A/N: Ulquiorra's coming back baby! Woo!

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Mission Log:

Time: October 31, 12:00 pm

Place: Entrance Hall

Status: On schedule; Potter still under surveillance

Previously on Bleached Magic:

Harry awoke with a gasp. Breathing deeply he only had one thought in mind.

Onna...

Time passed, and before they knew it it was Halloween. The Golden Group was excited since today was also the first Hogsmeade trip of the year. Harry was particularly releived. He hoped the trip would clear his head. With classes, kidou, relationship issues, and the dreams, he was looking forward to the trip.

Harry's dreams hadn't stopped and in fact bombarded his head even more. Every time he even dozed off, they plagued his head. He was getting freaked out. His perspective on the world was gradually changing, things he once held dear seemed to become less important. Namely Ginny. He kept subconsciously comparing her to the woman in his dreams, and Ginny paled in comparison to her.

The woman was still nameless, but he now had a clear view of what she looked like. Long waist length sunset hair, with two blue flower hairpins. Her hair was appealing to look at and easy on his eyes instead of the blinding red of Ginny's hair. Flawless pale skin compared to Ginny's freckles, and beautiful large violet gray eyes. She had a rather voluptuous body and wore a white dress with black lining and a Chinese collar, as well as some type of cape.

As well as this beautiful woman haunting him, he began looking at things much more logically. He was growing colder, more detached. Just last week...

"Harry look!" Ginny exclaimed, holding his hand as they were walking around the lake. He was oddly unsatisfied and secretly wished that it wasn't Ginny who was holding his hand but...

"What is it Ginny?" he asked instead.

"It's a robin! Isn't it cute!" She smiled happily. He looked at the bird. He didn't get it.

"What about it? It's just a robin. A animal that we see everyday that has no special significance except in meaningless poetry where it is used as a literary comparison." He looked down at Ginny.

She stared at him oddly.

"...What?"

It was worrying the others, he just knew it. Hopefully, he would figure out was was going on soon, though that was unlikely. Also, whenever someone or something did something to dissatisfaction he referred to them in his head as trash. Maybe the trip to Hogsmeade would clear his head.

"Oi Harry! You ready?" Ron called.

"Yes, please wait a moment. I will be with you shortly."

Oh, and he started talking like that. He just did it reflexively now.

Harry walked calmly towards Ron with his hands tucked in his jacket pockets and stopped before him.

"I'm ready to go now. Shall we meet the others?"

"Right." Ron said as they fell into a step. Ron chanced a look at Harry warily. He'd been acting oddly lately. Really odd. Ginny told him about the Robin Incident. Also he began talking differently, walking differently, using magic differently, eating differently...it was creeping Ron out. He held himself differently too. His posture was perfect and he always kept his hands in pockets. Always. His face was cool and indifferent. It was like he was an entirely different person. Ginny had told him that she was afraid he was losing interest in her too. Ron's eyes narrowed. If Harry thought about breaking his little sisters heart he had another thing coming. But still...Harry was so different...Ron was scared. He didn't want to lose his best friend.

They approached the others in the Entrance Hall. They were all there in their jackets and coats, except for Hitsugaya who was only wearing a long sleeved button down shirt. "I like the cold." He explained shortly. Rangiku-san was bouncing around giddily though.

"Uh, what's up Rangiku-san?" Ron asked warily.

"He's coming! I can't believe he's coming!" She exclaimed happily, still bouncing around.

"Who?"

"Her boyfriend." Hermione answered.

"Oh. What's his name?" Harry asked, in a moment of Harry-ness. Ron grinned. That was more like it. He used a contraction!

"Ichimaru Gin." Rangiku answered dreamily.

Now, you are probably wondering what's going on since last we heard, Gin was an evil bastard working for Aizen. In the Winter War however, when Tousen was distracted with Komamura and Hisgai, Gin used his Bankai and killed him. (A/N: I'm ignoring the latest manga chapter in favor of this story just so you know) He then tried to attack Aizen, but that didn't wok out so well, seeing as he's Aizen. After the War was over with the Soul Society as the winners and Gin was healed, the Gotei 13 offered his place as Squad 3 Captain back, seeing that he was the double agent that no one knew about.

Harry froze. Ichimaru Gin? In his minds eye, he saw a slender man. He had silver hair and eyes like a fox's. His wide grin was spread over his face in a mocking leer that immediately put him on edge. Like practically everyone else in his dreams, he was wearing white with black lining. Unlike the others, however, he wore a aqua sash around his waist. He shook his head and focused back on the conversation, eyes narrowed.

"Well, c'mon then." Hitsugaya said coolly "I am curious about this Hogsmeade village."

"Right!"

They headed into the village and pointed out all their favorite places to the bemused Shinigami.

"See that there? That's Zonko's Joke Shop. Great place!"

Ichigo turned to Renji and muttered "Make sure that Urahara never learns of that place. Ever."

"Agreed. That would be the end of the world."

"And that's Gladrags Wizardwear. Sell's some weird clothes."

"Ditto on that place for Ishida."

"And that Honeydukes the sweet shop."

"Double ditto on that place for Inoue."

Harry perked up at the mention of all the names they casually dropped in their conversation. Ishida? Urahara? Inoue?The last name sounded so familiar...like an old friend.

Onna...

"Gin!" Harry looked up to see Rangiku run towards a slender man. A slender man with silver hair and slit eyes and a wide grin. Harry's eyes widened. Ichimaru...Gin! It was the man he saw in his mind earlier...somehow. His eyes narrowed. Before he could blame his dreams on being just dreams, but now he knew for sure something was up.

Gin and Rangiku shared a long, passionate kiss. Long enough for Ichigo to clear his throat awkwardly to get their attention.

"Uhh...hi Gin. How's it going?"

"Ah, why hello there Ichigo." His voice was smooth and seductive with a teasing undertone. He spoke very politely though it was obviously meant to be taunting. Gin then noticed Harry and his grin disappeared to be replaced by a cute look of puzzlement.

"Well I'll be! Is that you Ulquiorra?"

Harry and Ron's eyes widened. That...that was what Ichigo called him on the second morning of school! Worse, Harry actually responded to the name, though he didn't say it was his.

"Sorry. You must be confused Ichimaru. I am not this Ulquiorra you speak of."

"Really? Ya sure sound like him. Eh, must be a coincidence. Or..." Ichimaru then got right in Harry's face with his eyes open. They were rather serious, and a dark blood red.

"Or maybe not." With that, he pulled away and the grin was latched firmly back on his face and he took Rangiku's hand.

"C'mon Ran-chan. I saw this cute little cafe down the way." Rangiku smiled and followed him cheerfully.

"Later Taicho!" Hitsugaya grunted.

"So...who wants to go to the Three Broomsticks? It's cold." They all agreed (excluding Hitsugaya) and headed off towards the cheerful pub. Ron went up to order their drinks while Ginny turned to Harry questioningly.

"What was that about Harry? It seemed like he knew you." Harry turned to glance at Ichigo. Ichigo looked at him seriously and his gaze sent a unspoken message.

Whatever you do, deny it. Deny EVERYTHING.

Harry turned away and said "I do not know what he was talking about Ginny. I have never met him before in this life."

Rukia gasped. Ichigo whirled towards him and Renji and Hitsugaya looked at him with wide eyes. Hermione was looking at him with a quirked eyebrow. "This life? What do you mean by that?"

Harry sat there vaguely confused. This life? He meant to say my life. Why did he say this? Suddenly, feeling detached from the world itself, he heard a voice. Cool and dark, it was a woman's voice.

'So close' it whispered

What? He wasn't in the Three Broomsticks anymore. He was in a dark cave. Water dripped from the stalactites hanging from the ceiling and fell into puddles in the ground or into the vast underground lake, shimmering in an unseen light. Stalagmites shot up from the ground and he bumped into one as he tried to find the woman's voice.

So...close. Just a bit further, my despairing child. Just a little more...

Who are you?!

He heard laughter. My name is...lksadjfkagj

What? I cannot hear you. Who are you?

No...you are not ready. Not yet. You cannot hear my name. Just a little longer...and the despair you feel will become your hope. And you will join once again with her.

Who? What are you talking about?

I am talking about the woman of course. The one with the power of the gods in her hands....

The voice faded away and black began to overcome his vision. He felt lightheaded. Someone was calling his name...but it wasn't his name. Not really. Before he blacked out, he saw her. The woman, in a tattered white dress, reaching for him desperately.

Are you scared, girl?

No, I'm not scared.

...Onna...Orhime.

He lost consciousness.

Mission Log:

Time: October 31, 2:30 pm

Place: The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade

Status: Undetermined; Potter has displayed odd behavior and vague knowledge of reincarnation cycle and has passed out. Will continue to observe and placing Potter under high alert

A/N: Okay! Murciélago makes her entrance. I thought it would be kinda funny to make Murciélago a girl. So, Harry's making the change to Ulquiorra pretty quickly now, thanks to Gin's little push. Review Please! They make me fuzzy inside.