Slightly edited due to some continuity issues far in the future of this story and bad spelling/grammar.
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By the time the sun rose all of the ninjas had been up for at least an hour and had eaten. Max sat staring at a wall, she had managed to get less sleep than the rest of them.
(Last night)
Max had been wandering around London, she had been walking around for ages, she hadn't been able to sleep and walking took her mind of things. She had changed into some jeans and a tee shirt, a black with white vine patterned bandana around her wrist and combat boots. The shop she had got them from only just had them in her size. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings much but so far had been lucky not to walk into anything.
To say she was surprised when she walked into someone would be understated. She looked at the person she had walked into to see a young blond guy of about 14. He had just walked out of a bank and these things had set of warning bells in her mind.
"Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going," she apologised keeping her head down and continued walking.
"It's fine. Aren't you a bit young to be walking around on your own?" the boy asked. Max cursed in her head as she pause in her stride, she still looked ten. Normal she would have put a Henge on to make her look older not just to cover her ears.
"I look young for my age, besides I could say the same about you"
"I can handle myself," he said as he went stepped down of the pavement to call a taxi. Max heard the tell tale crack of a gun and reacted moving her arm in front of him, an instinct that she thought she had suppressed, the bullet hit glanced off the underside of it. It continued into the boys chest but Max's arm had deflected it down so it pierced his lung lower than the heart. The boy crumpled and Max caught him laying him down so she could do what she was able to. She kept talking to him to keep him awake, just like she had learnt in a first aid course in the other universe.
"Keep awake. What's your name?"
"Alex"
"I'm Max, where do you live?" she pressed her hands on the wound to stem the blood flow; she wished she had remembered a jacket or something. Then she remembered her bandana and she folded it up to press on the wound. She had ignored her own cut from the bullet because she knew it would heal quickly.
"Chelsea," he replied weakly.
"Like the football team? Come on, keep with me. Who do you live with?"
"My house keeper, Jack." She could tell he was struggling to keep awake. Some people had come out of the building and were calling an ambulance. It arrived soon and the boy was taken away. Max was approached by a woman in a business suit.
"I'm Mrs Jones; where are your parents? I need you to come with me to answer some questions."
Max did the only thing she could in the current situation, look scared and run. She was careful not to run full speed but it wasn't really slow, until she was out of sight at least then she practically disappeared at the speed she was running.
She made it back to the inn in no time at all. In her head another story was ticked of the list, she had met Alex Rider.
The rest of the night Max spent star gazing with Gaara. She never knew how much she had missed the stars from Earth; the familiar constellations sparkled down at them.
The morning had come and the twelve of them were ready to floo to Hogwarts for their briefing. They were in their normal ninja gear with masks only Max and Itachi were in ANBU uniform. They had had their masks on or a Henge since they had gotten to Earth. Most of the ninjas had been apprehensive of the way of transport but Max had shown it was fine. She had made a clone to start her double life/job.
In the headmasters office they were greeted by an office devoid of human life with a bird on a perch. A door near the back opened and the headmaster entered the office and sat in his chair.
"You have been selected by the Hokage for the mission then?" he asked. Max, being team leader, was their spokes person.
"Yes"
"You mission is generally to look out for the students wellbeing but mainly after one particular boy. Hogwarts will be protecting something of great importance so that will be a secondary objective. You have been picked because you will be enrolled as students. Your cover story will be your school exploded by an accident so you were separated and transferred to other magical schools"
"Do we have to wear the uniforms? They would interfere with our abilities," asked Ino. Max translated, Dumbledore seemed to think for a bit.
"Your point is a good one but I ask you wear at least the robes for the special occasions, I also have a bracelet for you to wear so you can understand English," he said offering them up as Max translated. They took them except max and Laura who already understood. They asked a few questions and got their answers. They were escorted to their temporary rooms by a sour professor Snape. Max and Itachi had been kept behind to get some of the finer details.
"Oh and you will be joined by Edward Elric and Roy Mustang. Roy will be teaching basic alchemy and Edward will be joining the year and try too keep students away from the third floor corridor. Also allow Harry to explore a bit during time he may not be supposed too."
"Ok," said Max cutting of anything that Itachi would say. She had a plan. And she had a way of justifying it. The contract said to protect Harry Potter at all costs and that's what they would do, whether it's from trolls or manipulative headmasters didn't matter. They left the room to find the others. Now alone Dumbledore was musing to himself
"This is going well. Not only will I have Harry under my control but the ninjas will become allies and when the battle comes the will have little choice but to help." Gone was the old man persona and in its place was a manipulative man. Unfortunately for him under Max's request Shino had left a bug in there to spy on him. Paranoia wasn't always a bad thing.
They went to their rooms and had a small meeting but not before moving all of the portraits from the room. Each of them understood what was going on and what they would do. None of them like being manipulated and manipulating a child who they had put in an abusive household was a big black mark in their books.
Max was wandering around in her normalish form, familiarising herself with the castle with Laura when they bumped into everyone's favourite potions master
"Watch where you're going," snapped Snape.
"I was, I just wasn't paying much attention," said Max.
"Don't get smart with me"
"I get smart perfectly well on my own. Hey, you're one of the teachers, what do you teach?" Laura asked eagerly.
"Potions… why?"
"You teach glorified cooking!" Both 11 year old burst out laughing, no amount of glaring stopped them. When they had composed themselves Snape didn't look happy.
"I'll have you know potions is more than just cooking it includes understanding the ingredients and why things happen"
"It's kind of like chemistry," mused Max.
"What would you two know about chemistry, I though in the muggle world they didn't teach chemistry until they were about 13, whereas you two are barely eleven"
"We're very intelligent pains in the backside, we could do a GCSE in chemistry and pass with top marks that's the equivalent of an O at OWL level, we also started on AS which is like the first year of NEWTS"
"I expect you two to excel in my class then"
"You can guarantee it." They continued heir conversation for a while; it appeared Snape wasn't as bad as they thought.
The next day they were in Diagon alley picking up their stuff. They had changed into their casual clothes and only Max and Itachi had masks on but a Henge covered that fact.
They went to Gringotts and got in a queue but when they got to the front the goblin was sleeping. Looking at the man who had just left it want hard to see why, he looked like a stuffy man.
Max leant over the desk to shake the sleeping goblin he suddenly wakes and she quickly withdraws her hand accidentally catching a spike used for magical identification. The scroll in front of the goblin listed a vault. Vault two, belonging to Morgan le Fay. The goblins eyes shot out and he quickly summoned a higher authority.
"Aw great, I can't go anywhere without doing something big," complained Max. The rest tried but not much happened until it was Laura time and it came up with vault three belonging to Circe the enchantress.
They went to the vault and grabbed a load of money in a money bag and looked at the other contents of the vault. There were a few books which Max flipped through which gave her an insight into how this happened.
"According to my research Morgan le Fay along with Circe decided to leave earth so they traveled through a portal and was never heard of again, they came to my home planet and meet the natives. They were proficient at martial arts; they taught each other when they discovered combining the physical energy and spirit energy created a source of power called chakra. Over the years they developed its uses into attacks and became what we know as ninjas and ninjutsu most of the ninjas are descended from her but at some point a group split off, they were alchemists and made their own way of life far away so that's where the alchemist come from," summarized Max, another thing to blame education for, she could skim read something picking out the important aspects like she had during lessons when she planed on not paying attention.
They took a few items, a few gems, some weapons, a few spell books some interesting looking ingredients in stasis vials and other miscellaneous items like the inheritance rings to prove they were the heirs. As soon as they were back in the alley they split the money up and agreed to meet back in two hours.
Max and Laura walked it Flourish and Blotts with their money bags and immediately set to work scowering the shelves for anything of interest. So into the basket went quite a lot of books mainly ones on offensive and defensive magic and on Animagus forms, remembering it from their original lives when they had read the books.
They went to the apothecary Max recoiling in horror at the smell but barely showing it, after getting the basic ingredients they discreetly asked about muggle chemicals, remembering some of the more interesting ones from a short A-level taster course in Chemistry they'd attended. They were led to the back room and shown a large collection of chemicals.
They picked out a large selection in their heads all the possibilities were exploding.
They got their stationary which is where they bumped into Harry and Hagrid.
"Are you going to Hogwarts too? I'm Max by the way and this is Laura," asked Max despite the fact she knew the answer.
"Yes. I'm Harry"
"I can't wait, hey do you think Hagrid would let you come shopping with us it would be better with people your own age"
"I'd have to ask." He disappeared for a bit and came back with Hagrid in tow. He took one look and agreed, Dumbledore had informed him about the ninjas.
"Cool, so what have you got already?" Things went swimmingly from then Harry seemed very quite and reminded them of Hinata before they got her to come out of her shell.
They went to the robe shop next they still needed cloaks. Inside they saw Draco getting fitted.
"Are you Hogwarts to?" he asked, they nodded.
"My mothers looking at books and my fathers looking at ingredients, what about you"
"My parents are dead," said Harry.
"I don't know about mine, I haven't seen them since I was three" said Laura.
"Same," added Max.
"Your parent were our kind right"
"You're asking the direct descendant of Morgan le Fay?" said Max, Draco looked impressed. Laura just sighed at the blatant showing off. Max was looking for potential allies for later.
"My parents were wizards too," said Harry.
"I really don't know but most of the people from where were from are magical but as far as I know being a descendant of Circe makes me pretty good," said Laura.
"Which house do you think you'll be in? I do hope I'm in Slytherin," said Draco, trying to kept the conversation going.
"I wouldn't mind, it may have a bad reputation but it isn't all that bad," commented Max.
"What do you mean by house?" asked Harry meekly.
"At Hogwarts there are four houses when you get there you get sorted into one of them, there are Gryffindor the brave, Hufflepuff the loyal, Ravenclaw the smart, and Slytherin the cunning, none are perfect and none are evil," explained Laura.
"Yeah, the Gryffindor are arrogant and headstrong. The Hufflepuff are generally not as brash but more meek. The Ravenclaw have a superiority complex as in; if you aren't smart we don't want to know and finally Slytherin are just considered evil and sly," Max added her two cents.
"Let me guess your going to be Ravenclaw," supposed Draco.
"Nope like I said Slytherin for me"
"How about we make a bet on it if I win and your in Ravenclaw then you have to do my homework for a week of my choosing"
"If I win then you have to be my slave for a week of my choosing"
"What about if she's in another house like Hufflepuff, she is really loyal," added Laura wanting in on this bet.
"She could be Gryffindor, being brave to accept the bet," said Harry.
"How about this who ever wins gets the others to do something for a week of their choosing," proposed Laura.
"Why just me? Why not where someone else is going to end up?"
"You started it," said Harry pointing the obvious.
"Fine," Max said as they shook in a four way hand shake. This is how Draco's parents found them.
"I do hope you aren't associating with muggleborns"
"At least I'm not so inbred I have six toes per foot," retorted Max.
"Ah touché, I am Lucius Malfoy of the ancient and noble house of Malfoy," said Mr. Malfoy smirking at her.
"I am Max Hakie of Konoha, descendant of Morgan le Fay the enchantress and these are my friends, Harry Potter of the ancient and noble house of Potter and Laura Hakie of Konoha descendant of Circe the enchantress" replied Max.
"Wait, what about me being of a noble house?" asked Harry confused, the others gasped.
"To the bank!" declared Max and they trouped of to show him. They got it all sorted out but unfortunately there was nothing declaring Sirius' innocence.
Next they went to the broomstick shop because Draco dragged them.
"Why would we be interested in a game that involves balls and hoops and broomsticks, it sound dirty and wrong" said Laura the two boys just looked confused.
"They're only 11 remember," pointed out Max. By the end of the visit they knew everything there was to know about Quidditch.
Last stop was Ollivanders; the group piled in and watched as the old man appeared between them and the counter.
Wands:
Shikamaru – shadow wood - tail hair of the laziest unicorn he had ever met, 10 inches.
Kiba - oak - dragon heartstring, 9 and half inches.
Ino – beech - ground up basilisk eye juice, 11 and a half inches.
Sakura – redwood – banshee vocal cord, 8 and a half inches. Some of the group had to cover their ears as a pitch only heard by animals was emitted with the discovery of her wand.
Naruto – mahogany – mythical fox, 9 inches.
Sasuke – hawthorn – ash winder ash, 9 inches.
Shino – maple – spider leg, 9 and two third inches.
Max – ash – chimera scale, 10 plus pi (13.14159 etc) inches, Ollivander sighed as he reminisced making the wand.
Laura – pine – kelpie's mane, 7 and one fifth inches.
Itachi – ebony - ground up dragon fang, 10 and three quarter inches.
Neji – alder – demiguise hair, 11 and a third inches.
Hinata – willow – young unicorn fur, 12 inches. She also managed to set fire to the glass window some how.
The rest were normal (from the books)
Once again they headed back to the leaky caldron. Harry went with Hagrid to Privet Drive despite their protests. Draco went home but they promised to meet up on the train. Max and the rest of them described their experiences and how wizards were stupidly backwards.
Naruto wouldn't shut up about broomsticks until Max hit him round the back of the head with a mysteriously appearing frying pan. Max spent the night on the roof talking to Gaara until she fell asleep from exhaustion. Itachi had gone up to make sure they were alright and ended up talking to Gaara, with Max between them, until the sun came up.
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Who's up for a train ride?