AN/ Yo, it's Senney, and SEXTUS EST DISCIPULUS MALUS, for all of my UTS friends... 'specially Mooshie and Joshie... (Edit: Samuel, you too, if Josh corrupted you...)

Done, "Speech" 'Thoughts' 'whispering' Inner voices

The Shinobi of Hogwarts

In the Hokage's tower, an old man sat, dwelling on the events of a mere week ago. Sarutobi, the third Hokage, had been forced out of retirement at the death of his successor. Kayoru had been merely 22 at the time, and had sealed the bijuu in a newborn child. Afterwards, Konoha was about one quarter of its original size... The rest was charred and ashen. Not only that, but Konoha was getting very little business, and many shinobi had died. Today, though, Sarutobi saw hope, for an old friend of his from foreign country was visiting. The friend would bring with him, a contract.

A contract meant Work.

They needed that job now more than ever. To get business was to rebuild their fractured society, and he knew the best Shinobi for this job. Multi-talented, young, smart, and the perfect weapon... the third was cut short on his musings when a figure appeared out of nowhere, with a discreet 'pop' noise.

"Ah, Hello my dear friend Albus, how are you?" Sarutobi cracked a wistful smile.

"Personally I am quite well, but I am in need of your assistance." the man replied.

"Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, How may I be of assistance?" the Older Shinobi asked.

"I am looking to hire your strongest guard to shadow a young wizard. The guard will need to pose as a witch or wizard from an academy as a singular entry into the triwizard cup. Keep in mind the challenges that he or she will face are very grave. We wish for this to be an actual contract, and I would like to meet your choice as soon as you can contact him. How long will that be?" Albus had sat himself down across from the Hokage, trepidation clear on his face. Sarutobi almost laughed,

almost.

"The guard of my choice is ANBU wolf. Two years of experience as ANBU, age, turning fifteen next month. Has killed, knows and uses more than 1000 techniques perfectly. He has two advanced bloodline limits, and he is an absolute genius who is sorely dedicated to his job. The only thing he requires is that no-one provoke conversation with him, and that no-one tries to force off his secondary mask. He will most definitely be able to compete in the games, and could be a teacher in training while at your school." Sarutobi waved to one of his assistants, who left the room. "He is just outside."

"Good," said Dumbledore, "We need to leave soon so that I can show him around before the students arrive."

"I do understand, so the cover story for him is," Sandaime began.

"Correct a student from the hidden villages who is to compete in the triwizard tournament. We think that some things are going to go down... for lack of a better word, poorly. There are suspicions rising, Sarutobi."

"Sarutobi-sama," ANBU Wolf stepped inside and cocked his head to the right, Dumbledore found it enchantingly... uh, creepy.

"Fluffy," the Shinobi visibly stiffened, "Remove your mask," The Shinobi sighed and pulled off the vague wolf mask. He looked young, but his visible right eye was deadened, and his left eye was covered by the Konoha Hitae-ate. 'What has happened to this child?' Albus thought.

"Speak of yourself, ANBU," Sarutobi said, more respectful to this child than Albus would've thought.

"I am Hatake Kakashi, the Last Hatake. I have 8 nin-dog summons. I can use the Uchiha bloodline, evolved to a third tomoe. I turned fifteen last week. I have been ANBU since four weeks after I turned twelve. I have only two personal attachments to this village, and I came across some experience with object guided chakra use." The fifteen year old paused, "Saru-sama?" His voice was cold and unemotional.

"Yes Fluffy?"

"please thank Jiraiya on my behalf, I would like for him to be my replacing touchstone along with Gai."

"Consider it done, Shinobi of Konoha,"

The child looked at Dumbledore. Addressing him, he asked, "What are the parameters of this mission?"

"Please do call me Albus, and you are to act as a visiting student who will perform in the Triwizard tournament. You will shadow our defense against the dark arts teacher. Your real purpose is to act as a guard to Harry Potter, whom you may inform of your position should you see it as fit."

"When do I leave?"

"Whenever you can. I will transport you there personally, do you speak English?" Dumbledore asked. The guard smirked as he put on his mask.

"Absolutely" He said, in perfect English, without the barest hint of an accent.

"Well then," Albus spoke in English, "When will you be ready? I can transport us from anywhere, so if you need to get some things-"

"That is Unnecessary Albus," Sarutobi interrupted, "Wolf should have his pack outside the Office, you can transport from here right now."

"Wonderful, Wolf, would you get your pack?" The 'hai' of response was encouraging, as he swept out of the room with an unnatural grace. He was gone for a moment, but in that moment Sarutobi said;

"He can morph into a white wolf, but if he is injured in that form, he cannot turn back until sufficiently healed. It has happened before... he is very deadly I that form though."

"I see. He has some attributes even in his human form?"

"Accelerated sense of smell, his secondary mask helps with that... he passed out from Jiraiya's cologne once..." They both laughed. Kakashi opened the door; he had a small pack on his back. Sarutobi gestured to the empty short scabbard by the young ANBU's hip;

"Asuma should have your Tanto repaired by this evening, I will mail it to you. Now, off you go, both of you!" Albus stood and bade farewell to Sarutobi. He grabbed one of Kakashi's arms and apparated to Hogsmeade.

When the somehow spinning dark reeled to a halt, the momentum caused Kakashi to stumble. He glared at Dumbledore through the mask, the wizard looked at him, and Albus could've sworn that the child had actually growled at him...

Out on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, as they were, there were few people, but Kakashi could smell the crowds who were just to the north of them. In the town, he deduced, there were about 48, no 49 people. Not to mention a fair few animals. He should probably keep a lower profile... about to make a suggestion, Dumbledore beat him to it,

"Wolf, maybe as we travel through the village to the school you should use your dog form? Just so that the villagers aren't so suspicious of you and that mask." Kakashi nodded. Bringing a hand up to the nose of his mask, he morphed into a large-ish white wolf.

"I can see why Sarutobi calls you Fluffy. That is not a Henge, right?" The dog nodded. "Good, let's go."
At the Hogwarts Castle
Having returned to his human form, it took all of Kakashi's shinobi training to not gape at the huge building that loomed out of the fog. It was astronomical in proportions. That one castle was bigger than the Konoha which he had left. Dumbledore led the 'guard' through the castle and to his office. Well, to the large statue that represented the door.

"This is the door to my office. Minerva is in there waiting for us. She will show you where most of the things are." Kakashi looked at the statue.

'Is there a Genjutsu up? I can't sense it at all?' Kakashi was so worried. Who could possibly set up a genjutsu that he couldn't sense? Impossible. Dumbledore seemed to read his mind.

"No Illusion arts were used, but this statue actually guards the door. He moves at the mention of a password. In this case, Fizzing Whiz-bee." the statue leapt aside revealing a large spiraling staircase. It moved. Behind his mask, despite his training, Kakashi was in shock. He was thankful for that damn mask for once.

Very thankful.

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