Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor Soul Eater (but boy, do I wish I did…to be able to write and draw like that…*sighs despondently*)
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Harry Potter was a particularly unimpressive boy. He was stick thin with black hair so messy it rivalled that of Soul and round glasses that Kim had to physically resist the urge to break. His lightning scar on his forehead – one of the few things worth noting about his appearance – rested directly above his emerald-green eyes.
All in all, his somewhat ordinary appearance (at least, compared to the people Kim had a habit of hanging out with) hid a very quiet exterior.
"So there was a giant snake…" Kim prodded him one evening, Jackie sitting sedately on the couch next to her. School was approaching at a break-neck pace that Km certainly didn't appreciate, and she wanted to get as much intel on this kid as possible. Files could only tell them so much.
Harry stiffened, and his red-haired friend, Ron, glared at her openly.
"None of your business," he snapped.
"Au contraire, my little red friend." Kim smirked at his spluttering. "I don't know how much anyone's told you – and in all honesty, I really don't care. Here's how it's going to be: me and Jackie" – she ignored Jackie's pointed murmuring of "Jackie and I" – "Are going to make sure that you'll stay safe this term. And, I'm telling you, from your track record I'm expecting it to be one tough mission. So you are going to tell me everything that you know, or I'm going to pound it out of your skull and –"
Jackie smacked a hand over her mouth.
"Ignore her," she said. "And tell us what's going on."
"You're here to…protect me?" Harry looked uncertain.
Kim nodded furiously, trying to dislodge Jackie's hand from her face, but to no avail.
"Am I supposed to know about that?"
Jackie looked marginally aggravated. "No. I don't think that you are."
Harry blinked slowly at them, and then nodded. "Okay." He said. "Thanks for telling me. What do you want to know?"
Kim's eyes widened. "Wait, what?" she blurted out. "You'll just…tell us? Just like that?"
Harry shrugged, fiddling with his hands. He looked two parts frustrated, one part angry. "I'm sick of having people leave me out of things, even though I'm supposed to help out." He gave a quick, hard glare to his red-haired friend, who had the grace to blush.
Jackie catalogued the expression, frowning. Obviously, this boy was having trouble with his friends.
Perhaps they could help out with that, too…
Kim, who knew her Demon Weapon so well that she could almost read her mind, scowled. Great. Now, she was going to be stuck with a kid who had a hero-complex (she tried not to think of Maka) and who had friendship issues.
Jackie was never going to let this lie, and she was going to guilt Kim to helping out in some way (how the Demon Lantern managed to do such a thing was one of the great mysteries of the DWMA: Kim was, after all, was almost collectively considered to be evil and soulless – a view that had nothing to do with her Witch status).
All in all, Kim's day had just gotten worse.
"Can you get your hand off my mouth?" she tried to say, but it came out as "mmph hum my mumph mmph".
Jackie's frown deepened, and she released her. "Sorry, what was that?"
Kim just glared at her partner, and demanded chocolate.
Resigned, Jackie fished out another Mars bar and handed it over.
"I'm used to her, by now," she said at Harry's confused look. "The only thing that can pacify her if chocolate. I've always got a few bars somewhere on my person. Otherwise…" a small expression of horror flashed over her face.
Harry gulped, and Ron looked uneasy.
"Ronald! Harry!" a shrill voice from upstairs sounded upstairs. Hermione. "Are you going to come and help us clean, or not?" The tall girl with frizzy hair appeared at the top of the stairs, blinking when she saw them all sitting around the table. "Oh, hello." She said. "Kim and Jackie, right? Do you think you'd like to help, too?"
Kim's eyes brightened, and Jackie barely suppressed a resigned groan. "Will you pay me?"
"She's joking!" Jackie said quickly at Hermione's shocked face, quickly palming another bar of chocolate and shoving it into Kim's hands. "You can't take any money from there people! They can't afford your fee!"
"I'd give them a discount!" Kim insisted (unconvincingly) as they both got up to follow Harry and Ron.
"No you wouldn't," Jackie said.
"Yes I would!"
Jackie rolled her eyes and decided not to comment. Some fights were just too hard to win…
Cleaning turned out to be both an exciting and dangerous experience. Understandably, both Kim and Jackie had a natural aversion to spiders, and both destroyed and avoided them in equal measures. Jackie had almost fried one when an arachnid the size of a baby seal jumped out at her (which would have blown their cover spectacularly) had Kim not been in the room to smoosh it underfoot.
"I hate spiders," she muttered with a slight maniacal gleam to her eyes a she ground the body of the spider into a black pulp.
Hermione stared at her, looking both disturbed and horrified, and Jackie internally sighed. Kim and Hermione were never going to get along; Hermione was too idealistic, while Kim expected the worst in people (right or wrong). Still – she had hoped to stave off confrontation for another few weeks.
Oh, well.
"Two more days," Kim muttered as she lay down on her mattress. Ginny had already fallen asleep, and while Kim knew that Hermione was listening, she couldn't bring it in herself to care.
"We'll get through this," Jackie promised quietly. "As soon as Kid decides to let us leave, we'll go."
"I know." Kim scowled. "I want to go hunting. I'm bored, and you haven't had enough so…food, lately." She decided very quickly against saying the word 'soul'. Though she didn't care how Hermione treated her, Jackie tended to be more than a little sensitive on the subject of 'friends', and Kim doubted that anyone here would be in an open mind about Jackie's being a Demon Weapon.
"I'm fine."
Kim paused. It didn't matter anymore – not now that they had a treaty with the Witches (and besides, Kim wasn't sure she could have let Jackie kill a Witch, even if it had been legal) – but she was interested in knowing how far away they were from getting Jackie to Deathscythe status (if Witch souls hadn't been put off the menu. "How many do we have?"
"Seventy five." Jackie said without missing a beat, apparently aware of where her meister's thoughts were taking her.
"Reasonable," Kim said.
"We haven't been out that much. We've been too focused on…you know." The Keishin. Undercover missions for the Spaorti. The usual.
"I know."
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Okay! So, I promise – next chapter, they go to Hogwarts! (finally, Mneme! Some plot!)
Alright, I guess I'll get right down to it: pairings (thanks to Krazyfanfiction1 for reminding me, or I would have completely forgotten). Okay, here goes:
I suck at writing romance. Terrible at it. Most of my 'fics are almost guaranteed to be pairing-free (though that could change at a later date). That being said, I'm a really big supporter of KimxJackie. I think they're adorable together, and, as Krazyfanfiction1 has also pointed out, there are very few 'fics about them.
You see my dilemma. So, here it goes: while this may not be a fully romance 'fic, if there is going to be a main pairing, that's probably going to be it. Fair warning.
If anyone's got a problem with that, feel free to PM me, and I'll listen to your opinions on the matter, though I doubt my stance will change.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Please still review, though! I'm working on the next chapter, but sometimes I get really bad writers block – reviews always motivate me! :)
Sorry for the long author's note!
MM
Also – side note! If you guys want pairings, the HP cast will probably be cannon, but that's kinda flexible. Tell me if you've got any preferences!
