Some changes here and there to the original story. Better writing (at least I hope so) and a more interesting story coming up! :3 I'm liking my rewritten chapters. Is that self bias? I don't even wanna know, anyways enjoy the third rewritten chapter!
"MATSUMOTO!" Rangiku looked at her mad captain.
"Mou, Taichou. You don't have to be so mean, I was only going to go out for a minute." Toushiro gave Rangiku the glare that she knew too much.
"You say a minute but your actions normally say a few hours!" She pouted, her captain was not in a good mood that day. She was about to retort with something not very ingenious when a Hell Butterfly entered the office and interrupted the argument, which Rangiku was glad for, she didn't want to argue anymore with captain.
"We'll talk about this later Matsumoto." She gulped, that was not going to be pretty. The Hell Butterfly flew over to Toushiro and landed in his finger. Rangiku looked at Hitsugaya with a confused expression. The Hell Butterfly went away and Toushiro have Rangiku a preoccupied look.
"What's wrong Taichou?" He looked away for a moment, and stared out the window.
"We have a mission Mastumoto. We have to report to the head captain as soon as possible." Rangiku frowned, a mission for a Captain and a Vice-Captain? What's so important as too send two of the highest ranked officers in Soul Society, she didn't question it though. An order is and order. "Let's get going then Matsumoto." She nodded and followed her Captain who was already on his way towards the division 1 quarters. The walk was very quiet, no words came from either of them. They stood right in front of the first division quarters, Toushiro walked in as fast as they got there but Rangiku stared at the entrance for a few minutes still thinking about the mission. She sighs and quickly follows her captain. The walk through the first division felt different to Rangiku, it felt as if something was off, she looked around diligently to see if anything was different. Nothing was, everything was just like before the war, everything had gotten restored perfectly. She went back to her Taichou in a hurry, she did not want to get him in an even worse mood. They both waited outside the head captain's office until Shunsui Kyoraku, the head captain, opened the door.
"Come in, we have things to discuss." He taking in a serious manner, unlike his normal lazy attitude. The tenth division officers followed Shunsui inside.
"Head Captain Kyoraku, if you don't mind me asking what is so important to send a Captain and a Vice-Captain?" Rangiku looked at her captain and let out a soft sigh, at least she was going to get her question answered. Kyoraku turn to face at his desk.
"It'll make sense once I explain this situation to you." He took in some air, "We have recently discovered a group of humans who call themselves 'Wizards'. We don't have much information on them and the Central 46 is worried that they may cause us a big problem later on, so we decided to send two high ranked officers." Toushiro raised his eyebrow.
"So our goal in this mission is to investigate?" Kyoraku nodded, "and how are we going to do that." The head captain smirked.
"That's were my skills come in." Hitsugaya rolled his eyes, "I have done a little research myself on ways we could send some officers undercover and trust me, I found a fun way."
"What is this 'fun' way?"
"I'm going to have you two go to a school called Hogwarts as transfer students from Japan." Rangiku snickered as she saw her captain's eyebrow start twitching. Toushiro could only stand there and listen, to him this all sounded like a game, like he was being tested in his patience. Oh he didn't know how wrong he was.
A/N: Sorry for interrupting, but fun fact, that was the original ending to the chapter, but since I want to get these rewrites done as fast as possible you have more to read! Yay!
Harry stared at the letters that were addressed to both him and me. He had paralyzed when he had read his name in the first one since he had never gotten a letter before. Well neither had I, but that's a different story that's not really important right now. I came closer to him and shook him softly, just enough to get him out of his trance.
"Harry! We still have to give the other letters to Dad!" He blinked a few times.
"Oh that's right." He gave me my letter and he held his own with his left hand, while my fathers correspondence on the other. We went back into the surprisingly quiet kitchen, but that was immediately ruined by Dursley who started screaming.
"Harry has a letter!" My dad was look looking at his correspondence, but apparently Harry having a letter is a crime in this house. Dudley attempted to grab the letter off Harry but I move in front of Dudley to stop him.
"There's no point in taking a letter away, he doesn't even know where it comes from." Dudley glares at me.
"There is no point in protecting him either!" He points at Harry. Before I could answer my father stood up and took Harry's letter. He came up to me and gave me a serious look before noticing that I too had one of those letters. He looked at my mother who looked terrified and took the letter out of my hand.
"OUT! All three of you!" Harry and me immediately went outside not wanting to get punished, but Dudley stayed there.
"Dudley! Come here!" I called him over. He looked at me and my parents took that as a chance to agree with me for once.
"Do what what your brother says Dudley." Dudley sighed and hesitantly came towards me. Of course I closed the door when he left the kitchen because he can't do anything for himself. The three of us had our ears on the door trying to listen to my parents' conversation.
"Even he got one of these bloody letters!" Vernon said.
"What should we do?" My mother, Petunia said.
"Burn the letters. I'm not letting them go to that school." There was more discussion on the topic that we did not know much about. I give Harry a little shake.
"Harry, move your stuff over to my room." His eyes widened, "It's way better than in your cupboard, plus we get to be roomies!" I wink at him. He smiled and we went to get his stuff. By the time we came back Dudley was gone and the kitchen door was open indicating that my parents had stopped talking. The same letters addressed to me and Harry kept on coming for that following week but before we had time to open them dad came by, took them and burnt them. It was a Sunday and you could easily tell that my father was in a great mood.
"Ahh, Sundays. I love Sundays. Do you know why Dudley, Will?" Dudley shook his head, I shook my head too yet I knew why, there was no post on Sundays, that meant no more of those letter annoying him, "Harry, do you know?"
"There is no post on Sundays?" He said unsure of his answer.
"Thats right Harry, no post on Sundays!" He took a cookie from a plate that Harry was holding, "No more of those bloody letters!" As if on queue the house started trembling a little and letters started coming out of the unlit fireplace. That had been unexpected. Harry happily started jumping in order to try to snatch one, I on the other hand was looking for a hiding space in where I could calmly read my letter. Harry grabbed a letter and tried to run over to his ex-cupboard, but my dad caught him in time and took his letter away. My mother, Dudley and I, for some reason, could only stare at what was happening.
"Dad's gone mad hasn't he." Dudley commented. My mother could only stare at what was going on with pure confusion on her face, while I was entirely amused by what was going on. Things had gone fast, he have had to move to a quite variety of places because my parents were trying to avoid the letters. Somehow we ended up on a small island with a small house. Since in the house there was 1 bed and 1 couch, my parents took the bed and Dudley took the couch. My parents were worried that I would hurt myself if I slept on the floor, but I kept on telling them to not worry, that I was going to be fine. That night I stayed up with Harry because the next day would be his eleventh birthday. Dudley's watch started beeping, marking the time to be 12:00.
"Happy eleventh birthday Harry!" He smiled at me and blew on the cake we had drawn on the floor. Hard knocks on the door could be heard, Harry crawled backwards a little. The door fell down and we could see the silhouette of a giant.
Longest chapter so far if I'm right... hope I am. I'm getting closer to the good stuff so stay tuned. I'll try my best to update quickly so these rewrites end and I can continue on the story. Bye-Bye 3
