I OWN NOTHING!

If you were someone who loathes his shortness you would be Oyamada Manta.

Of course being short isn't always bad! I once knew a man 40 years of age who was so short, with a mask and a long robe successfully disguised himself as a child trick-or-treating and in turn received many free candies.

But being a victim to shortness does not always hold the glamour of free candy, which only comes once a year anyways! It involves being thrown around, bossed around, kicked around, and ignored by a bossy fiancée of the person's friend! And don't you just hate it when girls refer to short guys as cute and never handsome? What about when you knock a door and the guy don't see you until you yell "I'M DOWN HERE YOU DUMBASS!" and of course we're not all that rude so must squeak out "excuse me" a couple of hundred times!

Being the opposite of tall would most likely make you the opposite of wide. Being NOT tall and NOT wide simply labels you small, and when small humans mix with large animals. The result, as Manta discovered is not so good!

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" a yell could be heard in the Asakura residence.

Manta (small) was currently being 'attacked' as he later said, by a racoon (big) that had fallen in love with the little doll-like boy! Even though the scavenger had only seen the boy for 2 seconds, her mind was made up. Like when you make up your mind about choosing a type of pudding, not even Ren proposing to Ryu would be able to stop you! Well, maybe it would but you get the point. I hope.

Anna the evil fiancée and itako yelled from the next room. "COOK DINNER FASTER SHORTY!"

She didn't exactly yell, just managed to project her voice loudly! Bossiness and a tone that demanded to be were woven through the sentence. Anna was Anna, a powerful girl who doesn't need to yell. Though sometimes yelling cannot be stopped, not when it's 3 am and the guy in the next room yells "REMATCH" and continues the never-ending, LOUD game with a sprite not even half his size. Let's not name names. coughhorohorocough

By then the racoon had lodged it self on Manta's face and chattering and purring happily.

The door slid open to reveal a tired Yoh, returning home from 499 laps around the neighbourhood with 25 pound armbands and footbands.

Seeing the pitiful position his best friend was in. He opened his heroic mouth and said...no wait, he collapsed and used the last of his strength to raise his head and say:

"Cute pet Manta!"

"THIS ISN'T MY PET YOH!" Manta shrieked, "GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!!"

Yoh blinked, being powerful and having saved the world in the past didn't really improve his intelligence greatly. You would've thought it did, however, it didn't.

"I think it likes you!" Yoh grinned, then a miracle happened, he thought for a moment "Are you sure it's a girl?"

Manta stopped waving his arms around madly to glare at Yoh. Or rather tried to, his face was still behind the racoon.

"OF COURSE IT'S A GIRL!"

Finally ripping the racoon off his face, Manta glared. Manta glared long and hard. LONG AND HARD.

A month later.

Kyouyama Anna stood in front of the mirror tying her long red silk bandana that after several obvious hints was brought for her as a birthday present by her husband to be.

Said husband to be was at that moment putting on his shoes at a remarkably slow pace. Beside him was Manta, sitting beside the bags of the three.

"Yoh, hurry up!" Manta complained. "I wanta see England sometime this week!"

"I do too!" The Shaman replied cheerfully.

Anna leaned on the wall and stared at Yoh. Thinking back to the letter written by Lyserg Diethyl.

Flashback

Dear Yoh, Anna and Manta,

How are you all? It has been sometimes since I saw you last. Jeanne also wishes to say hi.

Since you most likely have not seen England, I am inviting you all here to my house! My Uncle have recently passed away and left me his fortune and house. I have also written to Ren, Jun, Horo Horo and Pilika, they will also come and will be picking you up at the airport on Ren's private jet.

Ryu and Chocolove are unable to come. Said they had some business.

Speak to you soon.

Sincerely,

Lyserg.

End flashback

The letter was written in neat and beautiful penmanship, though much less formal than the Lyserg before Yoh had gotten to him. Typical. Yoh's smile and laziness is a disease, it turns you into one of them. That is probably why Yoh's fan group is composed of grinning idiots.

So now they were on their way to the airport where endless hours of bickering awaits them. Oh joy.

In truth, joy was what they were feeling. After each left to their respective homes, life was boring. But annoyance never goes away!

ILILILILILILILILILI

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" The Headmaster Dumbledore bellowed out with as much cheerfulness as he could possibly muster what with the MoM still treating the school and him like crap.

Just when you thought Fudge accepts it he goes about saying Dumbledore have gone mad. With Hogwarts labelled as the #1 place for Voldemort to attack for those who believe Voldemort is alive and the #1 most horrible school for those who don't. The student body decreased considerably and Fudge is sending a teacher checker basically and all new teachers are brain-scanned just in case Dumbledore hires a maniac!

Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived had become Harry Potter the-boy-who-have-gone-crazy-and-power-hungry.

Harry couldn't help but snort when he saw it in the "Daily Prophet". He was power hungry?

Fudge is really going over the top. It wasn't just being power hungry anymore, he was power corrupted! He ought to join Voldemort.

ILILILILILILILILILI

Yoh looked out the window as the plane flew across London. He loved planes, even when they crash and strand you in the endless plains.

They were on their way to Lyserg's.

"DON'T LAUGH AT MY HAIR!" Ren Tao, owner of this plane yelled to the blue-haired boy currently laughing.

The current occupants of this plane were Anna, Yoh, Ren, Jun and Lee Pailong, Horo Horo, Pilika, Manta and his pet racoon Shaman, the ghosts and oh yeah Hao Asakura.

The reaction to the last member had been "YOU'RE DEAD!"

Which is true, he is dead, he was a ghost.

Said ghost sat by the window and watched carefully by Anna, who had wrapped him up in her beads. Hao was a powerful ghost, but he was much weaker than when he was alive.

"Guys?"

"Guys?"

"GUYS!!!!!" Manta finally yelled.

"WHAT!"

"Isn't that a wall?" the short boy asked shakily.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

ILILILILILILILILILI

The students stared as the wall to the great hall exploded as an unknown object crashed into it.

As the dust cleared they saw children about 15-ish stepping out with weird attire, well... weird to them anyways.

"What is the meaning of this?" Fudge demanded.

Aurors casted a language charm on the group.

The Chinese boy swore up a storm.

"WHY IS IT ALWAYS MY PLANE!" He fumed. "IT ALWAYS MY PLANE THAT CRASHES. NEXT TIME WE GO ANYWHERE WE USE HAO'S PLANE!"

"I don't have a plane!" A boy with long silky brown hair said.

Before Ren could say anything else Umbridge hem hemed.

"May I ask who in the NAME OF MERLIN ARE YOU HALF-BREED MUDBLOODS?"

I suck, anyways, please review!

It took all my will power to not add in my own characters, I want to add in some Hogwarts student I made up but they won't be major.

Being the Cho hating maniac I am expect Cho-bashing!