Hogwarts Exchange Students
Rated T for Teen, for slight cursing
Disclaimer: I dont own any characters here; they belong to J.K. Rowling, Akira Toriyama, Yoshihiro Togashi, Eiichiro Oda or Ken Akamatsu. The world, including names for Quidditch teams and most spells, belong to J. K. Rowling, which Ive used for my own convenience, albeit trying to loosely follow the Harry Potter plot.
Harry Potter Crossover with Dragon Ball Z, Yu Yu Hakusho and One Piece, and featuring Magister Negi Magi! Alternate Universe, set in Harrys fourth year.
Characters from all series are tweaked to HPs world, but I will try to maintain them as loyal as possible to their original series counterparts. Their language will be tweaked according to where they are from though, since I didnt want all of them to be from Japan. No need to truly read any of the series here beforehand, except probably Harry Potter, but it helps to know the characters.
Pairings: Hopefully loads! Who knows what will come of this?
Notes: I will be giving translations for the slang those non-English native speakers use between brackets, and mentioning the language used. If I left something behind and you're curious about it, don't be afraid to tell me. Some students from Japan will also use honorifics from now on.
Chapter 10: Franky's First Classes at Hogwarts
It was the first day of class, Monday morning, and the Gryffindor table was roaring with laughter.
"Come on Franky, do it again, do it again!" urged the twins, one on either side of the blue-haired Puerto Rican.
"Ya, chicos, [Spanish: (loose translation by meaning) Come on, guys] I've already done it two times," Franky insisted, trying to calm them down.
"I wasn't here last time!" insisted Ginny, making puppy-dog eyes. "Please, Franky?"
"Bueno, [Spanish: Alright] but it's the last time," he declared. Franky pulled on his wrist, revealing the machine gun, and let out three puffs of smoke, each a different color. Yuusuke, who was in front of him, acted all dramatically, like if he was wounded by a bullet wound, and the whole table roared with laughter once more.
"That is so wicked!" said Ginny, looking at Franky's machinegun in awe.
"That's nothing, red! You should have seen it last night!" said Asuna, happily eating French toast. "Urameshi was with the Weasley-tachi [Japanese: tachi is an indicator of plural form, here indicating twins] and their friend when Franky came in with that gun, up to their room! They flew down the stairs like you wouldn't believe! It was hilarious!"
"Not a single shot" Setsuna added, "not that he even intended them, of course. It was quite the effective way for Cutty-san to get his way."
"Chiquita, [Spanish: little girl (affectionate)] no need to be so formal," Franky said, chuckling. "Franky's fine. But I should get going to class. Asuna, Katie, can I leave Zoro in your care? Make sure he gets to class and doesn't end up in the kitchens or something."
"Come on, it can't be that bad," said Katie Bell, the youngest chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, laughing.
"He got lost on the way to his room," Neville managed to say, trying not to laugh. "From the commons! He ended up in our room three times."
"Four," corrected Ron between bites, "he came in again after you fell asleep."
"Watch over him!" said Franky, running off to class. He made his way to the History of magic classroom, where Trunks and Alicia Spinet were already drowsy with the mere presence of Professor Binns, the ghost teacher.
"Hey Franky…"greeted Trunks with a yawn. "This'll be a long day…"
Soon, the twins and Lee Jordan came to class, seconds before it began. The lecture was long, tiring, and most of all quite boring. Not even the twins jokes could make it much better; it was that bad. After what had seemed an eternity, but truly lasting only an hour, the Gryffindor sixth years left professor Binns to whoever was the unfortunate class to enter and made their way to Transfiguration. There, Minerva McGonagall, their house head, waited for them calmly.
"There's two new faces joining us, so I would like to know where I stand teaching before I give any future lectures," she said, looking from Trunks to Franky, then back to Trunks. "Tell me, Mister Briefs, what have you learned at Capsule College regarding transfiguration?"
"Well, I cant say I've learned much from it in class," confessed Trunks, "but I know how to permanently infuse magic into an object to make it transfigurate to and fro what I need."
"You mean the Capsule principle which has made your grandfather so famous overseas, correct?" said Professor McGonagall. "May I have a demonstration of this? Say… on a chair?"
"Sure, I'll give it a shot," Trunks responded with a shrug. With no wand whatsoever, as was customary of American wizards, Trunks passed magical energy to his chair, making it transform into a capsule, and showed it to professor McGonagall.
"If I may…?" said McGonagall, her hand outstretched.
Trunks threw her the mysterious capsule, which she pressed and threw at her feet. In seconds, she had his chair before her.
"If you press the new button it has on its side, it can change back into a capsule" Trunks explained. True enough, McGonagall pressed it and it returned to its capsule form.
"Very impressive, Mister Briefs," she complimented. "Five points to Gryffindor. Now, how long does this last? Not truly eternity?"
"No, not eternity" he answered, a light blush on his cheeks. "I can only make it last seven months so far. Bra can make it six. The products my mom sells usually can be guaranteed for ten years, but some of my grandpa's capsules are over twenty-five years old, even if they are beginning to lose their magic. And we're still experimenting with aging our most recent tries."
"Excellent. I think you'll be able to transition smoothly, Mister Briefs." McGonagall now turned to Franky. "Mister Cutty, what can you teach us from Gol D. Roger's?"
"Our magic styles are pretty different, so you'll probably have to test each of us apart," said Franky. "My magic is mostly magically enhanced muggle machinery and some transfiguration. Mostly, I can transform cola into energy, anything from air or water to fire or bullets. I can't turn anything into cola, though. Ah, y profe [Spanish: (informally) and Professor], I can also transform into a centaur."
McGonagall raised an eyebrow at this, and the transformation she saw was indeed quite shocking. Franky put his hands behind his neck, striking a pose as his legs split in two, his bottom detaching and extending forward. This was certainly the most unusual of centaurs McGonagall had ever seen, a backwards, robotic one.
"This certainly is… interesting?" she managed to say, a bit bedazzled still. "Why cola, may I ask?"
"It's the only drink that makes me feel supaaaa [super]" Franky couldn't resist striking his classic pose, with his forearms connected forming a star and his legs far apart.
McGonagall shook her head. "Any other transfiguration skills you may posses?"
"Well, its not that impressive" Franky said, taking a hammer and some other building tools out of nowhere, "but I can show you."
Out of seemingly nowhere, Franky managed to get the wood and nails and every other material needed to create one of the most beautiful and unusual bookstands McGonagall had ever seen, standing tall at 6 feet and spiraling like a staircase.
"Mister Cutty, that's quite the advanced transfiguration" McGonagall said. "You mean to tell me you mastered this without the basics?"
Franky shrugged. "I guess…"
"Fifteen points to Gryffindor for such an amazing display," said McGonagall. "Although I suggest you begin reading books on more elementary transfiguration, and I will probably have to give both of remedial classes. Now class, I will now begin teaching you the basics of transfiguring something non-living into something alive."
The rest of the class was a bit confusing for Franky and Trunks, so out of place with the lessons here given. They took notes, with the vague hope that some day in the near future they would understand transfiguration enough to do what McGonagall now put before them. Frankly, they just hoped to pass the class. Everything they learned, however, they did find a lot more fascinating than Binns's class. After an hour in her classroom, and a few pieces of wood transformed into living plants, the Gryffindors left her classroom.
"See you later, guys, me and Alicia have muggle studies!" said Trunks, taking his leave. While he headed deep into the castle, Franky, Lee and the twins made their way to the grounds, near Hagrid's hut, where they would learn the fine arts of caring for magical creatures.
"Hagrid! Long time no see!" Quickly and swiftly, the twins and Lee were all over their half-giant friend, inquiring what creature they might find today.
"Are we going to deal with sphinxes today Hagrid?" asked Lee, hopeful.
"Or gryphons!" asked George. "That would be wicked!"
"Hold yer hippogriffs! I hafta meet the new kids first!"
"Kids?" Fred and George looked around, thinking none of the Slytherins would be joining them, but among them was a young lady they hadn't even noticed, and both wondered how they could have missed a beauty like her.
"Hajimemashite, Hagrid-sensei" said the soothing voice of Mana Tatsumiya, her thin lips in a smile as she gave a slight bow. "My name is Tatsumiya Mana, student of Mahora Academy. I was quite curious about what you would teach us in this class."
"Yeah, do we really deal with sphinxes and gryphons here?" asked Franky quite curious.
"We already had hippogriffs in our fifth year!" explained Fred, reminiscing. "I personally hoped for dragons."
"Yer not gonna be dealing with dragons," said Hagrid rather calmly. "So ye're Tatsumiya, and ye're…?"
"Franky" the Puerto Rican responded quickly. "Fran Cutty."
"Actually, Hagrid-sensei, my given name is Mana," the young lady corrected. "Tatsumiya is my family name."
Hagrid blushed, although it was barely visible beneath his huge, bushy beard. He muttered apologies and it took him a bit to regain his composure.
"You Japanese with yer backwards names," he finally muttered. "Anyways, this year we'll be working with manticores."
"Wicked!" the twins cheered in unision.
"A class five creature," said Mana with a slight smile. "This is bound to be amusing."
"So where are they, Hagrid?" asked Lee Jordan, looking around.
"First off ye gotta come learn about them," Hagrid explained. "Manticore's got a nasty sting. So sit down, we'll be taking notes."
Note taking wasn't the most fun of tasks, but obviously all students there found it quite worth it for the task that would later be appointed to them. Apparently, Hagrid had learned a bit with the hippogriff incident with Malfoy last year: he was giving the students a lot more preparation this semester, but had found a bit too much courage when dealing with dangerous animals once more.
"Aright, that'll be it fer today" said Hagrid after the period had come to an end. "We'll finish the material on Wednesday. Next week, you'll be meeting them."
"Seems like Chopper would like this class…" Franky commented to himself. "I'm off to the next class, you guys want me to wait up?"
"Go ahead, we have something to discuss with Hagrid" Fred said. Truthfully, the twins were hoping to get some ingredients for their inventions. Franky went on ahead and noticed, once inside the castle, that Mana was going the same way he was.
"Ey, where do you have class now?" Franky asked, looking at his own schedule.
"Todos tenemos magia alternativa ahora, [Spanish: We all have alternative magic now]" she said, in perfect Puerto Rican Spanish. "Todos los de sexto año al menos [Spanish: All sixth years at least]."
"Tipa, ¿tu hablas español [you speak Spanish]?" Franky said in shock. "Pero, yo aqui pensando que solo era ingles y japonés! Ustedes los orientales pueden hacerlo tó! [And here I was thinking you could only speak English and Japanese. You Orientals can do anything!]"
Mana laughed. "Not quite," she confessed. "My mother is from Puerto Rico, I learned Spanish from her. She taught me a bit of alternative too, I'm a weapon specialist."
"Que brutal [how cool]! Me too!" Franky began to pull on his wrist, when Mana smiled.
"I saw your display this morning," Mana said. They were now reaching the classroom, where the Ravenclaw students already sat. The Japanese Puerto Rican began making her way to some Mahora friends, but turned to say goodbye to Franky. "I'll be looking forward to your performance."
Franky nodded, a bit nervous around the confident young woman. He also made his way to an old friend: Robin.
"You're turning into quite the Casanova, Frankie" Robin said, hiding a giggle by covering her lips with her hand.
Franky, of course, turned bright red, grumbling as he sat at her left. "Its not like that and you know it," he muttered. Quickly, though, he changed to topic. "Think Brook will take us for examples?"
"Most likely," Robin answered calmly. "I wonder what the others here will make out of our abilities…"
"Hey, we're among wizards, we should be fine" Franky said encouraging. He knew that, even though Robin seemed to be the most nonchalant of the Strawhat Crew she was also the one affected the most easily by those around her. Despite her calm and cool exterior, Robin was quite the sensitive young lady. "Don't worry, they sure cant be as bad as muggles."
Robin smiled slightly, leaning a bit on Franky. She was glad to have such encouraging teammates. She couldn't help but wonder if it was a bit too late for these wizards to learn alternative magic, or even accept it in the same type of magic as them. Although a bit self-conscious, she looked forward to what Brook would bring forth in this class.
A/N: Alright, I'm sorry for taking my sweet time with this. If you guys would just review, I'd post more often!