All right, another chapter another day… Right? Sorry I had the idea in my head forever… I just couldn't put in to words... .;;;;; sowie… but do enjoy!
Disclaimer: Ice is cold, Fire is hot, If you think I own, Then you smoke pot! n.n
Oh I wish I were a little swimmy fishy
As the summer season devilled into autumn, Tom's old inn became more and more crowded as more and more children were just entering, or returning, to their beloved Hogwarts.
He watched as the small Professor Flitwick scuttled in to the Leaky Caldron and took his spot on the bar. The small old man always had a way with speaking so quickly and rushed, that Tom just let him jabber on to him when he came for a drink. He would just nod and hum along with the professor's ramblings. He only heard bits and pieces of this one-sided conversation; something about exchange students and opening doors to countries and… well he wasn't really listening… He just continued to wipe the glass in his hand and serve others.
"You know," he slurred," Albus s-sent me here to receive the children and bring them to Hogwarts!" The professor squeaked, it seemed the few Firewhiskeys he had consumed were taking a greater effect on his smaller body. "And, what's funny is we weren't even told what the LOOK like!" He giggled and took another swig. "They may be Russian Super models for all I know!"
Tom cocked an eyebrow and looked up from his glass. Note to self: Dilute Professor Flitwick's drinks... more…
Tom's eyes followed the teacher as he disappear into the privy. "What a weird man…" He muttered, wondering if he went in there to cast a sobering spell upon himself so the foreign children would not have to deal with a tipsy teacher…
If one existed…
Oh I wish I were a little swimmy fishy
The inn was quiet when he emerged from the toilet-room, everyone seemed to have stopped whatever it was they were doing to stare into one particular direction… Not that he minded, of course, every one was free to whatever they pleased… but… EVERYONE WAS IN HIS WAY! He needed to return to his stool at the bar to keep an eye on the fireplace, so the kids weren't lost! (but that also meant no more alcohol beverages…)
'Didn't these people know that staring was rude?' He wondered to himself as he pushed himself through the crowd of people whom he only came to there waist, and when he finally pushed past the last person, he saw why there was such a dramatic silence… Two Asian boys stood in the fireplace; one tense and so wound up that it felt like any sudden movements would sent him off like a cornered cat, the other alert but lacked the wild look in his eye the other possessed.
'That must be them!' Flitwick thought to himself and proceeded toward the two boys with a warm smile on his face.
"Ah! Welcome, welcome, boys!" he squeaked and raise his arms in greeting.
His words seemed to have snapped the inn from it's silent stupor and the people continued on with their beforehand conversations… well sans a few girls… The tense blonde shook himself from his trance and locked his eyes with Flitwick as the professor came closer. Then the brunet boy gracefully stepped from the ashes to Flitwick.
"Watashitachi wa doko desu ka?" (1) His deep voice drawled politely as his friend leaped toward him shouting "Ikanaide!" and all but clung to him again. The professor cocked an eyebrow at the boy in confusion… Well, if their clothes didn't prove it, their speech did… They were certainly foreign…
The blonde pushed ahead to Professor Flitwick "Uh… We… Um…" He said nervously motioning, with his hand, between himself and Sasuke, "Where are? Uh…" Naruto started again but stopped, hitting his head trying to remember the words, " Uhh. We are Where?" he asked hopefully, praying he said it right.
The befuddled professor looked at the for a moment then slapped his fist onto his palm in realisation. "Oh! Albus said something like this might happen!" Saying this he earned two confused looks from the boys, "Oh dear me! Sorry! I forgot you two don't know English for a moment--! Oh! I did it again!"
Naruto cocked his eyebrow towards Sasuke, 'Was this guy serious?'
Sasuke just glanced at him impassively and shrugged.
"Well, yes, um… Boys follow me!" He tuned to leave. Then he realised no one was following him. "Come on." He said motioning with hands. The boys exchanged glances but followed the short, weird old man.
I'd go a swimming in the nudey without a bathing suity
Professor Flitwick glanced behind him for the millionth time to make sure the boys were still following him. Now that he was alone in the rickety inn's hallways, he noticed how his small feet seemed to plunk onto the old wooden floorboards… and how theirs didn't. Was it even natural for someone to have such silent footsteps in a place like this?
To tell you the truth, these were not the type of students he was expecting… He honestly thought he was waiting for a couple of brainy wizards, who were completely nerdy and awkward. A couple of dorks who were the smartest of their school and had their nose constantly in a book, not… these guys… definitely not these guys… They were slender and good-looking, their posture was perfect and their movement fluid… they could be part Veela…
"Ah! Here we are!" The professor stopped at one of the worn doors and dung into his pocket for the key that fit into this lock. Then, at the sound of the clicking lock, the door swung open to reveal the contents of the room.
Naruto and Sasuke followed the mini-man into the room and glimpsed around… Nothing in the room was extraordinarily different from the rest of the inn. It was dirty, grungy, and tasteless. Naruto waited for a cockroach to start crawling around… it didn't come.
"Now where did I put those charms…" The wizard tapped his finger on his chin in thought. Suddenly he snapped his fingers and shuffled over to the bedside table that was between the wall and bed. After digging in the lone drawer for a short time the squeaky man pulled out a pair of matching necklaces.
The jewellery was… beautiful. It was an intricate link of silver chain woven with some sort of glittering element and it was basically gorgeous. And as the old man held out the necklace, Naruto eyed it cautiously, then took it delicately, as if any sudden movements would cause it to crumble into dust… or attack him.
Then the man handed one to Sasuke and the two clasped the chains around their necks… after they'd quickly checked for any sort of booby-trap, of course.
A sudden heat flared through the boys' throats and the necklaces constricted loosely around their necks.
Naruto's hand quickly grasped his neck and made sure the necklace wouldn't tighten anymore. "WHAT the hell was that!?" he screeched out then a sudden surge of surprise slapped him across the face. Those words… they felt so weird on his tongue.
"There we are!" Professor Flitwick chirped happily, "Now that we understand each other, let me help you!" The little man smiled and extended his hand, "I am Professor Flitwick."
"Naruto!" Naruto stated then stared at the hand for a second before he awkwardly shook it, unaccustomed to the form of greeting.
"Sasuke." Sasuke just bowed his head slightly in the Professor's direction.
The professor cleared his throat nervously, "Well, then, young men," For some reason he couldn't help but be imitated by the two, Some in the back of his head was screaming 'Danger, Danger!' when he looked the two in the eye… even the friendly blonde, "we need to get you two to where you're suppose to be, so things will be less… of a hassle for you guys!"
Naruto glanced at Sasuke, whom gave a quick nod, and followed suit. "Thanks, old man!" He said happily. This was all working out fine. Someone recognised that they didn't belong, and was helping them! But, truthfully, he was expecting this to be a slightly crazier journey where it would waste several weeks of their lives, not a couple hours. It just seemed to easy to be true…
"Here, take this." Flitwick said and handed them a letter. "When you go, give it to the old man with blue eyes and state your names, that's it!"
Naruto hesitantly nodded and shakily replied, " Y-yeah, sure." he stammered and slipped the letter into his pocket.
"All right boys, Let's go to the fireplace!"
Oh I wish I were a little swimmy fishy
(1) Please don't ask for the translation, Mm-kay? I purposely put that there instead of English for the full effect of how confused Flitwick must have been .:ish loser:. lol
… God I hate this chapter… I hate it with a fiery passion from hell. .:shakes-Fist:. . .:rawr:. It's too short, it flows… okay, and took forever. Damn. .:Puppy-eyes:. Please shoot me now?
.:Rawr:.
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