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Ok so I think that I didn't clear things up in the last chapter, so I decided that I'd write up a quick mini chapter so that hopefully some things will make more sense (without giving too much of the plot away) Also I'll be adding a little more detail to how Ulquiorra and Ichigo managed to show up at Hogwarts. It's a bit cheesy but I think it got the message across well enough :3

Also I hope everyone knows that Ichigo represents the moon, because I'll be referencing that a lot in my writing.

HPB MiniCh1 : The Dark Side of the Moon

His heart felt heavy. It dragged down on him like bricks on chains and wet clothing. It wasn't the most pleasant feeling, in fact, it didn't feel nice at all. He gazed blankly out over the canopy, the brisk wind whipping through his hair, whistling as it flew past. His head felt warm, yet so very cold at the same time. The breaths he took were shallow and rattled as he breathed in. He hated it. His heart was pounding fiercely, the feeling causing him to relax as he felt that it was still there. He let his eyes flutter closed momentarily, his eyes opening immediately as he no longer felt the pounding in his chest. Eyes widening, he slowly looked down, his hand reaching to where his heart was. He didn't know why he felt so weighed down, there was nothing attached to his body that should be making him feel that way, and there was no obvious reason for his heart to have stopped.

"It's over."

He blinked, recognizing the voice, but not being able to tie it to a name or face. He knew where he was but he didn't know why he was there. He saw the outline of someone standing in front of him, knowing the shape, but forgetting the name again. As moved his hand over the center of his chest, he stopped. His vision slowly began to sharpen and he was able to make out the figure before him. All of a sudden he felt a searing pain rip through his body, almost like his heart was pumping lava through his veins. He looked down at his chest in panic, the color draining from his face as soon as he saw where his hand had stopped. His heart. It was gone.

"Ichigo!" Orihime screamed, her cheeks streaked with tears and her eyes wide. She gazed up in disbelief at what was happening before her. Ichigo couldn't die, if he made her a promise that he would win, then he would win. So why wasn't he moving? Why wasn't he winning. Ulquiorra turned his head towards the sands below him, his demonic eyes locking on the weeping girl and the fear stricken quincy. He lashed out his tail, letting go of the hold he had on Ichigo's neck which sent him tumbling to the floor below.

"S-Shiten Kōshun!" Orihime stuttered, forming a triangular shield with her power to catch Ichigo before he hit the ground as she ran towards him. She ran as fast as her feet would carry her, her eyes dead set on her friend who she was going to save. He wasn't going to die. She was going to help him.

"Stop. He's already dead, there's no use in trying to save him." Ulquiorra interrupted, standing in front of her to bar her path. Orihime looked up at him in horror, her eyes slowly drifting back down to meet Ichigo's. Her face went pale and her eyes widened, her breaths quickly becoming shaky as she looked into his empty eyes.

"That's enough." Uryu said, jumping out from behind Orihime and shooting an arrow from his bow. Ulquiorra frowned and caught the arrow, the distraction letting Orihime push past him and run to Ichigo's body. As Uryu did his best to keep Ulquiorra distracted, Orihime used her Sōten Kisshun to try and heal Ichigo. Tears ran down her cheeks as she watched her field take no effect on him, he didn't so much as take a shallow breath. She sat back, his arms falling limply to her sides as she stared in horror at the dead body in front of her.

"He can't die…" She whispered, her tears gathering in pools next to her knees. "Please help… Don't die Ichigo!"

"I need to protect her."

And how would that benefit you?

"Get up…"

Hey can't you hear me?

"Get up!"

Pathetic.

"I will protect you!"

When will he learn… When will the King learn how to rule his kingdom.

Where the dead body of Ichigo Kurosaki once lay stood a nightmarish figure. It's fingers and toes were clawed, it's teeth were sharpened to fine points, it's eyes were empty, it's horns were long and sharp… But the most unsettling thing about it, was that it had no heart. The space where it's heart used to be was ripped out, leaving a large hole in the center of it's chest.

"Are these the ones?"

"Yes."

"Shall we commence with the operation?"

"Yes."

As the creature lunged forward to strike at a shocked Ulquiorra, a large square of white light suddenly engulfed the two figures. A powerful gust of wind flew out from its center which knocked both Uryu and Orihime off their feet. Before either of them could stand back up, the square of light had disappeared, the demon and Ulquiorra along with it.

"It's been done."

"Good. And which one did he say that we could have?"

"The one with the wings sir."

The man sighed, nodding his head slowly.

"Well it'll have to do. As soon as they arrive you are to collect the subject and bring it to him at once. Is that understood?"

"Yes sir."

The man sighed, placing his hand to his temple, his brow creased in thought. He was worried.

"Is there something the matter sir?"

"I've made a deal with the devil."

"With whom sir?"

"With a man named Sosuke Aizen."