Konnichiwa, Sokono here, I just wanted to thank-you for reading in advance!!! Just putting in my disclaimer here, and quote "I do not own and will never own any of the Harry Potter and Yu Yu Hakusho characters, cries even Hiei. Nor do I own the inserts form the fifth book I may put into this story." But the plot is mine, mostly. Like I mention you may be seeing lines right out of the fifth Harry Potter book. That is because I am trying to go with the events in the fifth book as closely as possible. But at chapter thirty-two in HP5 and on, all hell will break lose! For Yu Yu Hakusho the story takes place some time after the Dark Tournament and the incented with Yakumo.
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KittyDragonPhoenixFox
Chapter Three
A ray of sunlight shown through the open window, illuminating the oxen curtains before falling on and making the vegetation within glow a brilliant green. Shrubbery, flowers and small trees litter the dirt floor with small birds chirping in the larger trees and squirrels and rabbits were moving around the bushes. There were about four fully grown trees in the gymnasium sized two stories high bed chamber. There was a large pine tree to the right of the window, a large maple was close to the entrance of the forest room, an oak sat to the far corner from the window and the largest of them all was a great short cherry tree with branches so large two fully grown men could sit a breast on it, sat idly in the center of the room. It was a grand tree, in full bloom with not only light pink flowers but also ones charmed to be light blue and violet. Among the brilliant green leafage and beautiful speaks of color there was a splash of black
With closer examination one would find that this blob of black was a boy, curled up in a large thick furry black blanket. The boy rolled over in his sleep and made a sound close to a purr as he snuggled into the blanket. A small sparrow landed on one of the small branches above the boy and started singing to the sun light but quickly stopped and took flight right before its perch caught fire. The boy below groaned and blinked opened his ruby eyes to be greeted by the white light.
Hiei rolled over to lie on his back to look up to the bewitched ceiling, he had to admit it, Dumbledore was by far one of the most brilliant humans he had ever met. The old man had charmed is bedroom to become that of a forest clearing; bushes, trees, small animals, the whole packaged deal. He had also charmed the ceiling of the room to mimic that of the sky outside, and today's forecast was cloudy with minimum sunlight, the ray of sun coming through his window was the only one to escape from the mass of grayness threatening rain. The room didn't even feel like it was inside a building at all.
The little demon stretched out and yawned, showing off his little sharp fangs. Judging by the position of the rising sun it was approximately six thirty in the morning, having fallen asleep around three the fire hybrid had received…. "Three to four, four to five, five to six, and a half… Three and a half hours of uninterrupted sleep. No wonder I feel so rejuvenated." Hiei said counting off the hours on is fingers. He slid off the branch and landed twelve feet below it still raped in his blanket. Being a demon Hiei didn't require the same amount of hours of sleep as that of a human, actually he only really need two to three hours of sleep a night or he could sleep the same length of time as that of human American on summer vacation and stay wide awake for nearly a week. But he didn't do that… often…
Around the base of the great cherry tree were a few medium sized wooden trunks, each with their own elegant carvings on them. Hiei sat down his katana and removed the oh so fluffy black blanket from his shoulders and folded it up, he kicked open the trunk at the end of the line and set the blanket neatly into it on top of a few others, then closed and locked it. Now the bare footed and shirtless demon moved to his other trunks and gathered up a change of cloths and his sword before heading over to the oak tree and to his bathroom. Unlike his bedroom the bathroom was one of the actually ones of Hogwarts, and it was fit for a king. After his necessary needs were meet he left the bathroom and went back to his perch in the cherry tree.
Around eleven the night before Dumbledore had came by like he said he would and had given him the promised tour of the castle. The old wizard was quite pleased to find that the little fire hybrid had found his room acceptable, though when asked he refused to get rid of the abundance of pink to Hiei's displeasure. So the little half Koorime had spent the greater part of the night before falling asleep trying to charm the flowers different colors, but in the end the many pink blossoms defeated him. Throughout their walk Dumbledore gave him a brief explanation on how things worked in Hogwarts; the houses, the teachers, the classes, the students, how and the Ministry of Magic was interfering with the school in the form of one 'Dolores Umbridge", and a better lesson on "He-who-must-not-be-named", along with a few other things that the fire demon could do to past his time and help Dumbledore with.
In Hiei's opinion the wizard was sly as the fox, his memory was impeccable; he had explained everything in a way he knew would peek the fire demon's curiosity. And the way how he gave him such a freedom in the castle and supplied him so well and asked so little in return… Damn him!!! The old man knew that through the complex web of rules that the half koorime's honor code consisted of wouldn't allow him to just sit down and do nothing. If Dumbledore himself ask something of him by his code he could not refuse unless it was a danger to himself. Hiei glared at the clouds and snorted as he let his thoughts wonder. After Dumbledore had explained everything to him he asked if he could watch over Harry and his friends and make sure they didn't do anything stupid, and to keep and eye on this Umbridge for him. And damn it that he couldn't refuse this babysitting job.
'An old man's memory shouldn't be that good.' Hiei thought bitterly as he continued his glaring at the ceiling. He watched a bird flitter off its perch in his boredom. Dumbledore had asked him to attend breakfast that morning so he could introduce him to the other teachers, kind of like a show dog, joy. He had told him that he should be down in the Great Hall by seven thirty, that was the usually time when everyone went down for breakfast. It was now a bit past seven according to the sun. Hiei sighed and jumped from his branch and went through his personal forest to the door to put on his boots and cloak. He had memorized the layout of the school the night before so it wasn't difficult at all to find the marble staircase that lead to the Great Hall. He was walking down the stairs behind three others, though he didn't really notice them until their conversation drifted up to him.
"-is that this sort of thing is exactly what Dumbledore was talking about. You-Know-Who's only been-" The mass of bushy brown hair was saying, he recognized the voice, it was that girl from the train that owned the evil cat, her name was... Hermione, wasn't it?
"And Harry said it last night." The tall lanky one with the bright orange hair retorted, his name was… Ron, yes, Hiei remembered that one. Which means the black haired one was Harry.
Hiei still couldn't sense anything special about the boy, not even a slight heighten spiritual energy then the other students. The group had stopped suddenly, Hiei being lost in thought nearly walked into them. He growled in his annoyance and Ron turned around nearly jumping in surprise. "Get out of the way." Hiei growled at the boy pushing him out of his way and continuing on into the Great Hall.
With The Golden Trio
"Oi! I'm a Prefect you know! Do that again and I'll give you a detention!" Ron was bellowing after the boy that had just shoved him into Hermione. "He's not even listening to me! What's the point of being a prefect if no one is going to listen to you?" Ron whined as he watched the boy walk into the Great Hall, the flame like trail along the bottom of his cloak swishing. "He's not even wearing the uniform!"
"Isn't he that boy from the train?" Hermione asked looking after him as well. "I didn't see him at the feast last night, I wonder where he was."
"Who knows, come on, we're blocking the stairs." Harry said moodily ignoring the stares of a few second year Hufflepuffs that scattered when he turned in their direction. He stomped into the great hall, looking instinctively at the staff table as they entered. Professor Grubbly-Plank was chatting to Professor Sinistra, the Astronomy teacher, and Hagrid was once again conspicuous only by his absence. Dumbledore was standing up and walking around the table toward the boy from the night before looking rather cheerful.
"Looks like Dumbledore knows that He-hay guy." He said as they made their way across to the Gryffindor table. But Angelina quickly dragged him off to the side.
"He-hay?" Hermione asked following the path Harry eyes' had taken to the boy that Dumbledore was now steering up to the teachers table.
"What kind of name is 'He-hay'?"Ron burst out now watching the boy shaking hands with an overly ecstatic Professor Flitwict.
"Well, it is foreign isn't it? It sounds Asian, possibly Chinese or Japanese, by my guess." Hermione said watching the front table. "Oh, looks like Professor Snape isn't getting along with him." She stated watching how the potion master was glaring hatefully at the boy.
"So he is." Ron started shoving food into his mouth. "Wha us dat aboub?" Ron asked through a mouthful of toast as Harry sat down after talking to Angelina.
"She's been made Quidditch Captain, she was telling me that there's going to be tryouts on Friday at five o'clock and that she wants the whole team there for it."
"I'd forgotten Wood had left," Hermione said vaguely pulling a plate of toast toward her. "I suppose that will make quite a difference to the team?"
"I guess," Harry said taking a bit of eggs on his plate. "He was a good Keeper…"
"Still, it won't hurt to have some new blood, will it?" Asked Ron as the mail arrived with a whoosh and a clatter of a hundred owls soaring in through the upper windows. Hermione moved her orange juice aside quickly to make way for a large damp barn owl bearing a sodden Daily Prophet in its beak.
"What are you still getting that for?" said Harry irritably, thinking of Seamus,(1) as Hermione placed a Knut in the leather pouch on the owl's leg and it took off again. "I'm not bothering… load of rubbish."
"It's best to know what the enemy are saying," said Hermione darkly, and she unfurled the newspaper and disappeared behind it, not emerging until Harry and Ron had finished eating. "Nothing," She said simply rolling up the newspaper and laying it down beside her plate. "Nothing about you or Dumbledore or anything."
Professor McGonagall was now moving along the table handing out schedules. After Harry received his he looked back up to the staff table again in hopes of Hargid magically appearing. But he still wasn't there, what he did see was that He-hay boy sitting in Professor McGonagall's set talking to Dumbledore and Professor Umbridge. 'I wonder what they're talking about.' At this point Ron groaned as he stared down at his schedule.
With Hiei
'If I have to shake one more human's hand in the next hour I am going to scream.' Hiei thought venomously as he sat down in the currently vacant chair to Dumbledore's left. The morning had gone exactly as he had thought. He had been formally introduced to every single god forsaken human at the ridiculously long table like a very prized mutt, shaking hands, eye contact, and fake excitement entailed, if he had a tail he probably would have been told to wag it as well. Dumbledore had introduced him as Hiei Jaganshi, the grandson of one Hono'o Jaganshi, an old personal friend his that requested his grandson to come to Hogwarts to study abroad the way Western wizards were taught magic.
Hiei had been bombarded with about hundred questions about Japan's Wizarding community and how his grandfather had known Dumbledore within the time frame of five minutes, and had just barely escaped from it. Now he was glaring hatefully at the old man who was cheerfully humming a tune.
"You could have at least warned me they were going to do that." He hissed to Dumbledore in Japanese, the old man just smiled playfully at the fire hybrid.
"Where would the fun be in that?" He responded in English. "You're so cute when you have to answer spontaneously; you drop your mask and let yourself look more like your apparent age." The old man smiled in amusement as he took a sip of pumpkin juice. "Bacon?" he asked holding up the plate.
Hiei however was not amuse, and continued to glare at the wizard. "I'm going to ignore that cute comment." He growled and snatched a few pieces of the offered item. As he munched on the baked pieces of meat a squat middle aged woman, with short, curly, mouse-brown hair in which she placed in a bight pink head band, in pale green robes came down the front of the table toward them. She had a pallid squashed toad like face with prominent little eyes.
"Hem, hem." She coughed girlishly as she stopped in front of Dumbledore.
"May I help you Professor Umbridge?" Dumbledore asked smiling. Hiei looked from Dumbledore to this new woman. So this was the Umbridge that was sent from the Ministry of Magic was it? He looked her over and got unique impression of a toad, ready to catch a fly.
"Why yes Headmaster." Umbridge said smiling, making her look even more toad like. "Who is your little friend here?" She turned her beady little eyes on Hiei who looked back at her dully, his left eye twitching slightly at being called little.
"Ah yes, you were not in here earlier when I introduced him to the rest of the staff were you?" Dumbledore asked kindly. "Professor Umbridge, this is Hiei. Hiei this is Professor Umbridge, my Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Hiei's grandfather is an old friend of mine that I meet while I was in Japan. He asked me if Hiei could come to Hogwarts to study the methods of teaching in the Western Wizarding world."
"I see, hello He-hay." Umbridge said in a motherly tone butchering his name and holding out her hand to shack his.
"It's Hiei" Hiei said, saying it slowly so she could hear how to say it correctly like he had for the last fourteen people that had butchered it.
Umbridge dropped her hand when Hiei made no move to shack it, her smile faltered slightly before turning back to Dumbledore. "Headmaster, you never told the Ministry of Magic that you would be allowing any foreign students in your school this year." She said sweetly smiling at him.
"Ah, well Professor Umbridge, I wasn't aware that I had to tell the Ministry about all of my personal conversations with any of my old friends." Dumbledore said smiling as well, with an air of lightness in his voice.
"No matter, I'll just inform the Minister of magic myself about Hiei's presences at the school." Umbridge said in a sickening sweet voice that made Hiei feel like vomiting. "Now Hiei, may I ask how old are you?"
"15." He said curtly.
"15?" She asked with a look of disbelief on her face. She looked over the fire demon who glared aback at her. "And you grandfather, what is his name?"
"Hono'o Jaganshi." Hiei said, he was not happy with this interview, it was in fact starting to annoy him already, and he was trying very hard not to make any insult towards this toad of women as Dumbledore requested him to avoid. But the perfect insult had arisen in his mind and wanted to say it so badly.
"And what about your father and mother? Do you live with them?" She asked with that fake sweet girly voice a woman her age shouldn't be using.
"I didn't know them. My father died before I was born, and my mother during child birth." It was close to the truth, he didn't know his parents, for all he knew his father could be dead, and his mother… let's not get into that.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that dear." Umbridge said with not even the slightest hint of remorse or pity in her voice. "Why weren't you at the feast last night?" She drove right on through the interrogation where several others got the hint and stopped questioning him at this point.
Hiei, tired of talking had shoved a piece of bacon in his mouth to avoid answering another question, so Dumbledore answered for him. "I allowed him to retire to his room before the feast. The time difference and all, he was barely awake when he arrived." He smiled kindly, "Toast, Professor Umbridge?" he asked offering the plate.
"Ah, no thank you. I should be getting to my classroom to finish setting up for my classes now." She said turning and going down the Great Hall to the marble staircase.
"You are welcome." Dumbledore said putting a bit of honey on a piece of toast and handing it to Hiei.
"Hn." Hiei snatched the toast from him and started to munch on it as well. "Don't expect me to eat anything else."
"I wouldn't dream of it," Dumbledore pulled out a piece of parchment from his violet blue robes. "Here is a copy of Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger's schedules. Whenever you plan to sit in on one of the classes could you attempt to do it while they are attending it?"
"Fine." Hiei said gruffly as he took the parchment and looked over it. "Hmm… so Snape is the potion's teacher… and McGonagall has Transfiguration … that'll be fun." He smirked to himself looking down the piece of paper. "Ancient Ruins… what could it hurt? Who are Binns and Trelawney?"
"Ah, Professor Binns is our History of Magic teacher and is a ghost. One day he got up to teach and left his body behind. And Professor Trelawney is our Divination teacher she is the descendent of the celebrated Seer Cassandra Trelawney." Dumbledore said causally spearing a bit of egg on his fork.
"A descendent of a Seer? Hmm… Interesting, tell me, is your Trelawney a Seer as well?" Hiei asked giving Dumbledore a guanine curious look.
"She is… but sadly her gift is not trained as well as her great-great-grandmother." He put down his fork and stood up. "You can go to a class or wonder the grounds if you would like. If you find that there isn't anything to keep your attention I'm sure Professor Sprout or Professor Grubbly-Plank or Madam Pomfrey could find something for you to help them with." He smiled down at the little fire demon.
"What about the forest?" Hiei's usually routine included a workout in the mornings and in the evenings of his day. But while on the run he didn't have time to exercise, unless he was fighting for his life. Now that he has found somewhere to settle down at he planned to continue that routine, but it would be best to see if he could use the forest for his training before he remodeled his room.
"You may use it and the grounds as long as you don't do any permit damage or upset the centaur community in the forest, and please try not to draw any attention to yourself." The students had started to leave the Great Hall and the teachers were getting up as well. "I'll see you at dinner tonight then. Shall I leave it to you to introduce yourself to the students as well?"
"Fine." There was swish of material and a displacement of air and the little fire demon had gone. It took him two minutes flat to get to the forest. He looked over the wooden terrain and entered it. Each period was approximately an hour long and that was over enough time to venture deep into these woods and return to make it for Potter's next class. And in time to bother Snape.
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Hiei was leaning against the wall by the door to Snape's dungeon long before any of the other students started to arrive. As more of the human teenagers gathered in front of the door the higher the volume of the conversations became. Most of them were directed to the subject of the silent boy leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Hiei was ignoring their presences very well until the faithful shout of one sliver blond haired pain in the neck
"And what in the world are you doing here?" Malfoy drawled as the crowd parted to allow him access to the door and allowing him view of the boy who had humiliated him on the train the day before. Hiei made no move or sign to show that he was even aware of the all the students staring at him. "Well? Are you going to say anything at all Mudblood?"
"Be quite, your voice hurts my ears." Hiei said not moving from his position but opened one ruby eye on the boy as the hallway went silent. Malfoy was standing beside the door on the other side of the corridor with his two trained apes behind him. "And is that just your formal greeting? Even if you don't know the heritage of person do you still just assume that they are muggle born?" Hiei said in a bored tone as he closed his eye again. "May be that is how I should refer to you… how do you like that Mudblood?" He smirk to himself, he could feel the rage vibrating off of the boy at his comment. More then likely the Malfoy blood line was a so called 'pure blood' blood line, so calling a stuck up pure blood like Malfoy would easily rattle their cage.
"I'll have you know that I'm a perfect." Malfoy hissed glaring at the boy. "And that'll be a week worth's of detention for talk back to a perfect." He looked over Hiei from top to bottom and a smirk grew on his face. "Make that two for not wearing the uniform." He added smugly.
Hiei opened his eyes and turned his head to look over Malfoy, smirking as well. "Isn't that cute, the blond monkey thinks he can give me a detention." He said in a smug baby voice, smirking evilly as Malfoy's smug look dissolved into that of rage. But before he could retort the door to the dungeon creaked open and Hiei slipped in.
Hiei took the table in the far back corner where half of his body was hidden in the shadows. He watched as the rest of the class filed into the room, the three Gryffindors he had to baby sit sat down at the table beside him. Malfoy he noticed along with another girl walked up to the front of the room where Snape stood watching over the class. Normally one wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying form the back of the room, but being a demon, the rules didn't apply to him.
"Professor, there is a boy in here that is not following the dress code, and has also insulted Draco as well, even after he gave him a warning." The girl was saying to Snape.
"And he completely disrespected the statists of being a perfect and made fun of it." Malfoy added
"Well now, we can't let him get away with that, now can I? Who is it that insulted you Mr. Malfoy?" Snape said coolly as he ran his dark eyes over the class room. "Was it Potter?" He asked smugly.
"No Professor, it was that boy over there. He isn't even wearing the uniform or his house colors." The girl said, Hiei could even hear the grin in her voice.
"Oh. Him." Snape said in a low hiss. Hiei felt three pairs of feet headed his way; he didn't open his eyes until he felt them stop. He was greeted by the sneering face of the potion master. "Now what honor has been bestowed upon me to have you sitting in my dungeon Mr. Jaganshi?" The greasy haired man spat leaning down to look Hiei in the eye.
"Now Professor, there is no need in to use my surname, go head and just call me Hiei." Hiei said faking innocent in his voice. The smug look on the two behind the potion's master faltered slightly.
"I want to know Mr. Jaganshi, why you are in my classroom?" Snape hissed not wanting to continue this conversation.
"I just thought that the first class that I sit in on should be yours. Seeing as how you were one of the first I met, I just would like to get to know your habits as bit better." Hiei smiled in a child like way that was not at all child like. "Professor Dumbledore said I could sit in on any class that I like. And right now I like yours."
"Very well." Snape hissed, "Settle down." He said coldly glaring across the room at any who dared to continue to listen in on his conversation. For over half the room had become very interested in the boy they now knew as "Hiei", there wasn't any student that could get away with defying Malfoy and act so smugly with the potion master and not end up with detention for at least a week. Malfoy and the girl walked over to their sets with a dismissed look on their faces, as if they had just been denied a wonderful treat.
Snape started for the black board but stopped when he heard a chair move behind him and turned to find Hiei smiling up at him. "What are you doing?"
"Following you." The hybrid said with his not so innocent smile on his face.
There was a slight twitching in Snape's left temple as he continued up to the black board with his little fire shadow behind him. "Before we begin today's lesson," he said sweeping over to his desk and staring around at them all with Hiei at the end of his desk watching him. "I think it appropriate to remind you that next June you will be sitting an important examination, during which you will prove how much you have learned about the composition and use of magical potions. Moronic though some of this class, undoubtedly are, I expect you to scrape an 'acceptable' in your O.W.L., or suffer my… displeasure."
His gaze lingered this time upon Neville, who gulped, before turning it on to Hiei who just tilted his head to the side like a cat playing with its prey.
"After this year, of course many of you will cease studying with me," Snape went on. "I take only the very best into my N.E.W.T. Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying good-bye."
His eyes rested on Harry and his lip curled. Harry glared back, feeling a grim pleasure at the ideal that he would be able to give up Potions after fifth year.
"But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell," Snape said softly this time his eyes not leaving Hiei. "So whether you are intending to attempt N.E.W.T. or not, I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high-pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students.
"Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. Be warned: If you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing. The ingredients and method" -Snape flicked his wand- "are on the blackboard." The words appeared there. "You will find everything that you need in the store cupboard; you have an hour and a half… Start."
The potion that Snape had set seemed to be rather complex for the class. Though Hiei knew this particular potion, it was in several of the books in Dumbledore's library that he had spent so much time reading seven decades ago. The wizard seem to favor the potion quite a bit, there was always a caldron of it brewing in the house and he was always taking it trying to get Hiei to take some as well... There was about ten to fifthteen ways to make it but with the way the instructions on the black board were if any of them had a problem concentrating or lost attention easily they were sure to fail. Hiei had a rather fun time watching the students run about getting their supplies and mixing them incorrectly. Dark gray clouds, green sparks, random flares of flame shooting out from under the cauldrons and other explosions occurred throughout the room. What was even more entertaining was how Snape continued to stop by his students work and criticized them horribly and insulted the student without offering any form of help. At these times Hiei enjoyed second guessing the human, pointing out ways on how they could fix the potion and criticizing Snape's teaching method. The look of pure hatred on the humans face was priceless.
"For those of you who have managed to conceive a potion that resembles the Draught of Peace, fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with your name, and bring it up to my desk for testing." A very harassed Snape spat irritably at the end of class."Homework; twelve inches of parchment on the properties of moonstone and its uses in potion-making, it is to be handed in on Thursday."
"Well now that was an enjoyable lesson wasn't it?" Hiei said coolly from behind Snape who ignored the fire demon. "I think I might attend all of your Gryffindor and Slytherin fifth year lessons. Would that be great?" He watched as the human physically shivered.
"Now, wouldn't you have something better to do with your time, beast?" Snape hissed turning around to glare at the boy.
"Now that wasn't very nice thing to say… Hebi-sensei." Hiei said sweetly looking over Snape, who was glaring down at the boy.
"Now what does that mean?" He hissed.
"A codename I presume." Hiei retorted smugly. Before Snape could emit a bitter replay the fire demon had vanished in a blur of black.
Snape was silently seething and needed something to release it upon and he saw it in the corner of his in the form of Potter cleaning up his work area. "Spilled you potion Potter?" He hissed gliding over to the boy. About a minute before Crabbe had 'accidently' bumped into Harry's table, spilling the contents of his caldron all over his work place.
"Yes." Harry said mopping up the split potion.
"That's yes sir, Potter." Snape said coolly, a wide smile spreading across his face as if Christmas had come early. "That will be ten points from Gryffindor for rudeness, and another ten for not being carefully in your work area."
"That's not fair! It was Cra-"
"And another ten for speaking out of turn." He added coldly smirking as he looked down upon the boy. "Evanesco." He hissed sweeping his wand over the mess that vanished immediately. "Get out of my sight Potter, or I'll take another ten points form Gryffindor."
Harry opened his mouth about to protest but his arm was suddenly seized by another one and he was dragged from the dungeon by both Hermione and Ron, the two of them giving him a very stern look. They were silent until they reached the Great Hall. The ceiling had turned an even murkier gray during the morning. Rain was lashing at the high windows.
"That was really unfair," said Hermione consolingly, sitting down next to Harry and helping herself to shepherd's pie. "Crabbe was the one that spilt your potion not you."
"Yeah, well," said Harry glowering at a bowl of mash potatoes as he pulled it over to him. "Since when has Snape ever been fair to me?" Neither of the others answered; all three of them knew that Snape and Harry's mutual enmity had been absolute from the moment Harry had set foot in Hogwarts.
"I did think he might be a bit better this year," said Hermione in a disappointed voice. "I mean… you know…" She looked carefully around; there were half a dozed empty seats on either side of them and nobody was passing the table. "… Now he's in the Order and everything."
"Poisonous toadstools don't change their spots," said Ron sagely. "Anyway, I've always thought Dumbledore was cracked trusting Snape, where's the evidence he ever really stopped working for You-Know-Who?"
"I think Dumbledore's probably got plenty of evidence, even if he doesn't share it with you, Ron," snapped Hermione.
"Oh, shut up, the pair of you," said Harry heavily, as Ron opened his mouth to argue back. Hermione and Ron both froze, looking angry and offended. "Can't you give it a rest?" he said. "You're always having a go at each other, it's driving me mad." And abandoning his shepherd's pie, he swung his schoolbag back over his shoulder and left them sitting there.
He walked up the marble staircase two steps at a time, past the many students hurrying toward lunch. The anger that had just flared so unexpectedly still blazed inside him, and the vision of Ron and Hermione's shocked faces afforded him a sense of deep satisfaction. 'Serve them right,' he thought. 'Why can't they give it a rest? … bickering all the time… It's enough to drive anyone up the wall…"
"Could you at least attempt to think bitterly a little quieter?" A monotone voice shouted out from ahead of him, startling him out of his thoughts. Harry was surprised to find that he was already at the top of the staircase leading to the landing under the trapdoor to at the top of the North tower. He was even more surprised that he was not alone. He-hay was sitting against the wall in the corner.
"He-hay?" Harry asked confused looking at the boy.
"It's Hiei." Hiei growled not opening his eyes, and repeating his name slowly again for the pronunciation.
"Um… sorry… Why are you up here?" Harry asked not really caring for the answer and sitting down on the stairs.
"Not hungry." Was the curt reply.
"Ah, same here… wait… but why are you here? As in why are you under Professor Trelawney's classroom? And why were you in my potion's class? What house are you in?" Harry asked realizing what was wrong with this picture.
Hiei opened one ruby eye and looked at the boy. "Why is it that you are under this trapdoor? Shouldn't you be down at lunch with your little friends? And what is with all these damn interrogations at this school?" He decided instead of answering the boy's questions he would respond with his own questions.
Harry stared at the boy in annoyance, if he didn't want to answer his questions then find, let him have his way. But after nearly five minutes of silence and the only form of sound, an annoying buzzing fly, ceased when it burst into flames, Harry couldn't take the quite no more.
"What the just happened?" He said looking over the smoldering form of the dead insect.
"What, what just happened?" Hiei said smirking as he felt Potter's glare fall on him.
"How about this, if I answer any question of yours will you answer mine?" Harry said in a very annoyed voice glaring at the boy. Hiei opened one eye again and look at him. "I'm up here because my friends were annoying me, and you're probably receiving a lot of interrogations because as far as I know nobody knows who the heck you are. And you refuse to answer the simplest of questions." He growled.
"I am in no house; I came form Japan to study the teaching methods of your western teachers." Hiei said closing his eye. The boy never said anything about truthful answers. But this was a way to past the time and find out more information about the school. "Why were they annoying you?"
"They brokering like an old married couple." Harry said happy to finally be getting a conversation with this odd boy. "So he's Japanese, I'll have to remember that to tell Hermione later.' "What happened to the fly?"
"I lit it on fire. You and Snape don't get along?"
"Him and my dad didn't get along, and that hatred has been past down to me. Lit it on fire?" He asked confused looking at the quite boy who had yet to move.
"Eastern magic is different then here in the west." Hiei smirked slightly. "Is this Trelawney any good?"
"No, you'll be wasting your time here. Why did you come to Hogwarts to study Western Wizard magic?"
"Grandfather is an old friend of Dumbledore's." Hiei said drily repeating from his script."What is with the blond monkey?"
"Blond monkey… Oh, you mean Malfoy! Blond monkey, heh." He laughed to himself. "He's a git with a stick up his butt, that all the Slytherin follow as if he were a prince. You better watch out for him, after what you did this morning he'll be out to get you." He said glowering at the floor. "Nice insult by the way."
"Thank you. But I can take care of myself."
"So your grandfather knows Dumbledore?" A small bubble of hate rose Harry's chest at the thought of the old man , but it quickly subsided.
"Old family friend, he owed my grandfather a favor." Hiei said in a bored monotone voice. "Who was that girl with the monkey when he talked to Snape?"
"Pansy Parkinson, the other Slytherin prefect and practical Malfoy's girlfriend." Harry made a gagging sound as if he was about to be sick. "How does your grandfather know Dumbledore?"
"They met each other when Dumbledore was in Japan about seventy years ago, they traveled around together for a bit and have kept in contact ever since." Hiei lied. "What do you know about this Umbridge?"
"Nothing really, all I know is that she works for the Ministry of Magic and is basically here to spy on Dumbledore." Harry said shrugging looking over Hiei who still hadn't move an inch. He stretched and laid down on the landing. "What are your parents like?"
"Dead. What's this Grubbly-Plank like?"
"I'm sorry to hear that," Harry answered sounding genially sorry. "Well she's alright I guess, but she's not the usual Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Hargid is." He was about to ask what happened to his parents but thought better of it. "What are your friends like in… Japan was it?"
"Yes," Hiei thought of the other members of the rekai tantei, they were, he guessed what a human would call... friends… well they were the only people he knew, the fox was the only one he would possibly consider to actually call a friend... well… was. "The baka is an idiot, the fox is to smart for his own good, the detective is a lucky fool, and the onna is a bubble headed nuisance." He said after thinking them over for a minute. "Who's Hargid?"
Harry was looking over Hiei slightly confused by the boy's description of his friends… and the names by which he referred to them as. "Baka? Fox? What? Are those real names?" He asked looking at the boy blankly.
"Answer my question first." Hiei said annoyed glaring at Harry. "Never mind, looks like our little game is over."
"What do you mean by that?" But his question was answered by the bell. He watched as Hiei got up and pulled down the sliver ladder that led to Sibyll Trelawney's classroom and ascend it.
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Translations:
Hebi: snake
Sensei: honorific for teachers and Professors
1. As I said before I am going hand in hand mostly with the Harry Potter book for the HP characters, so if I mention something that I didn't mention in the story then it happened exactly as it did in the book and I didn't feel like writing out what was happening. This story is about Hiei!!!! Their just mostly side characters and have their own book!!!!
- The bedroom: I was sort of torn about what I should do with Hiei's bedroom. I wanted to keep to the whole Hiei liking trees more then the bed because that seems highly plausible. And Dumbledore being the smart old wizard with inside Hiei information would want to think of a way to keep the little demon in the castle while not forcing him to sleep in a bed. So I closed my eyes and just went with whatever came to mind!!! Hope you all like!
- Counting hours: Childish I know, but sadly, that's how I do it sometimes.
- Honor Code: I believe during the whole thing in Maze Castle Kurama mentions Hiei's complex honor code, but I'm not sure it that was it because I don't own the DVD's to check. But this my little branching off it a bit.
- Baby sitting: If it seems to good to be true, it usually is. For you and for Hiei. But this is required for things to come, and for things you will hopefully enjoy.
- Last name: What can I say? I didn't know what to use!!!
- 20 questions: I was bored, and was watching House the night before, the episode with the "Vegetated State Guy." This may be the start of a trend. I'm not sure though.
- Dumbledore's reasoning for allowing Hiei to stay at the school: …………. Should I reveal the reason?
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sniffsniff I'm so happy! Seven review!!! And I check and my story has gotten over 400 hits!!! Some people need to review…. Thank you so much for those of you who did!!!!! Hugs for everyone!!!! Today was the last day of my junior year, so now I have the whole summer to write I hope will be able to write more and post about two times a week. I had planned for this chapter to be a bit longer, but when I thought about, DADA is going to take a whole chapter, so that's coming next time. And now a shout out to my reviewers!!!
ShibuNoNeko: You're welcome! Now get ready to do your happy dance, there will be no main OCs the only OC that you may be seeing some of is Mr. Albino and that's not for a long time. Thanks for reviewing.
Sreiviper: Yeah you're right, Hiei's third eye is called a Jagan, I'm amazed I didn't catch that type-o before posting. (sigh) O's and A' look to much alike in lower case you know? As you can tell, Hiei is dealing with the 'fitting in' issue in the casual Hiei way. () And about Draco, I'm going to try and keep him in character, so no overly niceness or evilness you wouldn't see in the fifth book. Draco will always be the Draco he was meant to beto the best of my ability…)Thanks for reviewing.
Rose of Shadows: I'm happy you enjoyed chapter two! You're really making the fanart though? Awesome!!! I have a fan art!!! LOL I wanna see it! You have to put up a website so I can see it or something.hehe) Thanks for reviewing.
AkunoHikari: Sorry to say, or happy to say, whichever one fits you, there will be no OC pairings. I have learned that if you put a main original character in a story things will end badly for you. So never again! But I'm glad you like the story! Thanks for reviewing.
NearVastPreace: I'm happy you like the story. The demon sword that Hiei stole is called the "Shadow Sword" at least that's what's it's called in English, I don't know about the Japanese name. But yeah that was one of my ideals too. But I still like my Kurama's magical garden theory… I'm sort of tempted to write a one-shot about that… lol Thanks for reviewing.
Jessica: Is this fast enough for you? Thanks for reviewing.
Yaoi loving Angel: Your welcome, and thanks for reviewing!