It was close to time for the Host club to open for business. The Host club decided it would be fun to have the new students dress up as well. With Halloween next week the Host club wanted to keep with tradition around various holidays. Hermione missed dressing in wizarding clothes. Thankfully, she had several dress robes in her bag. She chose to wear a deep crimson dress with a witches hat and her wand. Although most thought it was part of her costume; Harry, Fred, George, and herself knew it was real. The Host club loved the look, Tamaki-senpai was practically gushing over her outfit.

Haruhi-chan gazed at Hermione's dress. A blush slowly creeped at her face as she appreciated how pretty Hermione was. Hermione looked at Haruhi-chan, she was in her comfort zone, a gentle smile graced her lips. She was ready to start meeting more of the student body especially since she had such a group of new friends to help her pseudo family and herself transition into their new life. She looked over to Harry and the twins they each had on sleek robes they had brought over in their wardrobes. Each holding their own wands and pointed hats on their heads. They looked radiant, they seemed happy in their new corner of the world. Hani-senpai skipped over to the group.

"Hey guys, are you ready for your first Host club?" Hani-senpai oozed excitement Mori-senpai leaned over and whispered in his ear. He was still excited but it was more controlled. Harry nodded at Mori-senpai. He had a shyness about him that mirrored Harry's demeanor. They seemed to have an aura of familiarity between them. There was an all encompassing surrounding the room. However, it was broken moments later by the first group of girls coming into the room. There were whispers amongst them as they met the new group of students. Braving the states and trying to be a true Gryffindor. Taking a deep breath, she was nervous.

"Hello, my name is Hermione and it is my pleasure to make your acquaintance. Welcome to the Host club. We hope you enjoy the special day we have planned for you all," she curtsied before stepping back to let the next person introduce themselves.

"Hello. We are Fred and George. We are pranksters at heart. But, we will keep it in check until we get to know you all," they grinned causing several of the girls to faint in exasperation. They smirked their ego inflating at the sight.

"It is a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Harry and I would like to get to know you all," Harry was so shy but he persevered and spoke as oud as he could to be heard throughout the room.

"Well, that's all for the introductions. Let's get to it and please be kind to our new students and I hope you all have a wonderful time today," Tamaki-senpai was super excited to start the Host club festivities. He clapped his hands and everyone situated themselves around the room ready to begin.

"Hermione, that's your name, correct? Like from the play?" a brunette girl asked her.

"Yes. My parents were fans of Shakespeare. Thank you for asking. Before we go further may I inquire about your name since you know mine?" Hermione asked. The girl blushed slightly.

"Of course. My name is Ichigo. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance," she replied," so Hermione what are some of your favorite hobbies?"

"I enjoy reading and cooking. What about you Ichigo?" She asked.

"I play the piano. Music is very melodious. It is quite soothing," Ichigo smiled in thought. Just then, Tamaki-senpai decided to interrupt.

"How are you lovely ladies doing this evening?" Tamaki-senpai then took Ichigo's hand, kissed it softly, then whispered into her ear. She stood gracefully, thanking Hermione for her time before stepping away allowing Tamaki-senpai to take her spot.

"It seems that you and Haruhi-chan are getting along quite well. There was a maiden's blush across both of your cheeks. Is there something you want to tell Haruhi-chan's daddy?" He asked with coyness, an eyebrow raised, his hand poised as if he were waiting to have an item placed in his palm.

"Um, I'm not sure what you are talking about Tamaki-senpai," Hermione stuttered. Her face became a bright red color, as she tried to hide the truth of her crush. Tamaki-senpai smirked at her reaction knowing the truth but he needed more proof of the matter. Haruhi-chan turned to check on Hermione since she was between clients. She could see Tamaki-senpai smirking and Hermione blushing. Uh oh, she thought that an intervention was needed to stop him from interrogating Hermione any further. Haruhi-chan walked over to their table and placed a comforting hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Tamaki-senpai what are you doing over here causing Hermione discomfort?" Haruhi-chan had her hands on her hips with a chastising look aimed toward Tamaki-senpai.

"Oh nothing. Just daddy taking care of some business," he replied nonchalantly. Haruhi-chan was fuming.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you're not my dad. I have one of those already and he is a handful as it is," Haruhi-chan was mad as she yelled at Tamaki-senpai before storming away in a huff. Hermione flashed him a look of anger before going after Haruhi-chan. She rushed out of music room number 3 unsure of which to go. Instincts told her to head right. As she passed the end of the corridor and turned left there was a distinct huff and crying that could be heard from a classroom door on her right. Hermione slowly crept to the door and nudged it open.

Haruhi-chan was crouched down on the floor with her head in her hands. She was shaking her head. The frustration radiated off her in waves. Hermione slowly approached her and gently placed her hand on Haruhi-chan's shoulder. The crying stopped as she looked up and saw Hermione with a look of concern on her face. Haruhi-chan smiled a little at seeing Hermione. A twinkle shone in her eye at seeing the young girl standing there concerned for her.

"Haruhi-chan what is wrong did I do something to upset you?" Hermione asked unsure of what else to say.

"No, Hermione it wasn't you at all it was Tamaki-senpai and his overbearing ways. Ever since I was coerced into joining the Host club he is hell bound to act like a father figure. But, I already have a crazy, overbearing Dad. I don't need another one. But I can't blame my dad for how he is. I let him have it because of my mother," Haruhi-chan looked down in sadness recalling her mother's funeral. Hermione slowly pulled Haruhi-chan into a tight embrace letting the young girl grieve the loss of her mother at such a young age. Hermione was reminded of her friend Luna Lovegood at that moment. She always tried to remain positive but there were moments she would get a far-off look and her eyes would water with unshed tears. Then she would blink them away and plastered a smile on her face. At that moment Hermione was a supportive friend, she hoped Haruhi-chan would have some comfort in knowing that Hermione was there for her.

Back in Music room number 3 there was a storm brewing. Harry noticed Hermione's departure and went over to where Tamaki-senpai was sitting in a daze at the outburst he caused. Harry sat down in Hermione's place. He crossed his arms and had a harsh look on his face. He may not like confrontation but Hermione was like a sister to him who he would protect diligently. Mori-senpai also saw what happened. He slowly approached the young men in case he needed to intervene.

"What just happened Tamaki-senpai? Why did the girls run off so quickly after your chat?" Harry may be soft spoken, however his voice carried a lot of power in it. Tamaki-senpai shivered at the wave of power Harry conveyed in his whispered demands.

"I.. I.. I just wanted to get an idea of Hermione's intentions towards Haruhi-chan. I see myself as a surrogate father to her and I just want to protect her from any emotional harm," he stammered quickly hoping Harry accepted his words. Harry lifted his brow in a questioning manner. He didn't think it was the whole story but he would find out more once he saw Hermione again. For now, he nodded and stood up. When he turned around he was surprised to see Mori-senpai standing there with a hint of concern in his eyes. Harry gave him a shy smile before returning to sit with Hani-senpai and continued his quiet conversation as if nothing happened.

Contemplating his next course of action, Tamaki-senpai saw Haruhi-chan and Hermione quietly stroll back into the room. They were holding hands and whispering intimately to one another. He slumped his shoulders slightly unsure if where his relationship with Haruhi-chan would be after her reaction to his interrogation of Hermione. They were growing close rather quickly. He felt a presence behind him, looking up Kyoya-senpai was standing over him with a calculating stare.

"Tamaki you can feel something different about this new group I'm sure. Especially Hermione, your reaction to her friendship with Haruhi-chan is quite enlightening to me," Kyoya-senpai pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he finished his observations. This statement rendered Tamaki-senpai speechless more so than he had been before. Tamaki-senpai figured Kyoya knew more than he was letting on about their new students. It had him pondering about who they really were before the group moved to Japan.