Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, also some parts are written directly from the book, so I repeat those parts I DO NOT OWN.
I had to think about where to sort them but I think I've got it.
"I'm speaking Japanese, I swear, can't you see the slanted letters?"- Japanese
'Thoughts are in my head 'cause you know...I'm thinking.'- Thinking
In less than half an hour, one compartment was filled with one Harry Potter, three strangers, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom and Ginny Weasley since they had all decided to sit together in a nice, awkward silence.
"So Luna, did you have a good summer?" asked Ginny distractedly, busy staring at the three strangers. That can't be her natural hair colour…
"Yes," said Luna dreamily, without taking her eyes off Harry. "Yes, it was quite enjoyable, you know. You're Harry Potter," she added.
"I know I am," said Harry.
As the conversation went on, Sasuke picked out anything that was useful and tuned everything that was not (which was a lot.)
The blonde haired girl, her name was Luna Lovegood, the lanky nervous boy was Neville Longbottom and something about Ravenclaw. The red-haired one had said she was in Ravenclaw, perhaps some sort of classing system?
He then noticed Harry Potter staring at him, unabashedly. Potter opened his mouth, probably to ask a question that was undoubtedly directed at him and his teammates but was interrupted by Longbottom.
"Guess what I got…" He then tuned out the rest of the conversation, not really caring what the boy got for his birthday. Even so, his only female teammate made a mental note of the Mimbulus mimbletonia, considering the plants chances of having healing properties.
"It's got amazing defense mechanisms…"
Taking note of the name Professor Sprout and a place called Assyria, Naruto turned to look outside hoping to see some sort of building that…the thought was never finished as he was splattered with green gunk. Knowing that the avoidance of said green gunk would have been very easy with his reflexes and knowledge of jutsu but not being able to – we wouldn't want to attract attention- severely pissed him off and made him glare at Neville like he was going to kill him if he moved a muscle.
"S-sorry," he gasped. "I haven't tried that before…didn't realize it would be quite so… don't worry though, Stinksap's not poisonous," he added nervously, as Harry spat a mouthful on to the floor.
As the compartment door opened, Harry became eternally mortified after seeing it was Cho Chang who had opened it.
"This is ridiculous, I'm sure there's an empty compartment- or one that's less annoying somewhere," Sakura muttered. "I have things I can read up on rather than listening to idiots chatting about their summer holidays." She pointed out slightly miffed that when they were in school, there were no summer holidays.
"Than can we just leave, because if we don't- I swear I'm going to-" Naruto said heatedly, making angry gestures in the air all the while glaring daggers at Neville (who backed away slightly.)
By this point, the Chinese girl had left and Ginny had kindly scourgify-ed everyone.
"Perfect, now we can leave looking like we didn't walk through a swamp." Sasuke grumbled.
The three shinobi grabbed their things and quietly- albeit peeved- left, shutting the compartment door in their leave.
"Sorry," said Neville again, in a quiet voice. Harry looked at him sympathetically, wondering what had made the blonde so mad; he didn't seem like the type to be an uptight person but supposed that looks can be deceiving.
"What the hell are those things?" Naruto yelled out looking at the ugly creature pulling the carriages.
"Who cares," replied Sasuke, roughly grabbing Naruto's color shirt. "Come on you idiot, we're riding on the boats and Mellisa's waiting for us."
Naruto screamed at Sasuke for dragging him around like luggage, but his ears caught the conversation of one Harry Potter and friends.
"What are those things, d'you reckon?"
"What things?"
The three of them climbed aboard a rickety boat with a small, jumpy first year. As they approached the castle Sakura quickly briefed herself about Hogwarts by opening a book called Hogwarts, A History and proceeded to tell her teammates about the four houses; Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Naruto asked how they decide where to put students but before Sakura could answer the first year boy replied,
"That's what I'm worried about, no one knows you see- well except for those who've been sorted, but it's a secret. Those who've been sorted won't tell you and those who haven't can't, not even the books can," he said in a squeaky voice.
"I'm sure there's a book somewhere out there that tells you, or at least someone willing to tell," Sakura said skeptically.
"That's the thing though, isn't it? No one's willing to tell, not even that Skeeter woman, it's a mystery," he said. "I'm Philip Larkin by way; it's nice to meet you." Team Seven introduced themselves to the Larkin boy, using their faux names of course.
Part Two
The first-years lined up in front of the staff table. Professor McGonagall set down a dusty old hat on a worn out stool.
"Tch, I hope the chairs here aren't all like that," commented Naruto. "I mean what a big letdown that'd be. Coming to a really cool lookin' castle and all you'd expect more." Noticing that some of the first years were giving him the look he wisely quieted down.
Then the rip near the hat's brim opened wide and burst into song, describing the four houses and its own role at the school. Naruto looked at it with something between surprise and how cool the stupid old hat is.
'External deadly foes…? Wonder what that's about,' Thought Sakura, eyeing the grimy hat. As anxious whispering broke out, she guessed that advice of any kind from the Sorting Hat was unusual.
"Abercrombie, Euan!" A frightened boy made his way to the Hat and clumsily covered his head with it.
"Gryffindor!"
Harry's head snapped up, he frantically searched Gryffindor's table as well as the other three houses'.
"I knew it," whispered Harry from across the table. "Those three- from the train, they're not in any of the houses."
Hermione quickly looked around at the other tables. "Perhaps they're first years then?"
"I don't see them in the line and how hard can it be to find shocking pink and sunny bright yellow- and I mean yellow not blonde?" Ron said, straining his neck to look at the long line of first years.
"Carpenter, Daniel!" called McGonagall crisply. "Sixth-year, transfer from the Japanese School of Magical Arts! General."
Apparently, very hard.
Naruto walked towards the hat, staring at it suspiciously. 'Shouldn't trust things when you don't know where the brain is or actually it's more like- shouldn't trust inanimate objects that have brains.'
Not to worry young lad, I don't bite! The Sorting hat chuckled.
'What the- great. Another voice in my head,' Naruto grumbled. 'Well get this over with, my head doesn't have enough room for functioning and carrying two disembodied souls.'
Hmm…leaking hallways very interesting…know how to protect your mind do you? Oh, what's this? In the depths of Naruto's mind a hallway was blocked by two traditional doors.
'Sorry Hat-dude, that way's blocked. You wouldn't want to go down there anyways, unless you like talking to jackasses. Anyways, do I have a house now?'
An innovative thinker but not one for studying…very ambitious I see, always wanting to prove yourself…good for Slytherin…
'That's the green one, right? Suppose green would look okay on me but…hmm, not too fond of snakes…'
Very brave, a shoo-in for-
'Gryffindor, right?'
Ahh…but it's your loyalty you are recognized for, you think of it as one of your best traits…isn't one for book-smarts but you work hard, and strive for success, you have always tried to be your best. It is hard-work and loyalty where you draw your bravery from, and so you must be-
"Hufflepuff!"
A picture of a badge appeared as Naruto headed towards a table full of yellow-black dressed students. The clapping dispersed as Naruto sat down beside Hannah Abbott.
"There are schools in Japan?" asked Harry. "And what's Magical Arts?"
"Well of course there are schools in Japan," Hermione answered. "Not every magical kid in the world comes to Hogwarts you know. Like Viktor's school, it's in Bulgaria."
"And Magical Arts?" Harry pushed on. "What's that?"
"I suppose it's like a muggle Arts school, a program students can apply for to learn about the arts and its magical properties. Like paintings that move for instance, it's not all spells you know," she explained. "But they probably have a general program, for kids who don't specialize in the arts. But can you imagine- they must get hundreds of applications every year, people come from all sorts of places for these types of things."
"Gardener, Mellissa!" cried the Professor. "Sixth-year, transfer from the Japanese School of Magical Arts, General."
Sakura curiously put on the hat, wondering where it would put her.
'You have more than brains, I know. But you above average intelligence and quick thinking are your greatest strengths.'
And before she knew it, she was black and blue.
"Ravenclaw!"
As she made her way to sit down beside Padama Patil, her thoughts turned to the first and last words the Hat had spoken to her.
Sasuke took note of the reaction at hearing the calls of different houses. Assessing the situation quickly- realizing his name would soon be called he turned towards Larkin.
"Listen and listen closely," Sasuke said, leaning in towards Philip. "There are a few things you need to know, and accept fast if you want to stay in contact with me and my friends. First, we're all probably going to end up in different houses so I don't want prejudice bullshit coming out of your mouth."
"Sounds fair." shrugged Larkin.
"Not to mention, since we're new and we're the first transfers in about fifty years people will want to know about us. If you're seen with us, they'll most likely hound you for answers. So keep your mouth shut and keep information coming out of your mouth about us to a minimum, we're not here for the limelight. We're here to look around, learn and graduate. That is it, you want attention, go hang out with Potter," Sasuke finished, looking hard at Larkin. "Are you okay with that?"
Despite the strangeness of the conversation, Philip couldn't say they were bad people. So trusting his judgment (which was usually pretty good), he nodded. Suddenly grinning he replied,
"But you know, I hear Potter's got a few screws loose in his head. With what happened last year and-
"Larkin, Philip!"
"You can fill us in about gossip later," Sasuke said. "Go put on the stupid hat you idiot."
"Right."
Gryffindor clapped as their newest member joined their table, grinning widely. Slowly the line of students begun to thin and finally Sasuke's- fake- name was called.
"Smith, A!" cried a slightly confused McGonagoll. "Sixth year, transfer from the Japanese School of Magical Arts, General."
A dark past I see…
'A past full of bad choices.'
But you accepted your second chance and have thrived…very intelligent, clever…
'Clever, yes…but deceitful.'
Very brave but your ambitions…very ambitious…hard working, pushed yourself through everything didn't you?
'I needed to be strong enough to reach my goals.'
And are you strong enough for your goals?
'…My goals have changed.'
Yet the motivation you put in anything you do…you live off of it…thrive in it and cunning to boot…an excellent opponent you would prove to be…better be-
'Slytherin?'
"Slytherin!"
Larkin jumped at those words, Him a dark wizard? Sure he's a bit brooding and sulky but…hmm, I did say I wouldn't be judgmental and he seems alright…
As the sorting ended with "Zellar, Rose" Dumbledore stood up.
"To our newcomers," said Dumbledore in a ringing voice, his arms stretched wide and a beaming smile on his lips, 'welcome! To our old hands- welcome back! There is a time for speechmaking, but this is not it. Tuck in!"
After the feast, Dumbledore went through the rules (Naruto was noticed the smirks two certain twins and a 'Golden Trio' gave each other, welcomed back Professor Grubbly-Plank and introduced the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. An interesting woman with a head shaped like a toad.
Needless to say, her interruption of Dumbledore was not taken kindly and so far no one really liked her much. Sakura's brain quickly summarized the long, drawn-out, boring speech to one line: Their "Ministry of Magic" was basically trying to infiltrate the schooling facility, clearly trying to interfere with its on-goings.
The burning question though, was why.
At the Hufflepuff table one Danny Carpenter (Naruto Uzumaki) after getting the gist of the speech proceeded to make a list of things that needed to be done, how they needed to be done and the main priorities of the mission. Although he only got half way through because he realized he was really, really hungry because let's face it, chocolate frogs aren't enough to make you full. Plus, there was some really good chicken surrounding him.
As everyone started to make way towards the door of the Great Hall, Sasuke was secretly slipped a note, as was Sakura.
Tomorrow, 7:00am School Courtyard
-UN
Needless to say, both notes were burned in a common room's fireplace.
Part Three
As Philip Larkin walked downstairs towards the common room- he'd forgotten his book down there, reading a little before going to bed he heard angry yells coming from the sixth year dormitory.
"-have a go at my mother."
"I'll have a go at-
"-out of this Potter!"
Leaning in to get a better listen, Philip Larkin grinned as he whispered into the dark staircase,
"So either Harry Potter's gone mad and Dumbledore's lost his marbles or the Ministry's the stupidest bunch of blokes on the face of the earth."
As the lights turned off, he once again started for the common room to grab his book-The Rise and Fall of the Dark Lord.
An: I wasn't sure about the name of the book but I think it was Dark Lord or Dark Arts and the former makes more sense.
Next; Professor Umbridge & Sasuke's Super Top Secret Secret
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