Sorry for the late update, I've been really busy! Here's the next one and I hope you like!
Ron's POV
"I'm telling you, that man is bloody insane!" the Weasley told his friends. "Performing the curses in the middle of the school. It's amazing that he himself isn't in Azkaban!" That lesson scarred Ron for life. He thought the first day back would be easy going. He hates school.
Harry bumped into one of the Beacon students. She had orange hair, like Ron and wore a bright pink and white outfit. Not to mention the crazed look in her eye, like the next person she sees is going to go through a whole lot of crazy!
"Sorry!" She yelled. She scrunched her face and got very close to Harry's face. Before Ron could even shout 'hey', she jumped up and yelled, "NEW FRIENDS! You guys were talking to team RWBY right?"
Hermione, also quite startled, exclaimed, "yes, yes!" She began to bounce around the room at superhuman speeds. The strange girls started spouting nonsense about sloths and pancakes. Before too long, another guy from Beacon, with a green outfit, came running.
"Nora," he spoke, "Please stop." He reached out and grabbed her shoulder in the middle of her running. How did his hand not get ripped off? "Sorry, she had pancakes for breakfast." He spoke as if no other explanation was needed. The green student walked off with that Nora girl in tow.
Ron looked at his friends to see them equally confused. "Looks like Mad Eye isn't the only one who's gone mental." Harry joked. The redhead prayed silently for a short year.
Fred's POV
The twins looked at each other. "You ready Fred?"
"Ready George." They were currently positioned outside of the big metal door that said Beacon Students Only. In both their pockets are strength potions. On one of their midnight strolls they found this door. The Weasleys tried to open it, only to fail against the heavy metal. Which was a blow to their pride when they saw the blonde bombshell open it with one hand.
"I suppose it wouldn't be too bad if we strolled in for a look."
"If they really wanted to keep us out they would have painted it in red." The two chugged the vials down. Fred felt incredibly light on his feet immediately. "Shall we?" The twins pushed open the door easily. They were not however, prepared for what they saw inside.
Everyone was too caught up in their training to notice them. The room was quite spacious. In one corner were weights, occupied by the hug kid and the blonde. The giant was lifting at least 500 pounds easy. The other girl was pumping about 300, which was surprising for her size.
The red girl and the scarred guy were sparing intensely. How neither of them were dead, Fred will never know. The girl in white, miss sunglasses, and the quiet girl were all firing something at man shaped targets. 'Snow White' was firing what looked like elemental spells from her sword. The black haired one was using something in her right hand, but every time it made this huge BANG noise, a new hole appeared in the target. The last girl had… he didn't know what it was, BUT IT WAS BIG! She pulled the trigger and sawed three targets in half.
As for the the blonde and bunnie girl, the were having a chat while watching red's fight.
"What are you doing here?" Uh oh, the white girl turned around and saw them.
"I would like to know the same." The brothers froze. Fred and George slowly turned their heads to see the headmaster of Beacon. The man casually took a sip of coffee. "I'll have to give you two a detention. Miss Adel, would you mind having them join in on your nightly workouts?"
The girl gave a slight smirk, "no problem."
Harry's POV
"What's with Fred and George?" Hermione asked the boys. Harry and Ron knew what she meant. The twins were walking like they were partially petrified. They were currently discussing this over breakfast.
"Apparently they went into the Beacon students training room." Ron answered.
Harry nodded. "Yeah. They won't tell us anything. Whatever detention they gave them, I don't want to know. How come I've never heard about Beacon before? An auror school would attract some attention, wouldn't it?" The three contemplated this for some time. That is, until a certain green haired professor walked up to them.
"Ahh, hello." He greeted. Then the man began an incredibly fast past chat "I saw you two chatting with team RWBY and I just thought you should know, those girls tend to wind up in trouble. Thankfully they are usually skilled enough to get themselves out."
Harry only barely understood him. Hermione, however, managed to process this faster than the boys. "What kind of trouble?"
Oobleck leaned in closer to Hermione. Close enough for her to have back up. "Not unlike the trouble you three get into, from what I hear from other professors."
"Oobleck." The Beacon headmaster called to his friend. "Let them have some space."
"Ahh, right." The hyperactive teacher zipped off to join the headmaster, sipping coffee together.
"Are all their staff coffee addicts?" Ron asked. Hermione was still blushing from that encounter.
She turned to the two others. "I'm more curious about what he said about team those girls. What did he mean, 'trouble like we get into'?"
Ron snorted. "Dealing with terrorists and constantly breaking school rules and barely not getting expelled? I doubt it." Ron began stuffing his face with food. Harry had a feeling that his friend maybe right, but probably not. What are the chances of them both having trouble with terrorists?
That's when Ruby and Yang sat down across from them. "Morning." Harry greeted. "Where are the other two?" The two looked at each other and smiled.
Yang started gossiping. "Talking with their boyfriends back at Beacon."
"You mean writing letters?" Hermione asked.
Ruby pulled out her scroll. "We can use these to chat with each other instantly. Reception must be terrible though."
"Wait!" Ron yelled. "Can we go back to the part about them having boyfriends?"
Yang smiled evilly. "What? you got a crush on them?"
Ron blush furiously. Yang nearly fell out of her chair laughing. "N-n-no, I just… they're just so…"
"Anti-social?"
"Cold?" The trio were taken back by the indiscretion but eventually nodded. The conversation took off from there.
Ozpin's POV
Ozpin was once again, chatting with Dumbledore in his office. Ozpin was feeling like this was becoming routine. "So." His old friend began. "How is Glynda doing these days."
The Huntsman smiled at the question. "That witch is getting more and more stubborn. She is however, an excellent huntress. Even before she unlocked her semblance the girl was a natural. I was beginning to wonder if her aura did more than just enhance her magical prowess."
"So you think she will become even more powerful than you?"
"Given time, perhaps. Now, shall we talk about other matters?"
I hope you like this filler chapter. Again, I'm so sorry for the late update. I'm trying to catch up.
