A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing, the first day I put this up I didn't get any reviews AT ALL! I didn't get one for like a day and a half. Here's the next chapter for you!
A/N July 11: There will be a few additions to this chapter, but most of those will be mentionings of things that the Host Club did during the week. As they will have run into a few Hogwarts students during this time, that will change in the future.
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Haruhi yawned wildly and got up from the bed she had rented. They were in some place called "The Leaky Cauldron." When she had first heard the name, Haruhi had hoped that their breakfast was better than then their name. She now knew that it was, having been here a week. But that first morning had been…interesting.
FLASHBACK
"Wake up, sleepy head!" came the voices of Hikaru and Kaoru as they waltzed into her room, "Time for breakfast!"
"I'm awake!" said Haruhi from her place in front of the mirror, "I'll be down in a minute."
"Hurry up, Mi'lord is waiting!" they said before they bounced out.
Despite the fact that she had danced with Tamaki that night, and the fact that she had been the one to prevent him from going back to France, she didn't really think of him in a terribly romantic way. To be honest, she had danced with all of the Host Club that night, not just Tamaki. Why he seemed to occasionally feel that there was something more between them, Haruhi didn't know.
He had recently taken to acting quite strangely, and occasionally treating her as one of his "Princesses". In short, she did not want to give him an excuse to enter her room. If he was waiting for her, she had better hurry up. Quickly she pulled on her new robes…they were kind of ugly. Huge masses of baby blue fabric enveloped her, hiding any trace of a figure that even someone like Mori would cut.
She decided just to wear her Ouran Uniform for now. They would be hanging around the Ally today, and she had worn these yesterday, so it must be okay.
Safely in her uniform she wandered her way downstairs to find porridge (okay) and kippers for breakfast. Fish for breakfast? She was really more of a traditional rice person, plus she preferred her fish uncooked thank you very much. She took some porridge and made her way to go sit with Hunny, who had added mass amounts of cinnamon and powered sugar to his portion.
"Good morning!" she greeted the inseparable duo cheerfully.
"Morning Haruhi!" greeted Hunny right back.
"Mmm," said Mori, after taking a sip of his tea.
"How is it?" Haruhi asked rather apprehensively. Tea was just tea, wasn't it?
"Mmm," said Mori.
"The tea?" exclaimed Hunny, "IT'S YUMMY! You can add SO much sugar to it and it still tastes good!"
"Is that so?" Haruhi reached out and poured herself a cup, placing it down beside her. By this time the twins had joined them, now on their second helping of breakfast. They had started the typical teenage growth spurt a month or so before, and no food was safe from them. Hunny had nearly committed mass twin homicide when he discovered they had eaten all of the cake a week or so before.
The mischievous devils were waiting eagerly for her to take her first sip. So just to be contrary, she went ahead and started to fix her porridge, adding brown and powered sugars. She was with Hunny when it came to porridge at least; you had to have lots of sweetening.
Finally she reached out and took her first sip. It was good! Not really what she was used to, but definitely good. Maybe this place wouldn't be bad after all; she did smell coffee. "My glory!" exclaimed Tamaki making his way over from where he had been talking with Mr. Weasly about how a piano worked.
"Good morning, Tamaki."
END FLASHBACK
Haruhi was enjoying her breakfast, remembering the night before. The Host Club had gone out for diner last night, eating at some place with a fancy name and food that Tamaki recognized and really liked. Maybe it had been a French restaurant? They had presented her with her books at that restaurant, and she had been surprised to find out that the person who had suggested they all split the cost had been Kyoya. That wasn't really a typical Kyoya thing to do. At least not something Kyoya would do in front of other people; maybe he was changing, growing less cold?
The thought of a less cold Kyoya was an interesting one, and she took a minute to examine it. That would be…interesting.
Her thinking was interrupted by a certain blond we all know, and can't help but love, "My wonder!" he exclaimed, "How was your sleep? Did those barbarians keep you up all night?!" Last night several students, presumably going to the same school they were, had thrown a rather loud party in the room next to hers.
"My precious flower-"
Fortunately, he was cut off by Mr. Weasley's, "It's time to go."
"Mmm," said Mori.
They began to make their way out the door, having retrieved their bags from their rooms, when Haruhi stopped, "Guys, our bill?"
"What?" asked Kaoru and Hikaru in unison.
"We have to pay for our rooms…?" she said uncertainly.
"I already took care of it," said a certain glasses wearing, clipboard wielder.
"I'll give you my portion later."
Kyoya nodded.
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"Oh! There's my kids!" Mr. Weasley made his way over to a bunch of red-headed people. Noticing that the Host Club wasn't following him he turned around, "Well, come on!" he said.
"Dad, who're these guys?" asked a rather pretty girl with hair to rival the Hitachinn twins.
"Exchange students from Japan. I'm escorting them to the platform."
"Allow us to introduce ourselves then," said another rather pretty girl, this one with long brown, although rather bushy, hair, "I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Harry Potter," the girl said pointing. She continued, pointing at each person in turn, "That's Ron Weasley, and his sister Ginny. Their mother, Mrs. Weasley. And family friends, Mr. Moody, Tonks, and Mr. Lupin…oh! And there's Fred and George! They're Ginny and Ron's twin brothers."
The Hitachinn twins, seeing the red hair that all of the Weasley's possessed, immediately looked at the approaching twins. They saw them, their handsomeness, and realized that they were the same age as them. War was about to be declared.
"We are Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachinn!" they exclaimed bouncing brightly. Mr. Weasley had made them all change into their school uniforms, instead of their robes for the trip, so they all looked dashing. They sparkles they produced nearly blinded.
"…okay," said Fred.
"Did you get the quills?" asked George.
"They're right here," said Mr. Weasley with a sigh, handing them over.
"Now don't you go turning them into anything..." started their mother.
"Turning things-" started Hikaru, "-into things?" finished Kaoru. They began to laugh. And laugh. After all, what were the Hitachinn Twins famous for? Pulling pranks. Creating disasters. Most of which involved turning things into things.
Seeing that the twins were busy plotting against their newfound rivals, who probably wouldn't even end up being their rivals as soon as they planned something delicious and wanted to gloat anyway, Haruhi introduced herself, "I'm Haruhi Fujioka," she said, remembering to put her family name last.
Cutting his "love" off in his excitement to meet new people Tamaki started, "And I am Tamaki Suou, my Precious Princess," he said sweeping Hermione up into his arms, "But you may call me Tamaki-kun."
"Hey! No handling Hermione like that!" shouted Ron, blushing.
He was about to start towards Tamaki when Kyoya stepped out of the shadows he always managed to find and said, "I am Ootori Kyoya." He did his glasses thing, scaring Ron. He then touched Tamaki's shoulder, making him let go of Hermione; situation resolved.
"I'm Hunny! And this is Mori!"
"No last names?" Ginny asked curiously, "Like Cher?" she had a soft spot for the singer.
"Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka," supplied Kyoya.
"Hunny and Mori work," she replied quickly.
"We'd better hurry up or we're going to miss the train," said Harry, saying his frist words since the meeting.
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A bunch of people were sitting in his compartment, a bunch of weirdly dressed people. "You're in my compartment," he said snobbily.
One of them looked around, "There's more than enough room for all of us," he said, giving him a smile. A smile? This boy dared to smile at him? The nerve of the brown haired creature!
"No, there's not," he said. They would get the point now. It took him several moments to realize that they in fact, had not gotten the point. The impudence of these people! "Leave."
"Who are you to order us to leave, commoner?"
"I am no commoner!" the insolence of this one! Who did he think he was with his glasses and his clipboard? "I am Draco Lucious Malfloy!" Now he would get some results, any moment now they would say they were sorry and then leave. Of course he wouldn't accept their apology.
"And?" said the blond one in the corner.
"Do you have any idea how powerful my family is?"
"Mildly, and then only in the wizarding world. You have connections with the British Ministry of Magic, mostly you just have a lot of money," said that same black haired one in the corner.
"Mildly?" he said "Hardly so, though I don't need to outline my family to you. Now get out."
"I am an Ootori. He is next to inherit in the Suou family, these are the sons of Hitachinn, and those two are Haninozuka and Morinozuka respectivly," Kyoya continued gesturing were approiapeate.
Haninozuka and Morinozuka? The rest of the names he didn't recognize, but those he did. His Dark Lord wanted to get his hands on some people from that family, but had deemed it to dangerous for the moment. His father said it was the first time that the Dark Lord had had to give up a plan. Still he had to try once more, "This comparment is reserved for Prefects, you can't be here."
"Oh, I see!" said the brown haired one, hitting a curled up hand onto his palm, "Come on, we need to leave."
The rest of the group groaned, but got up. Or rather, the two who looked to be twins and the tall blond one graoned, and they all got up. With the excaption to the short one, "got up" could not describe his actions. Maybe bounced up? Bounded up? That was precuiler though, the one with the glasses had not mentioned his family in the list, and yet at a word from him they all got up and moved to another part of what was bound to be a very full train. Who was this boy?
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"Do you mind if we sit here, fair Maiden?" Tamaki asked, holding out a rose to a petite girl with long black hair. She was in a compartment with only two other people, both of them still wearing street clothes, unlike the first girl who was already in those black (BLACK!) robes. Hers had some sort of snake coiled on the breast.
"Ummm…no?" she said, taken aback by Tamaki boldness.
The Host Club entered the compartment and introduced themselves, with the exception of the twins, who were introduced by Tamaki as they were still pouting. "I'm Blaise Zabini, and this is Pansy Parkinson. She's Millicent Bulstrode," replied the girl who had let them come in.
"ummm…" started the one identified as Pansy, "Who are you guys?"
"He already said," started the twins, "We're-"
"No, I mean like why are you wearing those outfits? And I've never seen you before, but you're to old to be first years."
"We're transfer students," explained Haruhi.
"Yes," said Kyoya, cutting everybody else off before they could say something stupid, particularly a certain blond person, "We wanted a change of scenery."
"Oh! So were did you transfer in from?"
"Ouran," said Hunny yawning.
"Mitsukuni," said Mori, "it's time for your nap."
"Hmmm…" agreed Hunny yawning, before curling up with his bunny on a seat next to the window.
"Ouran? That really prestigious Japanese school?" asked Millicent.
"Yes…" said Haruhi, rather surprised she had heard of it. After all, if she couldn't recognize a Japanese accent, how could she be expected to know Japanese schools?
"I've got a cousin who goes there!" she said excitedly. "She was telling me about this club you have there, the Host Club?"
"As it so happens, fair lady," started Kaoru, "we are the Host Club," Hikaru finished, mirroring his brother in bowing over her hand. How they managed this in a crowded train compartment is a mystery that I suspect only the Host Club understands.
"The Host Club?" inquired Blaise.
"Ouran Private Academy is defined by; one, prestigious families, and two, wealth. And prosperous people have much time on their hands. Therefore, Ouran Host Club is about these handsome guys that have time, giving hospitality to these ladies, who also have time. And profit off of them. It's an elegant game unique to our super-rich school," said Tamaki making dramatic gestures were he felt it appropriate.
"And your going to start one up at Hogwarts?" squealed Pansy excitedly.
"That's the plan," said Kaoru and Hikaru.
"You might not find it so easy. Not everybody at Hogwarts is super-rich, nor does everyone have a lot of time on their hands," Blaise cautioned.
"Mmm," nodded Mori from his place next to the still curled up Hunny, arms crossed over his chest.
"But then again maybe you will…" she said, staring at Mori.
Suddenly the Hitachinn twins spring forward, somehow managing to corner all three of the girls, "What do you know about Fred and George Weasley?"
"Well, they're sixth years…" started one of the girls.
"Sixth years?" asked Haruhi.
"Yes, first years start at eleven and when your come back for your second year at twelve you become a second year."
"Oh, I see," said Haruhi, once again pounding her fist onto her hand. "How clever!"
"So what year are you guys?" Millicent asked.
"We," Kyoya said, gesturing towards himself, and Takashi, "are sixth years. Those three," he pointed towards Haruhi, Kaoru, and Hikaru, "are fifth years, and those two," he gestured towards Mori and the sleeping Hunny, "are Seventh years."
"He's a seventh year?!" exclaimed Pansy. "But…I had him pegged as a first year…"
"He's a seventh year," said Haruhi, sighing. Hunny antics were often cute, but she viewed him rather like she Tamaki: cute, but rather annoying at times; worth keeping around, but never someone to become one of your closest friends. Definitely worth keeping though, life just wouldn't be the same without him. With the possible exceptions of Kyoya and Mori, that's actually how she viewed the Host Club, actually.
"Oh My Gosh! Is that the time?!" cried Blaise, "OUT! Pansy and Millicent still need to change, you all should get changed too!" she admonished. "We're very nearly there!"
As they got scooted out of the compartment by the girls Haruhi heard Takashi ask, "Change?"
"Into those ridiculous robes you made us buy?"
"I think I'll just wear these," Tamaki said simply.
At this point Haruhi was about to get really mad, then she noticed that Mori had his face pressed against the door of the compartment. "What's the matter, Mori?"
"Mitsukuni," he said simply.
"Oh, is Hunny still in there?"
"Mmm."
"Well then we'll just wait until they're done."
"Mmm."
"Okay," said Blaise, opening the door after several minutes had gone by, "we're done."
"Aren't you guys going to get changed?"
"What's the badge on your chest?" asked Hikaru, avoiding the question.
"Badge?" she looked down, "OH! That's my House badge, I'm Slytherin."
"Slytherin?" asked Haruhi,
"Yes, Hogwarts is divided into fours houses, you get sorted into each one when you enter the school."
"How do you get sorted?"
"By how cool you are."
"Oh really?" asked Kyoya, pushing up his glasses and doing the eye shiny thing again.
"No," said Pansy, "it's all about what type of person you are. Slytherin's are cunning and sneaky, Gryffendor's are brash and fool hardy, Ravenclaw's are studious, and Hufflepuff's are…" she looked at her friends.
"Honest?" said Millicent.
"Bor-ring," said Bliase.
"Of course, Slytherin's are the best."
"And you sleep in a dorm with all of your house mates of the same sex."
"Kaoru!"
"Hikaru!"
"I don't know what I'll do if I'm not put in the same House as you!"
"Don't talk like that, we will be!"
"But what if we aren't?"
"What's their deal?" Pansy asked Mori in a very loud whisper.
"It's obviously Twincest!" Blaise squealed. Just then the train came to halt, "And you haven't changed into your robes! Well I guess it can't be helped, you'll just have to change at the school."
The door opened to reveal the carriages and the Lake. As the Host Club started to walk towards the carriages a voice called out, "Oi! Exchange students!" they turned around, and there was the biggest man any of them had ever seen. "I'm supposed ter take you 'cross the lake wit' the first years."
"…Mmm," said Mori. And thus it was decided.
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"This is so undignified," came voice across the lake.
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A/N: I'm sorry I didn't get to the sorting like I said I would, but it's already the length of the other chapter…I think it's actually longer. PLEASE REVIEW! And please give me constructive criticism. I just know that I'm doing something wrong…but I can't quite put my finger on what.
Anyone who reviews this chapter gets DracoxHermione covered in chocolate. Maybe literally, I've been meaning to write one of those…
