"Seriously, Ken. Your uncle is crazy scary. I think I prefer BelialVamdemon or Miyako-chan."

Ken rolled his eyes at his best friend. "He's not that bad. He's very nice."

"To you maybe," Takeru commented. "He's seems kind of mean and distant. And clearly doesn't like Gryffindor students that much. You should hear him when others talk about Potter-san."

"My uncle never talked about him around me. He sees to preoccupied about looking after me and my wellbeing, especially what happened yesterday." Ken looked at them curiously. "What does he do?"

"He gets agitated mostly," Daisuke said with a strug. "I swear that guy hates him."

"You know this how?" Ken asked with a raised brow.

"In his eyes of course!"

"Oh yes, because you're so perceptive in this sort of things." Daisuke glared at Takeru for the comment.

"I'll get you for that," Daisuke growled.

"Anyway," Ken interrupted, not wanting to deal with a fight this early in the morning. "I told him about us and the Digital World."

Takeru and Daisuke immediately at the statement, while Ken kept walking. Ken stopped from his walking and looked back at them with a raised brow. "Why in the DigiWorld did you tell him?" Takeru asked. "You know the Holy Beast told us to keep them secret."

"He found me yesterday after my tutoring session," Ken told them in exasperation. "I may have been a little distracted and ended up running into him."

"That's not like you," Daisuke said worriedly. "What was wrong?"

Ken's lips pressed together into a thin line before answering. "Minomon refuses to stay at the dorm or in my room."

"I don't blame him," Takeru point out. "You passed out when that ghost came to the train."

Ken nodded, trying to forget that day. "Well, the teachers keep going after me because of that." Ken fidgeted nervously at the surprise looks. "They tried to take him away from me a couple of times and I almost got detention too."

"Are you serious?" Takeru asked, his voice taking a hint of anger.

Daisuke walked over and placed a hand on Ken's shoulder. "Are you okay, Ken? I know how you feel about Minomon."

"Yeah," Ken said weakly.

"You're having second thoughts aren't you?" he pressed.

Ken sighed and nodded slowly. "I...I don't regret coming here. I finally met my biological uncle. I connect with him you know. It's easy to talk to him. That's why I told him. He was worried about me and I couldn't lie to him." Ken smiled weakly. "He wasn't all that happy about the teachers or the things that happened to us in the Digital World."

Daisuke snorted. "You don't say."

Takeru laughed softly. "But?" he asked. "And don't give me that look. I know there's a but in there."

"Well," Ken glanced at the ground as he tried to gather his thoughts. "I don't feel safe here. I don't like being picked on by teachers of all things...So yeah, I'm having second thoughts about coming here."

He didn't look up when both of his friends sighed. "Well," Daisuke spoke up. "If that's how you feel then I'll go back with you."

Ken's head shot up in shock. He stared at his best friend and saw that he was positive in his conviction. Takeru was next to him and he nodded in agreement. "No," Ken shook his head. His friends loved it here. They should leave just because he was thinking of going back home. "You guys love it here. I don't want to ruin your chance because of me."

"Ken," Takeru said softly. "As much as I like this school. The bottom line is that you're our friend. It just wouldn't make sense to stay here if you are being picked on by the teachers."

"He's right," Daisuke said with a smile. "As cool as this school is, I'm not going to stand by while you are being picked on. You're not just my best friend, Ken, you're also my partner. I'm sticking to your side no matter what."

"Even if it means leaving?" Ken asked with a soft smile.

"Even if it means leaving," they both agreed. Ken smiled, feeling a little better, as they resumed their walking. He had such wonderful friends. They all walked in silence and only stopped when they reached Ken's class.

"Thanks for walking me guys."

"No problem," Takeru said with a smile.

"See you at Defense Class," Daisuke called back as he and Takeru walked to their classes. Ken watched them go until they were out of his sight. With a sigh Ken entered his Transfiguration Class, dreading it already. Hopefully Minomon will sleep through his class.

Ken glanced nervously as Professor Mcgonagall taught her lesson. There was only fifteen more minutes and then he can meet up with the other. Though he was a bit surprised with the looks he kept getting from the teacher. He honestly was too busy worrying to actually decipher what those looks were.

Ken took some notes as the teacher talked. Ken glanced at his bag every so often, just in case. Ken was thankful that Minomon stayed quiet, although the whispers from the other students were making him nervous. Why were Slytherins so mean?

Ken sighed in relief when Professor Mcgonagall final ended class. Ken quickly closed his text book and began putting his stuff away. Ken managed to pack everything without a problem and was ready to leave when Professor Mcgonagall him.

"Mr. Ichijouji, I would like a word with you."

Ken gulped as the rest of the class left, taking their whispering with them. When he was the only one left Ken walked up to her desk. What have he done now? Was he going to get detention? Was Minomon going to be taken away?

"You needed something, sensei?" Ken asked timidly. What did he do now?

Professor Mcgonagall looked at him with a sad expression on her face. She sighed and folded her hands on her desk.

"Mr. Ichijouji, I'm afraid I owe you an apology." Ken looked at her in surprise. He hadn't expected that. "I'm afraid me and a few of your other teachers have mistaken you familiar as a toy." She gave him an apologetic smile. "I am sorry for any distress this might have caused you."

"Wow, I...I don't know what to say. I wasn't expecting this," Ken mumbled in Japanese.

Professor Mcgonagall looked at him in confusion. "I'm sorry dear. I don't understand you."

Ken laughed nervously with a soft smile. "Sorry, I honestly was expecting this."

Professor Mcgonagall nodded in understanding. "I know you weren't. You were expecting me to reprimand you again." Ken shifted nervously. "I know our actions have made you nervous around us. And I'm sorry for that. It was never my attention to make you feel this way."

"Thank you, sensei."

"I am truly sorry for any misgivings I may have caused." She smiled at him. "Please accept the return of all points have have taken away from you."

Ken smiled brightly at her. "Thank you so much!"

Ron mumbled under his breath as he walked to dinner. He couldn't believe he chickened out. Ken was right in the front of class. Why didn't he go and talk to him. He sighed at his luck.

Ron entered through the doors and took a seat next to Harry. "How it go?"

"I chickened out."

Harry pushed his glasses back. "Serious? I thought you sit behind him."

"I do," Ron said with a sigh. "I got to class late and he was keeping to himself."

Harry's brows shoot up in confusion. "But, we left together. How did you get to class late?"

Ron groaned. "I ran into some trouble."

"Do I even want to know?" Harry asked as he grabbed some food.

"Not really," Ron took some food as well. Ron fill up his plate and digged in. Ron ate more slowly than normal. His brothers noticed this and made jokes. He ignored them. He reached for his cup and drank. His eyes shifted to the other two Japanese kids, unfortunately they were talking Japanese, so he had no idea what they were talking about.

"Ken! Over here!" Ron blinked as Daisuke called Ken when he enter the Great Hall. Ken smiled at them as he walked the the Gryffindor table and sat next to his friends. Ron paused in his eating as he watched the smile appear on Ken's face as he talked to his friends in their language. His eyes followed his moments as he gracefully took some food. The way his lips moved, the way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way his eyes sparkled in warm, it was memorizing.

"Ron," Harry's voice cut into his trance.

"Hmm?" Ron turn back to his best friend. An amused smile was on his face.

"Why don't you go and join them?"

"But Harry…"

Harry waved in a shooing motion. "Don't worry about me. Hermione will be here soon. Besides, here's your chance to talk to him."

Ron got up with a smile. "Thanks Harry. I'll see you later."

Ron walked over to to where the three Japanese students were sitting. The three of them looked up when he cleared his throat. "Hey, Weasley-san," Takeru greeted.

"Hey, Takeru, Daisuke, Ken," he greeted them. "Can I sit with you guys?"

"Sure," Ken replied as he moved his books. Ron sat next to him, noticing the curious glances he was getting.

"Weren't you just sitting with Potter-san?" Daisuke asked with food in his mouth.

"Daisuke-kun, manners!" Ken scolded with a frown. Daisuke swallowed and looked at him sheepishly. "Sorry, Ken-kun."

"I was, but I wanted to hang out with you guys," he replied with a shrug. "Is that alright?"

"It's fine," Takeru reassured.

"Hey, have you heard the rumors?" Daisuke asked as he ate more food.

"What rumor?"

"Some guy escaped this prison," Daisuke answered.

"Oh, you mean Black right?" They nodded. "Yeah, apparently he escaped Azkaban and might be after Harry."

Ron nodded the concern looks on their faces as they throw back ideas back and forth. The conversation was rather interesting. Ron was curious what a Digimon was though. Ron ate in silence and added whatever he could, when they were actually talking English of course. Ron was to disturbed about this though. He was just happy to get to know Ken. Ken seemed genuinely concerned for his best friend's well being. Although when the mention of the Dementors popped up Ken shuddered. Ron suddenly remembered that Ken was affected by them too. This made him glance at him in concern.

"Do you think we should talk to your uncle?" Daisuke asked, thankfully in English.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt," Ken answered. "I can see him after my tutoring session with Hermione."

"I still don't understand why you need tutor. You're passing the class fine," Takeru commented.

"Dark Arts...Darkness…" was all he said in reply.

Ron wasn't sure what the looks were for, but he didn't say anything. The rest of the conversation switched to more pleasant subjects, to which Ron happily joined in on. He had to say, he was glad Harry told him to join their little group. He found it quite enjoyable, especially with all the little info about his crush.