Muggle Ghosts
~Mudblood~

Yoruichi had her hands full with quite a few tasks. The first and foremost in her mind was a way to get back at Isshin when he visited, for though she could easily go and see them in Japan, she had yet to figure out where and how Urahara had set up the portal back and forth. The man was a genius, but one who tended not to show his plans to the world around him.

Thus she figured that she would use the Weasley twins to her advantage. She had rather taken a liking to the boys and had already formulated a plan on what to do when Isshin came, but it required the Weasley troupe to not go home for the holidays. So far, there was no plan either way. This was the easiest task out of her constantly growing list.

She found that she did not need to worry so much about Hermione, even though it was this Granger that had brought about the worry of Isshin in the first place. She had gotten a better story of the matter that had happened from the gossip that was spread through the school, and she had to say that the girl had the brains to definitely take care of herself. There wasn't much she had to worry about her.

On the other hand, there was Elizabeth. While she didn't make the best grades for her year, the girl was getting pretty high grades, though none of it seemed to be up to par with most of the Ravenclaw students. Many had come to realize that she was the one person in their house who really didn't care about grades, other then Luna Lovegood.

Luna Lovegood was, how to put it, on the loony side, but she also made the top grades for her year. Yet she didn't seem to care about them like Hermione did, and didn't fret much about things. Sometimes she got in trouble for saying odd things, and she was rather disliked for being what others would call a nut job, but Yoruichi found that she liked the girl.

And the advantage of having Luna in the same house, same year and same dorm room as Elizabeth was that Luna, knowing Yoruichi's secret, would tell her everything that happened during class that day, thus allowing the black cat to have the story of what went on, albeit with some of Luna's quirkiness added in. Though she had to admit, she really adored the child, as quirky as she was.

And she did not have to worry about this girl or Draco telling her secret. Draco was like most of the pureblood kids she saw; however, she had the feeling he might be doing it more to please his father then anything else. This meant that she had to mostly worry about Flint spreading her secret. Thus she decided to find a way to get him in trouble, and let him know that, even though he succeeded in getting Draco to get the brooms, she wasn't going to put up with any nonsense.

So, one night, she snuck into the Slytherin common room with another student and went up to his dorm room. She opened up his things while he was asleep and found that Draco was quite right, the boy was definitely a pervert. He had quite a few magazines with questionable pictures in them. She took the time to spread them out so that they would easily be found in the morning.

She also managed to spill a bottle of ink, and purposely step all over the magazines, leaving cat prints all over them. Flint was lucky that he woke up first in the morning, as he was able to clean up the mess she made. However, glancing around the room, and finding her sitting on the windowsill, licking her paws, then leaving as soon as he saw her told him not to mess with her.

However, what she didn't know was that the broom fiasco would lead to some problems that she had not expected, not to mention finding out that while under normal circumstances, Hermione could take care of herself, there was one thing that no one really had expected, but then Yoruichi's knowledge of Wizarding matters was slim in comparison to Urahara's.

She had been following Luna and Elizabeth past the Quidditch fields, when she heard a commotion going on. She hurried over out of curiosity and found that two groups of people were standing on the field, speaking with each other. A few were dressed in funny looking robes, which the black cat guessed was for the Quidditch sport. She hurried over, not knowing what to expect.

What she found out was that Flint had taken the time to arrange to use the field at the same time as the Gryffindor team, to show off the new brooms that Draco's father had supplied, and that Draco was their new seeker. He saw her, and had an evil glint in his eyes, as if he was yet again trying to get the one up on the Malfoy child. She also saw the Weasley twins looking murderously at him.

"Why is it that you Malfoys always have to buy your way into places?" this comment came from Ron Weasley, who was there along with Hermione, probably because Harry was on the team.

"At least my father can afford new brooms. Your family had to scrounge to just make ends meet to pay for books this year!" Draco suddenly snapped.

Yoruichi knew that both boys were hitting nerves that dug deep and that they weren't merely teasing each other. They were on the point of insulting each other. Hermione, though, was affronted by what Draco had stated. "At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent."

Draco's eyes were livid and he turned towards her, "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood."

It was obvious to Yoruichi that the boy had meant to say something else in addition to this, but found that Flint suddenly had to step in front of the boy, his arms spread. Quite a few people were trying to jinx Draco, and Ronald Weasley succeeded in pointing his wand under Flint's arm, only the boy's spell backfired, and it was Ronald who ended up spitting slugs.

One small boy started using his camera to take pictures, at which point Draco's face grew even more livid, not to mention, he threw a glare at Potter about this whole mess and debacle. The Gryffindors quickly dispersed, taking off with Ronald to someplace. After they had left, Draco shoved his broom into Flint's chest.

"What was that for?" Flint smirked.

"You purposely did that so our team might get into a fight with Gryffindor, didn't you?" Draco snapped.

"Well, so what?" Flint suddenly commented. "Now, get on your broom so we can practice."

"Flint… slugs are destroying the field, you idiot!" Draco pointed at where the slugs were gorging themselves on the grass. Some of the Slytherins who had been laughing at this time stopped, while a few others continued.

"He has a point Flint… there is no way we'll be…" Adrian tried speaking up.

"We'll play until someone tells us to stop," Flint snapped, then turned to Draco. "Or are you too chicken?"

Draco glared at the boy, and then snatched the broom back from him. Yoruichi knew that she would have to have a talk with him about this later.

M

Later ended being that night when Draco left for the club meeting, a very sick look on his face. He saw Yoruichi following him and stopped in his tracks. "You know, why can't you follow one of the Granger girls?"

"You mean one of the Mudbloods?" Yoruichi asked, keeping in step with him.

"I…" Draco almost stopped. "How much exactly did you hear?"

"The whole thing," the cat purred. "Hermione was bawling her eyes out for quite a bit."

Some footsteps were heard behind them, and Draco found a firm grip placed onto his shoulder, to which he turned to find a very livid Cedric glaring at him. "What gives you the right to call Hermione that Malfoy?"

"I don't want to talk about it," Draco suddenly tried pulling away from the other boy. "What gives you the right to lecture me?"

"The fact that I am older than you and I'm supposed to be your mentor, or something like that… or at least I thought I was your role model. This is the third time you've called her Mudblood you know," the older boy spun the younger one around.

"Three… I only remember one time!" Draco protested, becoming confused.

"There was the time that Hooch told me about, when she was taking Hermione through Diagon Alley. You were with her father and Hermione couldn't take it seriously then because she didn't know what the word meant," Cedric snapped. "The second time was when she thought you had seen the ghost that was with her on your first day last year… on the train. She associated it with a defense mechanism. She told us about those, I don't know if there are any others."

"I didn't mean to," the younger boy couldn't look Cedric in the eyes.

"And your buying your way onto the team was despicable," Cedric muttered, not looking Draco in the face. "I know you don't care what Hermione thinks of you, but don't you think that might be an insult to me?"

"Shut up! You don't have to deal with Flint in the same house, do you?!" Draco shoved Cedric away from him.

Cedric suddenly raised an eyebrow, grabbing Draco's shoulder. "Is there something about this that you aren't telling me Draco?"

"It's Malfoy." Draco muttered. "It isn't as if you're my friend. I don't have any!"

"How dumb can you get? Everyone in the geist club was willing to be your friend, then you most likely threw it away by calling Granger that detestable name," Cedric glared at him, folding his arms across his chest.

"She didn't have to comment about getting on the team with talent when the only reason Potter made the team last year is because everyone knows who he is! Everyone jumps to his command because his name is so famous!" Draco was suddenly yelling.

Cedric rolled his eyes at the boy. "Draco… Harry got onto his team by talent… and from what I heard; you were stupid enough to play a part in getting him on the team. Perhaps her words wouldn't have stung as much if they weren't true."

"You don't think I wish it was true!" Draco snapped. "Hell, I don't even know how much talent I actually have, or anyone on that team for that matter. Flint likes to play favorites and the only reason that he possibly lets Pucey stay is because Pucey makes the team look good with the fact he refuses to fowl anyone."

"And Pucey is actually good to, but you have a point, Flint does like to play favorites," Cedric frowned. "However, why stoop to his level. I mean, there could have been some other way to get to him…"

"He blackmailed me… all right? I would rather not talk about it, Diggory," the boy glared at the floor.

"Does it have to do with the club?" Cedric shook Draco, but the boy refused to answer. "It does, doesn't it?"

"If you think an invitation threat is enough to keep him quiet if he found out about the club, it wouldn't work on him," the boy pulled away. "As for what he was blackmailing me about, it is none of your business. I've decided I'm not going tonight!"

With that, Draco stormed off. Due to this, Yoruichi ended up following Cedric to where the club meeting was being held, and to her utmost delight, she also figured out where Urahara probably hid the portal to get back and forth. Yoruichi found that she loved how Urahara had come up with this plan, but felt that he could have told her sooner, as she could have used this room sooner to her benefit.

She went and took a seat next to Luna Lovegood on the blue couch, while Cedric took one on the yellow. Elizabeth was being rather poutish about the whole matter. Hermione and the twins sat on the red couch, both boys on either side of her with smirk on their faces. Neville sat on the floor.

"Seems it is Gryffindor with four wins, Ravenclaw with three, Hufflepuff with one and Slytherin with zero," Fred joked.

"Oi!" Cedric shook his head at the two boys. "First off, you two may now be club members, but you still can't see Muggle Ghosts, so you two don't count. And Slytherin does have one."

"I don't exactly blame him for not showing up," Cho scowled.

"He almost did, but thought better of it," Cedric sighed. "I had a talk with him before I came."

"I don't want to see him after what he said today," Hermione snapped.

"He did call Hermione… that word," Neville muttered under his breath.

"So…" Fred's eyes suddenly got dark.

"Malfoy is in this club," George finished. "He's one to talk... a big hypocrite isn't he?"

"You could say that," Cedric muttered. "I thought I was really getting through to him."

"Maybe we need to have more meetings to promote Federish from getting into our heads," Luna suddenly piped up.

"What exactly did he say to my sister?" Elizabeth suddenly asked, confusion on her face.

"He called me a Mudblood Liz. He'll call anyone who comes from a Muggle family that," Hermione nearly spat out. "Pureblood supremacy my ass..."

Elizabeth became quite, but Luna suddenly spoke up. "Harry is hearing voices, but it isn't positives or negatives."

At first everyone stared at her. The Hermione shook her head at the girl. "You mean that he isn't hearing Muggle Ghosts?"

Luna nodded her head. "He asked if we could hear it too. I can hear and see clearly all the time, so I don't think he is hearing them."

"He was probably just tired from the detention he had to serve with Lockhart," Elizabeth yawned. "I'm tired of being up this late."

"It isn't as if you haven't been studying for classes," Cho sighed.

"I know… Elizabeth… don't you care about the grades you get?" Hermione suddenly asked. "I thought that's why you wanted into Ravenclaw."

"Wanted?" the small girl suddenly became confused. "I don't understand this wanting part of it."

"The hat sorts on traits that it sees in us and our wants," Cedric commented. "You are in Ravenclaw because you belong there."

"If you want, I can help you. Geist club forms a study group outside of club meetings," Cho suddenly imputed.

"We're in," the twins commented suddenly and unexpectedly.

"Excuse me?" Cho gave the two dirty looks.

"Look…" Fred started, but had a hand clapped over his mouth.

"We may not seem to take studying seriously, but we want to be able to make the best joke shop tricks ever," George smiled. "To do that, we only need certain knowledge that pertains to that trade, right?"

Cho opened her mouth, but then closed it in shock. Cedric shook his head, laughing. "You two promise to behave, and you can come."

The oriental girl glared at him, but then shrugged her shoulders. "Luna was also right about us needing to meet more… I mean, it was one thing when it was only a few of us, but there are quite a few members now, so… more meetings?"

"Once a week instead of once a month would work fine with me," Hermione suddenly stated. "Though I really don't want to deal with Malfoy."

"He's hurting inside because of Winkins," Luna stated, a small smile spreading on her face, giving Cedric a knowing look, which startled him.

"I guess I can keep trying to reach him, but he is seriously trying my patience," the boy sighed.

"Well, Halloween is around the corner, I say we have our next meeting then," Cho suddenly stated. "And we should start planning some outings for us. I mean… we should start acting like we are a real club."

"And we need a cover," Cedric suddenly commented.

"Sempai… I think I have an idea," Cho smirked. "I'll give the details next meeting!"

M

That day was one of Ukitake's down days. In fact, his illness had made it so that he was stuck in bed for quite a few days, much to his displeasure. He had planned on visiting the young taicho on his return back from his ambassadorial trip, but found that he was either ill, the young one was out of the office, or other such reasons.

A small argument broke out in front of the doors and Ukitake heard the thumping of his two third seats heads. He then heard Rukia speak up. "Since the two of you decided to argue on who will take it to him, I will take it, as he is not feeling really good today!"

"Gomen Rukia-chan!"

"Gomen Kuchiki-san!"

A knock came on the door and Ukitake gave an amused smile. "Come in Kuchiki-dono."

The door opened and Rukia bowed, the two third seats on either side of her. "Apologies for interrupting, but a package came from Hitsugaya taicho. The letter requests you open it in private."

Rukia then stood up and brought the package, setting it next to the man, then returned to the door and closed it. Ukitake got a small smile on his face as he picked up the package. He opened the letter that was inside the other letter.

To Ukitake taicho -
I don't usually find things humorous, but a Grim Reaper by the name of Black introduced me to these… things. Since you were not feeling well, and I know that you would have liked to have greeted me on my return, I hope they make you feel better.
- Sincerely
Hitsugaya taicho

Ukitake opened the box that the letters were attached to. Inside were a few pentagon shaped boxes. Ukitake went and opened one, only to nearly jump as a chocolate frog leapt out of the box. At first he looked at it in shock, then a smile slowly crept over his face and he burst into laughter.

At this, his third seats suddenly opened the door, only to have the female have the frog jump right onto her face. The male, oblivious to the fact, had a concerned look on his face. "Taicho… are you all right. Hitsugaya taicho doesn't send things that make…"

Ukitake could only laugh some more as he pointed at Kiyone, who was pulling the frog of her face. Rukia got a look that said this completely tickled her funny bone and burst out laughing, also pointing at the girl while slapping the other hand over her mouth, while Sentaro could only stare with his jaw dropped. Ukitake spoke between laughs. "Apparently… Shiro-chan… felt I needed… cheering up! Don't tell him… that you know… about this! He'll be… completely… embarrassed!"


Author's note – I felt I had to end a very down chapter with something that brought everything up a bit. :)
6/18/2009 – Thanks to Ayriannah for looking over this chapter for grammatical, spelling and syntax errors! :)