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I have updated!

I just removed one of the worst reviews I have ever gotten. Someone was insulting my grammar. I would have taken it seriously except he used the word craptacular. He called my story an epic fail. Whoever posted that review, your review was an epic fail. I know I am not perfect, but I must thank you for the laugh.

Please remember that I am not perfect and I do make grammar mistakes. I still need to fix chapter seven and eight.

From Youikina

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Neville is currently doing the best he can to try an avoid a certain someone. Hiding in a closet, he tried to make himself as small as possible. Please do not let him find him here. Please do not let him find him here! He kept praying and praying to any god this world had to just let him get out of this alive. He really didn't mean to do what he did.

All he was trying to do was check up on Draco. With the twins constantly avoiding the Turks, he had no help when he ended up messing up in one of the worst ways. Why on earth did he have to make a klutz of himself, while accidentally doing that.

Pat. Pat. Pat. The sound of graceful feet hitting the ground again and again. He prayed that whoever it is coming is not that person.

Putting his hand over his mouth, he tired to be as silent as possible.

The door burst open, the light shining in. It was hard to see who is standing in front of him. A large hand grabbed him by his collar pulling him out into the hallway. As soon as he was out in the hallway, he found himself being glared down at by non other then the red commander. He is so screwed.

"What is your name," snapped the angry man.

"N..Neville ….Longbottom...S..Sir," he stuttered out. The red head gave him a smirk.

"Your good kid, I could barley find you. Not to mention the fact that you managed to hit me with a fire ball," said Genesis, something weird shined in the mako filled eyes.

Neville felt true fear. Is that crazy man going to give him to the Turks to be tortured?

"It was an accident. I didn't mean to do it. Briggs tripped me. Please forgive me," he shouted in fright. The red head looked at him confused to a second, before letting out a chuckle.

"I am not good with kids, I will tell you that. However, you managed to impress me. Not only did you hit me with a fire ball, that thing was huge. I have made my choice. You are going to be my student. You don't have a choice in the matter, I already called Lazard," said Genesis, a smirk across his face. Neville just knew training meant torture. That smirk scared him. It not only scared him, it terrified him!

He felt his blood pulsing in his ears before everything went black.

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"Sephiroth! Help me," was shouted as Genesis burst through the door into Sephiroth's room. Sephiroth is currently sitting on the ground in sweat pants, no shirt, across from a silver haired boy. Both of them have cards in their hands.

Sephiroth turned to him, before his eyes went down to the body he is currently holding.

"Neville," shouted the small silver haired boy, who turned to glare at him. That boy certainly has a glare. The boy came forward, walking with as much grace as a politician.

"You will hand over my friend right now, or you will suffer," snarled the boy, his voice as sharp as Sephiroth's Masamune. Sephiroth must have come to the conclusion that he hurt the boy, and had his deadly sword in hand. Genesis did the wise thing, he gave his new student over to the smaller boy.

The smaller boy laid Neville on Sephiroth's leather couch, checking him over for any injuries.

"All he might have is a mild concussion. He must have fainted again. He hasn't done that in months," said Draco before glaring at him again.

"Genesis, I know you like scaring new recruits but this time you have gone to far. You have targeted a friend of my little brother," said Sephiroth in his General voice.

He felt his anger soar. He did nothing to this little boy and Sephiroth looks ready to slice him to little bits.

"You have come to the wrong conclusion Sephiroth. Might I explain? Wait! Little brother! When did you have a little brother!" Genesis could not help but let his mouth hang open as he stared at the two. They really are alike. Their hair, their lips, their chin, and their ears are exactly the same. Holy shit! How on earth did Sephiroth get a brother?

"I will tell my story as soon as you tell yours," said Sephiroth, as he mentioned for the red head to shit. He looked annoyed at his General before sitting down on the lush carpet.

"I was walking with that friend of Zack. Kunsul or whatever his name was. I wanted to know if he knew any rumors about something. We were walking by the cadet training ground. As usual the cadet classes were going on. I was watching the class out of the corner of my eye. Today they were practicing materia. The boy, Neville was tripped by another cadet, who was named as cadet Briggs. When the boy was tripped he instinctively shot off a fireball. This thing was huge, at least five feet long. The fireball was moving so fast, it actually fit me," started Genesis, before Sephiroth gave the boy a small smile This boys future might be a good one.

"The boy realized he hit me, even though the fireball did no damage. Then he took off running. I decided to follow him, because I came to a decision. The boy is my new student. I called Lazard as I was hunting the boy down. It took me two hours to find him. He hid himself pretty good, even if it was in the broom closet. So I dragged him out, and told him the good news. He fainted on me. I panicked, and came here," finished Genesis, before noticing Sephiroth's mouth is now hanging open.

Genesis could not stop himself, he burst out laughing at the shocked General. Not a second later, the General's mouth snapped shut, before glaring at him.

He was not the only one laughing, he turned to see the now awake Neville, and Draco. Both boys are currently holding their ribs as they laughed at their superior.

Sephiroth did something unexpected. He appeared in front of both boys, tied them to the couch. With one hand on each, he began to tickle them.

The boys were literally screaming with laughter as they were tickle tortured by the General. It was several minutes before the general stopped and untied the boys. At that time, both boys besides to pout. They knew they could not get him back for the tickling, at least not without a little help.

They grew evil smiles as they thought of ways to get payback.

Genesis found himself staring at the evil smiles that made their way onto the boys face. He suddenly felt bad for Sephiroth. What! Sephiroth can take care of himself! There is no way these two could possibly get back at him, right?

"Sephiroth, tell me how you found you little brother," Genesis demanded. All three eyes turned to him. Neville's eyes went wide.

"It wasn't a dream was it," he whispered in shock.

With a might laugh, Genesis said," Nope! You start you training as my student the day after tomorrow. I will go easy on you for the first week."

Neville's mind could not take in the information right away. He did what he did as a child. He fainted, leaving two shocked Soldiers, and one sighing wizard.

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Harry walked around the building of this new world. Some things were just too annoying. The one good thing about this world is that there is no avatar here. The only thing that is wrong with this world is one boy. A boy is currently messing with things that he has no right to mess with. Why this boy has magic, he has no idea. There is suppose to be no magic in this world what so ever.

However, there are record of witches and wizards jumping realms in time of great distress. Most of them never returned anyway.

He is going to be spending three weeks here to rest before he moves to another world. So he got an apartment, and brought some of the basic necessities out of his trunk. The only way to get near the person who is causing the problems is join a school. Using his magic, he was able to create record of his existence all across the world.

His story is the one from his world. His father was a Lord, his mother a commoner. Although his father did not have to work, he became a very well know detective in England. His mother was a doctor at on of the best hospitals in London. They were killed by a part of England's underground. He was kidnapped, given to his mother's relatives against his parents will, which was hidden away for many years. He found the will at age fourteen, claimed his inheritance, sued his relatives, and his kidnapper, who was a well respected man in politics. He moved to Japan to escape it. He would rather live in a commoner place then a mansion that will not be used.

That only took him a day, and Life did all that work. Which is good, it saved him from using his magic.

So today, he is now at his new school. He managed to find administration, get his schedule, and his uniform. Now all he needs to do is find his classes. It is a good thing he can control his age then. He would have a hard time going around the school looking like he is eighteen.

"Are you lost," he heard behind him. He turned behind him to find a girl in a boys uniform. The girl looks like a really cute boy, but he knew she is a girl.

"Yes. Today is my first day. Could you please help me," he asked before handing her his schedule. The girl looked it over, before giving a smile.

"All of these classes are the same ones I have. Just follow me," said the girl. What is this girls name? Her first name is Haruhi. This girl has a lot of life left in her. This is a good thing. This girl is going to have a big impact on the future of this world. He followed her to the classroom.

Haruhi knocked on the door before stepping in.

"Forgive me for being late Sensei, I was helping the new student," said Haruhi with respect to her teacher. The women gave a smile to Haruhi.

"That is quite alright. Please take your seat. Mr. Potter, would you please come up and introduce yourself," said the teacher. With a nod, Harry made his way to the front of the class room.

"Hello, my name is Lord Harold Potter-Black. It is a pleasure to be learning with you," said Harry, giving a small boy.

"Aren't you a little young to be a lord," asked two red heads in the back. Harry gave the two a smile.

"You remind me of two twins from my home. They are redheads as well. They finish each others sentences, and prank everyone the can. Their dream was to open a small joke shop. If you two are anything like them, I must warn you. Their hero was my father, and I take after him," said Harry with a small smile.

"Is that a threat," said one of the twins with a twisted grin.

"It is a promise. I am only going to be with you for three weeks. You want to put it to the test,' said Harry giving a smile. What on earth was he thinking? He should not have just challenged the two residential pranksters to a prank war!

"I have a better idea," started one twin.

"He should join the host club," said the other.

Whispers broke through the class room, especially the girls.

What on earth is a host club?

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From Youikina

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