DISCLAIMER : There is nothing taken out of the authors original plot within my fan-fic.

Authors Note: Wow…I am embarrassed. It's been…literally FOREVER since I have updated this story. So…for those I have let down here I go again!

Hisakata sighed inwardly, as she walked up to the Gryffindor tower. She was of course excused from the homework, much to the ignorance of all the other students but Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Ever since the incident in the tower more then two months ago, Ron had a habit of avoiding being alone with Hisakata…Harry was sympathetic to her, for he knew all about fighting for your life at such a young age, and Hermione pestered her with questions of her realm, eager to know everything. She was annoyed by all of them at times…nothing had changed besides the fact they now knew what she was and what was going on. Her emerald eyes flickered in slight anger as she saw Ron make a V-turn in the common room, waiting for Hermione alone, and pretend to study a candleholder on the bookshelf by him. She slammed her books down on a table and stalked towards him angrily. She could see his face grow even paler then what it already was and she pushed his shoulder roughly.

"Baka!" She yelled. Ron opened his mouth in protest.

"What?" He demanded. She let a small hiss escape her lips.

"You know what. Pathetic. Your still Harry's friend though he has someone after him! Why is so different about me? I may be from a different realm but I am not a monster! I am not some sort of alien!" She stormed back to her books and touched them, making them appear on her bed upstairs and then stormed out of the common room to the practice class Dumbledore had specially fixed up for her on the third floor, left side corridor not turning back to see if Ron had reacted at all.

Hisakata threw her kimono off, her long waist length hair floating in her angry aura. She closed her eyes and got a hold of herself, and her temper. Gradually her skin began to glow, a bright but soft pearly color, and her eyes turning into a soft gold. Long ebony hair turned silver and grew, and her bare body began to float into the air, her soft-featured face tilted up. Elongated hair float about her and Hisakata felt a release of pressure on her magic as she landed down on her feet gently, standing in the true vision of herself. She looked into the long mirror that stood directly before her and studied it silently…her body shimmered and a robe formed about her. One could call it a celestial robe but that would not be a hundred percent correct. Rough linen from the realm of earth, no matter how much the cloth was enchanted by wizarding hands, could not touch her body while she was letting her powers relax. The cloth had to be summoned, and Hisakata had conjured quite a beautiful crimson robe, with her naturally glowing skin standing out pleasantly. Her long silver hair reached her knees now and she was ready to begin her practice session.

And practice she would have if not for the loud crash at the door that caused her to turn around rapidly, firing off a shot of energy from her hand at it. She saw a figure run down the corridor and her mind flashed blankly. She shot out after the figure, floating calmly. She knew it was not Eiri, for she would have been attacked by now, during the transformation. She floated quickly along, her skin casting light down the darkening stone hall. She was angrier now. Someone was spying and she intended to make it VERY clear that was to stop.

Strings of soft starlight erupted out of her fingertips and raced forward, looping around the shadowed figure that was fleeing from her quickly. The person fell and she snapped the light strings back, dangling the figure in front of her upside down. A small gasp escaped from her lips once she saw who the culprit was and she frowned.

"Ron?" She asked quietly. Ron's pale face gulped and struggled while dangling upside down.

"I wanted to say sorry…" he choked out and Hisakata released him. He looked at her wide eyed and terrified. "I dropped the lantern in surprise when I opened the door I saw you go into. I-I am sorry." He stuttered and Hisakata turned away from him embarrassed.

"Its fine." She mumbled in irritation. She helped him up and pointed. "You had better be going unless you're going to help me practice." She smiled at him tensely and Ron's eyes widened.

"Sure." He said and Hisakata was taken back for a moment. She nodded in silence, and lead him back to the room to show him, only a few of the tricks that she held up her sleeve.