Hi guys!

Oh and I've got to apologize I completely forgot about the little green man, Nai, last chapter, so let's just say he was with Harry the whole time riding on his shoulder, and was talking with Shiemi's greenman Ni when he was training... I can't believe I forgot about the little thing, and they're like my favourite type of Demon, there so damn cute and adorable. I will definitely remember him this chapter...

Some one asked if Amaimon aka James can still claim potter Lordship and save Padfoot, the answer to that is no because it was the vessel/host/ whatever-you-want-to-call-it that was the potter lord not Amaimon (plus all of the ministry would kick off otherwise) however they are going to save Padfoot, the ministry can't intervene with Exorcists after all...

I'm going to go over something real quick, this story is based of the anime not the manga so none of the illuminati stuff happened, Shima's still a good guy etc, however I will say that the impure king stuff (from the manga) still happened, just after the anime ended, because that was an awesome arc.

Thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy the chapter. XD

Chapter 9

Harry awoke the next morning feeling sore all over, 'that training was ridiculous...' he moaned.

He hit the snooze button on his new alarm cloak, and rolled over, trying to go back to sleep. He heard the door open and someone chuckled as they walked over to him, he felt the bed dip as whoever it was sat down.

"Your going to be really late for your first day of exorcist training, you know"

He recognized his fathers voice, but snuggled further into the covers... before registering what was said.

"WHAT?" he leaped up and out of bed, tangling his feet in the bed sheet, and falling flat on his face. "ow..." he muttered through the floor.

Amaimon grabbed him by the back of his shirt and lifted him off the floor. "Calm down" he said with a laugh.

"Question... where will I be learning to be an exorcist? where do I go?" Harry said quickly.

"Thats what I'm here to tell you... you need this key... on any door (not counting any in the mansion) you put this key in the lock and when you open the door you have access to the cram school classrooms similar to the ones to and from the vatican... you'll need a uniform, which I've already got to give you... I'll show you how and which classroom you'll be using for Rin and Shura for swordsmanship, and which room Yukio will be teaching you to shoot in, as well as the demonology classroom; that's a class you'll have with the other Exwires, until you get caught up linguistically they'll be teaching in English but as your Language lessons progress they'll start adding in more Japanese."

Harry nodded, but mumbled "I don't really want special treatment though..."

Amaimon smiled slightly, "and that's what makes you you, most people would like the attention... besides, unless something comes up Yukio will be teaching demonology, and considering he's your uncle small allowances are normal, plus it also helps the others to practice their English which might get rusty if not used." He lightly chucked his son's uniform at him as well as key on a necklace chain, "I'll see you at breakfast, don't take too long getting ready, we're running a bit late"

Nai leaped lightly onto Amaimon's shoulder and waved at Harry as the spiked haired demon king walked out of the room.

After shaking his head slightly at the little demons antics Harry got changed and found that his True Cross uniform was much more comfortable and easier to move in than his Hogwarts one, he stretched, it seemed this one was created to allow more movement than a normal uniform even though it included a blazer it was still much more comfortable than the outer robe they were forced into wearing at Hogwarts.

He walked out of his room, cracking his neck and wincing. 'I really need to get into shape...'

It wasn't long before he was following his father out of the Mansion, Nai riding on his head.

"For obvious reasons you can't just go around use this key anywhere in plain sight, pick a secluded area" His father told him, "...before I forget again do you know any free running at all? you might know it as parkour... it comes in very handy in an Exorcist's line of work, pretty much everyone picks up the basics at some point in their career... Demons very rarely stay still while you try to slash them, and will try to run at some point"

"You mean that stuff from Assassins creed?... I think that's what it was called when I saw Dudley playing it once..."

"Yeah, stuff like that... evidently you don't know any, but doesn't matter... I didn't think you would, I'll teach you it, its not that hard once you get confident"

"Awesome!" Harry exclaimed enthusiastically.

Amaimon chuckled, "This seems like a good spot..." he said gesturing to a door hidden from prying eyes by a concrete wall. "Just put the key in and open it, once its open take out the key and then you can go in"

Harry did so and marvelled as when the weather beaten and dull grey door opened there was a long corridor stretching away from him, decorating in a myriad of dark colours, like a stain glass window painted on stone. 'Considering we used a similar door to get to the Vatican and back I really shouldn't be surprised, but it's still pretty amazing'

He was once more following his father as the important places he'd need to now where pointed out, he paid close attention and was just glad this place wasn't as complicated as his uncles Mansion (or Hogwarts for that matter).

"Well here's the sword room, you'll be using either wooden swords or simple cheap generic swords to start with, once you've mastered the basics me and your uncle will give you the actual sword we've mentioned... that sword will require a lot of work and you really will have to make it your partner for it to trust you with its abilities... not that you'll have anything to worry about as long as you put in the effort" Amaimon said, before ruffling his hair "Good luck and enjoy your first proper day, I've got to go back on guard duty"

"Bye!" Harry called as his father walked off, he got a wave in return.

Squishing down the excitement that made him want to bounce up and down on the spot, he opened the door and walked into the room.

Rin was already their waiting for him, along with a woman he didn't recognize, she had dull blonde and red hair streaked with silver grey, her face showed signs of ageing and was lightly wrinkled, she looked about 50 years old (it was hard to tell as she seemed so healthy and strong like all the other older exorcists he'd met) she was wearing a pink tank top with a black jacket over the top, a pair of jeans that came to her knees and knee high boots.

"Hey Harry," Rin said brightly, "This is Shura Kirigakure, she was the one who taught me who to use a sword as well as helped me control my powers... don't let her age fool you, she could probably still beat me in a fight"

"Nice ta meet ya kid!" She said, smiling widely "Its been a while since I had a student, I'm looking forward to it... do you have a sword of your own?"

"Not yet, my Dad said he'd give me one once i'd mastered the basics"

"Fair enough I suppose, we'll start with Bokken (wooden swords) and then we'll have a go at sealing later... once you have a good grasp of seals you can get the tattoos like me and Rin, they create a sort of pocket dimension attached to the seal and you can use it to store weapons and ammunition, very useful and their magic so they grow when you grow and if you get injured it won't scar over the seal"

"Thats so cool!" Harry said in an awed voice.

They laughed at the expression on his face.

"Well start with the kata's, a kata is a series of movements, in detailed choreographed patterns. We'll start with the first one and won't move on till its nearly mastered, by practising in a repetitive manner the learner develops the ability to execute those techniques and movements in a natural, reflex-like manner, this is called muscle memory... it is the body remembering the movements and therefore being able to execute them again in an instant. you'll be using a bokken shaped like a Katana, if you were shorter we'd use Wakizashi, but your tall enough to handle a katana" Rin said as he chucked a wooden sword at him.

With reflex's honed in Quidditch ('which is the only thing that really does improve during the entirety of the sport' he reflected) he caught it easily.

"Well be studying Kenjutsu; Training with the katana and other weapons for use in combat. There are other styles such as Iaijutsu/battojutsu also intended for combat; it is used to dispatch your opponent during or immediately after the draw of the sword, Kendo; the Art of Japanese fencing and Iaido/battodo; the Art of drawing the sword. Kenjutsu is very well rounded for combat which makes it very useful, at a later date if you do well enough with Kenjutsu we'll cover the others as well, probably not Kendo though its usually only good for competitions and Tournaments... are you following so far?"

Harry nodded, "What are the different kinds of swords? I knew about Katana's already but you mentioned a Wakizashi..."

"Good question... there is Bokken: Wooden practice swords closely resembling a katana or Wakizashi, they are a safe alternative to a real sword (do not be fooled though they are not toys and you could still probably kill someone with one if you knew how) , It's the most used weapon in kenjutsu, there are also Tanto: a Japanese dagger about 0.5 feet to 1 foot in length, then there is a Wakizashi: a short sword about 1.5 feet to 2 feet in length, then there's a Katana: A sword about 3.5 feet in length, similarly there is a Ninjato: A cousin of the katana but with a straight blade, and then finally there is a Nodachi/Odachi: which is a really long katana that ranges from 34-60 inches long. There are Tachi's as well, but they are an older sword, that are more uncommon nowadays, they were a bit larger than a Katana..." Shura explained.

"Yeah... you'd suit a Katana of course as well as a Ninjato but also probably a Tachi, if you had enough practice you could maybe handle one of the shorter Nodachi which are around 4 feet in length but they are heavier so you'd be better with one of the smaller types, at least for now." Rin added.

Harry nodded, excitedly wondering what his sword would eventually be like.

"Now as I said we'll start with the Kata's, hold the sword with both hands (when we get to one handed Kata's we'll use both right and left, its always better to be ambidextrous it throws the enemy off), Right hand in front of the left for now, you don't want too loose a grip but too tight a grip and you'll struggle. Stand with legs shoulder width apart, bend your knees slightly..."

2 hours later a panting Harry, with sweat running down his face and arms, finally slumped down upon a bench. They'd only gone through three Kata's but they'd done them so many times, he felt he could do them in his sleep. He swept his bangs out of his face and off his forehead, with a sigh.

Rin handed him a bottle of water wordlessly. Harry looked up at him gratefully, Rin just ruffled his Hair before sitting next to him.

"For your first attempt (baring the basilisk thing, which even you admit was terrible swordsmanship) you did good, very good for a first attempt and you really threw yourself into the training, enthusiasm is always a good thing"

"Thanks" Harry said before taking a long gulp of water.

"Want a quick match? I'll go easy on ya" Shura said walking over.

"Alright... lets just hope this muscle memory thing works..." He eventually muttered getting back up.

"Go real easy on him Shura, he only knows three Kata's remember" Rin pointed out.

"I know, I know" She said.

Harry got into a defensive position, Bokken held diagonally in front of him from hip to shoulder, Shura just stood there wooden sword hanging limply at her side, but he knew that he shouldn't let his guard down regardless.

"All you have to do is hit me once, but i can hit you as many times as I want until you are in a position which would mean death were these real swords, got it?" She told him, Harry nodded. "Good, we'll do this everyday until i think your good enough for a proper match where to win you'll have the same rules as me... now get ready"

After a moments pause she rushed at him bringing the sword down overhead with both hands, he barely got the Bokken up in time to block it, both wooden swords struck with a loud bang, the strike jarred his arms. 'How in hells name can a nearly 60 year old woman move this fast and be this strong?' he thought incredulously.

She brought the sword down again, breaking through his guard forcing his own sword out of the way and whacking him on the shoulder, hard. He winced, and jumped back slightly before attempting a downwards diagonal slash, she parried the blow and spun like a dancer and struck him across the arm. 'I'm going to have so many bruises... this is as bad as yesterdays training'

He swung the sword horizontally at her, but she ducked under it with flexibility someone of her age should not have, and rose in an upwards slash, he blocked it sloppily with his bokken but nearly toppled backwards, he regained his footing in time to parry another strike from his blind-spot to the side of him. They both danced back and forth, parrying, blocking and striking, but he didn't land a single hit although she'd struck him several more times and he knew she was toying with him as he'd left is side right open and she hadn't gone for it. Nai was cheering him on in his own little way from the bench where Rin was sat.

Then he miscalculated, he went in for a downward slash again (one of the few moves he did know) but he was two slow and she side stepped it and held the bokken up to his jugular.

"Well... I win this time, better look next time kid" she said.

"Thanks..." he muttered before going back to sit down and finish his water off.

"Well you lasted longer than I thought you would... you left your side open a couple of times, but that's more than muscle memory, to get stuff like that right you need experience hence why we will challenge you to a fight every day."

Harry nodded in understanding.

"How did you see that attack? the one from the side I was positive I was in your blind-spot..." Shura asked.

"That's one of the things dad worked on with me, sensing vibrations through the ground and the earth, when you moved there were tiny vibrations that told me the movement... apparently its a side effect of the energy in the movement being transferred to the ground, that's what dad said anyway... science and forces and stuff aren't taught at Hogwarts so I don't really know."

Rin and Shura nodded in understanding, but Rin whispered "don't worry... I don't get science and stuff like that either and I actually had a complete education."

Harry tried had not to laugh.

"For now read this scroll on sealing... don't lend it to anyone, only you can read it, okay?" Shura asked him as they were leaving the sword room where they'd had lunch as well, for Yukio's class, Harry nodded vehemently, "Don't try to do any on your own, but you can practice drawing out the various shapes, at first you start slow and precise but with muscle memory again you will be able to speed up the process... for your first sword class you did great... Oh and to kick-start your Japanese classes, you add Sensei to the end of a persons name and you are basically calling them teacher, if you want to be more formal (which is appropriate for things like this because its more like an apprenticeship to pass on the sacred art of the sword) you would address them as Shishou which means Master as well as teacher."

"Thanks!" Harry said, he really like Shura, she was funny and energetic but also really knowledgeable and interesting.

"Arigatou" Rin corrected, "Thank you is Arigatou or Sankyu"

Harry nodded filing away the information, Nai nuzzled into the side of his neck as he walked.

"Well here we are... have fun learning how to shoot" Shura said as she walked cheerfully off swinging her arms.

"She's probably going to look for some Sake" Rin muttered under his breath, ignoring the questioning look Harry set his way, as he opened the door and walked into the shooting arena.

Yukio was waiting for them and had several guns in varying sizes laid out on one of the tables.

"Hello Harry... Nii-san what are you doing here?" Yukio said, pushing his glasses further up his nose from where they'd slipped down. 'I remember having that issue...' Harry sympathised with his uncle.

"Thought i'd watch... I haven't got anything better to do..."

"Fair enough... anyway, so Harry you've expressed a desire to become a Dragoon as well as a Knight, can I ask why not a Tamer as well?"

"I didn't really want to risk it in case I messed up and the demons hurt the people I was trying to protect in the first place... but more so because Wizards don't take to well to demons anyway (and I'd rather keep the Exorcist thing secret for as long as possible) plus... I figured I can always learn summoning and taming at a later date, because I get enough attention as it is without adding summoning demons into the mix... the Wizarding world is incredibly prejudiced and its just easier to not add fuel to the fire, introducing Nai to my friends was bad enough..."

"Very smart Harry..."

"Yukio, what does that word mean that you called Rin?"

"Huh?... oh you mean Nii-san, it means elder brother whereas I'm his Otouto (his little brother)"

Harry nodded in understanding before taking a lolly pop out of his pocket and putting it in his mouth.

"Now Harry, to be a successful Dragoon you have to know how to take care of your weapons; how to strip them down and clean them, and of course how to shot a range of guns from Revolvers to Sniper Rifle's, you may of course specialize in one kind of gun but you have to know how to use pretty much all of them. Such as I favour pistols but can still shoot a fully automatic rifle anyway. We'll cover each weapon at a time, you learn how to strip down one then learn how to shoot from the same gun, Okay?"

"Yeah, makes sense"

"We'll be starting with the Semi-Automatic Pistol, the way the gun works is that it when the trigger is pulled (obviously the bullet flies out through the barrel) but it automatically reloads another bullet into the chamber from a Magazine (Mag for short) that is stored within the grip of the gun. What I'll teach you first is to get to know the gun, this is done by taking it apart and putting it back together again and again, Repetition is the key as i'm sure you found out this morning, we'll do that for half of our time and then start actually shooting in the second half of our time and that will be our plan for the duration of your teaching of course we'll switch guns once you have a near mastery of one."

"Just like the Kata's..." Harry muttered staring at the two sleek silver and black semi automatics that Yukio had just put in front of him.

"Exactly... when we start shooting you'll start with your left hand before going on to the right, this will be good practice for using duel pistols after mastering individual pistols. You should start trying to write with left hand as well, it all helps to becoming ambidextrous in a fight. Now, to start with take out the Mag using one hand to to press the Mag release button with your thumb and using your other hand take out the Mag like this..." He demonstrated.

Harry copied him very carefully.

"Now next, we need to open the slide, you do it like this..."

Harry later walked out of the gun room following Yukio for demonology and Rin trailing along (he'd decided to help Harry catch up with the other Exwire's).

Harry had decided that shooting was much easier than sword fighting, whilst he'd struggled with taking it apart and putting the gun back together he'd excelled at shooting with the pistols and Yukio had decided to just move on to duel pistols because in either his left or right hand he could either hit the bulls-eye every time or just be a centimetre or so off. 'It must be because i'm already used to aiming my magic wand all of the time' he mused.

Yukio had been really pleased at how quickly he'd grasped the concept for shooting, and was confident he'd be an accomplished Dragoon in no time at all.

It didn't take them long to reach the exwires classroom for demonology. This was one class Harry was not looking forward to, he knew he hadn't paid much attention to any classes at Hogwarts and only done the bare minimum to get by (which he wasn't doing this year, he was actually going to put he effort in, with all the trouble he gets into learning as much as he can would be a very good idea) he knew he had a short attention span, but really didn't want to slack off.

When they walked in Harry heard Yukio say something in Japanese and gestured to him a couple of times, "He's just introducing you and saying that they'll be speaking English from now on" Rin whispered, Harry nodded in understanding.

"This is Harry Potter, I think most of you will have seen him yesterday anyway... he'll be learning with you during the summer and is training to be an exorcist just like you guys" Yukio said.

The exwires all said "Hi", some (such as Ryu) were rather enthusiastic but others weren't, one with hair that had been dyed pink at some point banged his head against the desk muttering something like "bad English"

Harry rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and muttered hello back, smiling shyly.

Harry groaned as he dragged himself out of his seat later that day, Demonology was mentally exhausting, there was so much to learn... especially because he was behind everyone else, he was so glad he had Rin and Ryu helping him out or he'd have really struggled, Nai merely laughed at him.

He had been introduced to some of the other exorcists in training, Nobuyuki Miwa; a small teenage boy with a shaved head and a friendly face (whose father he'd met when he'd first met his father), as well as Ren and Kaede Shima; fraternal twins, Ren being the boy with dyed pink hair that has bad English and Kaede being his sister with dark hair with a purple tint (he later learned they were the children of Izumo, who he'd met yesterday and another exorcist called Renzo who he'd not met yet but was friends with Konekomaru and Ryujin- Bon- Suguro) they'd invited him out to show him around the town at a later date when his Japanese was better, he'd agreed enthusiastically before heading off back towards Mephisto's Mansion.

'I'm really not looking forward to Language classes' he thought with a sigh.

He opened the door to the mansion wearily, 'it has been a long day..'

Mephisto's butler directed him to the dinning room where Mephisto and his father were already sat.

"Ah, your back, how was your first proper day?" his uncle asked.

"Tiring" Harry muttered slouching into a seat at the long table.

"Ah yes, but worth it in the long run, no?"

Harry muttered affirmative before digging into the meal the King of time had snapped up.

"As soon as we're done eating we'll begin your Japanese lessons... Demons and consequently Half-bloods like you have an innate ability to pick up languages really easily, if you hear it spoken out loud it can easily be memorized almost automatically, so that's how I'll teach you, we won't use books hardly at all. Most demons can learn all of the languages on the planet in just 5 years... you'll probably have Japanese down in just 3 weeks. After you've learnt Japanese we'll move on to Spanish, then German and French, then Chinese (plus Cantonese and Mandarin) and after that who knows." Mephisto said brightly.

Harry just groaned, whist his father laughed at him.

When Mephisto finally let him go after language class, Harry's head was reeling and was very glad to find Amaimon in the games room playing Streets of Rage on an old SEGA Megadrive console. He'd been surprised to find something so old amongst the the Playstation's 2 and 3, however he agreed with his father that sometimes the older things are better than the new things.

He paused the game as Harry walked in.

"How'd Japanese go?" he asked.

"Not bad" Harry muttered.

"Want a go?" Amaimon said, gesturing to the paused game.

"I could definitely use a break" Harry said, throwing his blazer onto a chair and grabbing a controller, Nai chirped excitedly from his shoulder.

When he'd eventually gone up to his room after him and Amaimon beat the final boss on Streets of rage 1 and 2, he took a very long bath, admiring the myriad of dark blue and purple bruises he'd acquired over the course of the day with a sigh.

He later slipped under his thick, warm duvet thinking tiredly, 'lets hope everyday isn't as difficult as this one'

Sorry for the small chapter, it was kind of like a filler, but at the same time its kinda important...

next chapter will be back on track, running alongside of the fourth book... anything else important in the summer will be flash-backed to.

Sorry I haven't updated in well over a week, I had tons of work for college... anyway its the half term now so I'll probably get a good couple of chapters out this week.

Thanks for reading and thanks for all your support! XD