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"I have a question….Pepe," Ritsuka spoke as he looked to his friend and fellow Master (Not really, but semantics).

"Well ask away darling I am all ears!" He smiled. "I know quite a lot as you already know!"

"Mages and Wizards are fundamentally different in how magic works with them...but why do mages consider themselves a superior race? Could the same not be said for Wizards?" He cocked his head to the side, his doe eyes shining with curiosity and it was the one true sign that he was still, in the end, a child.

Pepe' smile fell before he smirked.

"Ahaha. No, you're correct," he nodded, raising his cup. "To the surface Mages are significantly weaker to wizards as specifics skills, spells and traits are not shared amongst the populace as the wizards do. So in the technical sense, we are the weaker race of magical beings"

"But," Ritsuka cocked his head.

"Well for one we don't have what they have, that being a magical core," Pepe smiled.

"Wizards have a magical core that is the strength behind their spells and it only fluctuates as they grow stronger…"

"A mage on the other hand," Pepe began. "They each have their own brand of Magic that is specific to their family and that head. Magic is very broad in the wizarding world, it's all connected to one another in some way so that they are all interconnected in the end," he explained. "Mages, it's all a one off thing in the end."

"The Clock Tower.."

"We mages do not shy away from using science, murdering, taking and pillaging from others in our pursuit for our goals...despite the anomaly that is you, my cute little darling," he winked to Ritsuka's blush. "Wizards had a whole plan laid out, and while powerful in its own way is stagnant in it's own right. They have very small goals that do not cross generations the same way that Mages do. Not usually anyways."

"Everything is taken, passed on, grown stronger with the more magic circuits added to the crest and more modifications are made to a branch of their research," Ritsuka began, bringing the now lukewarm tea to his lips. "A magical core is the one that a person develops…"

"Indeed! But a Crest is one that has been perfected to an extent in the previous owner's lifetime, now given new life in the new owner to be expanded upon, explored, modified and perfected as many other heads before."

"Then their magical artifacts…"

"Paracelsus mass produces Philosopher Stones on a whim to make super effective healing potions, the Mirror of Erisid ….well you've heard that particular rumor, and well when it comes down to a wizard vs mage duel…"

"Hmm?"

"Wizards will have the edge in the beginning. But when a mage gets serious it will not end well for them," he shook his head. "Mages are not afraid to get their hands dirty, not afraid of having a few heads roll."

"Indeed."

"And let's not forget that bounded fields and anything else that can be dismantled often have a few nasty curses and surprises that wizards tend not to account for when dismantling them," Pepe leaned back with a smug smile. "As I said before, all wizarding Magic is interconnected, but a mages is to their family. One will never do something the same as the other...so a mage will always have an upperhand during an attack."

"Not to mention we're trained to kill," Ritsuka huffed as Pepe laughed.

"Yes, there is the mandatory assassin training," he smirked. "Like I said, not afraid of a little blood."

"Indeed…"

HOGWARTS

"I have a question, Ashiya," Arthur asked as he turned to Onmyouji. They were in the staff room, eyeing the other teachers as they went over the various assignments that they collected. They were speaking in old Babylonian to be safe.

"Hmm?"

"You and Seimei...you took his wife after killing him….but you also said something about the incident."

"That's something between me and Master," he smiled, but his aura was very dark. "So I ask of you to stop."m

"Ashiya...I'm only asking because there is a chance that he may be summoned in the future and I am-"

"Me and Seimei have a complicated relationship, he is adamant that I am his friend,"Ashiya huffed, picking at his nails. "My, I even thought he might have preferred men over women and teased him mercilessly about such a thing."

"Did he prefer men," Arthur inquired. "I mean...I too have seen and heard the rumors of him."

"Oh yes," he brushed off. "The king would often get him the best beauties in the kingdom to have for the night or week, depending on what they looked like. If they met his criteria then they would be spoiled for long amounts of time."

"He had a preference?"

"Yes, a very specific type," Ashiya chuckled. "Black hair, green eyes and about as tall as him. Pity, since his wife met all of those, but he wanted a man."

"But what about what you said to master," Arthur brought up again. "You said, 'I'll never forgive that man for what he did on that day, the day he came back and ended my life'."

"You don't need to know that," Ashiya whispered. "That half Kitsune was a bastard that enjoyed my pain. Being my friend, my ass."

"Sorry," Arthur sighed.

Ashiya didn't hear him, he was lost in the memories of that day...that day he hated with so much passion.

'DOUMAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! I BEG OF YOU DON'T!'

'SHUT YOUR MOUTH SEIMEI! YOU DID IT! YOU FINALLY BROKE ME!'

'Ashiya….Ashiya please, I did not come to hurt your or kill you...that man...he's the one who-'

'You didn't come to hurt me?! That's rich! You've hurt me worse than ever before on this day!'

'I didn't mean to...I just wanted to show and tell you what we had between us meant to me, even after you killed me…'

'Your so dumb….I wanted you dead and now...you will see me dead. A friend...my ass.'

'NOOO!'

Unconsciously, Ashiya went to cup the faded wound that killed him; a scar that rested over his heart.

A killing blow that a 'friend' had tried to stop.

How pitiful. Truly.

"They are quite the sight," Draco murmured to Theo as they watched Ashiya and Arthur converse with one another, they had left the staff room and moved to walk the corridors.

"I still don't like Ashiya...I heard the reports," Theo hissed, before stiffening at the smirk the Alter Ego sent his way. "Fuck no…"

"He feeds off this type of attention," Draco chuckled. "He's...nice enough if you don't threaten Ritsuka and how does he keep doing that," he shivered as a Shikigami waved at him before vanishing.

"Magic," Voyager spoke as he stepped beside the two.

"Damnit…" Draco jolted as the boy appeared.

"Sorry," he murmured just as he turned to look at the proclaimed "Golden Trio". "She does not look happy."

"With how much those two mooch off her, jee, I wonder why," Theo rolled his eyes as Draco went silent. "Keep the oogling on the down low."

'I know, I know," Draco hissed. "Mother is obsessed with me marrying her and Father is attempting to get records of her schooling to see...but he's impressed as well."

"Any pureblood worth his salt wouldn't care she's Muggleborn, she's a damn right powerful witch," Theo sighed. "If she was in the dueling club, she'd beat our asses to the moon and back; without breaking a sweat."

"She's more interested in things like research, civil rights and the like," Draco sniffed. "Another reason why mother and father like her."

'I heard a rumor," Theo began as they sat down by the outer wall of the castle. "You're not going to become the Director of the British Outpost?"

"I...it's not for me," Draco admitted.

'You never showed a real interest,' a new voice popped up and they both stiffened as Ritsuka came in.

"I..I appreciate-"

'It's fine," he laughed, brushing off Draco's ramblings. "I assume you're aiming for the head of the Chaldean Army? Or Black Ops?"

"Black ops," he murmured.

"And you," Ritsuka turned to Theo. "I remember you had lots of fun with the research department….so the head or a specific branch?"

"Is there any reason for a research department when you're here," he joked as Ritsuka smirked. "I was thinking about magical and mechanical research. But I might have some competition with the Weasley Twins."

"They are impressive," Ritsuka nodded. "I am sure that they will be more useful with the inventors than in research."

"I guess," Theo shook his head.

"Well, how did the vice director react to knowing that he might take up the mantle," Ritsuka asked.

"He flipped. He already did enough work as it was and didn't want to do more, he's fine with staying the vice," he chuckled as Ritsuka nodded.

"I guess...I know he's a bit of a workaholic….so maybe it's for the best."

It was silent between the three of them as they sat in the cool autumn breeze.

OUTSIDE OF HOGWARTS

"So...Hermione Granger if your choice for the next Director of the British Post," Severus heard an achingly familiar voice say.

"Director," he turned to Ritsuka as he came out of the shadows with a smirk.

'She's not even an employee," he giggled, turning to the Potions master with a rueful smile. "So she must be really impressive if you're recommending her. You're almost as bad as my brother and Avagrain in some regards."

"And you never take anything seriously...not in regard to the importance of the watch posts," Severus huffed.

"Can you please, please take the glamour off?"

"Not here," he whispered, going to hold the necklace he wore.

"I don't see why you hide yourself any longer," Ritsuke posted before he smirked. "Then again...I don't have much to say in that regard."

Severus was silent as he observed the other, knowing what he was speaking off. Everyone knew this, but it always scared people when they witnessed it.

Ritsuka was not dumb by any standard or the like, but he didn't or more accurately never really showed his true intelligence. Being trained by Kings, Queens and even James Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes themselves? The art of deception is as easy as breathing for someone like Ritsuka Fujimaru.

Not to mention the bullshit that was the association.

"Yes, you don't."

"Ahaha! You're so cruel Sev." Ritsuka smiled.

"He's not wrong brother," Kingu spoke as he floored down beside the two. "I see that you have kept this a secret from my brother as well," he turned to Severus.

"I'm not happy about it, but I was out voted and sworn to an oath of silence," he shrugged.

"Tch...take off the Glamour!"

"Why does everyone hate the glamour?"

"Because you look heinous."

"I think that was the point," Ritsuka cocked his head to the side.

"Thank you," he huffed before getting up from where he was seated and gathering his papers.

"Still you are a miracle in and of itself…"

"About my lineage again?"

"You're a Mage and Wizard,'' Ritsuka smiled asd Kingu jolted.

"What," he asked as they walked back to the castle.

"My father, Tobias Snape, was a lord at the Clock Tower...he hated how he was tricked into marrying a witch. My mother was sickened with my fathers mage lifestyle and tried to stop me from being indoctrinated into the mage lifestyle."

"The Snape family have held the position of Head of the Department of Curses within the Clocktower for centuries."

"Indeed. Which also deals with necromancy at a level even the most sickened of wizards won't cross," he sighed. "Lucius is currently the head of the Astromancy department after his cousin died."

"Well I can see that," Kingu sighed. 'But what is he?"

"He's a wizard with an aptitude for Magecraft," Ritsuka smiled. "He's not a Mage, the only one in this group is Severus. Lucuis was fitted with circuits like a crest, but they are not very powerful."

"Indeed, our groups would have been stronger with you in it if you took the lordship." Snape gave a side glance to the master.

"Botany, which deals with Witchcraft was actually offered to me," Ritsuka giggled as Kingu gaped.

'Wh...why didn't you take it! We could have had a foothold in that horrid place little brother!"

"AHah! A Xenophilius Lovegood is the head of that particular department," he smiled. "A constant informat of Lucius and Severus."

"I see you have kept some secrets as well brother," Kingu hummed as he gave him a side look. By that point Snape had left, heading inside

'I think I am entitled to them big brother!"

"You have a brother?"

Kingu and Ritsuka turned to see Hermione sitting in a shaded gazebo by the greenhouses, books and notes around her.

"Adopted," Ritsuka smiled. "He's a bit of a spoilsport though, and a bit of a mother hen," he winked.

'Well someone in this damned family has to watch out for you! Heaven knows you won't and mother just let you do what you want because she trusts you!"

"Ahaha! Well mom always did trust me," he winked despite the karate chop that was deliver to the back of his head.

"You would certainly die if we left you along to your thoughts and actions," Kingu sighed as Ritsuka laughed.

"I'm not that reckless!"

"You took on everyone at Gilfest with Anderson and that insufferable wannabe Saber of a Caster!"

"Don't call him that or caster will come after you."

"Who? That wannabe or his lover," Kingu shot back as Ritsuka sighed.

"You two are pretty close," Hermione commented as she began to clean up her mess around her.

"Well we hated one another for a while, something caused us to become closer to one another," he winked to the Lancer who huffed and moved to head back to the Black Lake.

"He's a bit of a tough nut to crack," he winked to Hermione who giggled. "But he cares and that's all that matters to me."

"That's nice. I'm an only child and it's hard to make friends to be so close too," she sniffed.

"I had an older sister," Ritsuka hummed.

'Had?"

"I...don't really speak to my family anymore. Mom and dad think i'm strange and should be in a corporate office right now. Not the director at my age," he giggled. "Gudako, my sister's nickname, she was always a worry wart. Mother hen if you will," he said, following her on her trek back to the castle.

"If that's the case you shouldn't not speak to her," Hermione began.

"It's complicated," he admitted. "She tries to get me out of the business, but also feels guilty for getting me this job."

"Oh." Hermione's voice was quiet before she turned to him. "Then maybe some mutual time away from one another is beneficial. Lord knows I need it from Ron and harry during the summers."

"Ho? Annoying boy trouble," he cocked his head to the side, keeping his expression open.

"Oh and what would you know," she teased.

'I don't know how you feel about my type, but I find myself attracted to the male sex more than the female," he shrugged. "A woman can look good, but I will never find myself longing to belong with her."

"Oh," Hermione gasped. "T...that's brave of you to come out like that," she stated.

"I love who I love," he shrugged. "And I fell in love with the wrong person and...it's hard to come back from that."

"Did he leave you?"

"In a way that will take a long time to get to him...or a short way," he said and Hermione understood the implications.

'I see...I'm...sorry for your loss."

"It's alright...I was younger and I feel as if we went a bit too fast. But sometimes you meet the one, you fall hard and fast..and you know it's meant to be," he giggled. "But sometimes fate tells you no."

"You...I'm sorry to pry," Hermione swallowed.

"It's alright, I get too caught up in my memories. So in reality, it's a bit of my fault that we began to talk about this," he smiled. "Enjoy your homework Hime-Chan."

"Huh?"

By that time he had left.

LATER THAT NIGHT

After the feast that night Harry sighed as he was forced into another meeting with the champions, this time Ritsuka Fujimaru, the fifth champion would be in attendance. According to his staff he was fixing up some last minute things with his organization that needed to be dealt with before he could do anything so he was excused from the last 2.

"Hello Harry," he heard the fifth champion say as he sat beside Krum. "I'm glad you're here! Worried that it would only be four of us like it was without me," he giggled, moving to look behind him. "Oh...you."

"Hem, hem," that sickly sweet voice had the five in the room cringing as Umbridge came in with her pink...everything. "I would like to know why you have not attended the other two meeting, Mr. Fujimaru."

"I'm the head of a Global security agency with multiple people and branches under me. I had a problem with this extended leave that needed to be resolved before anything else."

"Still going with that story," she sighed. "I know that you have just graduated even in the muggle world but still. One would think-"

"Say what you will, but that does not change the fact I have many duties that I cannot legally divulge due to the sensitive information involved with what I do. Should I tell you...well what will happen will not be pretty."

"Are you threatening the undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic?!"

"It's a warning, learn the difference," he brushed off. "Anything you want to say can be said to Limbo or Saber," he waved her off.

"I am your superior-"

"You are a stranger with a superiority complex the size of Jupiter," he snapped back. "I would ask you to leave. You ruin the taste of the tea and cake with your overly saccharine voice." He jutted his chin out. "And I would much rather enjoy the two in tandem."

"Why you-"

"I think my darling pupil asked you to leave," that voice had the other four quaking as the one named Limbo came out of the shadow. "And I would like you to as well. I am chaperoning this meeting today."

Of course he was.

"I would not leave children like these with you and that-"

"Enough out of you," he sighed, sending a small paper man to the door that pushed the human toad out and slammed the door shut. It plastered itself on the door and with a thump in the air it seemingly sealed it shut.

"Many thanks Limbo."

"Of course," he smiled before turning to the door leading to the small kitchenette there was in the room. "Green tea per usual master?"

"Thank you," he nodded before turning to all the champions. "Now! Are you all ready for the First Task this week," he smiled, the others looking confused as he addressed them all. "I know that I am, despite not knowing what the task might be!"

Now that raised some brows.

Did he seriously not know?

"Of course, I feel as if I am the only one who doesn't," his voice went….an octave too deep to be seen as innocent. "Then again...I am the only one who hasn't gone around snooping for clues when everything's meant to be a secret," he looked up and the four soon became petrified by his steely look. "Am I right?"

Their blood froze and hearts stopped.

Harry turned to Cedric who looked down in his lap, clenching and unclenching his fists as he tried to formulate a response to the other; but Harry could see his fear was preventing him from even looking at the other. And he didn't blame him.

Fleur was no different as she looked to her cup and saucer with immense interest, the girl's hand slightly shaking as she brought the cup up to her lip as the dangerous aura merely increased.

Krum was stoic as he stared ahead, but not at the 5th Champion. He was silent as well and avoided eye contact with Ritsuka, despite having his eyes on the now threatening Champion who smiled when he looked away.

"Harry, what about you? Anything to say to me? Or will you ignore me as well," he asked in a saccharine voice not to unsimilar to Umbridge's….but unlike her, his was the one that put pure terror and fear in his body as he jolted looking into his inquisitive eyes before opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water.

"Master, you're scaring them," that voice had the tension vanishing as the other turned his attention to the other scary man. "But then again. You have no say in anything in the like, cause you too had the information gathered for you."

"I did not ask for it, expect it nor did I want it," he sighed, picking up the saucer. "I adhere to the rules, even the unwritten ones that have been placed."

"Always a stickler for them, even if it means life or death," he sighed flippantly. "How many times have you nearly died?"

"You're getting into some dangerous territory for somewhere unknown,' he snapped to the man who merely huffed. "So I recommend you either shut your mouth or wait until we are along if you want to go at this again."

"Merely re-jogging your memory."

"Then how about you try and kill me again and see if I am incapable of protecting myself," he smirked just as the air turned deathly cold.

"I could," Limbo nodded the champions unsure if they would actually try to murder one another while there…

"I think," Cedric began, the others turning to him like he was mad. "It would be bad if the mentor killed his student?"

The two regarded the other for a minute, Harry was seriously thinking they would do something to him before they laughed and fell back against one another.

'I see you all have some learning to do about the real world," he sighed, before motioning to the tray that Limbo put down. "Have some. It's from my home country of Japan."

It was silent between the two as the other champions spoke about their respective schools. Their eyes flicking to the other two who merely watched them with interested eyes.

They stayed silent.

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