Pairing: None atm

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Hitsugaya Toushiro, taichou of the 10th division, sat quietly on his chair in disbelief. Deep teal orbs were deeply transfixed on the white paper as his face scrunched up in astonishment. You could trace the deep lines on his face beginning to define as he crooked his eyebrow upwards into an arch. His lips curved upwards slightly and he paused deeply before giving in to a sigh. The paper fell almost immediately after as the prodigy quickly grabbed his tea. This was ridiculous. His dilated eyes drawled over the piece of paper in vigilance screaming to close into a deep slumber. All this paperwork had him relentlessly signing, scribbling at the large stacks of documents that Matsumoto had failed to destroy. Nonetheless, all the paperwork was completed except this last letter which left him quite puzzled. But, the warm succulent taste of morning tea was, in fact, his saviour to this ordeal. He could taste the warm liquid pouring into his mouth as the taste of green tea soothed his body warmly. It was, perhaps, the only warmth that he would tolerate without complaint. Placing down his cup he began to read the letter again-obviously bewildered by it. Following the words his gaze began to solemnly precede into the sequence as he re-read the English letters placed in front of him.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Dear Mr. Hitsugaya,

We are pleased to inform you have been selected to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of all necessary school supplies needed to attend your classes. The term will begin on September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 29th.

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Was this a fraud? Was he supposed to believe that wizards and magic were real? That they even had a trace of existence in the world? He could only blankly stare at this obscure piece of handwriting baffled by the very likes of it. Could it be that magic had a connection with reiatsu or spiritual powers? The idea sounded very farfetched but plausible. He closed his eyes folding his arms as he leaned back on his chair thoughtfully. If magic was indeed similar or alike to reiatsu could wizards be humans like Ichigo. Did they have the potential to earn a zanpakuto or achieve bankai? Or could it be-. The thought stopped abruptly before it began to resurface. He shook his head and slowly he commenced on sipping his tea slipping out of reality. Peace and quiet. It was just him, the office and his zanpakuto. The familiar weight on his back, Hyourinmaru, danced on his back comfortably. The green strap hung around his neck as he gripped it softly easing himself with his sword.

'Hyourinmaru', Toushiro spoke internally communicating with his inner world seeking audience with the ice dragon, 'this letter has told me that this wizarding school wishes me to attend there.'

Wizards and witches? The dragon roared in laughter as a vien pulsed out of Hitsugaya. As sudden as it began the laugh ceased abruptly as quick as thunder. The dragon smiled lightly. If Shinigami are a form of existence hidden away from society why wouldn't wizards young boy.The ancient ice dragon hummed in response. He could feel the dragon's competent with his answer awaiting more details of this "letter".

'Ore wa Hitsugaya Toushiro. Your wielder Hyourinmaru',Hitsugaya replied softly reminiscing the dragon's first encounter with him.

Ice shrouded the world as it was shielded by a barrier of snow. The young boy stood completely still, his lips trembling slightly in awe. The cold comforted him like a natural companion that had always been with him. The dragon's wings were like feathers defined by icicles as his wings hovered across the sky. He glittered majestically as his power scattered rigorously inside the inner world. And that moment the ancient ice dragon roared challenging the boy, projecting his voice over the frosty heavens. He rose looming over the world announcing his name gloriously his voice crackling the sky to dignify his godly being which shook the very ground the boy stood on. Hitsugaya froze by the zanpakuto spirit below its feet in reverence. A cold gust of wind blew across the two as their encounter drew to an end. A most cherished memory held by the captain.

Hitsugaya then turned and picked the letter again. This new mission seemed highly improbable. Though he would be briefed more about this mission his duty currently was to wait until the sou-taichou (captain commander) wished to see him and pour out all the information included with the bizarre letter. At the moment he was concerned with the "materials" needed for attending the classes. He paused slightly before turning to look at the school supplies of the letter. His dragon scoffed at the answer he received previously but then quietly waited for his master. Skimming though the list he flinched slightly-

1 wand

A wand Toushiro. The great ice dragon tensed.

'Ahh..' Though Hitsugaya would have liked to keep his zanpakuto he wondered whether the dragon would feel replaced by a wooden stick. How would a hollow wooden stick be useful in any way? Hitsugaya shook his head in denial. Feeling the concern of his wielder the dragon's striking voice elevated any other form of uncertainty.

We are one body and a soul, a weapon and a wielder. A shinigami is never without their zanpakuto. I will always be here as your zanpakuto Toushiro. Hitsugaya smiled deeply and held the back of him sword touching the decorated hilt gingerly.

'Arigato, Hyourinmaru' The dragon's presence then disappeared as calmly as the breeze in the icy heavens of his zanpakuto.

Unfortunately this happiness did not all last. Hitsugaya could sense someone horrendously terrible approaching. The thought of the busty fukutaichou made him cringe in his seat. The woman was trouble.

"Ohaiyo Taichou! Genki desuka?" Matsumoto sung happily bouncing into the office. Her gray eyes gleamed as she smiled before proceeding into the room. Gosh this woman was trouble. The office and Matsumoto indeed did not come hand in hand. In fact if there was something to describe it the result would be death and destruction.

"Oi! Matsumoto hurry up and do your paperwork. There's only a couple left and I expect you to finish it." His demanded sternly. He leaned forward and closed his eyes again picking the few slips of paper into his hand. The other pressed against his cheek wearily as he yawned waiting for his fukutaichou to pick them from his hand. Unfortunately Matsumoto did not move. A pregnant silence covered the room. Toushiro was not amused. His eyes then shifted icely. Irritation irked from the young captains face, his eye leaving a penetrating gaze towards a certain Matsumoto.

"Eheh...Taichou?" Matsumoto forced a smile as she began sneaking back to the door. The captain proceeded to the couch and looked around as he found a black box and a note left behind.

Taichou,

I found this perfect outfit for you. Please wear it in the future.

-Rangiku

As he slowly opened the box he could feel Matsumoto tense like a stiff log of wood. He could see her longing for his reaction yet he sensed a notion of fear which went along to it. Her eyes fixed away from his as she sensed immediate danger from the young boy. Hitsugaya well knew Matsumoto had not intentionally planned to reveal this..gift. But, he was quite curious of the contents inside it. He tore open the box rigidly and lifted the item inside.

"Nani Kore?" he hissed. Artic air blew across the barrack as the temperature noticeably dropped several notches. Thick layers of ice began to upsurge almost completely casing the office into frost as his reiatsu bursted outwards. He approached his desk and dropped the several slips onto the table. Gripping his zanpakuto his eyes burned as the dragon inside him roared in fury. His hand slammed on his desk angrily as he slowly stood with a spiraling dark aura engulfing his figure fuming uncontrollably.

"EEEEE- I will be leaving now. Please excuse me!"

"MATSUMOTO!"

OMAKE:

"Was that the Hitsugaya-taichou just now?" Renji asked Rukia as they walked past the 10th division barrack. The whole building was completely shrouded in ice while the subordinates cringed at the deafening cold and the culprit of it. The air was frosty as if it was indeed winter. But, the two shinigami made their way past the division and inclined themselves into a small chat.

"Hai, Matsumoto must have done it then," Rukia answered his question.

"Ahh I wonder what happened this time though. It seems quite serious."

"It none too serious. I think I know what Matsumoto pulled off though," Rukia whispered quietly as a smirk creeped up her face. She slowly tip-toed and whispered in the other's ear. Renji's eyes busted open widening to the fullest extent. He was mortified and almost too shocked answer. His mouth dropped opened hanging like a stone figure as he stopped abruptly posing like an idiot.

``EHHHHHH!``

T.B.C

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A/N: How was that? Was it bad? Ok? Please leave a review and if I really sucked it's ok to tell me straight on. I don't mind unless you don't put a reason without backing it up. I'm still beginning to write stories and gain more experience so the more critiques the better. 3 You guys. Hope you liked it!

Translations (Note: I am learning Japanese at school soo some may not be exactly right):

1. Taichou -Captain

2. Ore Wa _ - I am (Males-kinda like introducing themselves)

3. Ohaiyo Taichou! Genki Desuka?- Informal greeting: Hello. How are you/Are you alright?

4. Nani Kore? - What is this?