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Friend: I wonder where you find the time to write all this.

Me: No sleep.

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Hagrid didn't show up to teach all week. I spent my time avoiding the Golden Trio as much as I could. I even had all my meals in the chamber. Mom wanted to explore the castle, but I told her that it might be dangerous and that I would see if I could get a teacher to escort her around. For the first time in eleven years I had called her Mama, which seemed to boost her opinion of the school. Truth be told, I only did it to calm her down. I don't know what it was but it seemed like this whole situation had gotten her on an emotional high. Either that or she was on her period.

Right now I was walking to the kitchens. My pocky had run out, to my dismay, and I was going to see if the House Elves could make them. I imagined all the different flavors they could make and drooled slightly. Normally pocky was just a snack I had once in a while, but when you've had nothing to eat all day then you would drool over any food.

I was just turning the corner when I bumped into someone, causing me to fall on my butt. I winced and got up slowly, rubbing my lower back. I must've hit my tailbone. "Yuri!" I looked down at the person who I bumped into, only to see that it was Hermione. So much for avoiding her. She looked at me for a second before getting up herself.

I backed away two steps before bolting the other direction. "Yuri Shibuya, don't you dare think that you'll get away from me again!" I groaned at the same time of my stomach. I really shouldn't have started running on an empty stomach, but what could I do? I winced as cramps started forming. Ow, ow, ow, ow!

Footsteps started coming up behind me and I could tell that she was gaining quickly. I looked up ahead so that I could see where I was going, only to see two other people standing in the hallway. I paled when I realized that it was Ron and Harry. They seemed to be ready for me. Without thinking, I turned around and ran back towards Hermione, who had her wand out.

I ignored it and ducked under the stunning spell she tried to hit me with. "Ok, ok," I whispered to myself as I imagined a baseball field. At the last second I twisted my body and let myself slide until I went under Hermione's legs and through to the other side. Yes!

I jumped back on my feet and continued running the other way with the Golden Trio right behind me. I looked over to my right to see a red light on the wall. Without thinking, I jumped, causing another stunner to go right past me. Jeez, they were serious. I turned around and started running backwards just to taunt them; after all I was faster than them. That was until I felt a sting on my back.

I yelped and fell forward as I realized that I had been hit with a stunner. I groaned and held my stomach in pain. I really should have eaten before I started doing something like that. I watched as feet approached me before allowing myself to fade into darkness.

Me: The end!

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I woke up in a sitting position, which is really uncomfortable by the way. I tried to lift my hand to rub my eyes but couldn't move it. I looked down to see that it was tied to the chair I was on. I stared at it for a second, wondering why I was here. I looked around the empty classroom, only to get a light smack on my head. "Ow!" I said before looking at who hit me. I turned my head to see a very angry Hermione.

"That was for running!" She hit me again, only with a book, "And that if for not telling us anything!" I groaned and then looked over at Harry and Ron who had just walked in.

"All clear, 'Mione," said Ron as he put a silencing charm and a locking charm up. Oh no.

Hermione nodded and then turned to me with a determined look on her face. "Whatever you want to know, I'm not telling." I said with a grin, but then I saw Hermione's glare and seriously doubted my words. "L-look, I would tell you if I could, but I can't! I'm not allowed to!" The scariest smile I had ever seen appeared on Hermione's lips.

Hermione leaned over so that she was face-to face with me. "Normally I would be all for the rules, but there's one thing that I can't stand more than breaking the rules." I swallowed in an attempt to water my dry throat.

"A-and what's that?" I asked, a little scared of what she may say.

Her scary smile was still on her face. "When people try to come in between me and learning something new." Uh-oh. Hermione raised her wand and said words that I didn't understand. A spell I haven't heard probably.

At first nothing happened. That was until I got this weird tingly feeling in my sides. I wriggled, trying to itch it away but I couldn't move. It then spread to my armpits, causing me to laugh at the feeling. Pretty soon it was all over my body and I was twitching with uncontrollable laughter. "P-please! S-stop!" I said, only to feel it increase. I moved so suddenly that my chair fell on its back. "OK! OK! I'LL TELL! I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING!" I screamed as tears appeared at the edges of my eyes.

It stopped so suddenly that it took me a few seconds before I stopped laughing. I breathed in and out, trying to get myself under control. A tickling hex is indeed scary. I felt strong hands lift the chair up so that I was in the proper sitting position again. I looked over at Harry who gave me a sympathetic look. Hermione was scary when she was angry.

I sighed and then realized what I had gotten myself into. I wasn't getting out of this, or at least not anytime soon. "Can you untie me?" I asked, hoping that they would at least do that. Harry was the one who let me out with a spell with Hermione glaring at him.

"Oh, come on. He said he'd tell us, didn't he?" was what ended the conversation, courtesy of Ron.

I sighed and rubbed my sore wrists, "So, what do you want to know?" I asked, hoping that I didn't have to tell them too much. Hermione looked thoughtful for a second, while Ron and Harry only glanced at each other.

"Are you a Demon?" I grimaced; at least she was straight to the point.

"Yes." I replied simply.

Hermione's eyes widened but she didn't have a disgusted look on her face, "What is your relationship with your 'Professors'." I chocked, she was a lot more perceptive then I gave her credit for.

"Uh, Conrad is my Godfather." I said, trying to think of how to describe Gwendal, "and uh, Gwendal is a friend of the family? I guess. It's kind of hard to explain."

Hermione seemed to accept that and then continued on with her questions, "What sort of magic do you learn at your school?" Her eyes glinted in curiosity.

I sighed, how was I to explain that one? "Uh, well, wandless magic mostly, but we learn other things like sword fighting, history and math. And uh . . . ." I thought about how I was going to explain it. "Well, you see the term 'Demon' is for people who have either a strong magical core or a really weak one. Those who have a strong one cannot use wands because they may not be able to hold the magical power they send out and break. Those with a weak one may be able to see Hogwarts castle, for example, but won't be able to cast a spell no matter how hard they try." It was true. Demons with reborn souls had strong magical powers while Demons without reborn souls didn't.

Hermione's eyes glinted again, "Why are they called Demons, then?" I sighed as I rubbed my tired eyes.

"Think about it. If you have a weak magical core, then you're considered a Demon among muggles because you can't hide your magic. But if you have a strong one, you're considered a Demon among wizards because you are way too powerful." Ok, this was a lie, but how else was I going to explain it? I could tell her that the Demon Tribe was everywhere!

Hermione looked at me with sad eyes. Her hand was over her mouth as she took in my words. I didn't want to make her feel bad, but what else could I do? I didn't want her to bug me with these questions anymore then I had to. "O-oh, I see." Ron looked like he was about to ask something before Hermione grabbed his arm. "W-well, we'd better be going. Don't want to be late for class." And with that they scrambled out the door. I looked over at Harry who was just staring out the window like nothing happened.

I got up and stretched, trying to get back in shape from my torture. "Is it true?" I looked over at Harry who was now looking at me. My black eyes locked with his emerald, causing me to shiver. "Is what you said true?" he asked again. I didn't want to lie to him. I wanted to tell him everything. To get it off my chest, but I bit my tongue and nodded. He sighed and then let himself out of the classroom, shutting the door behind him. I stood there for a whole five minutes like an idiot before heading off to the library. I really wanted to be alone right now.

Me: THE END!

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