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The next day was cloudy and damp. Toushiro thought of it as a very good first day. He woke up early, planning to walk to the station. Well actually run, since it would be faster. When he asked Tom for the directions to King's Cross Station, he gave a small chuckle as though he thought Toushiro was kidding.

When Toushiro didn't smile back, Tom offered to get him a wizard cab. At 10'o clock Toushiro arrived at the station. There were a few people milling about, checking watches as they waited for the train. Toushiro recalled the platform he supposed to be on.

"Platform 9 and three quarters..." he murmered outloud.

He spotted platform 9... then 10 but no 9 and three quarters.

The letter hadn't mentioned this.

He frowned as he started to walk to where the platform should be.

"The wizards should be clever enough to try and conceal it so maybe..." Toushiro tapped the wall that was there and his hand went straight through the bricks.

Toushiro smiled as he leaned onto the pillar and dropped into the station.

There weren't many students yet, and the place seemed eerily quiet.

Toushiro walked up to the conductor and gave him his ticket.

The man nodded and gave a glance at his hair. Toushiro walked to the end of the train and entered the compartment, expecting it to be empty.

There was a man in patched old robes staring at the window.

Toushiro was about to leave when the man smiled, "It's okay, I won't bite," he looked quite tired but there was sincerity in his eyes.

Toushiro nodded and took the other window seat, across from the stranger. He put his things in the luggage rack above him looked out the window.

"Professor R.J Lupin," the man introduced as he held out his hand. Toushiro took it, "Hitsugaya Toushiro,"

"The boy has quite the odd appearance, and his name sounds Japanese," Lupin thought as he observed him.

"Are you the transfer student?" he asked smiling.

"Yes," Toushiro replied.

"Well, I shall be your Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher," he said, "I hope you enjoy your time at Hogwarts,"

After ten minutes, the professor dozed off and people started boarding the train. Outside, it was still cold and looked like it was going to rain soon. All of a sudden, a trio of third years stepped loudly into the room. The middle one had messy, black hair which barely hid a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. On to his right was a tall boy with flaming red hair and to his other side was a girl with bushy brown hair. When they saw him, they immediately stopped talking and glanced at him nervously.

"Nevermind guys, I'll tell you about it in the common room," the middle boy said.

"Bloody Hell! What's wrong with your hair!?" the redhead yelled staring.

"Ron, don't be rude," Hermione said hitting his shoulder.

"But look at it, its pure white!" the boy yelled pointing. Toushiro gave him a cold look.

"Let's just sit down," the black haired one said wearily. They packed away their luggage and the girl took out a large orange cat.

"Get that bloody cat out of here," Ron said as he put a protective hand over a bulge on his front pocket.

"He's harmless," the girl petted the cat lovingly.

"Harmless?! That cat almost scalped me and ate Scabbers!" Ron shouted. The professor shifted.

"Be quiet, Ron,"the girl shushed, she pointed at the man in the patched up robes.

"Who is he anyways?" Ron whispered.

"Professor R.J Lupin,"

"How do you know?"

"It's on his trunk,"

It was silent for a while until the trolley came along. When Toushiro rejected the offer the girl decided to introduce herself.

"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger, and you are...?"

"Hitsugaya Toushiro,"

"This is Ron Weasly and Harry," Harry nodded, intrigued by the strange looking boy. Ron just huffed and looked away.

"Quit acting like such a kid," Hermione frowned.

Ron humphed and ignored her.

"So your a first year?" Hermione asked curiously, as she ignored Ron.

"No, I'm in third year," Toushiro replied.

"What?!" Ron and Harry yelled simultaneously.

"Shhh!" Hermione shushed again. She turned to Hitsugaya, "So you're the transfer student I've heard about?" Toushirou nodded.

"But he's so small," Ron whispered. Hitsugaya eyes narrowed and the room got colder.

Harry shivered. But then the train started to slow down.

"Hey what's happening, is the train stopping?" Ron asked worry on his face. "This never happened before," Hermione looked around nervously.

"I think someone is coming on," Harry whispered. All of a sudden, the air seemed so much colder. Toushiro stood up. He could feel it, there were hollows on the train. All of a sudden the lights went out.

"Oy! What happened?" Ron shouted panicked.

The doors slid open and two dark figures appeared.

"Harry, are you here?" said a unfamiliar, trembling voice.

"Neville? Ow, you sat on me!"

"Sorry Harry, I couldn't see you,"

"I'm here too,"

"Ginny, why are you here?"

"Its here..." Toushiro muttered.

Everybody became quiet and the door slowly slid open. A large hooded figure became visible and it started to breathe in deeply.

"This is bad... At this rate these kids souls may be eaten. I don't even know how to use a wand. I think I have enough strength in this gigai so maybe..."

Toushiro swore and tackled the dementor. Harry suddenly collapsed in a heap and everyone began to

panick. Then Lupin suddenly stood up and grabbed his wand. Toushiro was tumbling with the dementor, it was an even match but all a sudden the dementor pulled down its hood. Everyone was too panicked to see it but Toushiro saw the deformed face of the hollow. He shuddered, it was nothing like he e. Lupin yelled a spell and a bright silvery substance erupted and drove the dementor away. He grabbed Toushiro's arm and started yelling at him, "Are you crazy! That could have gotten your soul eaten! Do have any idea what the consequences would have been if I wasn't here?"

Toushiro didn't reply but continued to stare at the professor. As Lupin continued to stare at the teal eyes that almost seemed to glow in the darkness, he felt a deep chill run through his bones. The lights flickered on and Lupin saw the unconscious Harry in the floor with everyone around him.

He shook his head and bent down beside Harry. Toushiro sighed and scratched the back of his head.

"How the hell am I supposed to defeat these hollows with out my zanpakto?" he thought. He remembered the silvery substance that came out of Professor Lupin's wand. Maybe that could be the answer.

"Harry! Harry!" Hermione slapped him awake. He stirred and a flush of relief fell on everyone's faces.

"Wha- what happened?" he asked holding his head.

"You fainted Harry," Hermione said, a look of concern on her face.

"We thought you were having some sort of fit, you just fell and started twitching," Ron shook his head.

"Did... did anyone else... collapse," Harry asked softly.

"Well, no but Ginny was shaking like crazy," Ginny was still shaking in the corner. Toushiro was there with her, probably trying to comfort her.

"Funny, that guy doesn't seem to be affected," Ron said suspiciously.

A loud cracking noise made everyone jump. Professor Lupin was breaking a large slab of chocolate with a hammer.

Toushiro rejected the offer but everyone else took a piece.

The rest of the train ride went silently and awkwardly. Everyone was pale and clammy. There was a depressing feeling that clung to the air and everyone stole some glances at Toushiro.

When they finally arrived everyone jumped eagerly off the train.

Hitsugaya took in the sights of the castle like school and saw a very large man yelling, "Firs' years! Firs' years!"

"You're coming with us," Hermione steered him over to some carriages. Toushiro sighed. Girls were such troublesome creatures (Amen).

"So what's your name again," Ron asked staring at him.

"Hitsugaya Toushiro," Toushiro said again, a little annoyed.

"Wow. I'll never remember that, can we just call you Hit or something?" Ron frowned.

The temperature dropped but then Toushiro sighed.

"Sure," there was no point in quarrelling with little children, besides, they could've come up with worse.

He soon noticed that everyone was staring at him, when he glared back, they looked away blushing.

"So Hit, why did you tackle that dementor?" Hermione asked curiously.

Toushiro sighed, he should have known that the girl dragged him here for this.

"Instinct," Toushiro replied. It sounded alot like what Kenpachi would say but it seemed like the best answer for now.

"But don't you know how dangerous and irresponsible that was?!" Hermione yelled.

"And here she goes again..." Ron mumbled, rolling his eyes.

"That dementor could have kissed you!" Hermione continued.

"Kissed me?" Toushiro frowned, "What do you mean?" Everyone else looked at her curiously.

Hermione sighed, "A kiss is the most dreaded thing a dementor can do to you. They sort of... just take hold of you, and they suck out your soul," Everyone shuddered except Toushiro.

"So that's what it was doing," Toushiro mumbled to himself, nobody heard except Harry who frowned.

When they arrived at the towering castle, they were greeted by a strict looking woman who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall.

"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter and Mr. Hitsugaya please follow me," with that she walked swiftly to her office with the three trailing behind them.

Madam Pomfrey was sitting in a chair when they entered the room.

As she was fussing over Harry and his incidents, Professor McGonagall turned to Toushiro and started to explain the behavior she expected from him.

"We haven't had a transfer student in at least a century Mr. Hitsugaya. I hope that you will be on your best behavior." Professor McGonagall said curtly.

Toushiro nodded his head.

"The headmaster will be introducing you to the entire school. You will be sorted right after the first years," McGonagall continued and went into the rules of the school. Harry left and waited outside as soon as he convinced Madam Pomfrey into letting him go. Toushiro left and waited for the professor after she had her talk with Hermione. In a few minutes, they were both out with Hermione looking quite excited.

"This way Mr. Hitsugaya," Professor McGonagall led them to the Great hall where they were just about to finish up sorting the first years. Professor McGonagall walked to the grand table and whispered something into an old man's ear. The man had long white hair and a equally long beard. So long that he could tuck it right into a belt. He had bright blue eyes that twinkled and wore long blue and purple robes.

"Must be the headmaster," Hitsugaya thought as he compared him to the commander.

When the sorting was done, the old man stood up and cleared his throat.

The chatter abruptly stopped and headmaster smiled. "This year is a very special year," he glanced at Toushiro who frowned at this. "We have a transfer student who will be starting immediately in the third year,"

People started to whisper to each other and look around.

It didn't take long for them to spot Toushiro's hair.

They started pointing at him and Toushiro sighed.

"All the way his native land of Japan, please give the warmest welcome to Hitsugaya Toushiro!" Dumbledore gave another smile and Toushiro took the hint. He began walking down the tables and stopped in front of the teacher's table. Professor McGonagall stood next to a stool where a pointed black hat that looked like it was older than Toushiro was perched. Professor lifted the hat and gestured for him to sit on the stool. Toushiro felt uneasy as the hat was lowered onto his head. It pulled over his eyes so he could only see darkness. It was silent for a long time. Too long, and then he heard a voice speak. Toushiro tried to look around but it was impossible to see.

"This... this is impossible..." the voice whispered. The sound seemed to be coming from the hat itself. Toushiro frowned at this. If the hat read his mind, the mission might be in jeopardy.

"This has never happened in the hundreds of years I've been here... To find someone, who's mind I cannot read... this is unsettling. There is something that is blocking me from you're mind, so you know what it is?"

Toushiro shook his head and sighed in relief. Hyorinmaru was still backing him up, even in the gigai.

"I still have to sort you into a house though... Which one is it? I'll let you choose, Hufflepuff for the earnest, Ravenclaw for the sharp minded, Griffindor for the brave or Slytherin for the ambitious. Go on, choose,"

Toushiro frowned and thought about it.

Of all those qualities, which one suited him the best?

Unable to choose he sighed and asked the hat a question, "Which house has the coldest dorm?"

The hat started to laugh so loud, that the whole hall jumped.

"Reckon he thought of a funny joke?" Ron whispered to Harry.

"I don't know but this is a little odd. I never saw the hat take such a long time to choose a house before, and now it's laughing out loud?" Harry shook his head, "It's a little to weird,"

Hermione nodded and they turned their attention to the white haired boy.

All of a sudden, the hat shouted, "Slytherin!" still chuckling.

Toushiro took off the hat and observed the Slytherin table.

They were clapping a little, almost mockingly.

Toushiro frowned, they didn't seem that pleasant.

"He's a Slytherin?!" Ron shouted, "That little pipsqueak was a bloody Slytherin?! I can't believe that you let him sit with us in the carriage," Ron sent a glare at Hermione.

"But he didn't seem like a Slytherin," Hermione protested, "I thought he would get into Gryffindor with the way he tackled that dementor. Something isn't right Ron, the hat was acting strange,"

Ron sent a glance at Toushiro who was now sitting with Malfoy.

"Look at that slimeball, sitting with Malfoy. Ugh, I can't believe this," Ron whined.

"I don't think that he's so bad," Ginny spoke up.

"Ginny, you're aren't actually standing you for him are you? Oh no, don't tell me you fancy him," Ron groaned.

"Of course not!" Ginny blushed and glanced at Harry, "He was doing his best to cheer me up on the train. I actually felt a lot better after I talked with him,"

"Stop this nonsense," Harry sighed, "we can just ask him about the hat when he's finished dinner,"

After Dumbledore finished his speech, explaining the dementors who will be guarding the school against a wanted criminal, the plates on the tables immediately filled up with food. Toushiro had to admit he was impressed, there was even Japanese food available.

"Not bad," Malfoy nodded as he tried the miso soup. "So anyway, new kid, what was your name again?"

"Just call me Hit," Toushiro had a feeling that the boy and his little friends would just mutilate his name. The two thugs beside him were pigging out on the feast, eating everything in their reach. Toushiro started chowing down too, the gigai was tiring and needed to be refueled.

"So Hit, since the hat put you in Slytherin, I suppose you're clean. So what are you, a half blood or a pureblood?" Malfoy said, his mouth filled with food. Hitsugaya thought about the situation. He read about purebloods in one of the textbooks. It would be better if he was in a higher position so he could get more imformation.

"Pureblood," Toushiro lied.

Lying made him feel a little uncomfortable but missions like these depended on it heavily.

"Really?" Malfoy eyes widened slightly, "So they do have purebloods in Japan. This is Crabbe and Goyle," he pointed at them carelessly, "And I'm Malfoy," he sneered.

Toushiro nodded as dinner faded and was replaced by pudding.

Soon that was over and Dumbledore finished off the night with the closing speech.

As chairs scraped and people trudged to their dorms Toushiro remained and stared at the ceiling.

The clouds cleared up and there was a billion visible stars in the night.

"Magic huh?" Toushiro murmured to himself.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Hermione said as she and her friends appeared.

Toushiro's eyes narrowed as he just shrugged.

Obviously they came to ask questions.

They were too nosey.

"If you came to ask questions, I suggest you leave," Toushiro frowned.

"Why you little..." Ron threatened. The room's temperature dropped.

"Don't call me little," Toushiro warned as he stood up. He swiftly walked away to where the Slytherins were heading. Malfoy and his goons were waiting for him in front of a grey wall.

"Hit, why don't you hang with us from now on," Malfoy sneered.

Information was what he needed but he rather not get involved with this group.

"How do you get to the common room?" Toushiro asked, ignoring Malfoy's proposition.

"The password is 'ambition' but-" Malfoy got cut off as the doorway appeared from the grey wall. Toushiro passed him without a word and examined the room. It seemed to be underground and the temperature was nice and cool. It sort of reminded him of a dungeon. He went up to beds and saw his trunk resting on the foot of one of the beds. Toushiro changed into pure white sleeping pajamas and climbed into the bed. The silver and green poster bed was silky and soft and almost immediately Toushiro fell into a deep sleep...