So... New chapter. Yay me. I'd usually be thrilled but I kind feel crappy right now. My head hurts and my sides are cramping up for no reason other than the fact that they just can. So yeah, not my best today.

It took me longer than I expected to write this, I guess I just got distracted a lot. Oh well, it's done now so good for me.

I don't own Bleach or Harry Potter.

Oh yeah, warning: Karkaroff and Krum bashing. Sorta. I don't like either of them so there. It's not serious bashing, Ichigo just hates them and doesn't hide it.


The Potions classroom went from dead silent to yelling within seconds of Snape releasing them. The whole class, minus Toshiro and Ichigo, raced out of the dungeon classroom as fast as they possibly could, making for the entrance of the school. Ichigo and Toshiro stared at the door where the last student had just vanished and gave each other dumbfounded looks. They got up from their seats and made their way leisurely to the front entrance. They made their way through the massive crowd already formed in front of the school and walked so they were as far from the entrance as possible, where no one else was standing because of how far away it was.

"I wonder how they're getting here." Toshiro mused, wondering if they would be taking the train like Hogwarts students did.

Ichigo just shrugged, he didn't really care how they got here, he just wanted them to get it over with so he could go on with his day. He heard a faint noise coming from somewhere near the lake and turned to face it. He could faintly see a shape approaching, bobbing up and down in the air. "Think that's one of them?" He pointed out the shape to Toshiro who narrowed his eyes to try and see it clearer.

"Maybe. Wonder which one."

"What are the schools again? I wasn't really listening when Dumbledore told us about them."

Toshiro shook his head at his companion, Ichigo really didn't pay any attention to things that didn't interest him. "Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. Durmstrang is somewhere up north, like Norway or something and Beauxbatons is in France I believe. I think it's Beauxbatons coming now, I doubt Durmstrang would come in a carriage."

Ichigo looked again and saw that it was a carriage, pulled by a team of huge winged horses. One of the other students had finally noticed and yelled out, pointing to the carriage as it dipped perilously close to the lake before rising and becoming level with the front courtyard. People cried out as the carriage landed, banging into the ground a few times before coming to a halt. Now that the carriage was closer Ichigo was surprised at how big it was, it was almost the size of a small house. He was shocked when a huge woman, even taller than Hagrid exited the carriage before her students, making the carriage shake when her weight left it. Ichigo immediately ignored the students in blue robes and focused on the horses, they were amazing; at least twice his height with glowing red eyes, they were palominos with white wings that were folded over their backs. They snorted restlessly and pawed the ground, shaking their heads.

Toshiro glanced at his companion, noticing the shaking, "Restrain yourself Ichigo. You'll scare the students if you just walk up to them, give them a few minutes." He was pleased when Ichigo offered a tense nod and waited until the huge woman, the Headmistress apparently, was talking to Hagrid about caring for the beasts before he approached them.

Ichigo walked up to the head horse, completely relaxed but prepared for anything the horses might do. He ignored the shouts of warning as he stood in front of the huge beast and it shook its massive head, baring its teeth. He stared into those fiery eyes, not yielding in the slightest even when the Abraxan stallion pulled its head back and pawed the ground threateningly. He noticed it about to rear back and narrowed his eyes at it, releasing the smallest amount of his reiatsu and focusing it in his eyes, intensifying his glare. The horse froze for an instant, startled, before relaxing its muscles and dropping its head, eyes closed in submission. Ichigo reached up and scratched the flying horse's forehead before stroking its cheek. He smirked and pivoted on his heel, making his way back to Toshiro as if nothing had happened. Toshiro raised an eyebrow at him but Ichigo just smirked even more before looking away with a bored expression.

The crowd was silent. They had all seen the transfer approach the huge beast and make it submit to him. He seemed to put no effort into it and acted like he hadn't done anything important. Abraxans were very proud beasts, like most magical creatures, and did not submit easily. They were very strong which made them even harder to tame but the strange transfer had managed it. And then he had walked away with a little amused look, as if he had just been curious as to what would happen.

Madame Maxine, the Beauxbatons Headmistress, and Hagrid were even more astounded, they knew full well how proud Abraxans were and how hard it was to tame them because of it. They did not know who this boy was, other than the slight knowledge Hagrid had of him because of classes, and did not know how he had managed such a feat. Hagrid decided he was going to talk to the boy later to find out how he had made the horse submit, it was not in the Care of Magical Creatures textbook and he wanted to know how he had known what to do. He led the team of horses away, the first one hesitating slightly and looking over at Ichigo before he nodded and it allowed itself to be lead away.

The attention was finally taken off Ichigo when there was a loud sound coming from the lake and the crowd turned to see a ship coming out of the lake, strangely front first before the front fell to the water and the now upright ship approached the docks. The Durmstrang students, which they must be considering their thick fur trimmed cloaks, came up the bank lead by a gruff man with a beard. While he greeted Dumbledore there were loud whispers and fingers pointed at one student, a stern looking boy who stood near his Headmaster.

Toshiro and Ichigo managed to figure out from the scattered bits of conversation they could hear that the boy was some sort of sports player. Toshiro didn't see what was so important about an athlete, he wondered if the boy was any good at magic; it seemed to be more important in survival than being good at games. Toshiro had of course seen some students practicing for the wizard sport Quiddich, mostly before Dumbledore had announced the Triwizard Tournament, and didn't see what the big deal was. It was apparently very popular in the wizard world but Toshiro had never been fond of sports, he wasn't bad at them, he was rather good, he just didn't see the point. Being able to fight was much more important than past times for entertainment. He glanced up at Ichigo and smirked at the incredibly bored look on his face, knowing that his partner had the same feelings towards sports as he.

The shinigamis followed the students into the Great Hall, waiting until they were all in so they wouldn't be crowded, and separated. Ichigo ignored the Durmstrag students sitting at the Slytherin table and made his way to his usual spot, at the very end at the front of the room with his back to the wall. He liked his seat since it was more private and he wasn't surrounded by people, he could also get out easier if need be. He didn't appreciate the increased volume of the Hall, it had already been too loud before the tournament began. He sighed as he waited for the food to appear, ignoring the other students sitting around him. Several students noticed his complete disinterest of the other school students and began to talk about it with their neighbors.

Ichigo was only half listening as Dumbledore formally welcomed the other schools, just staring down at his plate waiting for the food to appear. He smirked at the outcries when Dumbledore announced the age line that would keep out students under a certain age. Not that he would have a problem with it, if he was going to enter, which he wasn't. He could already tell his workload was going to increase because of the increase of people in the school. Hollows would likely be attracted, since now there were even more spiritually aware people in the grounds.

Dumbledore finally sat and the food appeared. Ichigo was pleasantly surprised to see a few Japanese dished sitting out, the Headmaster must have asked the house elves to make them. He snatched up the familiar dishes, which his housemates weren't touching since they were different, and tapped his fork with his wand, turning it into two metal chopsticks. He dug into his food, making those near him watch in fascination as he downed the food with the confusing looking implements. He ignored them, he wanted to enjoy the food of his homeland for as long as it was available. He snatched up one of his favorite foods and downed it, the boy next to him finally upping the courage to talk, "What is that?"

Ichigo looked up, it was actually one of the boys in his year, he had asked him for help in Defense at one point. "Unagi." At his confused look, Ichigo explained, "Eel." The boy looked disgusted and Ichigo huffed, he didn't act like that when he didn't like their food, "It's good. Don't knock it till you try it."

The boy looked slightly abased but still gave the food a wide birth. Ichigo just shrugged and took it for himself, no use wasting good food on those who wouldn't appreciate it. He glanced up and spotted a bowl of miso at the Ravenclaw table and got up to walk over. He tapped one girl on the shoulder, a Beauxbatons, not that he cared, and asked "Are you going to eat that?" gesturing at the bowl in front of her.

She looked surprised at his sudden presence but shook her head, handing him the bowl. She smiled at him once and he just grunted, his expression not changing in the slightest.

He nodded his head at her in thanks and returned to his table, not noticing he amazed look he was getting from more than a few students for approaching one of the prettiest Beauxbatons students. He had apparently talked to Fleur Delacour who was rumored to be half Veela, an enticing race who caused people to be attracted to them with ease.

He didn't really notice that she was that pretty, she was surely above average but he didn't really care all that much about it. He personally thought Toshiro was way cuter than she was; his fluffy white hair and his deep teal eyes were gorgeous. He smirked at the flabbergasted expression on the boy sitting next to him before helping himself to the miso, what was it with these people and staring?

Ichigo was just finishing his food when he sensed a presence, someone was watching him. More intensely than the normal students. He whipped around and locked eyes with Igor Karkaroff, Headmaster of Durmstrang. Ichigo narrowed his eyes at the man, he did not like the look in his eyes.

I don' like this guy. He ain't right.

Yeah I agree with you. Something's off with him. I'm gonna stay away from him if I can but if he approaches me with less than sincere intentions I won't deal with it. He allowed a touch of his hollow energy to be released, causing his eyes to turn the poisonous gold while his sclera turned black. He smiled one of his hollow smiles, one full of bloodlust, and enjoyed the man's reaction of reeling back and almost falling out of his chair. He wondered if this man was an acquaintance of Snape, they had the same reaction. He smirked again as he allowed his eyes to return to normal. He got up and turned to leave just to almost walk into Viktor Krum, the athlete from earlier.

The boy was clearly displeased; Ichigo guessed he had seen Karkaroff's reaction. He didn't know what Ichigo had done to scare the Headmaster, but he had frightened him none-the-less. He scowled at Ichigo, who was actually a few inches taller than the boy although was thinner. "What did you do to our Headmaster?" He had incredibly thick accent that was slightly difficult to understand but Ichigo managed.

He grinned down at the boy, "He was staring at me, I made him stop."

Krum just scowled even more. Ichigo tried to sidestep him, deciding that he was done with the conversation since there was nothing more to be said, but Krum grabbed his arm, slightly surprised at the solid muscle under his hand. "You leave our Headmaster alone."

Ichigo snarled, and decided he was done being nice to the guests. He whipped around in an instant, breaking out of Krum's hold easily and grabbing one of his arms with his right hand, he threw him over his shoulder. He watched as the athlete flew a few feet before crashing to the ground before he sauntered over. He leant down and hissed, "I didn't do anything to your precious Headmaster. He was the one bothering me by staring. Get your facts straight before you go laying your hands on people, especially if those people can kick your ass easily." He smirked as the boy started to get to his feet, about to retort. Ichigo's eyes turning to the unnatural yellow on black silenced him and ichigo turned and walked out, ignoring the stares and chattering of the people he passed.

He spotted Toshiro shaking his head at the Griffindor table and turned to grin at him, flashing his eyes again to the yellow on black that belonged to his hollow. The students who saw his eyes flinched but he ignored them, heading back to his dorm for the night. He heard his hollow agreeing with his treatment of Karkaroff and Krum as he fell asleep, this was going to be a pain.


So... yeah... Review please?

I don't really have any plans for next chapter other than having all the different students putting their names in the cup.

I couldn't resist making Ichigo overpower the horses, I did that in another of my fics but I made Ichi likes animals in this so it just fit. Plus he's got a lot of internal power so that would help.

And yeah, see? Karkaroff and Krum bashing. Sort of. They annoy Ichi so he uses his hollow eyes.

Comment please. Suggestions for next chapter? Tell me what you like/don't like? Criticism is welcome as long as it is constructive criticism, not I'm-gonna-tear-your-heart-out-with-my-words-because-this-is-so-bad criticism.

I think I need to sleep now. Goodbye.