Settling in the Common Rooms and the First Day of Classes

Einjeru and Lee after having disappeared into the grounds to alleviate their awkward enough situation came back to the Great Hall to go to their respective common rooms. Everyone was sitting there, finishing up their food. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff the more silent tables due to the two having run off. Harry, Ron and Hermione look over to see they came back.

"They're back. What a relief."

"Why is it such a relief that those two come back? They look like they have things to hide from us."

"Ron, you're one of the reasons why they don't want to open up. Prejudice makes a person clam up."

"Hermione's right you know. Those two are outside of their homeland and don't know anyone except for us, and even then, they don't know us well."

"Why is she always right?"

Harry shrugs and walks over to them, followed by Hermione, and even Cedric comes over. Bowing before them, they apologized for poking in to something sensitive.

They waved them off, not used to that outside the Leaf. Einjeru gave a small smile. "It's alright guys. We just needed to get our bearings. I'm sorry for making you guys nervous."

"I am too. I've never done something that unyouthful before. I guess that we were beyond overwhelmed with the questions."

Cedric nodded. "I understand that feeling as well. My first year was overwhelming to say the least, but when you find the niche in your house where you feel you belong, it becomes a joy to be here. You guys made it time for the last course before heading to the common rooms for the night." He brings out a cinnamon roll. "Here, I saved it for you."

Einjeru looked at it, confused. "I'm sorry, but what is it?"

"Oh, it's a cinnamon roll."

'Uh oh… I'm not allowed sweets… I don't want to be rude though…' She hesitantly holds her hand out, takes it and hands it to Lee, but before doing so, explains why. "I thank you for the gesture, but I'm not allowed sweets… My dad is strict when it comes to that. Sorry…"

"It's okay. I also saved you some chicken in case you were still hungry."

Giving a smile, she walked back to the table with Cedric and Lee with Harry and Hermione. They have a seat to finish the plates that were made for them. Drinking some water, she looks at Cedric who gives a friendly smile.

"You seem like you hurt my feelings. Don't worry about it Angel."

"Thank you, Cedric. I have a question though."

"Go ahead."

"What's the common room like?"

He gives a chuckle, as if saying 'you'll have to wait and see.' Angel gives a pouty look, knowing what it meant. "No fair…"

"What? I'm telling you that you'll see when you go through."

"Fine…"

Cedric couldn't help but chuckle at the behavior demonstrated by his housemate. He was getting used to the relatively quiet side of her. To see the pouting was rather amusing to him. If he had to take a guess, he'd think that she was starting to get comfortable around the house.

It only took a few minutes for them to finish their food and the plates to disappear for Dumbledore to dismiss the students to their houses, telling the prefects to lead their respective houses first years to their common rooms.

The Hufflepuff prefect, didn't look as stern as Percy Weasley, but still had a role to fulfill in teaching the first years the ins and outs of Hogwarts. He started leading them through the kitchens to their secret entrance. "Pay attention you guys, as this is very important. If you don't you'll get doused in vinegar." Passing through a still life, they come across a pile of barrels. Angel thinks to herself 'Joy… We live in barrels…'

The prefect, as if predicting a student thinking like that started knocking on the middle barrel on the second row from the floor, in the rhythm of the house founder, Helga Hufflepuff. "Now if you knock on it wrong or on the wrong barrel, you will get doused with vinegar. It's what has safeguarded our house for centuries. Now follow me, and the last one in, please close the barrel."

Everyone filed in single file, the last one being Angel. Pulling the barrel shut, she made her way through the winding dirt tunnel. As it makes its way up, the ending reveals a cozy, yet round and low-ceilinged room. Seeing the colors of the house, black and yellow, she smiles in an amused fashion. 'It feels like home.'

The prefect looks among them to see that all the first years were there and nods. "As you look around you'll notice the highly polished, honey colored wood that decorates all our furnishings." Gesturing towards two round doors, he continues. "These doors lead to the male and female dormitories. You'll find your belongings and partners have been brought in for you. Welcome to Hufflepuff everyone."

Angel looks around to see a variety of different plants, for Cedric to come up behind her. "Amazing isn't it? Hufflepuffs are gifted with Herbology for one reason. Our common room is filled with magical plants for us to take care of. It's mostly cacti, but there also ferns and ivies that love to brush your hair as you walk past."

Giving a chuckle as she was watching the cacti dance, Angel nods. "I feel at home here. Maybe it's the greenery of the plants. I think I look forward to spending time with my studies here. I can't help but wonder how Rock Lee is holding up."

"I'm sure he's settling into the Gryffindor common room just fine. Now go to bed you silly badger. I'm sure you don't want to wake up late and get lost when you have to find professor McGonagall's class due to rushing. She's nice to an extent but very stern."

"Alright Cedric." Turning to go to her dorm, she turns back to him. "Thank you, Cedric, for being understanding, and patient with me." She runs up to her dorm to get ready for bed. Seeing wooden bedsteads and cushy black and yellow comforters, she changed into her Pakkun print pajamas and settled in for the night after writing a letter describing how her time is going.

At the same time, Percy got up to Gryffindor tower with the first years and stood in front of a painting of a woman in a pink dress. "Password?"

"Caput Draconis."

The painting then opened to reveal a passageway to a warm looking common room of red and gold. "Welcome to the Gryffindor common room. Dormitories are up and to your left, girls the same on your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up."

Lee look around the common room with Harry to see a massive fireplace, a lived-in sofa and a threadbare carpet. "It's amazing. I wonder how Angels common room looks."

"You're not used to being around without her, are you?"

"Not since she was beaten mercilessly by a bunch of bullies when we were 5 and 6 years old. We trained together and went to the academy together."

"Academy?"

"It's like elementary school for you, but on a more advanced level."

"Ok. She seems shy at first."

"She's like that with everyone, but once you get to know her, you find that she's a fierce friend and will fight until her dying breath to protect those close to her. She took an instant liking to you to defend you to your aunt."

"Yeah, no one has ever defended me before."

"It took me years to break her shell and you managed to crack it in 5 minutes haha. That I admit is most youthful Harry."

"I'll bet. We should go to our dorm." The two go up to their dorm to find their luggage in front of a respective bed and that the other blank robes that they bought have the Gryffindor crest on them. "Wow. Percy wasn't kidding."

"Of course, he wasn't, now come on you two, everyone else claimed their beds."

"Sorry, we were talking and taking in the common room."

"It did look bigger than what I expected… I did live in a cupboard for my whole childhood."

"And I'm used to an efficiency style apartment… and sharing a living space with Angel…"

"You and Angel live together?"

"Kind of. Our village leader thought it would be best, since my parents were splitting up, and our fathers were on missions constantly, so they could support us when we came to school here. Angel didn't take to being left on her own very well from what I noticed. She always begged her dad to take her with him…" Lee felt uncomfortable telling them about Angels personal business. "I think we should change the topic. I'm feeling most unyouthful in putting Angels personal business out there."

"I agree. It isn't our business to know about Angels past. We shouldn't pity her or Lee. They're our classmates and hopefully friends."

Lee looked at Harry, somewhat amazed that he stood up for the two of them like that. He changes into his pajamas and sits on his bed, which was situated next to Harry, and Ron was right next to Harry on the other side.

It was well before dawn and Angel couldn't sleep. She started speaking to herself in Japanese. "Watashi wa neru koto ga dekimasen... Watashi wa papan ga koko ni itakatta to omoimasu. Nakama no nakama ga mewosamasu mae ni asa no kunren o ukerubekide, jugyō ni iku hitsuyō ga arimasu." "I can't sleep... I wish dad or Pakkun was here. I should probably get some morning training in before my fellow housemates wake up and we have to go to class."

She immediately went into her trunk and pulled out a white, form fitting, sleeveless shirt and black pants, similar to what Kakashi wears as well as some bandages for the bottom of the pants and hands, her weapons pouch and a scroll with her bokken inside. She then pulled out her ninja sandals and her headband which she had specially made with a soft, yet silky, white fabric. Staring at it and seeing the shine from the moon reflecting off of it, she gives a small smile and ties it around her head, allowing a fringe of her hair to cover her left eye. Her hair is tied up in a high pony tail which hides the tied up portion of her headband.

Stealthily sneaking out of the common room, she makes her way out the castle and over to the black lake. She sits down to meditate, as her mind was beyond unfocused.

At the same time, Lee pulled out his present from Guy sensei and put it on with his headband. Instead of a green spandex suit like Guy usually wears and encouraged Lee and Einjeru to do so on the constant, he requested a white kimono like shirt and black pants, not unlike Einjeru and Kakashi's. He ran his hand through his now shortened hair, as Einjeru hadn't wanted someone to pick on him due to how long it was. He gave a blush thinking about how Einjeru thought his braid back in the academy was cute. Unfortunately, Einjeru only had a kunai and his hair came out more spiky and shaggy than they had wanted. He then took out some fresh bandages and re-bandaged his hands. After that, he snuck out the castle himself to find Einjeru meditating. "Kon'nichiwa Einjeru-chan." "Hey Angel."

Upon hearing Lee's voice, she opened her eyes and looked at him. It took all the control in the world for her not to blush. 'No, I'm only 10 years old. I'm not supposed to be thinking about cute boys...' Looking up again, she spoke. "Anata no gia wa yoku miemasu. Watashi wa jibun jishin o erabu koto ga dekinakatta. Anata no kami wa zan'nendesuga, Guy sensei o yokeru koto o imi shite ita to shite mo, hankō ga nainode, anata wa hidoku miemasu. Mata, kon'nichiwa rī-kun." "Your gear looks good. I couldn't have picked any better myself. I'm sorry about your hair though, even if it meant avoiding Guy sensei because no offense, you would have looked awful. Also, hello Lee."

He noticed the honorific and smiled. Deciding to speak in English, he decides to ask about it. "Angel, the honorific you used just now, you always referred to me with the -san suffix..."

She jumped realizing it and blushed. "Sorry, it sounded so natural just now." She looks at the scroll and unfurls it. "Do you want to train?"

"Of course, our springtime of youth will ignite in our training this morning."

"I see Guy sensei rubs off on you even when he's not around. Here." She tosses him a bokken. "I do need to continue my swordsmanship training." She immediately gets in his guard and taps his shoulder. "Hit."

"I was not ready for that. Shall we try again?"

Einjeru nodded and slashed out at him. He ended up dodging and her bokken gets stuck in the grass. Lee then tries to slash at her for her to jump up and land on her bokken, allowing her to kick him and knock him to the ground. Jumping down, she extends her hand with a smile. "Thanks for that. I think I can use this in he future if I can practice with it."

"No problem. Shall we get some laps in?"

"If we don't get 50 laps in by sunrise, we do triple the amount after dinner."

"That sounds like an excellent self goal for the two of us."

The two of them manage to get the laps in and make it back in time for a shower and breakfast.

Each of them sat at their respective tables with a bowl of rice, a fried egg, a banana, a couple of sausage links and a cup of specially requested green tea. "Thank you for the food!" Pulling out a pair of chop sticks from their robes, they start eating.

Ron, Harry and Hermione look at Lee, curiously. He swallows his first bites and wipes his mouth. "Are you guys not hungry?" The three looked sheepish and started eating their food, asking about the food from Japan. Lee was happy to explain their choice in food. "Where Angel and I are from, our breakfasts are catered to our individual needs. We have similar needs so we tend to eat a similar breakfast. High protein, filling and low sugar. One of our friends require a high amount of carbs so they anything they can get their hands on. They are highly sensitive about their appearance so we have to be careful what we say around them."

Angel was talking to Cedric about the same thing and how her favorite food is a soup dish with a lot of meat. "If you were able to visit, I'd share a lot of the foods common to our homeland. For now this is as close as I can get. I miss my dad's cooking."

"Homesick?"

"A little. I didn't sleep well."

"I think everyone in Hufflepuff noticed when one of the beds was empty this morning."

"Sorry, I'm used to waking up early for my exercises. My dad would not be happy if I neglected them." Even though the incident happened almost six years ago, the sting of the older kids words was still there and she was nervous that Kakashi would leave her if she didn't keep up with her training.

"Strict?"

"But loves me nonetheless. I just have trauma from when I was younger that makes me think he'll abandon me if I don't try hard enough."

"Your dad... didn't do that to you did he?"

Einjeru immediately paled at the though of Kakashi harming her like those kids. "No, but can we get on a different topic please. I'm really uncomfortable talking about this."

The rest of breakfast went relatively smooth and they went on to classes. Harry, Ron and Lee got lost on their way to professor McGonagall's transfiguration class. By the time they got there, everyone was writing notes, and professor McGonagall was sitting in her cat form. Hermione and Angel were silently shaking their heads. Ron was relieved. "Whew, made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?"

She immediately jumped from the desk and changed to her normal form, allowing Ron to be petrified. Her stern look piercing into them as Ron tried to say something to get them out of trouble. "That was bloody brilliant."

"Why thank you for that assessment Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you may be on time."

As Ron was looking for a lie to get them out of trouble, Lee and Harry said simultaneously, "We got lost."

"Or perhaps a map, I trust you don't need one to find your seats." Ron and Harry sat next to each other and Lee found his way to Angel and she gave him her notes to copy. After all that was said and done, she made sure she dragged Lee to potions.

Just as everyone was settled in for the class, Snape walks in, looking like a vampire. "There will no foolish wand waving, or silly incantations in this class. As such I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making, however, for those select few who possess the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death."

Through all this he glances at Malfoy, who is looking like a fanboy in this moment, as well as Angel and Harry. "And then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities that are so formidable that you feel confident to Not Pay Attention."

Both Hermione and Lee nudged Harry and Angel respectively. Both of them put their quills down and look up at Snape. He looks right into Harry's eyes, as if looking for something that isn't there. "Mr. Potter... Our. New. Celebrity. Tell me what would I get if a powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

In that instance, Angel and Hermione's hands went up, while Harry didn't have a clue. "I don't know sir."

"You don't know? Well let's try again, where Mr. Potter would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?"

Angel saw what Snape was doing and wasn't happy at all. Hermione kept waving her hand as she knew the answer. Harry answered honestly. "I don't know sir."

"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?"

"I don't know, sir."

"Pity, clearly fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter?"

Harry looks around and sees not only Hermione but Angel's hand was up, and was clearly annoyed by Snape picking on him. "Clearly? Hermione and Angel know, seems a pity not to call on them."

Angel, Lee, Hermione and Ron looked on in shock while everyone snickered.

"Silence." Snape walked over to Harry's station, while doing so telling Angel and Hermione to put their hands down, and got a closer look in his eyes. "For your information Potter..." Angel nudged Lee to start writing at this point, while Snape continued. "... Asphodel and Wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the draught of the living dead. A bezoar is stone taken from the stomach of a goat and will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfbane, they are the same plant which also goes by the name of aconite."

The dead silence in the room, made him look around. "Well, why aren't all of you copying this down?" He walks back to his desk and starts to write something, but not before mentioning something. "Gryffindors, note that five points will be taken from your house for your classmates cheek."

In that moment, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle look back at them, smirking. Angel, who already had her notes taken, decided to throw a paper ball at Snape with expert speed so she wouldn't be caught. When he looked at the class, Angel pretended to take notes and the three Slytherins were smirking. Snape was not impressed by this and took five points from his own house. Angel then took that moment to silently snicker, her shoulders trembling from it.

After that eventful class they had flying lessons. The first years were in two lines, facing each other. Madam Hooch walks between them. "Good afternoon class."

"Good Afternoon Madam Hooch."

Turning around, she pulls on a glove. "Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? I want everyone step up to the left side of their broom stick. Come on now, hurry up."

As everyone had done so, Hooch sticks her hand out. "Now stick your hand over the broomstick and say 'up.'"

Numerous chants of 'up' were heard, for some like Harry, Angel and Malfoy, the broomsticks came up instantly. Malfoy smirked, Harry was amazed and Angel smiled, looking at Lee who was having trouble. Hermione's was rolling around and Ron's was being straight up defiant, smacking him in the face. In that moment, Hooch gave some more advice. "With feeling."

As everyone had finally gotten their broom in hand, they received more instruction. "Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end. When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard. Keep your brooms steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle. Three. Two." Upon the whistle, Longbottom's broomstick went up on its own.

Calling for help, Madam Hooch tried to call him. "Mr. Longbottom." She started stuttering his name before the broom started flying away. "Get back down here this instant."

The broom started to jerk around as if it was a horse trying to buck its rider off. It ran into the wall, hitting both the front and back ends of itself then flies back toward the students, forcing them to jump to the sides before flying up through an archway and by a statue that catches him by the robe.

Everyone gathers near where he is, calling his name. His robe starts to rip even more o the point where he falls. A torch catches him by the robe before he slips out of it, and onto the ground, giving a loud 'Ow.'

Madam Hooch runs over. "Everyone out of the way."

Hermione looks on. "Is he alright?"

Angel cringes slightly, having a feeling that he broke something. "Not likely. He definitely broke something from the sound of whimpering I'm hearing."

Madam Hooch tries to help him up. "Oh dear, it's a broken wrist. Come on, up you go." While she got him up she gave a warning to anyone thinking about taking off while she was taking care of him. "Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will be out of Hogwarts before they can say 'Quidditch'."

Malfoy, who picked up Neville's remembrall, which he'd gotten during lunch, giggled. "Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse."

Angel snarled, hearing that. Harry then stepped forward. "Give it here Malfoy!"

He turned to Harry. "No, I think I'll leave somewhere for him to find." He started lifting off the ground. "How about on the roof?" As he got in the air he started taunting Harry. "What's the matter Potter? Bit beyond your reach?"

Both Harry and Angel mounted their brooms. Hermione tried to appeal to their senses, and Lee did his damn-est to calm Angel down. "You guys heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides you two don't even know how to fly."

Angel shook her head. "I don't give a damn if I get expelled for something this stupid. Someone needs to put Malfoy in his place. I can't stand bullies and I sure as hell won't let some blonde wannabe take something that doesn't belong to him. Hufflepuffs are loyal and don't back down from something like this."

"Einjeru-chan!"

Angel looked at Lee, and paled. When they yelled out in Japanese it meant something pushed them. "Lee?"

"Angel... Please. You're leaking out killing intent."

She looked around at everyone and even saw Malfoy paling. "Oh my god... I was ready to kill him..."

Harry looked at Angel and then back to where Malfoy was and saw he was up higher in the air. He mounted his broom again and met Malfoy face to face. "Give it here Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"

"Is that so?"

Harry tried lunging forwards and taking it, but Malfoy rolled causing Harry to fly past him. Holding the remembrall, he taunts Harry again. "Have it your way then." He threw it, causing Harry to speed forward.

He caught it and was seen by Professor McGonagall, but didn't know until he touched down and was asked to follow her. He ended up following her to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room where she borrowed a student. "Potter this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I have found you a seeker."

All of a sudden that became a buzz around the school, and Angel was amazed. 'Well at least Harry is finding his way and it's only been a couple days. I was ready to kill Malfoy...' She went up to Dumbledore's office, as she had been asked to it.

"Professor?"

"Come in child."

Walking up to his desk, Angel felt smaller than usual. "You wanted to see me?"

"Just want to see how you're doing."

"I wanted to kill Malfoy earlier and most of my classmates felt it... I lost my temper."

"There there. Licorice snap?"

"No thank you sir..."

"There's no problem with strong emotions. It's all about channeling it. Also, don't worry about finding your way. It'll happen eventually. Now, I believe it's almost time for dinner." Dumbledore walks Angel down to the great hall and this becomes the norm in terms of schedule, at least until Halloween.