Ghost Whisper: Another chappie out! Long wait I know – but I've been concentrating on a bunch of my other stories, and school decided to be evil. Anyways, I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. It could be better, but for a 'bridge' chapter, I think it turned out okay. Tell me what you think please?
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Ghost Whisper: Anyways, lots of thanks to all other reviewers from previous chapters as well. Did I ever say that I don't own Digimon and Harry Potter? Well, I don't. Bandai and Fox (I think) get Digimon, and JK Rowling and her publishers get Harry Potter. I wasn't there when they were having the auction. Wahhh!
On with Chapter 7!
Chapter 7: A Misplaced Soul
'I'm in England," Takeru thought dully. It was the only coherent thought running through his head at the moment. Upon the old man's pronouncement, TK's mind had slowed nearly to a halt. All he found himself able to do was stare forward in complete and utter shock. 'Why does it always seem to be me?' he wondered. 'Even when I thought our Digi-destined problems were over, something new decides to rear it's ugly head.'
The old man – Dumbledore he had introduced himself as – had left the room under the pretense of 'allowing TK to think things over'. He and the other adults had left the room and were now outside in the hallway talking quietly amongst themselves. 'Probably deciding what to do with me.' The only one left now was the boy about his age named Harry.
"So you're from Japan then?" Harry asked him, taking a more comfortable sitting position on the bed next to him.
Blinking, TK struggled to pull himself out of the state of shock he had been in. "Yeah," he told him. "I lived there all my life actually…" He trailed off, uncertain of how to continue. What would you say after all, if you had found out that you had been transported halfway across the world in your sleep?
There was silence for a few minutes, while both boys debated over what to say next. Finally, Harry broke the stillness once more. "Are you a wizard? I mean, there are charms around the school to keep muggles – non-magic people – from seeing the school. If you were able to get all the way to the forbidden forest, then you must have some magic in you."
Takeru frowned, considering. "Well, I don't know about being a wizard. I grew up as a normal person; a – muggle you called it? Well, I guess normal depends on your definition though. I - " What he had been going to say was interrupted by an insistent scratching on the window, and the appearance of a certain orange flying creature. The blond haired boy smiled in relief, and stumbled wearily over to the window to open it.
As soon as the glass was out of the way, Patamon came flying through and tackled his partner. "TK! You're all right! Thank goodness! I was so worried about you!" Takeru grinned and stumbled slightly under his partner's assault. "I couldn't even help you when that fog-monster came, and then there was some weird blue light, and those people came and took you here, so I hid and - "
"Whoa! Calm down Patamon!" He told his babbling friend. "There'll be plenty of time to talk about what happened. Right now…" he turned to face Harry who was looking at them both, shock evident on his face. "Well, I imagine that you have some questions, don't you Harry?" The boy in question nodded silently, staring at Patamon.
TK sat back down on the bed, Patamon having taken up his customary perch atop his head. "Lets see now…" he mumbled absently to himself as he considered. "Where to begin… I guess I'll have to start by saying, that this is what I meant when I said normal depends on your definition…
"This is certainly an interesting development." Dumbledore said quietly as he stroked his beard. "While I can't be sure what, there is definitely something special about that boy. I'm sure I've never met him before, but a familiar feeling nags at me." Hagrid and Madame Pomfrey listened in silence as the old wizard talked, unsure of whether it was to himself or to them.
"Yeh haven't met the kid before the Professor? I guess not seein as he's s'posed to be from Japan, but there does seem to be something a tad… off 'bout him." Hagrid scratched his head and frowned. "Feels like I should know him too. 'Sides. However innocent he may seem, he could be some sorta spy. Harry's told me about his scar hurtin because o' You-Know-Who – and if it wasn't a headache he came in with, I wouldn't know how else to describe it." The half-giant looked worried.
Dumbledore smiled. "I believe, then, that we will have to take the obvious course of action."
"And that would be Headmaster?" Madame Pomfrey crossed her arms over her chest, leaning towards the door. She seemed anxious to check on her patient.
"Why, enroll him in Hogwarts of course! Not only will we be able to keep an eye on him, we just may figure out what it is about this boy that is so familiar. Secrets have a habit of coming to light within these castle walls."
In spite of jubilant – one could almost say 'uncaring' – way the solution way put forward, Dumbledore had put a great deal of thought into his reply. He wouldn't endanger the students, and although any fool could argue that there was something strange about their unexpected guest; some instinct told him that the boy was not dangerous – and might, perhaps, be rather important to the events currently taking place.
"Are yeh sure Professor?" Hagrid looked like he wanted to protest.
"Yes Hagrid. I do believe so. I'll let it be known that the professors should keep an eye on him, but there is little else we can do at this point. We cannot send him back immediately, and no small amount of curiosity will arise from a boy wandering around the school when he is not a student."
"It's amazing that the Wizarding world has never heard of something like this," Harry stated thoughtfully. "After all, odd creatures terrorizing cities are just the sorts of thing that they're supposed to deal with. And from what I've heard, the Japanese ministry of magic is one of the most well organized – you'd think they would catch wind of something like that."
TK shrugged. "I never knew about wizards either, though if they're as secretive as you say, I guess I wouldn't. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that Digimon came from technology? Although your wizards should still have noticed something – even the normal people found out when Myotismon tried to take over Tokyo."
"Yeah. . ." Harry frowned. "Although – It is possible that the ministry of magic in Japan could be trying to hide any evidence of what's going on. They do it here, even when it's obvious to most people that everything's not as perfect as they make it out to be…"
"What do you mean?"
Harry twitched at the sudden question from the orange and white creature, Patamon. He was used to magic, but even in the wizarding world, most non-humans didn't talk – and those who did had human-looking (mostly) faces. "About fourteen years ago, there was an evil wizard named Voldemort terrorizing the wizarding world, and trying to 'purify' the world from anyone Muggle or Muggle-born – Normal people, or wizards who's families didn't have magic. He wanted to rule over everything, and he almost succeeded, until he was killed by a spell that rebounded on him." Harry kept his face neutral as he told of Voldemort's death, hoping that TK wouldn't ask him to elaborate. He really didn't need anyone else staring at him in awe – although it seemed as though the blond boy might understand him better than most other people, given the events of his childhood.
"So he was like a Wizard Hitler then?"
"Yeah. Everyone thought he was gone. Recently though, we found out that he'd only lost his body, and was searching for a way to get it, and the majority of his powers back. He – succeeded last year, and he's trying to gather all his old followers now."
TK groaned and buried his face in the pillow on his bed. When he lifted his face up a minute later, his eyes reflected ironic amusement. "This is kinda creepy you know? I mean, except for the fact that he had Digimon followers, his story is almost exactly the same as Myotismon's."
"I guess it is a pretty big coincidence – But there's been quite a few of those in my life. I don't think you'll need to worry about anything here though. Dumbledore is one of the only people Voldemort has ever been afraid of, and Hogwarts is exceptionally well warded. Even then, the Headmaster will probably find a way to send you home soon."
TK sighed, and fingered a strange transparent blue chip that Harry realized had been in his hand for nearly the whole conversation. "I hope so." The blond boy said quietly. "My mom is gonna kill me for disappearing when I was supposed to be home sick."
At the moment, the door to the room opened again.
Ghost Whisper: A chapter! Ye Gods, I've done it! I've actually updated! Is it good? Bad? Confusing? Please review and let me know! No guarantees on when the next update will be, but this story is not being abandoned! Don't worry!