Kissa peered over at Haru's table - he was sitting with the Slytherian's because he was still black. He seemed to be really pissed of at Malfoy.
"That hairstyle is offensive!" she could hear him saying.
Malfoy was caught between indignant anger and outright fear. It would have been funny if Haru was just teasing him, but right now, right now it was more then a little unnerving.
"Oi!" Ron said. "We got Frost in," he sat down beside her.
"Sorry that it took us awhile. How was the Sorting? Were you nervous?" Hermoine asked.
Kissa nodded her head vigourously. "I was really nervous. Super nervous. I - I've never seen so many faces all looking at me before. It scared me really bad."
"But look where you are now, there's nothing to fear, but fear itself," Hermoine said wisely.
Kissa shrugged. "I though that everyone was going to laugh because the hat would decide that I don't belong at Hogwarts. I guess he's the one we had to worry about though." As she spoke, she nodded her head towards Haru who was making his way over from the Slytherian table.
He sat down across from Kissa and started helping himself to some food.
"Hey!" Ron protested.
Kissa put her hand over his. "He's white Haru right now," she explained. "The Sorting Hat put him into Gryffindor and Slytherian."
"At the same time!" Hermione gasped. "That's never happened before - ever!"
"What makes you so sure?" Haru asked.
"I read Hogwarts; A History at least twenty times," Hermoine said.
"And that's only about this thick," Harry said spreading his arms apart as far as he could.
"No, it's a bit thicker than that, but I think you get the idea. Ever time someone goes to the bathroom, someone must record it there. How else do you explain how big they got it?" Ron added.
"Hogwarts has a long history and many things have happened hear. Take last year for example," Hermoine said deffensively.
"Whatever," Haru said. "Kyou's right, Black Haru doesn't need a place to belong. Giving one to the side of a person that emerges when he can't control his temper is bad. What if I do something that says I need to be expelled when I'm black? Then what? Do we both get expelled?"
"I wouldn't think so. You . . . . . ." Hermoine began.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Hatori was by himself at the Ravenclaw table. As the only new student for that house he was getting a lot of hellos, but everyone was falling in with their own groups of friends.
Typically the new students try and make friends with other new students, but in his case that wasn't possible.
He didn't mind at all. Having Shigure and Ayame for friends was going to prove to be very trying indeed. Already they had began to stir the hall, although not nowhere near as bad as Hatsuharu had.
His vision blurred for a second and he felt like there was wind on his face. A stiffling wind that was laced with the scent of jasmine. A vision of the sun setting filled his eyes, and then he was back at the table with another Ravenclaw welcoming him to his new house.
Hatori put his hand to his forehead, determinded to check and see if he was coming down with a tempeture. It had been cold on the boats and it would be rather easy to catch a cold.
No sooner had the thought trailed through his mind then he was up and manuvering straight for the Slytherian table.
He stopped behind Akito and put his hand to the usually younger boys head. Abnormal high boby tempetures met his fingers and palm. He sighed heavily, and picked Akito up as best as he could.
"His electric currents are somewhat sparatic," Hana said. "It seems to only be a slight cold."
"Yes, I'm afraid so. Could one of you please direct me to the hospital wing?" he asked Malfoy.
"No," the slick blond boy said.
Hatori nodded his head to Aya, silently giving him permission to play the majority of his jokes on Malfoy - the nastier majority.
He started towards the door, Akito slung over his shoulder. Walking by the Gryffindor table he slowed. "Kissa, open the doors for me," he ordered.
"H- Hai! Is Akito-san going to be all right?" she stammered.
"If I can find the medical wing the chances are greater, but he gets this type of cold all the time, so I'm fairly confident that if I can find him a bed he'll survive."
Harry stood up. "I could show you where the medical wing is," he said.
"That would be appreciated," Hatori said.
Kissa opened the door and Harry showed Hatori the way to the hospital wing.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Kyou was definetely not liking his life at the moment. Apparently the section of the Gryffindor table that he had sat down at was slotted for getting practically nothing but leeks.
Leek stew, leek salad, fried leeks: it was all disgusting. It made him want to barf so he did.
"Damm leeks!" he cursed angerily as he flung his fork down. "I won't sit here and take this kind of abuse!"
"Oh relax, If I can bear to be seperated from my beloved Aya, then you can stand to eat a few leeks," Shigure said.
Kyou felt his temper snap and he almost overturned the table in rage. That would have been bad considering that he would have crushed half of the students on the other side of the table.
A sharply hissed, "Bakaneko," brought him up short however. He spun, a wild look in his red eyes.
"Who the hell are you to talk, you damm rat!" he shouted. He swung his fist towards Yuki, who had of course intervened.
Yuki eyed the fist and easily stepped outside of its attack range. "You're really asking for it, aren't you?" he snapped.
"Guys!" Tohru cried out she was heading for both of them a top notch speeds when she tripped over a chair.
POOF! they distinctely heard. Then Tohru was standing up, having shoved Momiji's clothes underneath the table along with the little bunny rabbit.
Under there it would be safe if he turned into a human, and he'd be able to get dressed.
The accident reminded them of where they were, and they both turned and went back to their own seats.
"I'll finish you later," Kyou sulked as Yuki headed away.
"Wow! Do you take martial arts lessons?" a small red haired girl asked.
Kyou nodded.
"That's great! I'm Ginny Weasely, what's you name?" she asked.
"Kyou Sohma," he answered.
Yuki sat down, watchin Kyou associate with the people around him easily. He heard some of them laughing and some of them teasing. In contrast the Slytherians were all gathered uncertaintly around Aya.
"It was my destiny to be a snake!" he exclaimed. "I just know it!"
At least the boys were gathering around him. The girls seemed to have an unatural attraction to Hana.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
The meal ended, and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet. "Ahem - just a few words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term announcement to make.
First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few older students will do well to remember that as well."
Aya and Shigure made eye contact, both of them finding a new rule to break. And both of them wondering if Dumbledore knew that they were really older then they were pretending to be.
"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors."
Everyone turned to look at Mr. Filch. Kyou looked away almost immediately. He had a sudden feeling that the whispy old man and himself weren't going to be getting along very well.
"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Ayone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch." Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" he sounded rather exuberant about that even though he was obviously tired. He gave his wand a little flick, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it.
The ribbon rose high above the tables and twisted itself into snakelike words. "Everyone pick their favorite tune, and off we go!" the head master of the school said.
And the school bellowed:
Hogwards, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwart,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Out heads could do with filling
With some interresting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Tust do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Everybody finished the songs at different times. Aya and Shigure were particularily happy about the results. They were standing on the table applauding as the last singers died away.
"Bravo! Bravo!" Aya called out. He turned towards Yuki - still standing on the table - "Let's sing it again, brother, just you and me!"
Yuki turned his head away disdainfully. "Don't make me gag," he hissed angerily. He wouldn't look at Aya.
The snake quickly hurried over and sat down beside him. "Yuki-kun! I know that you really want to get to know me," he said loudly, boisterously.
"Ahem," Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Everyone off to bed now," he said with a shoing motion.
Everyone rose and started to leave.
** ** ** ** ** **
A/Notes;
This is actually still a continuation of the previous chapter. I just noticed that it had gotten too long so I broke it into two parts.
I'm not sure what I want to happen next. I guess it would have to be the first day of classes, but I'm open to suggestions. . . . . .Please R&R!!!
Thanks for reading,
Kissa-chan
"That hairstyle is offensive!" she could hear him saying.
Malfoy was caught between indignant anger and outright fear. It would have been funny if Haru was just teasing him, but right now, right now it was more then a little unnerving.
"Oi!" Ron said. "We got Frost in," he sat down beside her.
"Sorry that it took us awhile. How was the Sorting? Were you nervous?" Hermoine asked.
Kissa nodded her head vigourously. "I was really nervous. Super nervous. I - I've never seen so many faces all looking at me before. It scared me really bad."
"But look where you are now, there's nothing to fear, but fear itself," Hermoine said wisely.
Kissa shrugged. "I though that everyone was going to laugh because the hat would decide that I don't belong at Hogwarts. I guess he's the one we had to worry about though." As she spoke, she nodded her head towards Haru who was making his way over from the Slytherian table.
He sat down across from Kissa and started helping himself to some food.
"Hey!" Ron protested.
Kissa put her hand over his. "He's white Haru right now," she explained. "The Sorting Hat put him into Gryffindor and Slytherian."
"At the same time!" Hermione gasped. "That's never happened before - ever!"
"What makes you so sure?" Haru asked.
"I read Hogwarts; A History at least twenty times," Hermoine said.
"And that's only about this thick," Harry said spreading his arms apart as far as he could.
"No, it's a bit thicker than that, but I think you get the idea. Ever time someone goes to the bathroom, someone must record it there. How else do you explain how big they got it?" Ron added.
"Hogwarts has a long history and many things have happened hear. Take last year for example," Hermoine said deffensively.
"Whatever," Haru said. "Kyou's right, Black Haru doesn't need a place to belong. Giving one to the side of a person that emerges when he can't control his temper is bad. What if I do something that says I need to be expelled when I'm black? Then what? Do we both get expelled?"
"I wouldn't think so. You . . . . . ." Hermoine began.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Hatori was by himself at the Ravenclaw table. As the only new student for that house he was getting a lot of hellos, but everyone was falling in with their own groups of friends.
Typically the new students try and make friends with other new students, but in his case that wasn't possible.
He didn't mind at all. Having Shigure and Ayame for friends was going to prove to be very trying indeed. Already they had began to stir the hall, although not nowhere near as bad as Hatsuharu had.
His vision blurred for a second and he felt like there was wind on his face. A stiffling wind that was laced with the scent of jasmine. A vision of the sun setting filled his eyes, and then he was back at the table with another Ravenclaw welcoming him to his new house.
Hatori put his hand to his forehead, determinded to check and see if he was coming down with a tempeture. It had been cold on the boats and it would be rather easy to catch a cold.
No sooner had the thought trailed through his mind then he was up and manuvering straight for the Slytherian table.
He stopped behind Akito and put his hand to the usually younger boys head. Abnormal high boby tempetures met his fingers and palm. He sighed heavily, and picked Akito up as best as he could.
"His electric currents are somewhat sparatic," Hana said. "It seems to only be a slight cold."
"Yes, I'm afraid so. Could one of you please direct me to the hospital wing?" he asked Malfoy.
"No," the slick blond boy said.
Hatori nodded his head to Aya, silently giving him permission to play the majority of his jokes on Malfoy - the nastier majority.
He started towards the door, Akito slung over his shoulder. Walking by the Gryffindor table he slowed. "Kissa, open the doors for me," he ordered.
"H- Hai! Is Akito-san going to be all right?" she stammered.
"If I can find the medical wing the chances are greater, but he gets this type of cold all the time, so I'm fairly confident that if I can find him a bed he'll survive."
Harry stood up. "I could show you where the medical wing is," he said.
"That would be appreciated," Hatori said.
Kissa opened the door and Harry showed Hatori the way to the hospital wing.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Kyou was definetely not liking his life at the moment. Apparently the section of the Gryffindor table that he had sat down at was slotted for getting practically nothing but leeks.
Leek stew, leek salad, fried leeks: it was all disgusting. It made him want to barf so he did.
"Damm leeks!" he cursed angerily as he flung his fork down. "I won't sit here and take this kind of abuse!"
"Oh relax, If I can bear to be seperated from my beloved Aya, then you can stand to eat a few leeks," Shigure said.
Kyou felt his temper snap and he almost overturned the table in rage. That would have been bad considering that he would have crushed half of the students on the other side of the table.
A sharply hissed, "Bakaneko," brought him up short however. He spun, a wild look in his red eyes.
"Who the hell are you to talk, you damm rat!" he shouted. He swung his fist towards Yuki, who had of course intervened.
Yuki eyed the fist and easily stepped outside of its attack range. "You're really asking for it, aren't you?" he snapped.
"Guys!" Tohru cried out she was heading for both of them a top notch speeds when she tripped over a chair.
POOF! they distinctely heard. Then Tohru was standing up, having shoved Momiji's clothes underneath the table along with the little bunny rabbit.
Under there it would be safe if he turned into a human, and he'd be able to get dressed.
The accident reminded them of where they were, and they both turned and went back to their own seats.
"I'll finish you later," Kyou sulked as Yuki headed away.
"Wow! Do you take martial arts lessons?" a small red haired girl asked.
Kyou nodded.
"That's great! I'm Ginny Weasely, what's you name?" she asked.
"Kyou Sohma," he answered.
Yuki sat down, watchin Kyou associate with the people around him easily. He heard some of them laughing and some of them teasing. In contrast the Slytherians were all gathered uncertaintly around Aya.
"It was my destiny to be a snake!" he exclaimed. "I just know it!"
At least the boys were gathering around him. The girls seemed to have an unatural attraction to Hana.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
The meal ended, and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet. "Ahem - just a few words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term announcement to make.
First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few older students will do well to remember that as well."
Aya and Shigure made eye contact, both of them finding a new rule to break. And both of them wondering if Dumbledore knew that they were really older then they were pretending to be.
"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors."
Everyone turned to look at Mr. Filch. Kyou looked away almost immediately. He had a sudden feeling that the whispy old man and himself weren't going to be getting along very well.
"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Ayone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch." Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" he sounded rather exuberant about that even though he was obviously tired. He gave his wand a little flick, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it.
The ribbon rose high above the tables and twisted itself into snakelike words. "Everyone pick their favorite tune, and off we go!" the head master of the school said.
And the school bellowed:
Hogwards, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwart,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Out heads could do with filling
With some interresting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Tust do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Everybody finished the songs at different times. Aya and Shigure were particularily happy about the results. They were standing on the table applauding as the last singers died away.
"Bravo! Bravo!" Aya called out. He turned towards Yuki - still standing on the table - "Let's sing it again, brother, just you and me!"
Yuki turned his head away disdainfully. "Don't make me gag," he hissed angerily. He wouldn't look at Aya.
The snake quickly hurried over and sat down beside him. "Yuki-kun! I know that you really want to get to know me," he said loudly, boisterously.
"Ahem," Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Everyone off to bed now," he said with a shoing motion.
Everyone rose and started to leave.
** ** ** ** ** **
A/Notes;
This is actually still a continuation of the previous chapter. I just noticed that it had gotten too long so I broke it into two parts.
I'm not sure what I want to happen next. I guess it would have to be the first day of classes, but I'm open to suggestions. . . . . .Please R&R!!!
Thanks for reading,
Kissa-chan