Summary; sequel to AVLP, very much AU as it's a crossover. Hakkai, Sanzo, Goku and Gojyo, or Harry, Indigo, Neville and Ron are on their way to Hogwarts! Poor Hogwarts, you really weren't prepared for these boys, or their friends…

The First Day and Bad Vibes

The feast ended with Neville having befriended Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot, Harry refusing to submit to experiments, Hermione wishing she'd gone into Ravenclaw and Indigo bemoaning the lack of foreign food.

They went to their dorms, and slept like the dead.
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At 7:40 the next morning Indigo Malfoy stumbled into the Great Hall, still in drawstring pants and a lose t-shirt, seeking coffee.

Fortunately the Ravenclaw table had an ample supply of the full force, caffeine full stuff and didn't mind the young Slytherin taking the 3 mugs he needed to reach a state of full awareness. This done he realized that he was wandering the halls barefoot in his sleep ware, and headed back to the dungeons just 10 minutes after his appearance in the hall.

Harry and Tracy reached the entrance hall just in time to see the blond vanish back into the dungeons.

"Caffeine addict." said Harry simply. Tracy just nodded.
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At 8:00 the Hufflepuffs entered the hall, followed by the Gryffindors and the last of the Slytherins.

This crowd included Hermione, Ron, Yuki, Flare, Neville, Susan and Indigo. Somehow they all ended up at the Hufflepuff table by Hannah Abbot.

Introductions were made, and Susan gave Indigo an interested look.

"Auntie Amelia has all sorts of interesting names for you. Some of them are quite rude."

"Only some?" was Indigo's reply.

Ron gave him a look that combined alarm and interest. "Dude, what did you do?"

"Well, I noticed that the Head Auror wanted to check Malfoy Manor for Dark artefacts, but was having some trouble getting a warrant so… I invited her to tea." He gave them a bright smile, and finished his breakfast while they processed this.

"That was horrible." said Hannah, sounding slightly impressed, "Did she come?"

"She did. Mama liked her."

"No wonder she calls you a clever little shit." said Susan admiringly.

"Isn't he just?" cooed Jackie Darkfrost, wrapping his arms around Indigo's waist and resting his chin on the blonds shoulder. "Hello ducklings, I'm Jackie, Indigo's stalker-in-chief and all other stalkers are organized by me."

Indigo sighed deeply, and ignored the raven haired 2nd year. Jackie laughed delightedly, kissed the blonds cheek and ran off before Indigo could stab him with his fork.

"Stalker-in-chief?" said Hermione, shocked.

"Why am I not surprised?" muttered Ron.

"They all have to die." hissed Indigo.

"Quite." agreed Professor Snape, handing timetables to the 3 Slytherins and gliding away.

"We have no lessons with the Ravenclaws." commented Yuki in faintly shocked tones. "They've actually put us in with the Hufflepuffs for potions, charms and DADA. Aren't they scared we'll corrupt them? Hufflepuff Death Eaters… That's terrifying…"

"Never happen." dismissed Hannah calmly, "About half of us are muggle born, and Hufflepuffs stick together."

All of the non-Hufflepuffs sighed in relief. The Slytherins were then stared at with suspicion.

"We happen to be neutral to muggles, thank you." said Yuki tartly, "They have accomplished a great deal from a natural disadvantage. And they make excellent shoes and T.V."

"The Simpsons." said Flare, nodding, "Star Trek, Star Wars, House MD, Cadburys Whole Nut…"

"Doctor Who." added Indigo, "Linkin Park, The Killers, Queen, shampoo, explosives, steel toe caps…"

Ron edged away from the blond.

"Remind me to never come within kicking distance of you…"

"Just wait 'till I manage to make a Light Sabre."

"Can I have one?" asked Hermione hopefully.

"I don't know what a Light Sabre is, but the idea of one in your hands worries me."

"You clearly have excellent instincts Miss Bones." said Flare brightly, "May I escort you to Potions? I have a map."

"You may." replied Susan grandly, and the duo walked off, arm in arm.

"No-one offers to escort me to potions." muttered Yuki darkly.

"You have a map, dear." said Indigo in long suffering tones. "You do not require an escort."

"What if I'm attacked?"

"Anyone foolish enough to try would be removed in a body bag… So you do require an escort…"

"Oh! Me! Me!" Hannah was bouncing up and down in her seat and grinning like a nutter.

"Lovely." Indigo finished his coffee, the 5th of the morning, and handed Hermione a piece of paper."Here, map. Don't let the Weasley lose it."

The 2 Slytherins got up and headed for the door, the Hufflepuffs sticking with them.

"Indigo's a bit strange isn't he?" she said mildly.

"Very much so. We have DADA, which way is the classroom?"
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Harry Potter officially hates Professor Quirrell.

He stuttered, and twitched, and smelt bad and being near him made Harry's scar hurt. There was also the nagging feeling of wrongness on the chi level. Because Quirrell felt like two people in one body, and one of them had a lot of power and was dying.

He'd ask Indigo to scan the man the next time he saw the blond. Hakkai had been, and still was, good at chi sensing. Sanzo had been considerably better, and Indigo could honestly call himself empathic. It annoyed him immensely.

Harry would have to do some fast talking, but it would be worth it. That man had bad vibes.
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Neville Longbottom thought Professor Snape to be one of the scariest people he had ever met. Second only to a pissed off Hakkai and Sanzo on a bad day with no coffee.

Snape was tall, dark and looming and was apparently Indigo's godfather. This explained a lot in Neville's opinion.

And he was making a potion, not a good idea. Neville had an amazing talent for making things go boom. Porcupine quills next…

"Not while it's still on the heat!" said Indigo, who was working next to him, catching the quills a second before they hit the potion, "It would blow up and- Sweet Salazar's mother, what did you do?! It's pink! I didn't know it was possible to turn this potion pink!"

"Draco, why are you worrying over the Puff?" whined a girl who looked a little a pug, "What does it matter if he blows himself up? Stupid mud blood squib…"

"Those are mutually exclusive Parkinson." replied Indigo, expecting a ladle full of pink gloop, then dropping it and returning his attention to his own cauldron for a moment, "You can't be both."

"He's a Hufflepuff, they're all either Mud bloods or squibs."

"Don't be silly. Squibs don't come to Hogwarts and I know 3 pure blood Hufflepuffs." Indigo returned to Neville's cauldron and poked the rapidly solidifying gloop with interest. "What did you put in this?"
Neville was half way through the ingredients list when Indigo went pale and yelled, "Professor! This potion is eating the ladle!"

Neville started getting bad vibes.

Next time: First Month and Migraines