Chapter 21: McGonagall's warning & Transfers


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Hey lovelies,

Here's a new chapter, I hope you enjoy it, I've finally decided to add yandere-Chan to the story but it's going to be a slow burn with her mainly because I want to build character and story too, so if the chapter looks like it's dragging I'm sorry.

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p.s sorry for the long wait, but I've had some things happen, and it wasn't pleasant, but now that I'm practically trapped at home I can write(uk pubs are closed).

p.p.s swing by and read Tough Lover my new harry potter crossover and leave some reviews, I hope you enjoy it too.


No One's POV:

It had been a few days since Wisteria's hospital trip with Reo and the incident with the bath, and while it was a little awkward between Wisteria and Osoro they eventually laughed about the incident, and Wisteria agreed to knock or call in to find out if anyone was in the bath from then onwards.

That morning, when the odd pair arrived at school, it was already buzzing with whispering students, normally, they would be talking about a new rumour Info-chan was spreading, who had the latest top fashion or make up, who was caught smoking in the toilets or having sex in the cleaning closets,

but today there was a buzz about new students attending the school. However, Wisteria wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, to her it didn't matter, the arrival of new students simply meant that there were more people to hide her presence from Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Wisteria sighed as she walked up the stairs to the classroom and sat at her desk not paying attention to the teacher as she entered with two new youths behind her. It wasn't until Miss Shinonome slammed the register book onto her desk that Wisteria along with the rest of the class where called to attention.

"Class these are our new students, Iba Hachiro and Ayano Aishi, please be nice to them" said the teacher warmly as Iba and Ayano stood in front of the chalk board silently.

Wisteria's POV:

I was angry, scratch that I was fuming at Iba's nerve, especially when the sod had the nerve to look at me with that annoying smile he has! He still seemed incapable of understanding that I was still angry at him, I really didn't want him near me at the moment I just hoped that he got the message soon. It was then I heard the teacher say "why don't you sit with Wisteria Mr Hachiro, there's an empty desk next to her".

My heart fell to the pit of my gut, how was I going to cope now, I felt my face getting redder and redder as I let my anger bubble to a higher temperature, I noted how knuckles turned white as I clutched my fountain pen, trying to regain my focus for the lesson ahead.

It was a struggle for me to tolerate him especially since he would be sitting next to me for the rest of the year, I just hoped that he lost interest in me quickly, with all of the other much prettier girls in the class, that should be true by any means.

However, as the day progressed, I found him paying more and more attention to me, much to my annoyance, I mean I caught him staring at me half way through art, I didn't mean to say it but he had been at it all day.

"What you looking at? ugly mug!" I snapped at Iba causing a lot of the girls to gasp and give me dirty looks. The sod had the gall to smile and laugh at my remarks.

"oh, nothing, just your gorgeous visage in front of me, is all" he replied smiling and with a humorous tone in his voice.

"Well you can stop your gawking! I'm not an animal in a zoo or a slab of meat! Go find some other poor victim to stare at!" I almost yelled at him, causing the girls surrounding Iba to start squabbling about who he should stare at, causing Iba to frown then blush in a combination of embarrassment and frustration, to be honest if I wasn't so upset with him, I would have found the situation hilarious to watch.

After a few minutes of watching the chaos I chose to get back to my own work, a chalk pastel drawing of a bunch of fruits and vegetables from my garden, the photo of which was pinned to the top right corner of my canvas.

"Not what I'd asked for miss potter, but I'll allow it seeing as you've demonstrated skills in observation and a talent for light and shadow, however you do need to improve on placing the shadows beneath the objects and behind them too, so I'd recommend" began the art teacher from behind me, before he bent over picking up a couple of the darker chalk pastels and began to show me how to correct my mistake and improve my work, giving me instructions as he went, this went on for a few minutes before he went on to another student, whom he scolded for drawing inappropriate material in the school and for wasting art materials in the process before taking the students work of the easel and putting it through the paper shredder, leaving the student to start again.

After that it was lunch time, and as per usual I ate with Osano in the classroom, mainly because it was too cold to eat outside, I could swear I saw a small flurry of snow outside, but that could be my mind playing tricks on me.

"So, Christmas is coming what are you doing?" asked Osano as he munched on a rolled omelette from the bento his mother had made while I had a spoon full of bacon, scallion and miso soup from the bento I had made (soup, rice with sea weed, shredded burdock, fish cakes ect, ect) allowing it to warm me from the inside as I listened to Osano talk.

"Well me and some of my gal pals are going to a comiket, well their going and dragging me with them because it'll be my first one here in Japan" I explained as I went into detail about what me, Sakura and Ritsuka where going to do, I just hope that they won't make me dress up.

No one's POV:

Little did Wisteria or Osano knew, Iba was listening in on one side while Osoro listened on the other side while eating his lunch, both formulating a plan for Christmas if only to try to get her attention either at home or at the comiket, both boys wanted to be with her for Christmas if only to be with someone on one of the most romantic nights of the year.

As the hours went by during the club activities Wisteria was asked by multiple male and female students to join in their Christmas activities which as flattering as the offers where Wisteria politely turned them down telling them that she had plans.

As it was a Monday Wisteria was scheduled to be at the cookery club, who had decided to make a series of Christmas related projects (cakes, cookies, ect, ect) and every one was expected to make something, so Wisteria decided to go and look for some traditional recipes like gingerbread cookies and snickerdoodles, then she decided to make her confections, ginger bread cookies and traditional English Christmas cake filled with brandy-soaked fruit and rich candied orange peel.

Little did she know that the aroma of the baking would waft through out the school attracting, staff and students alike, one teacher had the gall to try to "confiscate" the cookies as soon as they came out of the oven and she got a lecture from another teacher for bringing brandy into the school, but was commended on how she used it.

Once the cake and cookies where out of the oven and where cooling, Wisteria decided to make the decorations, including sculped marzipan creatures for the cake and fondant holly leaves and berries, while she made simple icing in two to three different colours and decorated the cookies with it, in intercut designs, praying that she didn't screw up at the last second.

"Mmmm... what a lovely smell" came a voice from behind Wisteria, it was Iba.

"What are you doing here Iba?" Snapped Wisteria not looking up from her work.

"Looking for a club to join, can't spend three hours in study hall, can I?" he replied teasingly, causing a few of the girls to giggle and blush in the process.

"Well, Talk to Amao, I'm sure he can have you doing dishes!" exclaimed Wisteria sarcastically, causing Iba to frown slightly.

"Oh, come on Wisteria, don't be like that, I'm sure we can give him a trial to see if he's right for the club" came Amao's voice from behind her, causing Wisteria to bite her lip in frustration.

"Fine, whatever! Just make sure he doesn't get under my feet!" Wisteria responded, her voice becoming harsh as her temper flared, causing a lot of the club members to look at her oddly, they had never seen her act this way to another student before, some of the girls thought that she was either jealous or there was more to the story, while the boys wondered about what Iba could have done to upset the prettiest girl in the school.

"Well, that's that then, well get you an apron and you can get stuck in" said Amao chuckling nervously turning around and heading to his cooking station to finish his work, a traditional Japanese Christmas cake and an assortment of macarons in festive colours.

Meanwhile Iba went to the only station that was vacant, and began to prepare a basic short bread recipe, knowing that he wasn't good enough for the club, but relishing in the fact he gets to watch Wisteria in the kitchen, he only wished that it was in a privet kitchen so he wouldn't have to share her, but he was aware that he had competition, and that he was currently running in at last place , he knew Wisteria was hurting and it was going to take a lot for him to make it up to her, he only hoped that he could find a way to do so, however Wisteria wasn't going to give him any tips so he was going to have to get creative.

Once he'd finished the shortbread, he placed it on the display table, feeling slightly bad, looking at the other treats, there were mountains of croquembouche, stacks of cookies of every variety, and the cakes, they were, a kin to a city in appearance as they were placed together on the table, there were so many different shapes and sizes as well as flavours, reminding Iba of the diversity of cities like London and New York, everything from light and fluffy Japanese to rich and fruity English Christmas cake, it made Iba drool slightly at the sight and smell of them.

Just as everyone had finished plating up and doing dishes Amao approached the centre of the room and clapped his hands, bringing everyone to attention.

"Everyone, I know that this afternoons challenge has been hard on you but look at the results, we have a banquet of Christmas treat's from around the world" began the club president indicating to the table, "not only that but we've got a que of staff and classmates alike, all I can say now is...DIG IN!" he exclaimed, as some of the club members grabbed plates and took pieces of the treats that they were interested in before the teachers and other students came in and sample the clubs work.

Wisteria was surprised to be met with such high praise from staff and class mates alike that weren't mere grunts of approval like she'd received at the Dursleys, while unusual it made her smile at the recognition for her hard work, rather than someone taking credit for her work like her aunt who would take credit for pretty much all of her work around the house, from the gardening to cooking.

Once the feasting had ended and everything was once again washed and put away, Wisteria walked out to the bus stop meeting Osoro and Osano in the process, while Iba walked out to his dad's car watching as Wisteria climbed the steps of the bus and show her transport pass to the driver, who nodded letting her on, he frowned as he watched the bus roll away into the distance. Once he climbed into the back seat greeted by both of his parents.

"How was your day sweetie?" asked Hiroko, fussing over him slightly much to Iba's embarrassment.

"Mom!" he exclaimed his face going red as his mother whipped some icing sugar away from his face, causing his father to laugh.

"Hiroko, stop fussing over the boy, he'll never learn if you keep mollycoddling him" said Hitoshi still laughing much to his son's frustration.

"Well, it was alright, but I still get the feeling Wisteria is still angry at me though" explained Iba before going into detail about the day, causing his mother sighed.

"well, my darling bearing in mind the awful situation she was in, to lose contact with her only ally, she didn't know whether you just abandoned her or something happened, we were here one day and gone the next, leaving her with severe trust issues, all you can do is "leave the door open" to her" explained Hiroko, "I know it's going to be hard, but she may come round in the end, now let's get a look at these biscuits" she finished taking the short bead off of him.

"Well, they're nice and crispy" she said, "and they're beautifully decorated too, I think we'll have them instead of dessert, you know how your father loves shortbread" she continued.

Hiroko's heart ached for her son, she wanted to do something about it and if it had been a different girl, she would have gone up to her and given her the third degree, but she knew her son's old friend was a very damaged teenager and wouldn't be receptive of her yelling at her, and her son wouldn't be happy either. She sighed; this was a problem that he'd have to solve on his own.

Meanwhile on the other side of town, Wisteria was preparing for her evening classes, grabbing a warm jacket and her text books for the night, while Osoro was nervously sitting with Professor Snape who was helping him write resume and cover letter, ready for a job application. As soon as she was out, Osoro put his pen down and turned to the professor.

"We need help her Prof, Wis is tearing herself apart with her past and I think she's been drinking" he said, shocking Snape.

"Well, Iba's return must have hurt, but what makes you think she's been drinking?" Snape asked.

"The liquor cabinet is a little on the empty side, and I found a bottle of cider hidden in her needle work basket" explained Osoro.

"Ok, first we need to nip this drinking in the bud, so why don't you go next door and get Mrs Najimi and I'll explain it to her, after that we'll tackle her problems with Iba before it really spirals out of control" said Snape, sending the boy next door, hoping they were doing the right thing.

Snape walked over to the fireplace and tossed some floo powder into the flames.

"Malfoy manor" he yelled before sticking his head in the fire, where he was met with the sight of Lucious's elegant yet agitated face.

"Severus, and how have you been?" he asked in a silky voice.

"Now's not the time Lucius" began Snape before asking "does Narcissa still work with WCPS?" causing Lucius's eye brow's to rise comically.

"Yes, why?" he asked, calmly, knowing his friend was in no mood for pleasantries at this moment.

"I need her to do something very discreetly" explained Snape calmly, not wanting to say too much in front of his friend, not knowing whether he would take the information to the dark lord, at least Narcissa's oaths would ensure Wisteria's privacy, especially since it would be a WCPS case. Lucius rolled his eyes as he walked out of view presumably to find his wife. After a few minutes Narcissa came into view.

"What is it you need Severus?" she asked, quizzically.

"I've just found out somethings about Potter's life, I know her relatives are dead now, but I can't help but feel that I'm missing something, and possibly the school was complicit in her treatment" Snape explained.

"So, you want me to investigate" Narcissa said softly.

"But quietly" said Snape, Narcissa nodded as he continued to explain the situation, mentioning Iba and the possibility of intercepted letters as well as high chance of abuse being a factor.

"I see, I'll be right on it, and Severus you're a good man for doing this, it must be hard to help the child of your worst enemy, but we that is me and Lucius need you to do something too" said Narcissa nervously.

"What is that?" asked Snape.

"The Dark Lord is displeased with Lucius after the diary incident a couple of years ago, we're afraid that Draco will be recruited in order to punish Lucius" explained Narcissa.

"So, you want me to take the boy in" said Snape flatly.

"where you are" Said Narcissa shuffling on the spot.

"Get him a muggle passport, his booster jabs both muggle and magical and a muggle plane ticket to Tokyo, I'll meet him at the airport and take him to where I'm staying" said Snape reluctantly knowing Wisteria wouldn't be happy but she'd accept it.

"Thank you, Severus" said Narcissa before bidding him good bye and leaving the room, while Snape pulled his head out of the fire. Just as he stood up Mrs Najimi came in with a worried expression on her face.

"What's going on?" she asked, and Snape started to explain what happened and their suspicions.

"Oh, I see, look, we'll meet tomorrow, and then we'll figure out how to help her properly" said Mrs Najimi, causing the others to nod silently in agreement. Once she'd left, there was a squawk of rage coming from Hedwig in the hallway. Snape rushed into the hallway to see the snowy owl looking up at the picture rail, clicking her beak hatefully, on the picture rail was a large eagle owl with a letter clutched in its beak.

"Not again" Muttered Snape as he went to take the letter, only for the owl to move out of range. It must have only wanted its true recipient to take it. So, there it stayed waiting until its recipient arrived, which was half an hour later, when Wisteria came in from her evening classes. It swooped down from the picture rail as she was pulling off her shoes and slipped into her slippers.

"and what are you doing out here?" she asked the owl, who dropped the letter at her feet and flew back up to the picture rail to rest.

Wondering into the kitchen with the letter Wisteria put the kettle on and sat at the table and opened it.

Potter,

Be on your guard, R & G Weasley and Granger have figured out where you are,

McGonegall

Wisteria glared at the parchment, just as the kettle began to whistle.

"THIS … MEANS...WAR!" she yelled just as the whistling hit its highest pitch, Snape came in to see to the kettle only to back out quietly eye's wide at the vicious nature behind the statement, he knew he'd find out eventually, chalking it up to the letter in her hand.