(A/N) Hey everyone! I'll introduce some new things for our other main trio, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. I know I haven't been writing so much about them, but I will, I just wanted to introduce my other characters and their viewpoints and probs.
Oh, yea…um…well, Ayame's cat has had its named changed from George to Fred.
Disclaimer: Why do we have to write these? They know we don't own them! Oh, and just in case, I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING RELATED! NOR DO I OWN THE CAST OR ANYTHING RELATED TO INUYASHA! I do own, however, my characters, though!
FROM NOW ON, THIS DISCLAIMER WILL GO FOR ALL FUTURE CHAPTERS! Hah! So now I don't have to write anymore!
"People's voices"
People's thoughts
Chapter 5
.:In the Dining Room:.
Harry had never seen so much food in his life! There were some dishes he recognized, but the rest he had no clue what they were. As if reading his mind, Hoa explained.
" Some dishes, I'm not sure you'll recognize, but they are Vietnamese and Japanese. I've even included some Mexican, although I'm not very sure if they're good. I haven't really had any practice."
" I'm sure they're just as good as when my wife made them," Hideki said smiling warmly. Hoa beamed.
" Come on now, don't be shy, sit down and eat!" Hoa said ushering them into their chairs. The men helped the women into their chairs, like the gentlemen they were. When everyone was settled, the food was passed around with much clatter and chatter. (hehehe, it rhymed)
After a while, everyone got to get comfortable with each other.
" So, Ayame, what do you do at the Ministry?" asked Fred interestedly. Everyone looked fairly interested as well. Hideki and Thien knew what she did, but didn't get enough out of her to satisfy their curiosity.
Ayame looked apprehensive for a moment before answering.
" Well, I…" she started, trying to pick the right words as to not give away anything, " I'm a guard. Something of an Auror who guards important information and…weapons."
" Wow," said Bill and Ron. Everyone was clearly impressed, especially Bill. When George gave him a look that clearly said, 'I thought you were dating Fleur!', he just shrugged it off. After all Ayame was very pretty, and when in the presence of a pretty lady, none of the Weasley men could help themselves. At least, Mr.Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Ron couldn't. Especially not Ron, he turned to mush.
" So were you there when that weapon had gotten stolen a couple weeks ago?" asked Hermione.
Ayame looked troubled.
" Yes, I was on watch that night. But I can't give you any details, it is forbidden."
Harry felt disappointed. He really wanted to know just how Voldemort did it. Getting into the Ministry of Magic filled with Aurors was a hard thing to do, especially if you're the most wanted wizard of all time. As if reading his mind, Hermione asked the very question that tugged mercilessly at his mind.
"Well, we think that someone in the Ministry helped him in, and he got in when everyone was sleeping. Kingsley is still looking in on that one," came Ayame's helpful reply.
Everyone kept eating as Hermione and Ginny wanted to learn more about Vietnam. Bill became surprisingly interested and Charlie talked about dragons with Thien and Hideki. When Fred questioned the absence of the other Aurors, Tonks, Kingsley, and Mad Eye, Ayame told him they were called to duty.
" So, why did you join the Order?" Ron asked Ayame. Harry felt slightly sympathetic towards her because she was being bombarded with questions, but then again he wanted to satisfy the lack of knowledge he had as well.
Ayame was silent for a moment and then answered, " I am bound by a promise, to help another and capture the dark wizard you know of as Voldemort."
The Weasleys' flinched when they heard Voldemort's name, Hermione slightly winced, still trying to get used to the idea of hearing his name, and the new members just ignored it. Seems they weren't bothered by it at all.
" Who did you promise?" asked Fred. Mrs. Weasley snapped at him for getting to nosey. Ayame just laughed and waved it aside.
" An old friend. A very special old friend," she said with a distant look in her eyes.
" An old boyfriend?" Bill asked with suspicion, suddenly becoming interested…hmmm, wonder why…
" No, a girl. A young girl with the purest heart I ever knew of."
" What's she like?" asked Ginny asked putting her spoon down to out all of her attention on Ayame. Ayame still had that dreamy look on her face. She softly laughed as she reminisced. (no, she's not a lesbian!)
" She never hesitated to help someone who was in need, and did everything in her power to help. She…she was, very special. She was stubborn yet very sweet. I remember when we would get in trouble, she would always find a way out because no one where she lived would trust a de- … deranged girl. I swear that girl could sweet talk the devil if she tried. She was…very kind, very forgiving, and yet she was one of those people who could hold a grudge forever," Ayame snorted.
"Even though she came from a very bad past, she always smiled and never let it bring her down, although sometimes I could see the sadness and loneliness in her eyes. I promised her… that I would never let anything happen to her, that I would make sure she would live to be the happiest girl in the world. She laughed at me and said she already was."
"What happened to her? From the way you speak of her, it seems like she died. Did she?" asked Ron. Mrs. Weasley glared at him.
"No, she was…hurt. I only saw her once afterward but was unable to help her.
She…was captured… It was a long time ago, way before your time, so don't worry about it," Ayame said hastily waving it off. They could clearly see it pained her to talk about it.
"Do you know where she is now? Is she even alive?"
"No, I don't know where she is now. I know she's alive, she tried to contact me before, and girls like her don't give up on life that easy. That is why I came to England and joined the Ministry as a guard. To train myself in order to find her and keep my promise," Ayame said quietly, " Not that I need training that much. I master in Martial Arts and Kendo."
Silence greeted the end of her speech along with some impressed glances.
They all threw her sympathetic looks and they all gave her their sympathy.
"You don't have to apologize! Please don't! It wasn't your fault, it was mine! I didn't protect her, I couldn't…"
" I don't think you should blame yourself either, it wasn't your fault," Harry reasoned, " Didn't she have a boyfriend or something to help her?"
" But it was! It was my entire fault! Her so called 'boyfriend' left her for another woman! He wasn't there to help her! I should've never left her! I was too worried about my own damn problems that I wasn't there for her! It's because of me that she's probably dead or hurt out there, with no one to save her!" Ayame rose out of her chair while she screamed, her green eyes flashing angrily. Electricity cracked around her, and her wand made furious sparks, almost setting her robes afire.
Everyone was shocked to hear all of the bitter things spewing out of the mouth of the sweet woman they had met. When she realized her position, with everyone staring at her, she smiled nervously and slumped down again, a defeated expression marring her features.
" It is my fault," they heard her whisper more to herself than anyone.
" It's not," Harry insisted gently.
" It is. You'd never understand," she said, her eyes on her plate, " I think I'm going to head to bed. I've lost my appetite, thank you, it was very delicious."
She got up and bowed. " Are you sure you don't want any dessert…?" Hoa asked feebly calling after the tortured guest.
Ayame had already left.
Mrs. Weasley glared accusingly at the teens and Harry felt guilty for pushing Ayame almost to the brink of tears. But, he had to find out what happened. He had a feeling that there was more to the story than meets the eye.
" You all should be ashamed of yourselves! You shouldn't have been so nosey and asked all those questions! You lot should apologize! No dessert for you," Mrs. Weasley reprimanded, making all the teens fell even worse, especially Harry.
" Sorry," was what murmured throughout the table.
" What are you apologizing to me for?" Mrs. Weasley said smartly.
The teens excused themselves and trooped up the stairs glumly, ready to apologize.(Charlie and Bill stayed behind)
" Wow, you sure have them whipped and trained," Hoa stated.
" Oh, well, I try," Mrs. Weasley said beaming.
.: With Ayame :.
Ayame sighed and collapsed on her bed.
She knew they were only kids but she couldn't help but get irritated at the questions that were eating her from the inside out. She felt guilty for ruining the welcoming dinner Hoa had put so much into.
She sighed again and looked about the room she had received, taking it all in for the first time. Her things were in a corner, neatly piled, and she had to give Hideki credit for the design of the room, she never knew a man had such good taste in interior design. She had a four poster bed with red hangings complete with matching curtains in the huge windows. Along the other wall was a fireplace and decorating the room was gigantic Japanese fans and other various trinkets (i.e. a mirror, a bureau…etc.)
' I should have never left her…she was always there for me, helping me through things with Kouga. He wouldn't even give me the time of day, until he realized chasing after Kagome was pointless. And she was there to help me get through all the hurt and helped me get Kouga to realize his feelings for me. But look how it turned out for her! She out of all people never, ever, deserved such a thing to happen to her! I can't believe he would drop her just like that, for that haughty, snobbish, arrogant, self absorbed, bit-!'
Her thoughts were interrupted when a knocking came at her door. Her nose twitching, she sighed for the third time she set foot in her room, and went to open the door.
Oh, how nice, it's the kids, she thought wryly.
" We just wanted to apologize for getting into your business like that, it was wrong of us," came an apologetic voice.
" It certainly was," she said cheekily. She inwardly smiled when they winced, clearly not expecting her harsh tones.
She sighed, again.
" Come on in," she said opening the door fully, revealing a large room about the size of their Gryffindor Common room. She watched them all horde in, along with two owls, and a bowl-legged ginger cat waltz in. She squealed when she saw Crookshanks.
" Awwwww! What an adorable cat! He's soo -!" she froze mid sentence, her mouth gaping open.
" What's wrong?" asked George, his face now concerned, which didn't suit him at all.
" Fred!" she shrieked.
" No, I'm George," he said bemusedly.
" No! Fred!" she said frantically, her hands and arms tense.
" No! I'm George! That's Fred!" he said jabbing his thumb in the direction of his identical twin brother.
" No! Fred!" she yelped, her eyes intensely challenging his.
" No!! I am George!"
" No!!!! Fred!!"
" Noooooo! George!"
" No! Fred!"
" Oh - for the love of – I am George!"
" No! FRED!"
" I'm Fred!" exclaimed Fred pointing at himself, then to his brother, " He's George! Fred, George! I am George! I mean Fred! I mean - oh, I'm confused!"
" I am George! Is that right? Yes – no! Aw! Now I'm confused!" exclaimed Fred…er…George.
" Nooooo! Fred! My cat! My cat, Fred! I left him all alone at my apartment! He has no one to feed him! Oh! I can't believe I left him! What am I gonna do?!" Ayame said wringing her hands.
Fred and George looked at her with incredulity.
" You put us through all that, for us to find out you were talking about your cat?" George said with incredulity.
" Maybe!" Ayame exclaimed, her eyes shifting elsewhere.
" Wait - you named your cat Fred?" Fred asked in disbelief.
" Maybe," came Ayame's one word answer again. It was amazing how she still acted like a teen but was really in her early to mid twenties.
" So, why were you freaking out over a cat?" asked George. The others, with the exception of Fred and George, watched with amusement.
" When I joined the Order, I was in a rush to pack my stuff to come here. I forgot to feed Fred, and call my Okaa-san," she replied.
" Your what?"
" My Okaa-san, ugh, my mother!" she said impatiently.
" Why didn't you just say so?"
" I did!"
"Did not!"
" I so did!"
"Did not! You said oh-oh-oh, something!" protested George.
" Okaa-san! It means mother in Japanese!" she replied exasperatedly.
"Wait - your Japanese?!" Fred said with astonishment, making all the other occupants of the room ogle at her. Harry was slightly reminded of Cho Chang.
" Yes! Is it so hard to believe?"
" Yes! You don't look Japanese!"
" Eh, I get that a lot," she shrugged.
" Wait, that means you can speak Japanese too!"
"Yeah Fred, usually when someone is from another country they can speak the native language," Ayame said stating the obvious and talking slowly, " Where do you think my name comes from?"
" You can speak Japanese! Great, a bilingual! I thought I was the only one! Wait…I'm trilingual! Fred too!" exclaimed George proudly.
" Your trilingual?!" Ayame said, clearly amazed. The tables had turned indeed.
" Yup, we can speak English –"
" Slang-"
" And profanity," the twins said together grinning idiotically. The others who were not expecting two 'trilingual' twins, just laughed.
" You know what else is hard to believe?" Fred asked after everyone had stopped laughing. He had been observing Ayame closely.
" Huh?" everyone looked questioningly at him.
"That you're older than us!"
Ayame looked concerned for a moment before smiling warmly.
" I know! I get that a lot, too!"
" Yeah, I can see why," George said dryly, clearly still a little worked up about the whole 'Guess Who' game. Uh-oh, looks like he touched a nerve…
" What was that?" Ayame said with sweetness that promised pain.
" N–nothing!" he replied hastily. The others laughed at him, and he glared back.
"Fred!"
Fred and George sighed.
"I thought we already covered this! I'm George, he's Fred."
"No! My cat! What am I gonna-Aha! I know!" Ayame reported snapping her fingers.
She walked to her fireplace and started to inspect the bricks with her index finger on her chin.
The others looked at each other before following her.
"Um, what are you looking for?" asked Ron.
"Um…Found it!" she exclaimed happily. She put her ear to stone and knocked.
Nothing.
" Um…"
Just then, a stone brick slid slowly out and Ayame snatched it and threw it to the unlucky person behind her: Ginny. She reached her hand in and pulled a sack out.
"What's that?" asked Harry eyeing the sack.
"The thing that's gonna solve our problems!" she said cheerfully jiggling the sack in front of her.
"Don't you mean your problems?" Fred said dryly.
She glared at him and he wisely kept his mouth shut. She smiled again.
"Now if you lot will kindly step back, we can enjoy the show!"
They all stepped back with the exception of Ayame, who stood in front of the fireplace. She opened the sack and reached in to grab a handful of who knows what.
" Isn't that…?" Harry trailed off, his eyes eyeing the green dust in her hand.
" Yup, Floo Powder!" she replied.
" Are you going somewhere?" asked Ginny curiously, still holding the brick.
" Nope, he's coming to us!" Ayame said. She put her hand out in front of her and blew the powder into the fireplace, bringing forth dancing bottle green flames. They all recognized this and their curiosity waxed, wondering just what this woman was going to do.
Instead of walking into the fire or sticking her head into it like they'd expected, a depiction of a well furnished living room came into view.
" Where is that?" someone inquired.
" My apartment!" Ayame informed.
" Nice," commented Hermione.
" Well, I try," she said, not noticing she had mirrored Mrs. Weasley's earlier words.
" So…what exactly are you trying to accomplish?" requested Ron.
" You'll see," responded Ayame in a sing-song voice making the others even more curious.
Ayame then started calling out to an unknown life force.
" Freeeeed! Freddie-poo!"
Fred made an exasperated face and let out a sigh, a single eyebrow raised as he watched for whatever this woman had named after him.
There was a low mewling and a fat white and brown spotted cat popped out of nowhere.
"That thing is Fred?!" Fred exclaimed dubiously pointing a finger at the cat that had just amazingly jumped into Ayame's outstretched arms. Fred, the cat, hissed at Fred and he retracted his hand before the fat cat had a chance to bite it off.
Ayame smiled at her cat proudly and then stuck her nose up at Fred.
Everyone was highly amused at the sight before them. Fred was so angry that they could almost see the steam blowing out of his ears as Fred (the cat) and Ayame teased him.
" I'm sure you two will get along just fine!" Ayame said happily.
" Yeah, I can see the similarities," said George smirking. To him, this was great. He never really laughed at his twin because they were always partners in crime.
" Shut up," Fred growled.
They all laughed while Crookshanks and Fred the cat got 'acquainted'.
A/N So, how was it? I think it was too boring! This was originally supposed to be longer but my friend and I decided it would have been TOO long! Next chapter deals with th girls and Shigure, it'll come out soon! Dont worry!
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