Title: Demon's Magic
Summary: Centuries after the punishment of a certain demon, he reappeared at Hogwarts' Gates. Okumura Rin would repay his debt to a friend by teaching the students a new subject: Demonology. (starts in the first year of Hogwarts; planning for multiple years; original story changes due to Rin's influence)
A/N: so many plot-bunnies in my head... They jump around and around, while I have no idea what to do with my other stories It's all a mess in my head.
IMPORTANT: In the Dutch translation lots of names are changed, unfortunately (ex. Albus Dumbledore = Albus Perkamentus. Hermoine = Hermelien, Minerva McGonnagall= Minerva Anderling etc.) so forgive me for misspelling. I'll change mistakes as soon as possible.
It was raining. "As it always is, it's bloody England," cursed a dark-haired teen. He lifted his hoodie and looked upon a magnificent castle, one so big that it made the castle of Satan look like puppet house. The kid knew he was late, not that it would matter now. He was supposed to arrive at least two hours before the Sorting Ceremony would start - whatever that was did he not know - but he was late. About ten minutes after said ceremony to be precise. It has been a while since he could stretch his legs again, so he had taken a detour.
He came across many interesting people and creatures - and sleeping places - so the trip took longer than it should have. He didn't look forward on going inside again, not after spending most of his life out - which wasn't his own choice, mind you.
Again, the teen took on a childish façade by cursing the weather and marched on. He followed some sort of road, from the station towards the castle, that lead around the lake. The other path appeared to take him right through said lake, making him believe there to, normally, be boats. Why use both a road and a boat trip though? The teen wondered this for a while, but shrugged it off no longer than four seconds after. These people were crazy, he realised. After all... A wizard had come for him, he was certain he was forgotten by then. But apparently one little boy had remembered him - one little boy - and he came back years later, asking for a favour after saving him. The teen enjoyed the walk, wobbly as the road was. It seemed to be used for carriages only. Lazy people they are as well. The boy knew that wizards couldn't do much, except the magic thing of course. They hardly walked anywhere! They all teleported, or "Apparition" was what they called it. He looked to his side when he saw something sneak by in the darkest forest he had ever seen. The creature smiled at the teen and waved, his childish face almost tomato-red in excitement. He waved back and the child seemed to glow in happiness, afterwards he galloped away ready to tell his parents of the encounter he had this evening. Surely, said parents would hold a feast that night. Again, came the teen across something... weird. A gigantic black dog - not caring about the rain - was guarding a small...hut...which windows showed light and smoke rose out, showing that the place inside would be pretty warm. The dog looked at him and barked approvingly - for as far as dog can - and lazily went back to his sleep - again, not minding the rain. Such a great guard, a sleeping one. "Whut is 't, Fang!? Yer saw 'e Flesh-Eating Slug? Damn beast never stay 'way." A giant, or gigantic man, stepped out the hut, startled by the barking, and petted the dog, which appeared to be his. He then noted the teen staring at him. He lifted his hand at the boy and howled: "'Ey there, mate! Yer late for the Ceremony! Get yer feet running faster!"
The teen shrugged and also shook his head. He was late, yeah, but the Ceremony wasn't worth watching, he thought. Why split the students up anyways? He could understand that is was because of the difference in talents, desires and capability, but stil. What were the names of the houses again? He forgot... The teen ignored the man - who had begun looking for Slugs - and walked on. No more creatures waved at him from the forest, but he knew he was being watched. Not the bad kind, though, more like anxious and excited. It was to be expected, he had some sort of reputation by now. He knocked on two large steel doors when he finally arrived there, and was almost immediately opened. An old woman stood before him and eyed him closely, then she gave extended her hand as a sign she wanted to shake his. He did as he was expected to and stepped inside, out of the rain. "So, you're finally here. Let's go in then, shall we?"
The teen nodded and he lowered the only recently lifted hoodie, revealing black hair, which had a faint tint of blue. The woman lifted her nose disapprovingly but only said: "You're not properly dressed," and disregarded the fact that he also didn't smell properly. She swung with her wand and made a towel appear, afterwards she gave him to the boy. "Not like I can do anything about it," he said revealing that his voice matched his young appearance, though the tone in them was far more experienced - older - than he looked.
"That'll be true," the woman said, after that introducing herself as Minerva McGonagall. The woman leaded him to another pair of grand doors opening them for him. The sound of the moving steel plates seemed to have interrupted a speech. Everyone turned to the door, the teachers sitting on the end of the room and the students on four long tables - all fashioned in a different colour. They inspected the sudden appearing of the teacher and –likely- a student. "Ah! There you have it! The subject I wanted to talk to you all about," the man standing on his speaker's desk pointed at the duo. Minerva stepped aside to show everyone that the headmaster was pointing at the boy and not her. "That is professor Okumura, your new teacher of the recently launched subject: Demonology!"
No one clapped. Everyone was too busy gossiping. It had to be a joke, right?
"But he's of the age of a student!" yelled a red-haired guy from the red table. "Very well noted, mister Weasly, but wrong. I'm sure you'll find out eventually when taking his lessons. Professor, would you come join me here and enlighten us about this new teaching?"
The teen, now introduced as professor Okumura, walked down towards the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. The kid noticed the ceiling which showed the weather outside, he liked that instantly. He took the headmaster's place and stood before the crowd. "Good evening," he started. "My name's Rin Okumura and I'm going to be teaching you Demonology, which is originally a side track in Defence Against The Dark Arts. By making it an all own his own standing subject, you'll be able to learn more about the demonic-creature and ways to defeat and defend yourself against these."
"Like I want to know that!" snorted someone from the green table. Some people chuckled, while other signed in annoyance.
"Maybe you'd like the skill when a Demon would rip your face off? Or would you let it happen because it would be an improvement?"
People started to laugh at the joke, beginning to like the teacher. Rin, however, remained deadly serious. "Due to the introduction of this subject are students for the first and second year obligated to follow these lessons as a core class. For the years above it will be an elective, it is also possible to take this as an extra-curricular subject. Starting with the first years, and coming next ones, it will be a required subject for students, from the first year to the fifth year. Any questions?"
There were mumbles amongst everyone, but it didn't seem that one student would actually stand up. Just when Rin was to leave the desk someone said: "what's your age, professor?"
The teen turned around and let his head drop to his left side, like a curious cat. Then he smiled his pointy teeth visible, making him look like a bad kid planning mischief. "How rude, to ask the age of a lady." Leaving the students with more to gossip and wonder about, he went to the free spot on the teachers' dining table - next to a man with filthy black hair - that was made just for him while he was speaking. "The stage is all yours now, Albus," said the boy before seating himself. The principal shushed the students who, again, started mumbling when that young, new teacher had called THE professor Dumbledore by his given name like he was an acquaintance. "Now that all the boring, no offence professor Okumura," ("none taken" huffed the teen) " themes of this evening it's almost time for us to begin our feast! But first, Okumura Rin is male. I welcome you all to a new year learning to are heart's content. Nitwit, blubber, oddment, tweak!" Albus then returned to his own seat.
"Amazing," said Rin, "better than everything I've ever heard."
The man next to him bowed over to the teen. "Excuse me? A habit?"
"What is?"
"Talking to yourself."
Rin chuckled without joy. "Yeah, one I developed over the years, unfortunately. I'm Rin Okumura, pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Severus Snape, pleasure is mine. I'm the teacher Potions."
Rin was distracted by the huge amount of food that appeared in front of him. His empty stomach loudly demanded some and, as said part of him told him to do, he took large portions on his plate. After a couple bites – which landed painfully in his emptier than empty stomach – he again turned to Severus. "Is it difficult?"
He shrugged stiffly. "Not for those who think radically."
"Then I'll be damned." This time the teen laughed truthfully.
The Potion Teacher's mouth changed into something that could be associated with a grin. "How about Demonology? I must say I'm surprised about your youthful appearance for such a grim subject." Rin shook his head. "Hardly, I had a teacher of the age of fifteen and one who claimed to be eighteen. The elder teachers were terrible at their jobs and occasionally tried to kill me," he paused, letting it sink in, "the subject isn't that hard. It's a lot of memorizing and physical abilities. There are topics in which I'll learn students to tame demons and maybe have them as familiars. I'm sure that Poppy", revering to the Healer and Nurse of Hogwarts, "will be happy to have students know about the injuries done by demons and how to cure them, so I'll be teaching that as soon as possible. Some are cut out for it, others aren't. I certainly wasn't."
Severus seemed surprised. "Then why are you teaching it?"
"I had no feeling in it at all. I was terrible in everything, too. But I've studied for years and came to the conclusion that everything can be developed over time. I'm the one you want people to teach about demons, I have more experience than anyone. Who knows? Maybe I'll be a Potion Master after following some of your teachings." The man scoffed amused, then he questioned the age of the teen once more.
"I'm old…" said Rin. "And I forgot about time. I could calculate back, but I have no interest. Besides," he smiled devilishly, "when I say I'm sixteen people tend to give some privileges. I have both teen and elderly discounts."
"Could you give me at least a hint, then?"
"See Albus over there? I'm old enough to be his ancestor." Wine was stilled over the table when Severus lost what was in his mouth after the shock. He stared at the teen, seeing him in a new light. "Are you a Demon yourself? You look human."
Rin raised his hands in defeat and nodded. "Some Demons, mostly high-level ones, can possess humans and therefore look like them. I happen to be one of them. However, this body is mine. I don't possess it, I was born with it. Don't tell others I'm not human, though." The pale man looked confused. "Why tell me then?"
The Demon looked serious and Severus saw the slim pupils in his blue electric eyes . "I'm not a thief. I pay prices for things I take. I gave you my secret - well, part of it - in return for me knowing the "dark" part in your past. Secrets are safe in the mind of a Demon, is yours just as secure?"
"It is, easily." Rin nodded and smiled. He now concentrated on his own dish, having never been so happy to see Sukiyaki within the pile of dinner. He now even noticed the chopsticks next to the other cutlery. "I love that old man!"
All too soon came the end of the welcoming-party. After each student was gone came Albus looking for the teen. "Was it to your liking?"
"It was fantastic! I'm chock-full! Thanks, old man!" All teachers behind them looked disapproving, excluding Minerva and Severus, who seemed to cross each other's looks and both agreed that this matter wasn't important to them. Then Rin introduced himself again to every member of the staff.
"The name's Filius Flitwick, I'm the teacher Charms. Oh, how exciting to meet you, Rin," the small man seemed excited about everything, though. The Demon smiled and shook his hand. Next was Aurora Sinistra, teacher for Astronomy. The teacher for Herbology, Pomona Sprout. Later came Silvanus Kettleburn, an old lady teaching Care of Magical Creatures, who seemed very interested in the Demons Rin could tell her about. She was caught off by Septima Vector, teacher for Arithmancy. Only talking to the witch made the teen dizzy, happy he didn't need to follow her subject. Bathsheda Babbling, Professor for Ancient Runes, immediately said "hajimemashite" when Rin introduced himself. Bathseda told him that in search of translating new words she learned a couple of Ancient Japanese once. The Demon was shocked for a moment to hear his mother language, but terrified to notice that he hardly recognized it. Then a stuttering Quirinus Quirrell, Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, came to him, but didn't shook his hand. "P-pleased to m-meet you, R-Rin."
"Likewise…"
He then met the staff of the castle. Argus Filch, the Caretaker, a sadistic bastard, as how Rin labelled him. Irma Pince, the stern Librarian, Poppy Pomfrey, who he had met one month ago, and Rubius Hagrid, who seemed ashamed for mistaking Rin for a student. The Professor took away Rubius' worries and found himself liking the man. He looked like a fellow who he could have fun talking to, when he'd be able to understand his way of speaking.
Albus guided Rin to his own room, seeing as he had no idea how to find the way himself. He also gave the Demon a map, saying he'll need it. And he believed him. The Headmaster waited before entering the room and looked at the teen with sparkling eyes. "There's a little surprise inside. Well, I hope it's little now."
Rin raised his eyebrows as he opened the door.
Rin!
"No… that's not possible…" slowly a smile appeared on the Demon's face. "No fucking way!" he screamed. He laughed at launched himself at the enormous mass of black filling the room.
Rin… I'm back home…
Rin almost cried of joy. "Kuro, I missed you so much…"
Albus dried his eyes and said goodbye. He stopped and turned right outside the door. "Don't forget, the bathrooms are exactly next door." The teen slammed the door close. "Shut up, old man! You stink worse than I do!"
Which was a lie, and they all knew it.
A/N: Tuntuntun! First chapter, halleluiah. Hope you liked it! Now that all the frickin' introductions are over, we can continue with the first lessons in the next chapter.
As you might have noticed, Rin acts different than normal is for him. But you'd be different too after hundreds of years.
Further chapters will explain how it is that Rin is teaching (I mean, it's weird, right!?) and what happened to him.
Did you guys get the "dark" thingy for Snape? If you do, don't spoil~! It will not be mentioned again in the near future anyways *shrugs it off*.
And I just had to include Kuro! I love him, okay?
Those Flesh-Eating Slugs keep ruining the cabbages of Hogwarts! Grrrrr! (I don't even like cabbages)
I searched up that shit of the lessons on Hogwarts, I did. Might be wrong though… Weird wizardly people and their weird schooling system.
Cya!
EDIT: *whispers* Ryuu no Yume, thank you for telling me about the flaws and grammar mistakes. As I said, I'm not a native speaker and make lots of these failures. I hope it's better now... AND THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING~!