Chapter 7: Drama, Cat's & Bats/ Kizano Sunobu 1

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Hey Lovelies

Here's a new chapter for you, I hope you enjoy, and to now answer some inquiries.

Hellfire 45: yes the cat is going to be relevant, but you'll just have to keep reading to find out, it has a rather important roll to play, small but important but it's for this chapter at the moment.

Kurochach: yes Wisteria does continue her magical education, if you have read the earlier chapters, you'll see that she has evening classes, for her magic.

Okay with those questions answered, please read, review, add a suggestion for the plot, and please vote on the poll, I'm aiming for at least 100 votes so I can have a clear view of which direction I need to go in. Oh and enjoy the story.

Oh and there will be scenes involving info-Chan even though I don't like her habbit of blackmailing the girls for pantie shots and selling them to the boys, but she has her uses and I think's that she needs some times to shine.

Love

Snow

p.s if spellings and grammar are bad it's because my editor is busy and she won't be here until later.

Wisteria's POV:

It had been a few days since the festival, I found myself getting rather tired and irritable, while I knew why I was tired, school, grocery shopping and evening classes, however the reason I was irritable was to do with a lot of the girls sending me nasty looks and them gossiping about me, it wasn't until later I found out why, when we were all called to a surprise assembly.

It turned out that the principle of the school had heard about the disgusting rumors about me from the PTA and he decided to put it to an end, so he decided to give a lecture about prejudice and xenophobia, along with a couple of other subjects like asylum seekers both political and regular as well as refugees and how they have to go to other country's with nothing but the clothes on their backs.

I looked down in shame, because I was an asylum seeker, and I hoped to go for my citizenship soon, plus I accidently caused trouble for a lot of the students, all because they were being the human beings that they were. However I remained silent knowing that if I said anything they'd realize that I was the subject of the assembly.

After about half an hour the principle dismissed us and we all went back to our lessons and activities, I went to the sewing room, yes I'm a member of the textiles club as well as the cookery club, girls football and baseball teams.

I joined clubs, mainly to try and blend in as well as expand my social circle, I made quite a few acquaintances, but no friends, sadly Weasley and Granger proved that I shouldn't have friends, seeing as all they did was try to ride my coattails into fame, I don't want that to happen again, I don't want to get hurt again...

Still life moves on and more shit happens, I have some friends, and an extremely small social life, and I'm not relying on the bottle as much and I have hopes for my citizenship application, so looks like my life is starting to fix it's self , slowly but surely.

Any ways I had heard that the drama group wanted some wall hangings for one of their productions, something to do with the Arabian nights, so I volunteered for the project, though I was warned by the others that the drama group leader Kizano Sunobu while a good actor, was a complete egotistical snob, so I was to expect a lot of rudeness and demanding behavior as well as arrogance and other qualities that goes with the acting profession, all I could simply do was nod and get back to sewing the back drops as well as additional wall hangings for the set.

By the end of the day I had managed to finish four of the eight necessary wall hangings and half of the first back drop, an Arabian cityscape, I admit this one was going to be the most difficult one to deal with seeing as the design work was rather complex, it was a combination of quilting, both regular and reverse applique as well as other methods of sewing, so it was going to take a while before I finished it, so I decided to take it home and finish it there in my free time, which hopefully won't be too long with my schedule being like it was. After the final bell rang I walked out to the bus with Osano who was asking me about my project.

"What! You're doing a project for those Bitches in drama!" He said in an almost angry outburst, causing me to sigh despondently.

"No one else would take the project, I've got a feeling that they're not fond of Kizano Sunobu, plus someone has to do it or the drama club will have no set" I replied as we walked to the bus stop.

As we waited Osano continued to rant about why I shouldn't be doing anything for the drama club seeing as they where nothing but snobs and treated any one who wasn't in the club like servants, leading to me chuckling with mild amusement.

"While you make several arguments, I have yet to find out if they're valid" I told him smiling.

"So what are you going to do about it?" He asked.

"Simply wait and see" I replied, just as the bus arrived.

We got on and we started chatting again, this time about what I was making, I told him that I had to make and what the production was about it, causing Osano to perk up as he looked at my work so far. After that we ended up talking about other random little things like music, anime and food, to be honest it was mainly Osano asking me about these things and me answering him to the best of my abilities.

Once the bus had stopped, I rushed off to get my things for my evening classes, once at home I left my school things I retrieved the things I needed for my evening classes ( transfiguration, battle magic and advanced healing) and headed out, this was going to be a long three hours in the making, but it'll be worth it.

Three hours later I staggered in and made a pot of tea while I got set up to finish my sewing and, the rest of the large stack of homework, both muggle and magical, I just hope that I can finish it all tonight.

No one's POV:

Once Wisteria got home from her evening classes, she decided to carry on with sewing the back drops, after an hour wisteria had managed to finish two of the six necessary back drops, the cityscape, and a desert with camels trailing off into the distance, the next one she had started was going to be an oasis, with pristine blue water, and lush foliage and palm trees, she had the lower half of the back drop, with the different shades of yellow and pale orange in order to represent the different sand dunes, and the blue fabric layered with a fine translucent shiny fabric to represent the water.

She'd cut out the foliage and palm tree trunks ready to applique onto the fabric, but sadly she had yet to sew the sand dunes and the sky and sun together, but Wisteria was exhausted, and she had a free period the next morning.

Standing up and stretching, Wisteria checked the time on the grandfather clock in the hall way, it was two in the morning, so she locked the doors and dragged her tired body up stairs, to her room and collapsed on her bed, out like a stone, too tired to have a bath and drink, and too tired to turn the light off.

Little did she know a little ghost bat had got caught in some netting that she had used to protect her plum trees and the plums while they ripened, meanwhile a rather intelligent black cat sat underneath the tree the bat was stuck in, waiting patiently for it to fall into it's grasp.

Snape's POV:

I had finally located Potter, she was in Kyoto, Japan and I finally managed to get there, only to get stuck in wires while I was in my animagus form (a ghost bat) and now I'm going to be dinner for some sadistic cat that's living on Potter's property.

It keeps watching me, like I'm some new dangly toy for it to bat around, so braced myself for the worst, I found it rather ironic, I spent five years tormenting and wishing a horrible fate on the girl and I'm about to meet a horrible fate in her back garden at the paws of a cat. I couldn't bear any more of the thought, so I let out a series of the loudest squeaks I could make, hoping that I'd get her attention, I admit that it was undignified but in desperate times, they call for desperate measures. I just hope she finds me on time. Suddenly the conservatory light flared on, signifying that my plan had worked.

"SHOO! Leave that poor bat alone!" A females voice echoed from across the garden, that's when I saw her, at first I couldn't believe that this girl was Potter, she and the brat simply looked too different. Potter was almost akin to a Raggedy Anne doll in appearances and had very little self esteem to go with it, while this girl, despite her doll like appearance, was self assured, poised and confident in her actions, she now sported a shock of long white hair pulled back into a pony tail, and sharp, cold, piercing blue eyes, that softened as she disentangled me from the wires.

"Come now, stop all that fidgeting, you'll only make it worse" she said as she stroked my back, while carrying me back to the house.

Once in the building I found myself being wrapped in something soft and fluffy, it was a sweater, a clean one, but it was comfortable, I watched with weary eyes as she pulled out a wicker work basket and placed me along with the sweater in the basket and placed it with me in the airing cupboard judging from how warm it is.

"Well then, I better get back to bed, I've got school in the morning" I heard her say after she looked at the clock again, I'm guessing, it was three in the morning, and I mentally scoffed at her proclamation of having to be at school in the morning, as if she actually has enrolled in school.

But I give her credit for surviving so far, and for doing it in style, well I can class this as style, warm, safe and big, it was a large house, so there was plenty of room, so once I was strong enough to return to my human form I might as well stay here, well someone's going to have to look after her.

Wisteria's POV:

It was five in the morning when I next woke up, much to my annoyance, but I don't regret recuing that bat, though I found it odd that a bat that is native to Australia somehow found it's way here to Japan.

I quickly washed and dressed, and headed down to get my breakfast only to hear a hard knocking on the door. I opened it once again to meet Osano and Ms Najimi, who happened to be carrying a plate of freshly baked rolls, causing me to smile, I really liked Osano and his mother, and really cared for them, I only hope to be able to repay them for their kindness one day, if only to ease my burdened soul of the guilt I'd later feel after I have to disappear again, if the goat fucker finds me. As me and Osano began to leave for the bus, I suddenly remembered the injured ghost bat in my airing cupboard.

"Thank you they smell wonderful, Ms Najimi. Oh, and last night I gained a little house guest." I began to tell her before I was interrupted by Osano.

"What do you mean house guest?!" He nearly bellowed, his face going bright red with jealousy. I ignored him and began to talk again.

"Last night I rescued a little bat, I've wrapped it in one of my sweaters for now and it's in a basket in the airing cupboard upstairs, I hope you don't mind, but can you come in and give it a couple of feedings during the day, there are a couple of baby bottles of milk in the fridge, just warm it in some hot water, oh and the spare key is in the left dragons mouth" I explained and requested, referring to the two dragons used as pillars out side of the front door.

"Okay dear, but wouldn't it be better if you sent it to a vet?" Asked Ms Najimi.

"No, it just needs a bit of rest and some extra nourishment" I replied, as I picked up my bags, sewing and all.

We had to sprint to avoid missing the school bus, but we made it and I continued to explain about the bat and how it was odd seeing as you didn't see ghost bats out side of Australia. I told him that it was next to impossible for it to have been blown this far off course. However I never told him that I had my own personal suspicions. As soon as the bus stopped me and Osano got off and headed to home room, after that we went to our classes, maths, science, languages and social studies along with two free periods today, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

During the first free period I finished the second back drop and completed the final four wall hangings for the drama group, and began the third back drop, before I had to go and tutor Osoro, today was English language, something I was born and raised speaking, so it was easy helping him catch up with his assignments, though he admitted that he found writing in English was weird in his mind, leading me to laugh and tell him how odd it was to me when it came to writing in kanji for a while.

After that I went to class, as usual, in maths we where going over circles, pi and circumference along with area, then there was science, chemistry today, we where taught the effects of magnesium in pyrotechnics or fireworks in layman's terms, after that I had modern Japanese language lessons while the others learnt English, and once that was over, social studies. We went over domestic abuse and violence, something I was very familiar with much to my discomfort, I was glad that awareness of the situation was being spread.

During the second free period which was pretty much all afternoon, I used it to make the third and fourth back drops , the third back drop was a cave filled with gold, jewels, silk and other valuables, and the forth was a vast Arabian palace, with a large gold roof and many other details, I only hope that the drama club appreciates my work, seeing as it took up nearly forty eight hours of my time.

I walked to the drama club's location, which happened to be the schools theatre, yes this school had a theatre as part of its facilities, it surprised me at first but I reminded myself that this was the best school in the area so they're bound to have the facilities to go with it.

Once I arrived I looked around to see if I could find any one around, I walked around back stage to see if there was someone I could hand the set pieces over to. Suddenly I heard some heavy foot steps approach me from behind.

"And what do you think you're doing?" A rather haughty male voice, echoed out from behind me, making me drop my bag in shock at the sudden movement and noise.

I turned around to see a rather tall, slender student, he had a club leader's band on his arm with the masks of comedy and tragedy on it, he also had long purple hair tied into a low pony tail, he had a dark red, velvet cape draped over his shoulders. So the was the famed Kizano Sunobu, I thought to myself.

"Just delivering these" I replied indicating the wall hangings and back drops in my arms.

"Oh you must be the girl making our set pieces, let's have a look" he said in a rather demanding tone, like a lord ordering a servant around.

I sighed and walked to a table, gently unrolling my work, just hoping that he simply said nothing, mainly because of his reputation of treating any one not in the drama club badly, it would wreck me if he said anything bad about my work.

"My, my what exquisite work, I hope you didn't have to do this all on your own" he said, with what I hoped was a happy voice, as he ran one of his hands over one of the back drops.

"Well I'm glad you like them" I replied picking up my bag and beginning to head out of the theatre, and hopefully away from Kizano.

Only for him to follow me into the corridor, causing a commotion as he chased after me, once I had picked up enough speed to try and elude him. But sadly he caught up to me and wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders.

"Oh dear, did I spook you, Cinderella" he said, his warm breath tickling my ear.

"No, seeing as the bell is about to ring I was going back to the sewing room to collect my things" I replied in a matter of fact way, prying myself out of his iron grip.

"Oh" was the only reply I heard as I continued to walk towards the sewing room, to collect what was left of my things.

As soon I had finished packing my things away the bell rang much to my relief, I headed out to meet Osano who was already waiting at the bus stop.

"I finally met Kizano Sunobu today" I told him, trying to hide my dislike for the ponce. However this seemed to cause Osano to go red.

"Did he touch you?!" he demanded, surprising me.

"No and before you ask I was too fast for him" I lied, if only to put him at ease.

Osano looked at me, as if x-raying me with his eyes, it was uncomfortable, but after a few minutes he had calmed down considerably.

"So did he say any thing?" He asked.

"Only that he liked my work, with the set pieces" I replied casually, just as the bus arrived, and we got on it.

Kizano's POV:

That girl was beautiful, she might become a fine actress if pushed in the right direction, or she might belong more in the world of set design, judging by the quality of her back drops and wall hangings.

The girl had a beautiful face and a creative mind just made for the stage, now if only I can convince her that she belongs with me in the drama club rather than with all those peasants in the other clubs and the rest of this school.

I also have to find out who she is, perhaps the info club can help me with that, more specifically info-Chan and see if she can dig any thing up on the schools newest Cinderella, even if it came at a small price (five pantie shots), but it would help to know what I'm working with, if only to provide some incentives. So I dial her cell, hoping to get an answer.

"So what does the drama king of Akademi want from little old me? Asked a rather snide female voice.

"I'd like some information on a particular girl?" I asked trying to remain calm.

"Which one? There are so many girls here" she pointed out.

"Long white hair, blue eyes, blue stockings with moons and stars on them" I began to describe until I heard the unmistakable sound of typing.

"Here we are, you're talking about Wisteria Potter, she's quite an odd one actually" Info-Chan began.

"How so?" I asked irritably.

"Well there is simply not much on her and what I do have isn't going to be cheap, so if you want it you know what to do" she replied in a somewhat bored voice, causing me to sigh and bring up some "fresh pantie shots" from my phones photo bank and send them to the filthy little pervert.

"There, now will you give me the info I want?" I asked my patience wearing thin.

"Okay, okay, here it is" she said before hanging up. My phone suddenly beeped, I looked at the screen to see that Info-Chan had sent me what I wanted.

The message

Wisteria Potter,

Class 1-A, strait A* student.

Clubs- cookery, sewing, girls soccer, girls baseball.

Tutoring- Osoro Shidesu in next to everything

Personality- Strong, Secretive, confident, polite

Other information:

Only child of the late Lord and Lady Potter in England.

Possible victim of abuse.

Significantly wealthy through birth right.

Transfer student.

Lives alone.

"That defiantly isn't much to go on" I said to myself, but it was something to go on to say the least.

I read and re-read the information, Wisteria quite the floral name, but also quite the challenge, it's going to be difficult to get her to trust me judging from her personality traits, but I enjoy a challenge when ever the arise.