Chapter 2: classes begin, Osano Najimi 2

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Love Snow

Wisteria's POV:

I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning to an alarm blaring in my ears and trails of sunlight coming in through the blinds leaving bright streaks of bright colour on my floor and bed, stretching I got up and staggered into the bathroom to shower, whilst in the shower I began to review the lessons of the last 24 hours, I had been exempt from English language but had to attend another language class on top of taking modern Japanese, difficult since I could already speak multiple languages fluently, so I decided to retake French, I had to attend history which was far more interesting than the ones I had back at Hogwarts, thank goodness, I also had maths and science along with gym (which I hated the uniforms for, it was like every boy was undressing me with their minds), my evening classes last night consisted of potions, charms, warding and transfiguration leaving me both physically and mentally exhausted.

With that my mind shifted to my classmates, the girls I spoke to where nice, but they seemed awfully fake, my instincts told me to simply stay away from them, the boy's on the other hand, most of them seemed to behave like a less intelligent form of pond scum, and that was being polite, however the only exceptions where the club presidents, valedictorians and a few more, but the main boy that caught my eye was the one that was known to me as Osano Najimi, he was quite the enigma, he's smart but acted like a compleate moron, he seemed to be quite the paradox, like a good guy trying to play the bad guy, I simply don't understand him.

I sighed as I turned the water off and wrapped a towel around me as I walked back to my room and put my uniform on, along with my signature celestial blue stockings with silver moons and stars on them, once everything was in place I surveyed myself in the mirror, I still wasn't used to my new look, I mean I looked like a porcelain doll for Merlin's sake. I walked down stairs to get some breakfast and leave, when I heard an irritated hoot coming from the hallway. I went to see what the problem was only to see Hedwig snapping her beak angrily at a familiar looking phoenix.

"Fawkes if you have a letter from the goat fucker I don't want it at all!" I snapped at the bird, causing it to look at me in a displeased way, he dropped the letter at my feet as he took off towards the rafters where he proceeded to roost. I opened the letter to find that it was from professor McGonagall.

Miss Potter,

I know it's a little late, and you are probably thinking that I'm going to demand that you return to Hogwarts, but I personally don't blame you for leaving, After you left and the dementor attack, it was exposed that the ministry was behind it, and that it was the Fudges under secretary Delores Umbridge, she was tried and sentenced to Azkaban but I'm sorry to say that Fudge is still trying to hide the Dark lords return and is still running a smear campaign, You'll be grateful that he's not targeting you anymore, after he heard about what Dumbledore did to you, he's now claiming that you're an innocent victim and that Dumbledore has brainwashed you. So you can see that you're safe for now.

As for Dumbledore I have some bad news, he's getting more and more obsessed with locating you every day, more so since school started, he's taken to interrogating your former classmates at any given opportunity, as well as put spells and charms on the letters the tried to send to you. Yes I know those attempts have failed thanks to the Goblins, but if I were you I'd watch my back carefully, you won't know what he might try next.

I congratulate you on your escape, and advise that you don't come back for a while, at least until both Dumbledore and Fudge has seen sense.

Stay safe

Minerva

I relaxed slightly, relieved that I had at least one person on my side, I didn't trust Sirius or Remus, no matter how much I loved them because Sirius was rather unstabe thus vulnerable and Remus was a coward who would report me to the old man, I was also so mad that they would chose the old goat fucker over me! I knew it was petty and tit for tat, but I partially chose to ignore their letters as a form of revenge, I wanted them to feel the same pain and isolation I felt that summer. I folded the letter and began to make my breakfast, toast with jam and tea. I had just put the kettle on when I heard my door bell go off, I opened it to see Osano followed by a petite woman with long hair the color of milky tea, in her arms was a plate loaded with seafood croquettes.

"Hey, Osano, uhh... why don't you and your friend come in I've just started to make tea" I awkwardly invited him and the woman in and guided them into my kitchen, where I began to get every thing set up for myself and my guests.

"Such a sweet girl, I can see why my son has taken such a shine to you" said the woman smiling warmly, causing me to nearly drop the teapot in shock, this lady was Osano's mother! She looks to young to be his mom!

"Mom! Why would you say that" exclaims Osano going bright pink with embarrassment.

"oh come on darling, I heard you moaning about her in your sleep last night" Mrs Najimi said chuckling at her sons reactions, I felt my cheeks warm up as blush appeared on my face.

After we ate, me and Osano walked to the bus stop. Once at the bus stop we stood there silently for 10 minutes. I looked up at Osano only to see that his cheeks where stained a bright fuchsia. His eyes turned down to the sidewalk beneath him.

"Look... uhhh about what my mother said, I... uhh" he began to say awkwardly rubbing the back of his head, nervously.

"don't think about it... you know what just forget it, mothers always embarrass their kids it's their job" I reply trying to reassure him. He turned to look at me and just for a second a tiny smile appeared only to vanish as quickly as it appeared.

Osano's POV:

I can't believe my mom said that! How embarrassing now she's going to think of me as a total pervert, instead as a cool guy. Mind she looked so cute when she was blushing, like pink petals on snow.

The way she simply laughed and brushed mom's words off like that, I was surprised that she didn't believe mom, but in a way I was relieved about it, I mean things were difficult enough seeing as she's my new classmate. Now this wouldn't normally bother me seeing as I've dated classmates before, but something changed when I met her, yeah sure I was annoyed at her for walking into me, and for sitting next to me and distracting me all day. She was a cute when I first saw her, but now that I'm close to her and see her face clearer, everything about her is pure beauty that the gods have placed upon the earth. Long white hair like freshly fallen snow, skin paler than white marble and eye's, such gorgeous blue eyes, you could see everything about her in those deep blue pools, I knew she was hurting and scared, but what hurt her? And what scared her?

My train of thought shattered just as the bus arrived ready for us to go to school, on the bus I checked my planner to see what I had for the day, gym(dodgeball, ugh), home economics( a fire waiting to happen), geography and history(total snorefest), science( biology today no frogs hopefully), free afternoon (join a club quickly), I don't know weather to moan in frustration or not since I've got all morning with Wisteria, but I was grateful to whoever organized my timetable for giving me an afternoon of space.

I look out the window and watch the sea of homes pass by until the homes fade away to skyscrapers and retail outlets, my eyes felt heavy and I began to doze off, as I slept my ride away my mind drifted to a pair of azure blue eyes, they were deep like the ocean, forever changing between blue and green like the tide, as the dream progressed the eyes seemed to be dragging me in, I felt water rush against my ankles and rise up past my head, once my eye's adjusted, I saw beams of light hail down from the heavens, surrounding me where shoals of silvered, rainbow fish moving like clean sheets billowing in the wind, once they swam off I saw something in the distance, once I got close enough I saw what it was. It was a girl, and not just any girl, it was Wisteria, she was completely naked, the only modesty that was provided for her was her long white hair floating in front of her breasts and pussy like a trail of silky, smooth white smoke. Once I had swam close enough I wrapped my arms around her, causing her to look up at me.

"Osano, it's time to wake up" said Wisteria, softly, her eyes opening slowly.

"why?" I ask.

"wake up" was her only reply.

Once again I asked her why should I wake up.

"wake up we're going to be late to class" she suddenly yelled at me, suddenly everything went white.

I woke up with a searing pain in my left cheek and I opened my eyes to see Wisteria stood over me holding her hand which was throbbing slightly and slowly turning red, confirming my suspicions, she had slapped me.

"I think you hit him a little too hard" one girl said looking over her seat while she waited for enough space for her to get out and walk off the bus.

"ah don't worry the idiot has a head like an anvil" said a boy three rows ahead of them as he began to leave his seat.

"I think his head hurt her hand, perhaps I should take her to the sick room" said another boy grinning lecherously, only to get a load of slaps to the back of the head. Once everyone had calmed down, everybody got off the bus and headed to their respective homerooms.

Gym was horrible, coach had us running laps all period, by the time I got in for home economics, I smelled and ached all over, mind today we made cheesecake, I barely managed to make a strawberry cheesecake, when I looked up to see Wisteria's creation I could see that she had made a chocolate and orange cheesecake with a salted caramel topping.

Just seeing her masterpiece of a dessert made my mouth water, the fact that she could cook made me even more attracted to her, I could see her now, stood in her kitchen in nothing but a bright blue pinny stood over a hot stove. My pants suddenly felt tight, my eye's widen, shit not now, not in front of her! I ask the teacher for a bathroom break only to be cruelly denied, by the bitch, I guess that I just have to persevere and deal with it. An hour later I was sat bored to tears in history, so I decided to doodle while everyone else was taking notes, after a while my focus shifted to the subject of my drawing, she was smiling while she took down her notes, why she was enjoying this I'll never know, since we were studying world war 2, mind I suppose for her it was all new stuff from a new point of view. My concentration and train of thought cracked when the school bell rang, signaling the end of history and the start of geography.

During the afternoon I scouted out the club rooms looking to join something, I entered the cooking club room I saw the girls and some boys including the rather flamboyant male club president, swarming around someone, Wisteria to be exact. I couldn't help but let jealousy well up in me like a geyser, at both the male and female attention, I wasn't jealous of her but of the people who surrounded her, it was like she was a lit lantern and the club members where moths, waiting to get burned. To me they were fools that deserved to have their wings singed. Suddenly I caught on to the poison vitriol my mind was spewing, what was wrong with me! I mean this isn't me! I decided to leave the room and head of to try out for other clubs only to find that they were either full or going to ask Wisteria to join so I resigned to just using the afternoon as a study period. In the library I notice a few other dejected guys who got to the club rooms too little too late.

At the back of the Library was one of the class outcast's Osoro Shidesu, while he was in our year and in our class, but most of us were afraid of him, due to him being the son of a yakuza syndicate leader, he was someone to avoid especially when he was in a bad mood, after all he earned his title the "black demon" not only because of his love of the color but also the violent rages he'd sink into, you had to see it to believe it and if you did you'd be scared for life! Definitely someone to keep her away from. I shuddered at the idea of crossing him, everyone including myself is afraid of him, perhaps I should warn Wisteria about him and keep her away from him altogether.

No one's POV:

The day went relatively well for Wisteria, she managed to join the cookery club, girls football team (English football), girls baseball as well as a few other clubs, and later that night she had her magical evening classes, blood rites, ancient runes, healing, exorcisms, combat magic and defensive magic.

By the time Wisteria staggered into her home, she spotted another stack of mail on her kitchen table, rolling her eye's she sifted through the pile of letters, most of them were from Remus and Sirius, some were from Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the other Weasley's, she didn't know or care why they were writing to her now, seeing as they ignored her all summer, a few statements from Gringotts bank which she opened immediately only to receive the good news that all of the artifacts that Dumbledore had stolen from her and the gold that he, Granger and the Weasley's had taken, had been recovered with extra as compensation, at loan shark rates, and an extreme amount of interest, she learned that all of them are in debt because of their own actions, this brought a Cheshire smile to Wisteria's face, this is just perfect! In her mind this was just the beginning of their punishment, soon everyone in magical Britain will know of their transgressions against her that's when the real show will begin.

After reading the important letters Wisteria tossed the other letters into the fireplace, leaving them to the mercy of the flames and head on up to the bathroom. The bathroom itself was a masterpiece in it's own right, with a sunken tub the size of a small swimming pool, but still it was big enough to fit twenty people in it, the walls and floors had ornate mosaics and frescos, but instead of depictions of the gods and goddesses, there was a plethora of sea creatures both magical and regular it was truly a sight, however the jewel of the crown where the stained glass windows, there were five in total each showing the image of a mythical creature, the farthest on the left contained an image of a hippogriff, much like Buckbeak. The one next to it held the image of a phoenix, much like Fawkes in its fiery glory. The one after that depicted a dragon a Cornish black to be exact, Wisteria smiled at the memory of the time she met such a rare dragon, many years ago when the Dursleys couldn't find a carer for her that year they had no choice but to take her on holiday with them, they went to Tintagel, and when they were touring the ruined castle she had slipped and fell into a mother dragons nest, the dragon was black and brown with wings like folding hand fans and bright topaz coloured eyes, she was beautiful but deadly.

While she was only six at the time, she later learned how lucky she was to have seen a Cornish black in her life time, when she was twelve she was reading about creatures in the library when she came across a picture of the dragon she met, it surprised and hurt Wisteria to see how badly the dragon so loved by the Cornish people was treated so badly by wizard kind, hunted for their hides and eggs by rich arrogant trophy hunters to the point of extinction, by 1812 there was only four left alive and the ministry stepped in and banned the hunting of Cornish blacks. The fourth window held a classic mermaid in full relief, while Wisteria wasn't fond of it, she had to admit that it was a beautiful piece of work and was worthy of its place, the fifth window held the image of a sphinx, a curious choice on Wisteria's choice, it was a reflection of her enigmatic personality and nature.

The next feature where the taps, each containing different types of bath water, there where 10 pairs of taps all together and each type of bathwater contained different medicinal and therapeutic properties, wisteria loved it mainly because it helped ease her nightmares, broken heart and helped fix her broken mind and body. After running the right combination of taps Wisteria lay back in the searing hot, neck deep water, her mind reeling over the events of the last few years, still wondering how and why she was dragged into that tragically horrible mess that was the British wizarding world, was it for fame? Politics? Or just a sick game designed by Dumbledore? The more Wisteria thought about it the more confused she got about the matter, after a while she simply believed that fate just chose to make her its bitch.

After a couple of hours of soaking and posturing, Wisteria exited the bathroom, refreshed and feeling like a new human being altogether, this was when she chose to tackle the small mountain of homework before retreating to bed, she managed to finish her non magical assignments first, which were a few maths equations, an essay on the edo era followed by one on world war 2 and a paper on an animal of her choice and the ecosystem it lives in for biology. After that she had to do an essay on the practical and safe applications of blood rituals and what professions require them as well as reading the next few chapters of her exorcisms book while taking notes and answering the questions the professors asked the class to. By the time Wisteria had finished her homework for her respective magical and muggle educations, it was eleven o'clock at night, causing her to yawn and trudge to her room and collapsed on her bed fast asleep.

hey lovelies

heres another chapter for you, i hope you like it, and i wonder who Wisteria will meet in the next chapter.

love Snow