LL A. K.: Thanks for reviewing so far, people! I've got thirteen reviews in only a night and a full day after I posted the second chapter, joy! I don't own YuYu Hakusho or Harry Potter, okay! LEAVE ME ALONE!

Falcon-sama: Pardon the idiot.

LL A.K.: Why didn't you people tell me I was spelling 'Weasley' and 'Mitarai' wrong!? And people are quoting my story! How cool is that?

Falcon-sama: Very cool, o' ADD one.

LL A.K.: I do not have- Ooo... pretty lizard... (Chases after lizard)

Falcon-sama: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! And thanks for complementing the OCs! We meant to make Prof. Diablo a (quoting Pancakes the Chao) 'smart alec'.

LL A.K.: (Returns suddenly) Pancakes is Falcon-sama's brother! He's working on a one-shot 'what the YYH cast would never say' fic, and has a bizarre obsession with Kirby.

Falcon-sama: He got his name from when he was playing Billy Hatcher, and hatched a Chao.

LL A.K.: We were thinking of how it got squashed when an egg landed on it. It looked like a pancake! And Pancakes the Chao was born... anyways... R.I.P, that's weird about the May 13-14 thing... I might have ESPN... I was just thinking, seven is a lucky number, and thirteen is an unlucky number!

Falcon-sama: See, this is what happens when you rent 'Mean Girls'! DON'T DO IT!!!!!!

LL A.K.: What-ever! Kidding! I'm far from a prep! (Strangles random prep walking by)

Falcon-sama: How'd she get in the house?

LL A.K.: For the last time, Falcon, it's the HAWKS NEST!

Falcon-sama: Someone's got issues... here are our responses!

Angelkitsune: Professor Phoenix is the one who teaches demonology, and thanks for the review!

Serpencencia: We haven't seen another one like it either! Good thing we made one, eh? And doesn't everybody love Hagiri?

Gilluin: Thanks!

RBMIfan: Errr, what's RBMI? Never mind, we have reasons for the placements... BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Wind Kitty: Yana does need depressants, doesn't he? I love Diablo, too, he's so cool... I have pictures of him in my folder!

Rogueicephoenix: We want a teacher like that, too! Oh, well, since we gave you Hogwarts, perhaps you could employ him? We like the humor, too! Get to work on your sequel, R.I.P, and put a psychic in there! Please!

LL A.K.: As promised, Firebolts for everybody! On with the weirdness!

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Harry sat up in his bed. His head was throbbing in pain. He put his hand up to his scar and tried to get the pain to stop. He nearly jumped a foot in the air when the beds' curtains swung open.

"You okay, Harry?" Ron asked, his red hair was ruffled from sleeping.

Harry looked, the other boys were standing there as well.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said, forcing his hand back down from his forehead. The tallest, Yana, raised a brow.

"So...... do you always howl in pain and talk in some weird language when you're okay?"

"What?" Harry fought to remember the dream. The snake, Blackjack, he had been talking to him.

"You were speaking snake, Harry." Neville said somewhat nervously.

"It's nothing, I guess, just a nightmare I had." Harry took a quick glance at Hagiri, who had an icy glare drilling into his head, as if trying to figure out what he was thinking.

"If you say so, Harry." Ron said it like he didn't fully believe him.

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"And welcome back to another exciting day of Potions!" Harry looked in the direction of the voice. "Now, if you could please turn to page 216 in your book"-

"Excuse me!"

The woman turned to see who called her, with her long nose looking like a compass' point, telling her where to go. Her long grey stringy hair was bunched up and tucked into her hat, and her grin was somewhat toothy, considering she only had about four. "Yes, can I help you?"

"Where's Professor Snape?" The student, some random Slytherin, said.

"He's in an important meeting." She said, grinning with a face that didn't help with the trust factor, along with a cackling chuckle. "Now, on page 216, there is a list of..."

"See?" Hermione whispered. "Its witches like her that cause all these Muggle/witch stereotypes. She looks like all the pictures I've seen before I came here."

"She looks like an old dead tree." Yana said thoughtfully from behind Hermione. "If you squint your eyes, she looks like a tree, and her nose is the highest branch. At the top is a big grey, messy nest made of moss."

The three and Yana's two fellow Gryffindor psychics turned to look at him for a moment, each having their own thoughts about him.

'He's just as bad as Luna!'

'How does he even function?'

'I still don't understand his hair...'

'Must...not...strangle...idiot...'

'How many flicks does it take to get to the hallowed center of an idiots' head?'

They managed to get through the first day of Potions with everyone in decent shape, and didn't lose any points. Mitarai had barely managed to make his potion (which was supposed to get rid of the ink on Pansy's face) work. She now had what looked like eraser residue on her face. But, unluckily, they had Care of Magical Creatures next, which meant that the Slytherins could annoy them freely, as long as Hagrid was too busy pointing out every dangerous detail about his new pets.

"Okay, everybody, welcome back t' 'nother year with Care o' Magical Creatures. An' o' course, 'ello to th' transfers!" Hagrid said loudly. "So, 'Arry, these transfers got names? Do they even speak English?"

"We're capable of it." Hagrid looked to his left, where four Japanese students stood. The one with scarily dark eyes under black hair smirked, obviously the one who spoke, "Name's Hagiri Kaname."

"I'm Mitarai Kiyoshi."

"Asato Kido."

"Yanagisawa Mitsunari." Hagrid blinked at the sound of the name. The purple-haired one sighed, "Yana for short."

"Oh, okay." Hagrid nodded. Wonder what his middle name is. "Okay, now! Today, I 'ave an extra special creature for you lot." He pulled out a crate that had very tiny holes so the contents could breathe.

"Not more Skrewts!" Lavender cried out.

"Skrewts? No, these 're even better!" He lifted up the lid, and there was...

"Aw... puppies!" Lavender ran up to the box and took a closer look. These 'puppies' were solid black and only had one body.

"A Cerberus puppy!" Hagrid grinned. "There's about fifteen o' them, an' we're going to raise 'em!"

Malfoy let out a snort, "As if I'm going to handle one of those filthy things." He whispered loudly to other Slytherins. Mitarai sent an unnoticed glare his way before whispering to Hagiri, who only smirked slightly. He pulled out some dice and carefully aimed at Hagrid's house. Yana and Asato turned to look at him when a chill ran through their spines. He flicked the dice and they 'bounced' off the house (actually, they never hit, it just looked like they did) and hit Malfoy on the forehead.

"OW!" He turned immediately towards Harry and glared at him. "Real cute, Potter, reduced to throwing things at people?"

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" Harry scowled, "Is this another one of your failing jokes?"

"More like one of yours! You threw something at me!" Malfoy now had a lovely square-shaped mark on his head with one dot in the middle.

"Looks like dice, Malfoy." Said Pansy, trying to console him for some reason. "Bet it was one of those Mudblood transfers!"

Asato fake-applauded, "Congratulations, Pansy, and you only burned half your brain cells to figure it out. Good thing it was only one." She stomped up to him, while he was ready to stick out his foot in defense.

THUMP.

But Yana decided to take care of that part.

"Oops, are you okay, Pantry?" He asked, holding out his hand to Pansy, who was lying on the ground, but she slapped it away, trying to ignore the laughter. She stood up, wand out, pointing at Yana.

"You shouldn't have done that, Gryffindor. St"-

"Twenty points from Slytherin!" Hagrid said, noticing Pansy. "You all need t' try an' get along." He returned to lecturing some of the more interested students about the puppies.

"Hear that, Captain Peroxide?" Yana said casually, "You need to control your girlfriend, Pantry, before she raids a pantry, or worse." He lowered his voice to a whisper, "The Hershey factory!"

"Hershey?" Ron piped, "What's that?" Hermione, Harry, and the transfers hung their heads in disappointment. He didn't know what Hershey was?!

"It's a Muggle chocolate company, Ron. I swear, it's a good thing we have Muggle Studies tomorrow." Hermione sighed heavily. "Hagiri, isn't someone supposed to be sending you some things?"

Hagiri looked slightly surprised by her speaking to him, usually no one talked to him unless they had something sarcastic to say, or to have him inflict pain. "Yeah, so?"

"Can you write them and have them send some chocolate?"

"...I guess."

Hermione clapped her hands together happily. "It's real good, Ron, I used to eat it all the time, it's even better than chocolate frogs." She paused when he snorted in disbelief. "Seriously! Harry, tell him, he won't listen to me."

Harry's face turned slightly red. "I've never had any. I only saw the wrappers after Dudley finished them."

"You people are real deprived." Mitarai said, "Have you even played video games?"

They shook their heads.

"Had email?"

They shook their heads again.

"Ever owned a computer!?"

More head shaking.

"Ooooh-kay, you guys are weird..." Yana's lazy half-open eyes were now widened.

"Kinda makes you miss Mushiyori, doesn't it?" Asato said grimly, "I'd kill for a pizza right now." He noticed that everyone within earshot was now staring at him. "It's a freakin' metaphor!" They all decided to continue going about their business.

"'Ey, 'Arry, 'ere's one fer you three!" He put one of the three-headed pups down in front of him. "Her name's Ginger! The only red one, real rare!" He handed Harry a leash, which was connected to each heads' collar.

"Thanks, Hagrid, I think..." He said with a false smile.

"Am I the only one who remembers Fluffy!?" Ron hissed when Hagrid walked off to get the others puppies.

"No, you're not." Hermione sighed. "Oh, guys, here he comes with another one!" She said as Hagrid came back, with another black one for the transfers.

"'Ere you go, boys." He sat it in front of them. "I think you four should work together fer this one, only because you're new. This one here's..."

'Killer?'

'Jaws?'

'The devil?'

'A waste of time?'

"Fluffy Jr. Have fun, kids!" He grinned, and walked off.

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"Welcome back to DADA, kids!" Professor Diablo said happily. "I guess you guys might have been wondering why Snape wasn't here." Silence. "Well, the truth is, he died!"

Cheers echoed throughout the classroom.

Professor Diablo laughed, "I'm kidding! C'mon, the assassin's not due 'till Saturday."

"Aw......" The class whined.

"Voldemort."

Cue the girly squeals and twitching.

He raised a brow slightly, "I thought I had issues." He smiled, "Now, I would like all of you to take out your wands and put them on your desk." He watched as they all obeyed. "Good, now..." He pulled out his own wand. "Accio wands!" All the wands rushed up to him and landed at his feet.

"What was the point of that?" Malfoy said loudly.

"Silencio." He said absently, pointing at Malfoy, who was now mouthing like he was shouting, "As I was saying, you all should know the difference between your own wand, and someone else's. I want you to identify your wand, when I pick it up from the pile."

"That's easy!"

"No problem!"

"I thought this was supposed to be a hard class!"

He held up a hand. "You didn't let me finish. You will be blind, and will have to tell by the energy it emits. So, lights out!" He waved his wand, and everything went black.

"AAH!" Sara Jenkins yelped.

"I can't see!" Parvati cried out.

"Oh, goody." A sarcastic Asato Kido sighed.

Oh, shut up, will you?" Professor Diablo growled. "If you're going to complain, the door's that way." There was a silent pause, Harry could tell he was pointing at the door. "Great, now, let's see...whose is this?"

"MINE!" Goyle shouted.

"This quill I just found on the floor is yours? The peacock tail feather is yours?" He inspected it for a moment. "Huh. But, seriously," They heard him pick up a wand. "Whose wand is this?"

"Umm, I think it's mine." Neville said nervously.

"Call it." Professor Diablo said simply.

"Okay...Accio wand!" The wand flew into Neville's hand, and he yelped suddenly. "Hey, I can see now!" He grinned slightly.

"Good job, Neville!" Professor Diablo clapped appreciatively. Neville's face blushed slightly since has was rarely acknowledged. "Okay, Nev, come down here and pick out a wand next."

Neville obeyed, pulled out a wand and held it up.

"Accio wand!" said Ron, and the wand zoomed up to him. "Cool."

"Alright, now Ron, come pick a wand out."

Class continued like this until everyone had their wand back. Professor Diablo even awarded Gryffindor twenty points and gave them each an expensive wand polishing kit. He refused to give Slytherin anything because they had made too many interruptions. The class ended eventually, though, and the break began. Harry, Hermione, and Ron all walked outside to stand out on one of the ground's many hills.

"So, Harry, what do you think about the DADA teacher, Professor Diablo?" Hermione asked, but Ron interrupted.

"The man's bloody brilliant! I think he's the best one!" He saw the look on Harry's face. "Err, next to Lupin, of course."

"Sssenssui Shhinobu he leadsss a powerful jihad of psssychicsss, they wisssh to dessstroy all the humanssss..."

"I mean, though, he's funny! And he had stuff written all over Pansy's face, and I know that even you, Hermione, loved that!"

"Errm, I did not! It was wrong!" She blushed.

"All the humansss... Wizardsss and Mugglesss... they know no sssuch thing as dissscrimination... the psssychics consider themssselvesss higher beingsss."

"Harry, earth to Harry, come in Harry!" Ron waved his hand in front of Harry's face. Harry shook his head to get out of his daze.

"Hmm? What?"

Ron looked at him, slightly puzzled. "Were you thinking about your dream?"

"Dream? What dream? Harry you had a dream and didn't tell me!?" Hermione said, upset. "What was the dream about? What happened, was it you-know-who?"

Harry shook his head. "No, it wasn't him. It was Blackjack."

"Who?" Ron and Hermione asked.

"Hagiri's snake. I talked to him. He said something about psychics, that Hagiri was a part of a group..." He put his hand on his forehead, the scar was now burning. "And they want to kill all the humans, wizards and Muggles."

"That's insane!" Ron said loudly. Then, more quietly. "They want to kill everyone? And Hagiri's a psychic?"

"They all are, I think... I'm not sure, but I think that one can read minds."

"Well, you took some Occlumency, so, you should be safe, right?" asked Ron.

"That was a spell, though, I don't know if psychics"-

"Harry, calm down." Hermione interrupted, "Psychics are just something Muggles conjured up to explain Seers. And I doubt they're Seers, they're too young."

"People have told me I was too young to do a lot of things before, and I did them."

"Name one."

"Made a Patronus. And so did you! You had an otter, remember?"

She was silent for a moment.

"See? And the snake said something about 'they will assist.'"

"Assist with what?" Ron asked a question, again.

"I don't know, but it can't be good."

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They stood in the room patiently, with Hagiri looking around at the emptiness of the room/dungeon. There were very few desks, and even less chairs. The board had been draped in dust that had to have been there for a long time; of course, Yana took notice.

"You'd think that they could clean this stuff up, I mean, it's not like they have to beat traffic, get home, and make dinner." He wiped the dust off with a finger. "Jeez, they have birds, make feather dusters." He grinned and pulled out his wand, and then he used it like a pencil, sloppily writing 'wash me or suffer'.

"Ah, to be tall and stupid." Yuu entered the room, with Mitarai behind him. "Honestly, Yana, if all that dust is there, it means no one uses this room and will never read your message."

Asato smirked slightly. "Funny, but I think you just read it."

"For some strange reason I don't seem to find that very humorous." Kaitou said gruffly, straightening his glasses, which made them shine in the small amount of sunlight that came through the window. "So, you had Care of Magical Creatures today?"

"Yeah." Asato said, half-yawning while stretching his arms out. "We have to raise a three-headed dog, okay? I've never even had a one-headed dog."

"What about a two-headed one?" Yana asked, just before getting a wand thrown at him. "Jeez! Does everyone have to throw stuff at me!?"

"Yes." They all answered. He hung his head low, chin nearly touching his chest. "I'm so unloved..."

"Pheh, you'll live." Sniper muttered from where he was leaning on the wall that was shadowed. His brown eyes were barely visible. "I need some target practice, care to volunteer, Mitsunari?"

"Hell no." he answered stiffly, lifting his head back up. "I've seen what you can do, pal, I'd rather not look like a big purple stick of Swiss cheese."

"At least no one's ticked us off enough to do anything." Mitarai said thoughtfully, looking out the window. "I mean, I personally don't feel like explaining how a giant water monster got in the school and why it listens to me."

Kaitou's face stiffened seriously, "I think everyone would go insane. These wizards are terrified of demons, and psychics who have demonic powers would most likely be killed."

"Charming way to look at it." Asato folded his arms across his chest. He was silent for a few moments, then spoke again. "At least we don't need these things." He held up his wand. "If I had to rely on a stick, I'd be dead by the end of the day."

"Well, let's hope you have to rely on a stick soon." Sniper sneered as he stood up straight. "Sea Man, I need a favor."

Mitarai raised a yellow brow. "Um, okay. Sure, what?" He saw Sniper's eyes narrow even more, as if he just thought of something that disgusted him.

"What's the password to get into Slytherins' corridors?" He said it like he was half- demanding, half-asking. Mitarai shook his head slightly.

"I don't know if I can trust you with that, Sniper."

Hagiri laughed, "Please, you're the one living with a bunch of backstabbers," He came out of the shadows to look Mitarai dead in the eyes. "And you hold the knife."

"I'm sorry, Sniper, but I think it would be better if you didn't know the password, and I don't know yours." His eyes strayed back to the window. "I'm with Slytherin, you're with Gryffindor, and it needs to stay that way."

Sniper stared at him incredulously. That was the first time Sea Man had ever refused to do something for him. He let out a snort of disgust, and walked to the door.

He was stopped when Mitarai grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear, "I can backstab without your help, thanks for the offer, though." This made a smirk creep up Hagiri's face. His arm was released, and he walked back towards the Gryffindor tower.

"...and I told Peeves I would tell the Headmaster if he dared to vandalize my frame ever again." The portrait hiding the entrance to Gryffindor tower was now occupied by the Fat Lady and some other elderly witch, both holding teacups. The Fat Lady looked down at Hagiri. "Are you lost, Slytherin?"

Hagiri scoffed and pulled the part of his robes that showed the emblem with a lion on it. "Chocolate chip." He growled.

"My apologies." She said as the portrait swung open. He sighed and walked in, looking around the common room at all the students, chattering on about their classes, complaining about the professors, and he could even barely make out a group of girls' conversation about how cute Professor Diablo was, and that Professor Phoenix was somewhat scary. He rolled his eyes and threw himself onto an armchair, closing his eyes. He was thinking about their plans for the humans when he drifted off to sleep.

"...come on, get him out."

His eyes opened dazedly, and saw an unfamiliar woman with brown hair. "Hunh? Where am I? What happened?"

"Oh, thank god, he's alive!" A man's voice said, and he came into view, holding a stretcher. "Look, its okay, my name's Jason, and I'm one of the paramedics, you'll be okay."

"And my name's Kara. What's your name, sweetie?"

He felt his face want to contort with disgust, but found it too painful. "Hagiri Kaname. What happened?"

"You and your mother were in a car wreck"-

"My mom? Where is she, is she okay?" He fought to get up, but noticed he could barely move his legs.

"She's fine; she went ahead of us to the hospital, now we need to get you there." Kara and Jason got him out of the car and into the ambulance. "Are you allergic to anything, any health problems we need to worry about?"

"I'm fine!"

He fought to get up again, when another voice said, "He's too stressed, we need to sedate him." They injected something into him with a needle and he was knocked out. Later, after who-knows-how-many hours, his eyes opened slightly. He could hear people talking outside the room.

"...When he wakes up, and is stable, we'll take him in to get his casts- yes, Dr. Hitora?"

"The boy's mother, the impact of the crash caused her brain to begin bleeding, and her lungs were punctured. She didn't make it."

"Kaname! Get up before you're late to class!" He opened his eyes, meeting Professor McGonagall's. He jumped up, grabbed his books, and went through the portrait, rushing towards History of Magic. He barely made it to the classroom when Binns started talking about when the first trolls started a horrible war against the treacherous lawn gnomes.

"About time you got here!" Yana hissed. "Asato was staring to worry!" He barely managed to avoid the death-glare that was drilling the back of his head.

"Yeah, I was real worried." Asato sneered as he knocked over his ink onto Yana's parchment. "I was downright terrified. But at least I wasn't in tears like big-nose here. The place was flooding." He looked behind him, and saw that many students were either asleep or zoned out. He elbowed Yana, forcing him to bump into Hagiri's side. "Voldemort."

The whole class suddenly looked very lively. Harry, who simply was startled by the fact someone other than Binns said something aloud, looked at them with an unreadable expression.

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"Harry," Ron called as soon as classes ended, (thank Ra, God, Merlin, Muhammad, Hiei, etc.) "Are you going to talk to Dumbledore?"

"About what?" Harry asked dumbly.

"About the psy- err, the sinus problem you were having. Those headaches are killers, Harry..." He had changed his words as soon as Hermione elbowed him.

Harry paused in the middle of the hall. "I don't know, I might, I thought I'd ask them first, though."

"Why? Harry, if their after human destruction, I think it would be best if you went to Dumbledore before you talk to the pretense murderers!" Hermione hissed. "They could be dangerous!"

"Who could be dangerous?"

They turned around, and saw the silver-haired Professor Phoenix standing over them. He had an eyebrow raised curiously. "Well?"

"Oh, those Cerberuses that we have to take care of in Care of Magical Creatures!" Harry falsely grinned. "I mean, would you trust a three headed dog?"

Phoenix blinked for a second, then said, "To be honest, I don't trust anyone, it's too risky." His hand absently went up to his left forearm unnoticed. "From what I hear, you three should know that by now."

Harry and Ron nodded, while Hermione was looking intently at Professor Phoenix's face until he looked at her. "Well," Phoenix shrugged, "You three should go put your books away now."

"Right, books, put them away." Ron muttered. Professor Phoenix simply turned on his heel and walked off towards the direction of Slytherin Tower.

"I think he's another Moody." Harry whispered as they headed back to the Gryffindor Tower.

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Hagiri sat down on his bed, rubbing his forehead. Why did he have to have that dream again, he asked himself silently, when Sensui's voice kicked in;

"A human, a foolish human, murdered your mother, Sniper, and had no regrets about it. The damned creature uses alcohol as an excuse, but you know what happened six years ago, don't you? He planned her death, Sniper, they all do, they just don't realize it. They plan death. But you found him and made him pay, years afterwards, and he still laughs about it at the gates of hell..."

Of course, to remind him of his purpose, he always had it when he nearly forgot. He couldn't help it, but the dream was having less effect on him, his mother was a human too, contaminated like the rest of them. He continued contemplating this thought until the door opened, revealing Seamus, Dean, and Neville.

"Oh, hi, um..."

"Hagiri." He told Dean, putting his hand down.

"Right, sorry." Dean crammed his hand into his pocket for a moment. "Hey, do you want a chocolate frog?"

Hagiri froze for a moment. Was someone just offering him something?

"What's in it for you?" He said it a little too hastily.

"In it for me? Nothing, it's just a kind gesture." He held the chocolate out so that Hagiri could reach it. Hagiri carefully took the candy from him, acting like his hand would be eaten if he wasn't careful.

"Thanks." He unwrapped the chocolate, and saw a trading card was also packaged with it. He looked at it for a moment, and then threw it on the floor, where the other three suddenly dived for it. Neville came out of the struggle victorious, for once. Neville laughed as he admired the card as Asato, Yana, Ron, and Harry came into the room.

"What's going on?" Harry asked, curious.

"Did Hagiri send someone to ER already?"

Ron raised a brow at the initials 'ER'. Yana muttered 'emergency room', and Ron nodded, still confused.

"Harry, Ron, look!" Neville came up to them and showed them the card. "Look, it's Godric Gryffindor! It's just about the rarest card ever!"

Ron's eyes widened, "Are you KIDDING?" He inspected the card, "Blimey, a real Gryffindor card! I'll give you my whole collection and a leg for it! I'll even throw in Pig!"

"No way, Ron, this is going to be framed and put right above the bed!" Neville said sternly.

"Please! I'll let you pick which leg!" Ron begged.

"Oh, shut up, Weasel!" This caused them all to turn around, and Yana grinned, then, in his normal voice, "Sorry, but you guys looked like you we about to drool over that thing!"

Harry pointed at Yana disbelievingly. "You sounded just like Malfoy."

"Yeah, so I'm good at imitations."

Dean finished staring at Yana. "Hey, Neville, let's go show the other kids, I bet the second years will flip!" He, Seamus, and Neville all went downstairs quickly, snatching the card back and fourth from each other.

Asato watched them warily. "So, are they always that weird or is today special?" He asked casually. Harry walked over to his bed and sat down, and Ron followed suit.

"That's a really rare card, and they're fanatics, so they're bound to go insane." He eyed Hagiri as the biker opened his chest and took out a dart board, hanging it beside his bed. He pulled out multiple darts and started to absently throw them.

"Okay. So, what exactly do you guys do for fun around here?" Yana asked, silently counting the darts on the board already with his finger pointing at them. "Because I can't see anything entertain- jeez, Kaname, twenty-three!?"

Ron and Harry looked at the dartboard, somehow, twenty-three darts managed to hit the bull's-eye. They both started counting in disbelief, until a dart went buzzing in between their heads (which were barely an inch apart) and hit the bedpost.

"Bloody hell."

"I'm not playing against you!"

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"Hemodius!" Phoenix muttered, pointing his wand at a glass of water. He took a sip of the now red liquid and sighed. "'Hey, Phoenix, guess what? You got hired for Demonology teacher for Hogwarts, you know, the place where everyone either dies or gets brainwashed? And guess what else, a lot of them don't like half-breeds!' Oh, give me a break." Phoenix finished 'quoting' a witch from the Ministry. "Hueso!"

The metal-blue haired teacher walked up to Phoenix. "Yes, your fangedness?" He bowed mockingly.

"I need you to find Voldemort."

Hueso's eyes widened. "Um, Sangre, buddy? I may have forgotten to tell you, but, I was never Vole-dirt-mold's bitch, you were."

"I said find him, not ask him how the weather is!" He looked up as his door opened, and revealed Snape. "Ah, Severus, so, what brings you here?"

Snape's face wrinkled in hatred. "I thought it would be important for you to know that the Dark Lord is sending Death Eaters after you, along with Diablo."

Diablo waved a hand dismissively, and sat on Phoenix's desk. "Yeah, sure tell us something we don't know, like how you ever plan on getting married." He laughed at his own joke for a moment. "Oh, come on, Snape, I'm joking." He added as he saw Snape's arm twitch as if wanting to reach for his wand.

Phoenix glared at Diablo for a second, then turned back to Snape. "Severus, how does he plan on getting Death Eaters here?"

"The parents of several students are Death Eaters, such as Crabbe and Goyle's."

"Of course you fail to mention Lucious." Phoenix said absently, looking at his own wand as if checking for scratches on its red tinted surface. "It's to be expected when you're friends with him. So, they are going to all set up parent-teacher conferences, and kill us then. Is that it?"

Snape's face wrinkled even more. He let out a snort, "They will come and be up-front about it all, and kill anyone in their way"-

"Sounds like them."

"As I was saying, Auror, they are growing more reckless. The Dark Lord wants to make his presence known, and will go after anyone now." He glared towards Diablo, who had a dreamy look on his face. "WHAT?"

"I just love the way you say 'Auror'." He sighed heavily, then laughed again.

Snape growled angrily. "This is serious. You need to teach the children how to defend themselves. That's what the Ministry is paying you for, although I find it ridiculous that they would allow such an immature child teach, much less become an Auror."

"How many times have you had to say 'Auror', Severus?" Phoenix interfered. "Too many. Now, don't worry about us, we are perfectly capable of taking care of ourselves."

"Just like you did when the vampire broke into Hogwarts? You didn't even try to fight him off." Snape snarled.

"I told you never to mention that again, Severus."

"Why? Because you never told the Ministry, because they would never hire a bloodsucking half-breed?" Snape walked back out the door angrily, slamming it. Phoenix sighed and slouched in his chair. He lifted up a slightly clawed hand and ran it through his platinum-silver hair, frustrated, then closed his orange eyes, noting that Diablo was silent for a few minutes.

"He shouldn't have brought that up, you know that, right?" Hueso said quietly. "He's just mad because you don't care about his double-agent crap. Snape's just a moron, a big, greasy, big-nosed, moron. Why don't you go bite him? It'll make you feel better." He grinned slightly.

"Out, Diablo."

"Yes, sir, mon Capitan!" He saluted, forcing Sangre to smirk, at least.

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Kaitou entered the Ravenclaw dorms quietly, and noted that he seemed to be less of a bookworm than the other people that wondered around in there. Maybe that was because he had a vocabulary the size of a three thousand page dictionary and the rest of his mind was used up as an encyclopedia, so, he didn't need his nose lodged in a book. His eyes wondered around the room, noticing the two shades of blue that were everywhere. He started to walk up the stairs, when someone called him.

"Hey, um, Kaitou, right?" He looked down, and saw a girl with long black hair pulled into a ponytail at the base of the staircase. He went back down, and she smiled slightly. "Sorry, I don't know your first name..."

"It's Yuu." He said simply. She raised a brow in confusion. "Y-u-u, just stick with Kaitou." He added.

"Oh, okay, I get it. So, you're one of the transfers, right?"

"Yes."

"Oh, cool. And you're the only one who made in into Ravenclaw. So, I guess you're the smartest out of all your friends?" She smiled, sitting down at the first step.

"I'm just the most realistic." He straightened his glasses. "I'm not selfless, conniving, or the one who plays the hero."

"Oh, well, you know what quidditch is, right?" She said it in a business-like voice. He nodded. "Well, we're having tryouts soon, maybe you should try out. You do have a broom, right?"

"A Japanese import."

"Really? I may have heard of it, what's it called?"

"Kuro Ryu." He saw her confused face. "Black dragon." He sighed; these people had no education, or something.

"Black dragon? Sounds fast enough... Okay, tryouts are next month, and we need to make sure that Ravenclaw wins, especially against Gryffindor, okay?" She smiled again.

"No problem." He made a failing attempt to smile, which became more of a grimace, turned around and walked back upstairs. He opened the chest at the base of his bed, which was the farthest from the door. He pushed away several different word puzzles, books, newspaper clippings (the kind without moving pictures) and his clothes, pulled put some parchment, a quill, and ink. He was bored, and for once didn't want to read for hours on end. So, he wrote to one person outside the walls that may be interested in what he had to say.

Dear Suuichi,


How's school going without me there? I suppose you are celebrating inside that head of yours, since I'm not there to threaten every word you utter. This school is... interesting to say the least. I told Master Genkai about the situation, so she may have told you. I find it nerve-wracking that ghosts are wondering the halls, the pictures move and talk, and the stairs move, but these people are afraid of 'your kind'. They call people without magic 'Muggles', and also are easily frustrated by my first name. I don't believe 'Yuu' is a difficult thing to remember, but to each their own. Pardon whichever owl I use to send this, I may end up using one of the schools'. Two of the others are here, Sniper and Sea Man. They aren't causing any trouble, yet, but they still want total destruction. I shall inform you if anything happens, and hopefully there will be some way for you to get here, until then, a bunch of English people with sticks will have to do.

Yuu Kaitou

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THREE DAYS LATER IN JAPAN...

Itsuki sat quietly in the boat, in the center of a small underground lake. His eyes were closed and he was intently concentrating on the swirling vortex behind him. His turquoise-blue hair ruffled slightly from his own energy, and a light that seemed to come from nowhere lit up his pale face. Near the edge of the lake stood Sensui, watching the dark hole swirl in the air with a smirk on his face, and his blue eyes had a psychotic glimmer to them.

"Are you the demon capable of breaking dimensional barriers?" A voice said, causing Itsuki and Sensui to look towards the entrance.

"I may be. Perhaps you are interested in finding out how it works." He warned calmly.

"There will be no need for that, Gate Keeper. I want to know... can you break the barrier that separates this world from the one of the dead?"

Sensui's expression changed suddenly, from one of disinterest to very attentive. Itsuki took notice of this, and closed his eyes back. "Maybe I can. It all depends on what I receive in return."

"I offer entertainment."

Itsuki chuckled, "Entertainment? I dislike these things you humans find so interesting."

"A battle. You could see a battle that will change everything."

Sensui raised a brow. "Well, let's hear why you want this portal opened."

"I need someone to be revived." The person in the shadows said, "They will play an important part in this battle..."

"A wizard, no doubt." Sensui laughed. "You followed that damned animal, didn't you?"

"Calm down, Mr. Sensui." Itsuki said calmly, then, "I will open the portal, but only to get the person you need. And who is it that you need?"

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Falcon-sama: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CLIFFIE!

LL A.K.: Okay, I'm tired now! Good night! (snores)

Falcon-sama: Get UP! (hits LL A.K.) stupid, it's only four!

LL A.K.: So? It's my naptime!

Falcon-sama: Fine, I'll go play Soul Calibur II, then. With Kilik...

LL A.K.: MY KILIK!!!!

Falcon-sama: Nutcase. So, all done with this chapter, which in my opinion, was bad, but they will get better.

LL A.K.: Because we have too many ideas jumbled around in our heads!

Falcon-sama: And we prefer our heads to be vacant.

LL A.K.: And we rent them out as storage space for ants! Or maybe that's just me...

Falcon-sama: (sweatdrop) Yep, just you... If you review, we will give you all free lessons in DADA with Professor Diablo!

Diablo: You aren't paying me?

LL A.K.: Why should we? (smiles innocently)

Diablo: Can we give them a preview of the next chapter?

Falcon-sama: Sure, why not.

"Are you kidding? She's related to that woman?! And going to work here!?"

"Seems that way, Ron. And I hear she's just as bad."

"Oh, she's worse." Diablo whispered to them, "Much worse..."

LL A.K.: Have fun, and review! NOW!