If Mika was displeased with Yuu's behaviour in their first class together towards his godfather, then he did a good job at concealing it. And while Kimizuki kept shooting worried and cautious looks over at the pair of them as they walked to their Flying Lesson in silence, Yuu didn't feel bothered at all. They're brothers through and through, and brothers often have disagreements. This is no different and neither Yuu nor Mika felt awkward nor bothered by the lack of conversation occurring between them.

Despite the sheer size of Hogwarts grounds, the group managed to find their way to the allocated area for their flying lessons on time. The group instantly splitting off, with Kimizuki grabbing Yuu's robes and dragging him towards the rest of the Gryffindor's as Mika silently made his way over to the Slytherin's. If the three ex-soldiers had to describe the situation they were in as they awaited the arrival of their Professor, it'd be tense and awkward. Despite the already divided group and the fair amount of space between the two groups, a thick and heavy tension hung over them. Regardless of the fact that neither Yuu, Mika nor Kimizuki cared about their House, or the silly rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin, they still held similar feelings as if they were being dragged into something they wish to take no part in.

Despite this, neither could speak up nor take action. Not yet at least. From firsthand experience, they knew, better than probably anyone here, that teamwork is essential to survive and to succeed in battle. Even Yuu and Mika had to admit it, put aside their grudges and team up with the enemy to help overcome challenges ahead of them. They know better than anyone what could happen when lack of teamwork is involved. So, despite the petty rivalry and prejudice that are born during ones time here and which, unfortunately, continue to manifest throughout ones adult life; neither of the ex-soldiers will dismiss their teamwork and family-like ties for the sake of keeping others ignorant of their situation. If push comes to shove, they will dismiss their little mission of remaining incognito and band together. Even if their true identities are revealed and suspicion and distrust be casted upon them.

Because in all of their minds, the Wizarding World can go stick their small-minded like minds back up their asses if they're unable to go to far as to accept their bonds from their previous life and rather unique ways of living that have passed on with them.

"Attention, everyone!"

The ex-soldier's provided their attention instantaneously, their eyes meeting startling gold and hawk-like features before the rest of the students ended their conversations and divided their attention to their Professor.

"My name is Madam Hooch, and I am your flying instructor. Well, what are you waiting for? I want everyone to stand on the right hand side of your brooms. Come on, hurry up." Instructed Madame Hooch, and one thing the group noticed was how fast paced she seemed; everything from her walking paced, right down to her quick tongue and speech.

The group complied quickly, while majority of the student body took their time following her instructions, almost sluggishly as they stepped over their brooms to the left hand side. A few taking a second to work out which is left before mimicking their classmates.

"Stick your right hand over the broom, and say 'up'." To further demonstrate, especially to the few she caught having trouble distinguishing what's left and right, Madame Hoochi held out her right arm.

Yuu looked down at his broom with slight interest, the command slipping from his lips without a second thought.

"Up!"

The broom flew up, smacking against his skin, the force nearly sending his smaller body staggering before he quickly caught his balanced. Around him, feeble choruses of "up!" sounded around him, though a few who weren't caught his attention more than the others who had less luck than him. Beside him, Kimizuki stood straight, broom in his right hand as he watched others fail around him with a stoic expression. Yuu doesn't doubt for a minute that he had no trouble getting his broom to listen to him; knowing firsthand how commanding Kimizuki can be and how serious he takes his work.

Yuu's gaze lefts Kimizuki's figure before trailing over to his next interest across the field, instantly locking onto a comforting sight of wavy blonde hair. Mika, much like himself and Kimizuki, stood stoic amongst his classmates, his broom clutched in his right hand as his eyes wandered over both Slytherin's and Gryffindor's alike, a slight frown pulling at his features as he glanced that the pathetic attempts.

Yuu didn't need to follow his line of sight to know how the rest of their classmates are fairing. Just by hearing the still loud choruses of "up's" can Yuu take a guess that they're doing badly. But it wasn't just the still large remaining number of students attempting to command their brooms, it was mainly the pathetic excuse of commands coming out of their mouths that made Yuu internally cringe. In fact, they couldn't even be called commands, most of them sound like questions, as if asking the broom permission, or trying to coax it into obeying them.

Over five minutes later, majority finally got their brooms, and those who hadn't yet attempted to sneakily bend down and grab it off of the ground during the brief moments Madame Hooch's hawk like gaze left them.

"Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it."

"I thought we were gone from the stereotypical witch riding brooms." Mumbled Yuu as he reluctantly mounted his broom, a look of discomfort obvious on his features as his face flushed red. Looking around him, Yuu was disheartened to see that neither Kimizuki or Mika looked anywhere near as uncomfortable as him; in fact, Yuu would go so far as to say that they know what to do.

"Stupid Telephone Pole, growing up in a wizarding family." Grumbled Yuu.

"Something you wish to share, Mr Potter?"

Yuu's gaze snapped up, locking onto piercing gold before quickly shaking his head.

"N-no."

"Good, now pay attention." She snapped, turning on her heel as she walked back down the rows. "Now, grip your broom tightly. You don't want to be sliding off of the end. When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard. Keep your brooms steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down."

Yuu subconsciously tightened his grip on his broom, his expression portraying one of lack of interest much like his friend's. However, internally, he was really to follow her instructions the moment she blew the whistle. Curiosity and uncertainty lightly bubbling underneath his skin at the thought of even hovering above ground.

"On my whistle. Three, two, one."

The whistle sounded, and Yuu instantly pushed hard off of the ground, being mindful not to put too much strength behind his legs and he kicked off. Yuu half expected to just fall back to the ground and embarrass himself in front of everyone, and yet he was also surprised when he remained afloat; hovering about a metre in the air. Interesting enough, himself, Mika and Kimizuki were the only ones who had followed Madame Hooch's instructions instantaneously, the rest of the students hesitant to do so as they took a second longer to follow through.

The longer Yuu hung in the air, the more uncomfortable he felt. Either boys just suffer more or he's sitting wrong because the longer he sat there hovering in the air, the more Yuu wished for things to hurry along so that he can land. Masking his discomfort, Yuu looked at every face, male and female alike, and noticed many appear discomforted, though there were a small few who did not. Much like himself, Mika and Kimizuki did not appear uncomfortable; though Yuu has an inkling suspicion that he'll have to inquire about broom riding to them at a later date.

"Good, now everyone lean forward slightly and touch back down." Called Madame Hooch, having walked to the top of the line to give many some space for their landing. Yuu did as instructed, being quick to dismount his broom the moment his feet touched the ground. However, he was quickly stopped in his tracks by the quick-speaking Madame Hooch.

"What do you think you're doing, Mr Potter? Mount your broom! We're not even half way through your flying lessons."

Yuu balked, internally groaning before reluctantly mounting his broom once more; ignoring the questioning looks he was receiving from his classmates as Madame Hooch continued with the lesson.

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Turns out that he was mounting it wrong after all. After their flying lessons, Yuu wasted no time inquiring about it to Mika and Kimizuki before they could split off at lunch. Of course, Yuu didn't outright state the problem, merely choosing his words wisely as he inquired about their flying lessons.

"Everyone rides their brooms wrong the first few times. My brothers and myself have all done so when we first started learning back home." Answered Kimizuki, "You get used to it after a while and adjust, but I'm sure Madame Hooch will cover it during lessons. To be truthful, we learned on our own back home, so I have no idea if it's the correct way or not."

Yuu silently turned his gaze onto Mika.

"I… I kind of taught myself as well." Admitted Mika.

"Huh? I thought your father would've hired some trainer or something." Said Kimizuki, his voice quizzed and devoid of any bite.

Mika shook his head, "Just because I'm a Malfoy doesn't mean I get whatever I want. While I'm sure if I asked I could, but my father rarely pays any time for family. I'd be surprised if he ever planned a family outing."

"Family's like the Malfoy's often think of their status and image before their own family." Replied Kimizuki almost bitterly. Mika hummed to himself before replying, Kimizuki's comment seemingly stinging him.

"It doesn't matter. Because my name will always be Mikaela Hyakuya, and no amount of reincarnation will change that."

Both Yuu and Kimizuki regarded Mika, the looming grand entrance to the Great Hall slowly enlarging as they approached closer. Before the pair walked through the entrance, Kimizuki spared Mika one last comment before splitting off.

"With a family like yours, I don't blame you."

If Mika heard him, which Yuu can guarantee he did, he chose to ignore the comment. His back remaining turned, his movement fluid, not once pausing for the briefest of milliseconds at showing any recognition of ever hearing the comment. But while let his gaze remain on Mika for a tad bit longer, catching the subtle movements of his brother, Kimizuki replicated Mika's actions. It was during this brief and subtle exchange of words and actions did Yuu suddenly feel lost; the familiar feeling of being left out on something vital drawing closer in his mind. At this point, Yuu is already well aware that both Mika and Kimizuki, along with Yoichi, were all born to "pure-blood" wizarding families, having grown up around the oddness and little quirks of this divided world and have grown accustom to it.

Yuu is also well aware that the Weasley's and Malfoy's do not get along, from what he's heard, and both his comrades are born into those families. He knows, as clear as day, that he can rely on them and trust them to not let such pitiful family feud to get in the way of such trust and friendship; hard earned trust, respect and friendship that has been strongly woven and bonded through years of blood, sweat and tears. But their families is what leads Yuu to feeling this almost rare emotion. He has next to no knowledge of their families, of who they are and what they're like, the power and impact they have on this world and how the rest of the population often view them. Such simple things they are, but to Yuu, having such basic understandings of one's family is nearly vital. Because, if the situation were ever to be called for, Yuu might need to come to a decision in who to trust with what. And given his supposed fame and destiny, such information is definitely vital n his opinion.

Sure, he could always trust the comrades; his family. But even Yuu knows that due to their upbringing, their opinion in some way will be biased and different. It pained him, in a way, to admit to such things; even if internally, never to reach the ears of his friends. But even so, a nagging feeling in the back of his mind tells him that his friends probably wouldn't disagree with them. They were smart, but overall, they were not afraid to admit their weaknesses in front of each other. And it's obvious that their weakness is their upbringing in this divided world.

Seating themselves, Yuu's attention was attracted to the clutter of noise that blanketed them, rather than it being focused on the array of colourful and wonderfully smelling foods in front of him. The loudest of their table, nearly on par with the Weasley twin's chanting and obnoxious singing, were the first years; excitedly chatting away about their first lessons and what they thought. Many whispered about the intimidating Snape, while others joked and laughed at odd happenings that occurred in their class. Yuu remained silent, almost robotically collecting his food, majority of his attention drawn to the obnoxious conversations playing around him. It was only then did he realise that the Gryffindor table seemed to boom more in noise level than any other table.

The Hufflepuff table conversed at a relatively relaxed manner, many first years too shy to start up conversations with their fellow classmates. The Ravenclaw table, however, was nearly the exact opposite. Students of all year levels chatted animatedly; many younger students conversing with older students about their classes. The Slytherin table, however, was an odd yet different mixture of both.

Students there conversed quietly to themselves, some loud and boisterous while others meek and reserved. However, what keenly drew in Yuu's attention, aside from Mika, was the way they spoke to one other and with who. Many older students spoke to those who appeared more confident, while others regarded some with criticising eyes as if deciding whether they're worth their time. Of course, there were some there that seemingly didn't care for their judgmental stares and excitedly spoke to their classmates without a care in the world. Yuu casted his mind back to the sorting hat, remembering the voice that spoke beside his ear as it contemplated which House was best suited for him. Maybe they were closely sorted into Gryffindor? Yet, a more simplistic answer came to mind.

They weren't Purebloods. On his first ever school day being fully exposed to the wizarding world, Yuu is already able to pick apart the difference between a pureblood and a muggleborn; the differences subtle yet vast, and being reunited with his friends has helped broaden his mind a little. In muggle society, one doesn't necessary hold a child of higher standards above themselves, and will often treat them as an equal or, depending on the "special" child, will clash with them. Purebloods, however, especially in wizarding society, expect those of lower class to practically bow at their feet and realise just how much they resemble dirt.

Of course, saying that every pureblood and muggleborn is like that would be extremely biased. Yuu knows that not everyone is like that, and merely taking a look at Kimizuki, Yoichi and Mika is a classic example that not all pureblooded wizards and witches are bigots and snobbish. But when one looked at the Slytherin table, and sometimes even the Ravenclaw table, one could easily point out who is a Pureblood and who isn't. For muggleborns, even half-bloods, tend to hold a cautious aura when around those who hold themselves higher than others. It was weird, in a way, because despite how similar the two worlds are, the wizarding world was scarily old fashioned; and it sucked because Yuu would be the weird one if he did anything he considered normal. Yes, the amount of half-bloods and muggleborns are probably higher than the amount of purebloods attending this school, but while the others try and fit in, he'd stick out like a sore thumb for displaying what he'd classify as normal.

Then again, his version of normal is a bit whacked out in comparison to the norm in this muggle world.

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News of the sudden robbery in Wizarding Britain's most secure and heavily protected bank unsettled many. But while many pondered over the how, Yuu was more set on the suspicious fact that nothing was taken. Having talked this over with Kimizuki during lunch, Yuu had discovered that he shared similar suspicions on the robbery.

"Wizards don't simply send their money to Gringott's to be protected, they send all kinds of riches and antiques. As odd as it seems, many pureblooded families store their gold, jewels, and even valuable metals and items; many which would be worth a fortune. So the fact that the robber took nothing is highly suspicious; especially with the great amount of effort, planning, and time they would've taken to successfully break in."

Yes, Yuu, along with Kimizuki, and judging by the furrowed eyebrows from both Yoichi and Mika, all think of this new development as highly suspicious. And unfortunately, none of the other students seemed interested in this as they still continued on the "how" aspect.

Regardless, Yuu pushed the rather unsettling news to the back of his mind, he and Kimizuki heading to their Charm's class with Yoichi; the only class they have together with the Hufflepuff's. So additionally, the three became rather close-knitted, Yoichi sitting in the middle of Yuu and Kimizuki in the middle long row of joined desks.

The lesson was quite interesting, if Yuu said so himself. The charms they were learning, while somewhat redundant, were interesting to learn; and to top it off, their Professor was half Goblin. Though while Yuu already held a slight fascination with their midget Professor, one who'd be half of Shinoa's height, his fascination soon draining away when he squealed and toppled over the stack of books when he called out Yuu's name. Overall, the lesson wasn't as boring as he expected it to be, but there is one tiny little problem; and it comes in the form of a first year girl by the name Hermione Granger.

In Yuu's opinion, she's annoying, obnoxious, and brags too much about the tomes she's read and the spells she's learned ahead of time. But at the same time, she was helpful; in a unique sort of obnoxious way. Yuu couldn't decide if she was purposely annoying or if it was just an attitude problem that she's unaware of. Regardless, it seems Yuu isn't the only one who shared this opinion of her. To Yoichi's right, Kimizuki was making a vital effort to completely drone her out, his sharp gaze solely set on perform the spell correctly. All the while Hermione had nudged herself between Kimizuki and Yoichi in an act of kindness, through her eyes, to help Yoichi to perform the spell correctly. Giving him rather blunt tips on the way he's mispronouncing the spell and correcting his wand movements. All the while Yoichi nervously smiled, the smile just reaching his eyes as he obediently nodded and did as instructed. Yuu felt a great deal of sympathy for Yoichi.

Yuu will admit, at least to himself, that Hermione Granger knows what she's doing, despite this being her first ever Charm class and having just started schooling. Internally, Yuu was impressed with Hermione being able to perform the spell correctly within her first go, and having intrusted Yoichi just enough for him to cast the spell perfectly on his second go with her by his side. Reluctantly, Yuu followed her instructions, pretending he listened to none of what she'd said and acted as if he'd casted the spell correctly all along. A slight twitch of his brow was a sure indication of how he felt over the matter; having not performed the spell correctly until he followed through with Hermione's instructions. And judging by the stony expression from Kimizuki, Yuu took a hunch that he was going through a similar turmoil.

Eventually, class ended and the small group of three silently made their way out of their Charm's classroom, the three taking extra precaution to giving Hermione extra space as they travelled between classes. As Yuu repeated, rather adamantly in his mind; that Hermione was just a little too nosy for her own good, and having someone younger than you be more knowledgeable than them over the simplest of things was kind of a low blow to the system. Especially once you add on their military training. Of course, no one knows that. No one, not even Dumbledore, knows that while there body is that of eleven year olds, their souls and minds are that of twenty seven year old veterans.

But when one dismissed the negative and disconcerting thoughts, Yuu was enjoying his time at Hogwarts thus far. Before the virus, Yuu had never really experienced a normal school life devoid of anything military and vampires. During his previous life, school wasn't his top priority, the Vampire Extermination Squad being his ambitious goals ever since Guren took him under his wing. Even when he had to attend classes before he got his Demon Weapon, he still didn't take it completely seriously. But this, this was strangely warming. It was normal. And it felt strange, the prospect of being given another chance at a normal life, a life neither he nor his family got to live.

Of course, this was all well and good when one also dismissed Voldemort and the murder of his parents out of the equation, but Yuu was willing to push that bit of information to the back of his mind. Just this once, they can live a normal life. And while it's still rather disheartening that the Mika's vampirism has passed on with him, Yuu is willing to study the hell out of his schooling year and their library to find any information he can about vampirism.

If they're lucky, then maybe there's still hope for them.