Muggle Ghosts
~Howl to the Moon~
The next morning, Draco found a black cat following close at his heals. Pansy Parkinson glanced at the cat and gave it a glaring look, as if the cat was filth of some kind or another. The cat's soft steps meant that she might have gone unnoticed, but she seemed to be purposely trying to make Pansy notice her, almost as if to torment the blond haired Slytherin.
He mad a sour face, as if he looked to shoe her away, but then thought better of it as he remembered what had happened to flint the night before. In the sleeve of his robes, he carried the letter that he would be sending to his father. What he wrote made him sick, not because he didn't mind asking his father for such things, but in truth, it was because he wasn't in control of the whole matter.
He went and sat at the table and Yoruichi slid under the table, to which Pansy had to say something. "Really… what is it with the Granger's cat and her following you?"
"Because… I don't rightly know," Draco muttered, taking a bite of breakfast. "Flint tried to do something last night and he got clawed good, so I dare not touch the cat as she has a nasty attitude."
"He," Pansy corrected him, though she was in truth wrong. "You're just taking Flint's words to seriously. I didn't think you to be the perverted type, but if you really want…"
"Shut up Parkinson, I really didn't ask you to follow me, now did I," Draco sighed. "And why Goyle and Crabbe are missing breakfast, I really don't know… ahh, there they are… you'd better move a seat over so they both can sit by me."
"Heh… Pansy likes you," Crabbe chuckled.
"She does?" Goyal muttered through a mouth full of food. A mew came from below them. "I think the cat wants food."
"I think the cat should get lost as it belongs to the Mudblood," Pansy suddenly chimed in, only to let out a loud yelp. "It's latched onto my foot!"
"Give her some food, and she'll go away… or at least let go," Draco muttered, through chewing his food.
"No… I…" the girl started, only to have Goyal slip something under the table.
"I don't know why the silly Mudblood wants a black cat… that is associated with the dark arts," Theodore Knott suddenly chimed in. "Yeowch!"
Again, Goyal stuck some food under the table, to which Draco rolled his eyes. Pansy muttered under her breath. "It is a he, not a she."
"Oi… looks like Ronald Weasly got a howler," the whisper suddenly came down from one of the few who had noticed the delivery.
"What?" Draco suddenly asked, glancing up.
"You didn't see the Weasly owl crash Malfoy?" Flint smirked. "It was rather loud… as will be…"
The howler then went off all of a sudden, yelling about stealing a car and an inquisition into the whole matter at work. Draco rolled his eyes and groaned. "Not only does Potter end up causing a scene by not being here last night, he ends up going and making an even bigger one this morning. He'll probably be good friends with that stupid Lockhart fellow."
"No, because I am his number one fan," Pansy flipped her hair suddenly, to which Draco stopped with food half way out of his mouth, his eyebrows rising up.
"Malfoy looks silly," Goyle chuckled.
Crabbe suddenly reached for Draco's food, but Malfoy threw a glare at the other boy. He then turned to Pansy. "As far as I am concerned, you can like him for all I care. I don't see what any of you girls see in him."
"I want to smash his smile," Bulstrode suddenly laughed, causing everyone at the table to turn and look at her. Draco shook his head as they got up and left to go to their first class, however, Yoruichi made a sign that she wished to speak to him on the side.
"I wish to have a howler," the cat smirked.
"What? Why?" Draco became confused.
"Revenge!" Yoruichi smirked as a cat only could. Draco just shook his head at her.
M
Elizabeth Grangers first class of the day was double potions with Hufflepuff. She walked into the classroom and took a seat around the middle, trying to look inauspicious. She could still hear some of her fellow Ravenclaw students talking about how she was Hermione Granger's little sister. In fact, it was more pronounced then it was before.
To her surprise, Luna went and took a seat next to her, and the other students filed into the classroom. Elizabeth opened her previously unopened book and pretended to hide behind it, however, this made her look even more auspicious. One of the Ravenclaw students, one with black, curly hair, turned and glared at her.
That was when everyone jumped as Professor Snape came bustling into the classroom. He started into his speech, when the girl at the front raised her hand. Luna breathed into Elizabeth's ear. "That's Grant Page's little sister, Germaine."
"Yes Miss Page," Snape raised an eyebrow at her.
"I don't think Granger is paying any attention," the girl smirked.
Snape snapped a ruler down onto the girl's desk. "So one finds my speech boring?"
"I…" Elizabeth though snapped her mouth shut.
Snape took note that her book had just been opened, then posed a question to her. "What is the difference between monkshood and wolf's bane."
"Monkshood is used in detective mysteries as a poison used on the victim, while wolf's bane is used in horror movies as the cure for being a werewolf," Elizabeth suddenly stated, taken completely off guard. Laughter suddenly came from the other students in the room.
"They are the same thing," Germaine suddenly stated, causing Snape to turn on her.
"Fifteen points from Ravenclaw Miss Germaine. I did not ask for you to answer the question," Snape muttered, heading up to the front of the classroom.
"But she got the question wrong," Germaine protested.
"Actually," Snape muttered, feeling a headache coming on, "The answer is correct… unfortunately…"
A few mummers came from the other students as Elizabeth yet again hid behind her book. As she glanced at the pages, she saw that there were actually some interesting things in there. However, she didn't dare turn the pages and call attention to herself. Many of the Ravenclaw students were trying to figure out how her answer could in fact be right at all.
M
Yoruichi had come to meet one Ms. Norris and took an instant dislike to the cat. She also took to chasing the poor tabby around the grounds for the sure joy of getting exercise. She couldn't help but laugh at the fact that the cat was terrified of her as much as the students were terrified of the cat. All she had to do was chase Ms. Norris to a group of students and they would schedule.
She was walking by, when she passed Elizabeth, who had Luna tagging onto her. The blond haired girl muttered under her breath. "I wish that we could have done Mandrakes like Hermione is doing. Why is only the second years doing it, this isn't fare! And we had that stupid Snape too… I hate him!"
"I liked squeezing the bulbs," Luna commented.
"Well, I get the idea that you would like anything," Elizabeth sighed.
"Oh… there's a commotion going on over at the DADA room," Luna stated suddenly.
"What?" came the confused reply.
"Defence Against the Dark Arts," the girl replied.
"There are really bad spells that we need to know how to defend ourselves against!" the other blond haired girl squeaked out.
"More of things… like vampires… werewolves…" Luna started.
"What if the teacher brought in a werewolf!" Elizabeth began to become nervous about the whole matter.
"We could go see," Luna suddenly stated.
"No!"
"Everyone says that Lockhart knows what he is doing," Luna smiled. "But I doubt it. He did write the book Wanderings with Werewolves."
"Lockhart writes those kinds of books?" Elizabeth suddenly asked.
"He supposedly lives the books, then writes them. My father says he's a fraud," Luna suddenly stated.
"So… he's supposed to be a really great at… whatever it is," Elizabeth suddenly asked the other girl.
"Supposedly, yes… what ever he does he is good at," Luna had an odd grin on her face which caused Elizabeth to shake her head. Yoruichi followed the two girls to the room, where they were in time to find a bunch of the students rushing out.
"What exactly happened?" Elizabeth asked.
"Damn man let out a bunch of Cornish Pixies and the stupid things went nuts. They hung poor Neville up on the chandelier," one Gryffindor suddenly stated. "It's a mad house and Lockhart left it for us to take care of… but we decided to get out of there."
"Hold on… are you a Gryffindor second year?" Elizabeth asked.
"Oh… wait… your Hermione Grangers little sis… my names Seamus Finnegan," the boy stated, then took off.
"How does that tell me if he's a second year…" the girl muttered.
"Because he knew you were Hermione's sister, he assumed that was why you were asking it, so the Fublejub told him to say it that way," Luna stated as the two girls and the cat found themselves entering the class room.
"Oi! Elizabeth! Tell your stupid sister that Lockhart isn't all that he's cracked up to be!" Ron suddenly yelled, as they shoved another pixie into the cage.
"Oh… but Lockhart is just charming… like a movie star!" Elizabeth gave her flirtatious voice, then whispered into Luna's ear. "I am starting to think he is a cad… can't Hermione see that?"
"I wonder that too." Yoruichi yawned. "And this man was supposed to have had great adventures. Put him up against Captain Hitsugaya or Lieutenant Yachiru… and they're kids and shouldn't look scary… he'd run the opposite direction. And if Kenpachi showed up, the guy would be dead in a few seconds just looking at the man."
"Can I help?" Elizabeth suddenly asked, to which Hermione glanced over.
"Ahh… we're almost done," her sister suddenly stated.
"But… what about that boy hanging up there?" she asked.
"Neville…" Ron suddenly glanced up. "Ahh… leave him. I am sure that Madame Hooch can get him down from there, can't she. We can just go and leave him until someone comes."
"That's mean!" Hermione glared at the red head. That was when Madame Hooch came into the room.
"I was told that there were some problems here…" the woman stated, flipping out her wand. "Sometimes I wonder…"
Hooch levitated Neville down to the ground. She then saw Luna and Elizabeth. "Ahh… two of the people I was looking for."
"For what?" Ron suddenly asked. However, Harry grabbed the sleeve of his robes and pulled him out of the room.
"Anyways… these are, the two of you, your invite to the Geist Club," the women handed the black cards to the girls.
"Geist Club…" Elizabeth became confused suddenly.
"That is a club for people who can see or hear to any degree Muggle Ghosts," Neville suddenly stated. We have a total of five members, and you two will increase it to seven."
"Nine actually… I am having to extend an invite to the Weasly twins as they did in fact find out about the club. However, they do mean no harm, they're just extremely inquisitive. They make some of the highest grades honestly if they wanted to, but they simply have their heads too full of ideas for pranks," Hooch stated. "Speaking of which, I have to go and find them."
"So… who are the other members?" Elizabeth suddenly asked.
"Diggory sempai, Cho sempai and that nasty Malfoy," Neville suddenly frowned. "He's always running around with those two idiots of his, I am surprised that he has yet to tell them."
"Because it is his secret too… if the club is found out, he gets found out, and as a member of a Pure Blood family, image is everything," Hermione frowned. "Anyways… we have to be getting along so that whoever cleans this place can come and clean up."
M
Later that night, Draco found the time to take off and send his letter, not to mention help Yoruichi with the howler that she wished to send. They went to the owlery so that she could also send off her letter. He tied his to his owl, recorded her howler, with an eyebrow raised, then tied it to another owl's leg. They then went and stood on the steps.
As the sun set, Draco placed his chin into the palm of his hands. "I hate the fact that I can see Muggle Ghosts. I mean… the fact that they are Muggle is demeaning."
"Demeaning?" Yoruichi howled with laughter. "Kiddo, do you really understand the meaning of demeaning?"
"I think so… yes. It means something that disgraces oneself," Draco suddenly commented.
Other words are, humiliate, debase, humble, lower, and put down," the cat suddenly licked her paws. "Explain how Muggles are all of those, can you?"
"It is a disgrace by the fact that I got disgraced by the fact that Granger has better grades then me. It is humiliating to have to tell ones father that a Mudblood is the one making the best grades, while you come in second. As for debase, my father debases me whenever I mention something good about Granger. He says that I shouldn't humble or lower myself to their level, that I should be better then them. Put down…" Draco blinked.
"Can you think of something that is a put down about this?" Yoruichi suddenly asked.
"A put down… I guess that would be the fact that if anyone knows that I can see Muggle Ghosts, that would be a put down," Draco suddenly commented.
"Really?" Yoruichi sighed. "Now that has to do with being able to see Muggle Ghosts, that has to deal with Muggles."
"Well… then what do you think that put down has to do with everything?" the boy snapped, pushing his blond hair out of his face.
"I believe that the Purebloods put down the Muggle born," Yoruichi suddenly commented. "They try to find ways to make it so that they become disgraced, humiliated and debased in the eyes of others. They are expected to humble and lower themselves to the place their faces into the mud. That is the truth of the matter."
"My father says they deserve it," Draco suddenly commented.
"Why," the cat yawned.
"Why… because magic should stay with the magic families is why. One of the theories out there is they stole magic," Draco took a stick and began to scratch the ground.
"Can someone who isn't a witch or wizard perform magic?" Yoruichi suddenly asked.
"Well, no," the stick broke.
"I hope eventually you see my point," the shinigami noble began to walk back to the school. "What you need to do is not believe everything that someone tells you, but make up your own mind, as you are a smart kid. I mean, you are second in your class grade wise. Even if that isn't first place, that is still something to be proud of."
Draco could only scowl at her.
M
Urahara and Isshin were sitting in one of the back rooms playing a Japanese board game, when an owl flew in with a red envelope. Urahara raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Uhh oh…"
"What does uhh oh mean?" Isshin suddenly asked, the found out as the other ex-shingami opened it.
"THANK YOU VERY MUCH YOU TO FOR SELLING ME LIKE A SLAVE UP THE EGYPTIAN RIVER! I HAVE TO SAY THAT THIS MISSION STINKS IN THAT I AM HAVING TO DEAL WITH NOT BEING ABLE TO CHANGE INTO MY HUMAN FORM! THEY THINK I AM A MALE CAT WITHOUT EVEN SPEAKING"
"I HAVE DECIDED THAT I WILL, WHEN I GET HOME KILL YOU MANY, MANY TIMES, EXPESSULLY IF I EVER FIND A WAY TO BRING YOU BACK FROM THE DEAD. I CAN DEAL WITH HERMIONE, BUT ELIZABETH HAS SOME MAJOR FLAWS IN HER PERSONALITY. I ALSO THINK THAT HERMIONE WILL EVENTUALLY FIND OUT!"
"I FOUND ON ALLY, BUT HE IS A PURE BLOOD LITTLE TWIT WHO IS GIVING ME A FUNNY LOOK AS I SAY THIS AND MAIL THE LETTER! THE ONLY REASON HE IS HELPING IS HE DOESN'T WANT THE FACT THAT HE CAN SEE SPIRITS WITH CHAINS GETTING OUT TO OTHERS! I HOPE YOUR HAPPY, BECAUSE AS SOON AS I FIGURE OUT WHERE URUHARA PUT THE STUPID GATE, I'LL HURT YOU!"
"AND NO URAHARA, DON'T EVEN THINK OF ASKING ME TO BUY YOU ANY WIZARDING CANDY! IF YOU DO, I WILL SO PUT POISON IN IT, YOU WON'T THINK IT IS FUNNY! THE IDEA AND NERVE OF YOU TWO MEN! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES!"
As the letter turned to asked, Isshin raised an eyebrow. "I am so glad Hermione hasn't set me one of those."
"Well, that is to be expected that Yoruichi would do something like this. Don't blame her for being miffed," Urahara laughed.
Author's note – Gin… how to put this, I don't trust him as he isn't afraid to kill or hurt if it seems to gain him something. However, all the times I've seen Gin do something bad, it has rather been under Aizen's influence. As I told one reviewer, the fifth division captain has had his fingers in Gin since he graduated as a child genius. For all we know, it started during, or before. Would explain why he disappeared on Matsumoto as a child. What might seem logical to us, might not to him, as his brain seems to be wired differently. I more of pity him then anything else. Also, if I had to work with him, I would, but I defiantly wouldn't turn my back on the man.