LL A.K.: Welcome to chapter 'looks at paper' seven! Yay! I love you people! In a 'hooray-you-just-reviewed-my-story-and-now-I-feel-obligated-to-read-yours-and-now-that-I-think-about-it-this-is-just-a-big-setup' kind of way!
Falcon: She said that in one breath.
LL A.K.: Sure did!
Falcon: Get on with the responses.
Wind Kitty: What's up!? Calm down, I'll make another Diablo pic! And really good news, too! I found out that Stanley, who has been my friend since school started this year, has a scanner! I can send you people pictures of my OCs now! And I don't like it when people read my mind and foresee Malfoy torture, dammit!
Flower Girl: I'll be more than happy to! I'll think about Game Master, and QUIT READING MY PATRONUS-CONJURING MIND! I planned that for weeks!
ds Dark Rose: Another person who is happy for Sirius!
Psychopathic Maniac Girl: Cool pen name! And why must you use your telepathy powers on me!?
Fire Sidoni: You haven't seen them on the series yet? You don't have Cartoon Network, I guess. Thanks for saying my descriptions are good!
rogueicephoenix: Cool should always be the word of the day! And caffeine is good for when I update, it makes everything funnier! I just had to make Hagiri get into an argument like that, I couldn't resist! One more thing, YAY SIRIUS!
sesshoumaru01: Can't blame you for not logging in, I always click the 'keep me logged in for three days' thing. Tell more people, now!
Ominous dot-dot-dot reviewer: I gave you a name! You were my third guess, too, you know. She's lying. Shut up!
Gilluin: I might add Yusuke and Kuwabara, I'll think about it. BTW, I nearly had a frickin' heart attack when I saw your OC description! Then, I saw the actual one, and felt better, even though you scared me to the afterlife! She thinks she's already dead, her friend decided she's a vampire. Yeah, well, I could've really died!
Icy Tears: ICE CREAM! I want some! You'll find out how he got there...
Kurosaisei: I'll be there Saturday, I'll bring sweet snow and lots of marbles!
Deceptigirl: Yay, I love it too! She's so conceited...
Kami-no-Kitsune: Yep, Kurama and Hiei! Or is it Hiei and Kurama...dunno.
Dreizen: I'll add her! YAY! I like it!
Makota: Another bunch of OCs! Yay!
LeeLee: Calm down!
Raven and Januarye: Thanks to your email, I forgive.
LL A.K.: Now, for the disclaimer, we'll go over to the almighty Piccolo-sama!
Piccolo-sama: Glub-glub-glub-glub-glub-glub-glub! (They don't own YuYu Hakusho, if they did, Falcon's bizarre dream of a Hagiri-Botan pairing would've been fulfilled)
Falcon: Did we mention our master is a goldfish?
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Harry looked outside the window, and out on the field he could faintly see Hagrid's outline, along with two dogs, one big with loose skin, the other the size of a bear with shaggy fur. He couldn't help but smile. He didn't care how Sirius came back, but he was glad. Hagrid agreed to let Sirius stay with him, as long as he would be careful and remained a dog most of the time. And, as a bonus, as long as Professor Trelawney was the only one who spotted him, he was safe.
"I'm telling you, I saw the Grim! We all are in danger! Tell me, who was the last one to see the Grim?" Trelawney panicked.
"Sibyll, if you would be so kind as to explain what a Grim is." Norom asked, holding her dreaded clipboard.
"It's a symbol of death! A great, black dog that appears when one is about to die!" She shrieked.
Professor Diablo raised a hand. "I saw it on the way here." He said grimly. "I saw the"— He suddenly froze, clutching his chest. He stiffened and fell to the floor with a thump, tongue dangling out of mouth and arm twitching.
"Highly amusing." Snape said gruffly, "Honestly, why must we have someone so immature teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts? The children are all doomed if he's meant to teach anything relevant."
"Well, I'm sure Mr. Potter has learned some useful things, right, Harry?" Diablo stood back up, and indicated Harry as they walked down the hall.
"Hmm? Oh, yes sir, I have." He snapped out of his daze.
"See, Severus? And we're going to start Patronuses on Monday; of course, I've heard Harry can already make one, right?"
"Yes sir." Harry said sheepishly, no teacher ever glorified him in front of Snape before.
"Hey, can anyone else?" Diablo sounded so interested. "I heard you took DADA into your own hands last year, did you teach anyone Patronuses?"
"They only ones I know are Hermione and this girl from Ravenclaw, Cho Chang." He felt uncomfortable saying Cho's name alongside Hermione's.
"Really? Cool, so, mind if I ask what animals they were? I mean, if you don't mind, because I knew this one guy, his Patronus was a grasshopper and it—never mind."
"I have a stag, Hermione has an otter, and Cho has a swan." Harry was still surprised by how childish Professor Diablo would act.
"Ahem." Norom cleared her throat. "We don't have all day, you know."
Diablo looked slightly saddened. "Right, okay. I'll see you on Monday, Harry, don't bother bringing your books." And with that, they left, heading in the direction of Snape's office.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron came running down the hall, alongside Ginny. "They...are... about... to put the names of everyone who made the teams up! Angelina refuses to put up the sign until all of the team is there!"
"C'mon, we need to hurry!" Ginny insisted.
Harry jumped up and started running with them.
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"Okay, okay, okay, calm down!" Angelina yelled at the crowd of students, who were all crowded around the table that she, Alicia, and Katie were all standing on. "I'll read the list instead," Cheers erupted, "When Ron, Ginny, and Harry get back." Loud 'boo's came from everywhere.
Then, the door opened and the three walked in halfway, but were then picked up and carried to the table. (Remember, Ginny was seeker when Harry was banned).
"Okay, since our team's here, minus our two greatest beaters Gryffindor ever had, Fred and George Weasley." More cheers came at the sound of the infamous twins. "We will never forget them. Now, to introduce our new beaters: Suuichi Minamino and Kaname Hagiri!" The cheering became more of an uproar, especially since Kurama's name was called; the cries were from the girls. The two boys came and stood up on the table (it was a big table).
"Right, and thanks to certain people..." She winked at Hagiri, "We also have the roster for Slytherin."
"BOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Got that right." She said with a smile. "Let's see, Flint's gone now!"
"WHOO-HOO!"
"YES!"
"HOORAY!"
"And Draco Malfoy's captain." Angelina continued.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No way!"
Angelina rolled her eyes, she would have to touch Malfoy's hand eventually...ew. "Right, then. They have a new chaser, Hi-e..."
"Hiei." Kurama corrected her, looking at the paper. "Hiei Jaganshi."
"Oh." She read the paper some more. "And he's their back-up seeker, great... well, and their other new chaser is Kiyoshi Mitarai, that's that blond kid, wasn't it?"
Kurama nodded.
"I guess Slytherin figured out that the smaller people tend to be faster." She muttered quietly. "And that Chang girl is captain of Ravenclaw, the only new person is Yuu Kaitou, weird name, for keeper. And we have nothing on Hufflepuff." She rolled up the paper. "You all may now continue going about your business."
The Gryffindors began pouring out of the common room to go outside, all except for a few students and the Quidditch team.
"So, welcome to the team." Angelina clapped her hands together. "Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, I have a package for you two." She pointed at Kurama and Hagiri. She ran upstairs and came back down with two long boxes. "I'd bet fifty Galleons that those are brooms."
Kurama took the one addressed to him, and Hagiri did the same. They unwrapped them, and the others looked at the brooms curiously. Kurama's was a deep red color, and had the words 'Red Hurricane' on it in silver. Hagiri's, however, was jet black and said in neat red paint 'Dark Tornado'.
"Who on Earth bought you two these brooms?" Angelina asked, "These are the two newest ones! They're not as fast as a Firebolt, but they're easily as maneuverable, if not more!"
Ron let out a cough that sounded eerily like 'Wood'.
"I'll take it as a complement, Ron." She grinned. "Hey, is Professor Diablo going to teach you guys how to form Patronuses?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah... How did you know about it?"
"He's just stopping anyone who takes his class and is telling them not to bring their books and that we'll be doing Patronuses for a while."
"Well, I must admit, he certainly seems eager to teach." Kurama said with a faint smile, "It's better to have him teaching such a powerful spell rather than Snape."
They all made murmurs of agreement.
"So, Suuichi"—
"Please, call me Kurama."
"What?" Angelina was officially confused.
"My nickname, I'd prefer my nickname, if it's alright."
She blushed slightly. "Oh, yeah, so, Kurama, what do you know about what's-his-face?"
"Hiei?"
"Yeah, him."
Kurama couldn't help but chuckle. "You want the inside information on my friend who was least fortunate to be in Slytherin."
"Uh-huh. You know, physical stats and things like that."
Kurama sighed. "You never saw him before?"
"No, why? Is he huge?"
"He's only about 4'5'', he has incredible vision, even in the dark, and he's extremely fast," He paused when Ron let out a very quiet 'too fast'. "He's lean, as well, but muscular at the same time, I suspect he will give Ron some difficulty."
"Great, just great." Ron muttered.
"Any weak points?"
Kurama laughed, startling them. "Even if he had any, I wouldn't know. Unless you promise him twenty gallons of ice cream, he's going to play as if he was a member of an international team. He won't care about the other team members, either, he's only in it for himself."
"Hiei likes ice cream?" Yana piped up, before getting a neat cut on his cheek via the six of clubs. "Hagiri, would it kill you to quit throwing stuff at me!?"
"Yes." Hagiri said, monotone, just before flicking his wrist to send another card Yana's way, but it was stopped when Kurama caught it between his fingers.
"As entertaining as I find this, I suggest you stop."
Hagiri held his right hand out in front of him, and Harry once again felt a nauseating chill surge through him, and judging by the sudden edginess of the others, they felt it too. "Fine," Hagiri said with a smirk, as Kurama clasped his left arm. "We'll continue this later." He put his hand down and walked out of the room.
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"Congratulations, Kaitou!" Called a fourth year.
"Good luck!" Said another, with a slight blush.
"Thanks," He said, "I guess..." He sat down on one of the big, deep blue chairs that was in the common room and opened up the book he had gotten out of the library, which said quite clearly on the front (it was hard not to notice the title, it was all sparkly), 'So You Want To Conjure A Patronus', by Ima Failur. He at first thought the name was ridiculous, but after reading the first fifty-three pages in the library, decided to look at it further. It had various things in it, examples of thoughts that would be good to dwell upon while attempting to make one, why they were silver, and even a few tips that could help you get a feel of what animal yours could turn out to be.
Now confident he was the only one in the Ravenclaw area, (it was easy to figure out, since half of them were big-time bookworms and the other half could've sworn they were misplaced and were hell-bent on sticking with their friends in other houses to maintain sanity). Plus, he counted how many he saw in the library, the halls, and everywhere else. He could easily tell you where they all would be most likely to be at, what they ate, and how long they slept, just by taking notes on their personality. Maybe that was why he wanted to be a profiler with the FBI...huh. Oh, well, he was now a wizard, so much for that plan!
"Let's see..." He said to himself, as his vision flickered millions of colors that shouldn't have been there. He pulled out a note that Kurama had slipped into his pocket and read it aloud.
"'Kaitou, how's it going in Ravenclaw? I'm quite surprised that I wasn't placed in there as well. Hiei's already threatened to kill everyone in Slytherin, but, that's not much of a surprise, is it? He still gets extremely upset whenever anyone says 'hot', even if he overhears it in someone else's conversation. I'll talk to you later, when I have the chance. What do you say we pair up together next time in Herbology? Sincerely, Suuichi.'"
He laid the paper flat on the table, and went over each word with his finger. He could faintly see blue light emitting from it; energy, good, that meant progress. He then saw that the letters started to spread apart and then vanished off the paper, only to have something else appear in its place.
"'I wonder if Kaitou can actually pull this off. I'm sure he's been training for a while, but still, he's of a low class, even if powered by a demonic portal. To read ones thoughts on paper seems quite complicated, but then again, Yana is a human doppelganger, so it's not saying much.'"
A confident grin found its way onto Kaitou's face. "It seems I am capable of reading thoughts on paper, Suuichi. Funny, I wonder if you can even spill your soul on paper..." Once again, the colors changed from normal, to impossible neon's, to normal again. The paper's second message faded and was replaced with the original one. He was just stuffing the paper back into his pocket as the door opened from the halls.
"Oh, hi, I didn't know anyone was here." It was Cho, along with some other girl, who looked like your traditional blonde naïve prep. Wait, what would one of those be doing in Ravenclaw?
"Surprise." Kaitou said, now practically embedding his nose in his book.
" 'So, You Want To Conjure A Patronus?'" The blonde said, reading the book's cover. "Hey, Cho, didn't you say you could make one?"
Kaitou looked up from his book.
"Oh, yeah, I figured out how to make one last year, but, no big deal."
"Might I ask what it was?" The psychic blinked.
"A swan."
A swan. So, she's conceited and thinks she is the most beautiful thing to walk the planet. He thought to himself, And from Yana's 'resources', drops guys as soon as she can think of a reason to.
"Interesting." Was all Kaitou said aloud.
Cho nodded, then looked at her watch, "Stephanie, we need to hurry up so we aren't late!" She grabbed her friends' hand and started dragging her up the stairs. "Oh, yeah, Kaitou, you're on the team now, practice starts next week."
So that's what the 'congratulations' were for.
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A soft tap was heard on the window in Slytherin's sleeping 'chambers'. Raptor Nomed looked at the owl, it was huge with grey feathers and held a small package. Raptor opened the window and the bird flew in and rested on the suitcase in front of Mitarai's bed.
Raptor ran down the stairs and caught sight of Mitarai sitting in a chair, writing something in Japanese. He snuck up behind him and tapped his shoulder.
"What?" He turned around. "Oh, hey, Raptor." He grinned, "What's up?"
Raptor made a hand gesture like a bird, then acted like he was opening a letter, and pointed upstairs.
"Umi's here?"
Raptor's face made a look of confusion.
"My Great Grey owl?"
Raptor nodded.
"Wonder why... thanks, Raptor!" He got up and ran up the stairs, leaving his note.
He walked up to the large owl with a grin that hid slight concern. "Hey, buddy, whaddya got there?" He went to lift Umi's foot off the package, put his talons clenched it tighter. "What? Do you want some food?" He took a bag of Doritos that was hiding in his pocket out, and held it in front of the owl, who looked at it in disgust.
"It's all I have, Hagiri took the jerky." Then, in a lower voice, "Carnivorous psychopath."
Umi took another look at the bag. He tore it with his beak, and took the largest chip. He moved his foot away from the package.
"Good boy, thanks." He stroked the owls' chest feathers, just before it flew out the window. "Now what's this?" He opened the box carefully, inside was a small cartridge that plainly said, 'Super Mario Advance 3', along with a small note. "'Dear Sea Man, You can have your game back now, I got bored after I beat it for the millionth time yesterday. I can't believe you had a hard time with Bowser, are you sure you're fifteen? Seriously Annoyed by Your Lack of Skill, Amanuma.'"
Mitarai laughed a little before folding the note back up and sticking it and the game into his trunk, under his yellow hoodie.
"Please, I'm surprised he can even spell his name."
Mitarai turned around, Hiei was sitting in the windowsill with his sword lying against his shoulder.
"How did you know"—
"Your little friends never told you?" Hiei scoffed. "For people so bent on unleashing demons, you don't know much about them."
"You still didn't explain."
"Third eye." Hiei said bluntly. "Telepathy, mind control, telekinesis." Sure, Hiei didn't like explaining himself, but hey, they kid hated humans as much as he did, why not?
"Cool. Do you think you could"—
"Ten minutes ago his robes caught fire and he ran into a wall."
Bright blue eyes blinked for a moment. "Ooo-kaaaay, then, what if"—
Swwwiiiiiiiioooooossssh.........
They both immediately looked at the space above Malfoy's bed. The space above it was twisting and rapidly turning into a black void, blowing out winds that were making the curtains on the four-poster beds tear.
"GGYYYAAAA!"
"YHAAAA!"
"JEEZIFTHISKILLSMEYOUTWOARESODEAD!"
Hiei and Mitarai both stared at it. Hiei jumped up and unsheathed his sword and Mitarai knocked his pitcher of water over and held his knife where he could slash his arm swiftly.
"OW!"
"Agh."
"Oomph!"
Hiei's eyes widened at the sight before them. He slowly walked warily up to the now-destroyed bed.
"Next time, land on your feet, they're there for a reason." He said grumpily.
"Well, you try landin' on ya feet if ya bein' hurled through a hole in th' sky, it ain't fun!" A voice under the tangled curtains yelled way too quickly.
Hiei walked up to the mess and lifted the curtain up a little with the tip of his sword. Blue eyes looked back at his angered red ones.
"Well, ain't ya th' lil' demon from th' Urameshi team, th' one tha' had half th' stadium go 'boom'?" The blue-eyed person said happily and rapidly.
"Ugh." Hiei grunted with disgust, and dropped the curtain down again. "Well, then, where's your little ice friend?"
"Right here, Hiei." The curtain farthest from him stiffened and broke into thousands of tiny pieces, allowing the person to stand. He was short, but taller than Hiei easily. His hair was two colors, most of it was wavy and grey-blue, while his three chunks of bangs were turquoise. His arms were covered by grey sleeves that had a fishnet pattern on them while the rest of his shirt was blue, though he had a white sash across his chest that also happened to be a part of his pants. He was pale, more so than Hiei, but the scariest thing about him was his pupil-less cold, blue eyes. (need I mention he had a low 'idiot-tolerance' level, but a high 'Irish-dude-tolerance' level?)
"Let me guess..." Hiei had an eyebrow raised. He kicked another lump in the curtains.
"Ouch! Jeez, I'm coming, I'm coming." The curtain was tossed off, and sitting there was a little boy, roughly ten or eleven, take your pick. He had on a pink and yellow hat, a pink and yellow long sleeve shirt, and jeans. He had light brown hair and blue-green eyes, and three pink stars under his left eye. "Huh. Hey guys, I thought you said we were raiding Yusuke's castle while he was gone, I don't remember hearing that Hiei was going to be here."
"Raid Yusuke's castle?" Hiei had an entertained smirk on his face.
Nice goin', Rinku!" A head full of windblown red hair poked out of the curtain, he had one fang poking out of his mouth, and blue eyes, and, a horn sticking out from his head, growing where you couldn't see it too well. "Now, th' lil' guy's goin' to go an' tell Yusuke!"
Hiei let out a 'hmph'. "Trust me, I'd help you, but thanks to... circumstances, I couldn't."
"You violated your parole again, didn't you?"
"Tell me, Rinku, how would you like those toys of yours shoved down your throat?" He said through gritted teeth.
"Thought so." Rinku stood up, and walked up to Mitarai, inches away from his face. "You smell like that idiot with the orange hair."
Mitarai blinked for a moment, he was face-to-face with a demon he never met before, like that was safe. "You mean Kuwabara?"
"Yeah, him."
Touya walked past Rinku and Mitarai, a puff of cold air came out when he spoke. "He's a psychic."
"I knew that."
"Riiiiiight... sure ya do..." Jin said, just before getting a yo-yo halfway embedded into his skull.
"Try staying quiet for a few minutes, so you can recover from that migraine." Rinku was absently 'walking the dog' a little too hard on Jin's head.
"Quit acting so childish." Hiei opened the door, and there were hardly any Slytherin left in the common room. "Take some clothes from the others; we'll just sneak you out."
"What's wrong with just walking out?" Touya looked insulted by the idea of hiding among humans, which had been Hiei's thoughts earlier.
"This place is a school for wizards. The humans here know that demons existed at one point and believe that they are all mass murderers."
"We aren't?"
Death glare.
"Sorry." Rinku said sarcastically.
Hiei continued. "If you don't dress as humans just to get out of here, there will be problems." He opened a trunk that belonged to Malfoy, and tossed the spare clothes to Touya. Mitarai gave Jin some of his clothes and Rinku was given clothes from the smallest: Hiei.
After they got the clothes on, they slowly walked down the stairs and upon closer inspection; the only ones in the room were Crabbe and Goyle, both sleeping with their eyes open.
"Wow. I thought Yana was dense." Mitarai whispered.
"If they're here, where's the other human?" Hiei's eyes narrowed. There was a soft glow from under his headband for a moment. "Let's go, we've got five minutes. He's coming."
"Wha'? Who's comin'?"
"Don't worry about it, it's nobody." Mitarai said with a faint grin.
"Well, if these humans decide they want to fight me, they're dead." Rinku said sturdily.
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"Do we have to come down here, Hueso?" Professor Phoenix yawned, there were about ten million things he would rather do than visit Hagrid, like read... sleep... grade papers... on second thought, scratch that last one.
"Yes, we do. I like talking to other teachers once in a while, unlike certain people!" Professor Diablo said in a somewhat sweet voice, until the last two words. "Sangre, give me some credit, I find some interesting things out, talking to students."
"It's against 'Moron's' rules to talk to students about things that don't involve the class you teach, Hueso." He smirked. "If you get fired, I will laugh, I can promise you that."
"Ooo, a promise! How pretty... stupid. Now shut up." He knocked on the door of Hagrid's house-slash-cottage-slash-hut.
"ARWOWOWOWO!"
"Down, Fang!" Hagrid opened his door. "Oh, Professors, how are ya? Need som'thin'?" Hagrid said warily, he didn't exactly enjoy visits from professors or anyone from the Ministry.
"We just felt like dropping by." Diablo grinned. "We brought some drinks." He made a feeble grin and held up a bag.
"Oh, well, okay, I guess, c'mon in – I said they could come in, Fang – sorry, he's a little grumpy." He patted Fang on the side, and the boarhound followed him to his seat, while walking past a huge black dog that was on the floor, chewing on an ostrich thigh bone.
"New dog?" Diablo asked, leaning in to pet the dog, who growled.
"Yeh, name's Snuffles, got 'em at th' pub."
"Snuffles?" Diablo spoke again, "So does he have a 'Sirius' sinus infection?"
Apparently, Hagrid didn't catch the wordplay. "Well, that's what th' man I bought 'em from said, but I've had no problems with 'em!" He scratched the back of Fang's neck.
"Uh-huh." Diablo sent a quick glance Phoenix's way. "Hey, have you ever had problems with—ah, what was his name?"
"Malfoy?"
"No, oh I remember, Harry Potter." Diablo saw the dog's ears perk up slightly. "Yeah, he's been causing trouble in my class."
"Not 'Arry." Hagrid looked a little hurt. "He's one o' th' best students here!"
"Could've fooled me." Phoenix muttered quietly, catching onto his friends' idea. "Little brat thinks he's above the rules, has that 'holier-than-thou' air to him, like the world should be grateful he's in it."
"Well it should! He's saved people so many times; I can't count how many times he's done it! Kept me from gettin' fired countless times!" Hagrid was getting angry now.
"I told the class we were starting Patronuses next week and he started bragging about how he convinced a werewolf to teach him years ago!" Diablo raised his voice a little. "You call that a model student? It's amazing how he's the only one to ever live after one of Voldemort's attacks. But his parents didn't make it, did th"—
He was cut off; the giant dog jumped up and now had him pinned on the floor, growled loudly.
"Siri—err, Snuffles, get offa him!" He tried to grab the dog by the scruff of the neck, but to no avail. The dog clamped down on Diablo's left arm, drawing blood.
"I knew it... I knew it was you!" Then, Diablo's steel-grey eyes turned yellow and he rapidly was replaced by a huge komodo dragon, which easily threw the dog off of him and used its long tail to slam 'Snuffles' into a corner. The lizard seemed to form a smirk before he turned back into his human form; Sirius turned back as well.
"What the hell was that about!?" Phoenix roared.
"Relax, don't blow a blood vessel, god knows you don't need them." Diablo cradled his wounded arm. "I wanted to know if that was really him."
"So you provoke him into attacking you!?"
"...yeah."
Phoenix slapped his own forehead. "I give up. Idiot, be glad I'm not hungry."
"Eternally grateful." Diablo said dismissively, then, to Sirius, "I was kidding about the 'Harry is a bad kid' stuff, he's cool."
Sirius looked over to Phoenix, "And your opinion?"
"Good student, doesn't know too much about demons, though, did good on the werewolf essay."
"How did you know that I was the dog?"
Diablo grinned. "I could smell you. A strange mix of dog and human makes one suspicious."
"But how did you know it was me?"
"I heard that a black dog was seen with Harry several times last year, and Harry's family consisted of Muggles that hated magic. The only other relative he had was you." Phoenix sat down in a chair, arms crossed.
"And yet you were never seen with him. You escaped Azkaban; where dementors have trouble tormenting animals, you were never spotted, but a dog was drifting in and out of towns, and Harry knew of you, but never searched for you, but had been found with a big black dog. And if you ever paid attention to astronomy, Sirius is the Dog Star, and the dog had scraggly hair, black hair. Sirius Black, if put in Japanese formality and defined: Black Dog."
Sirius cracked a tiny smile, while Hagrid looked like he was lost at 'escaped Azkaban'.
"So, you did your homework, didn't you? But how did you know I was related to Harry in a way?"
"We have connections that wanted to find you, we had information gift-wrapped." Diablo said, and then jerked a thumb towards Phoenix. "Genius here's a Death Eater"—
"Former Death Eater."
"Yeah sure, whatever. And I'm an Auror."
Sirius raised a brow. "I find that hard to believe."
"Tragically, that's the honest part." Phoenix sighed.
"You're kidding."
"I wish."
Diablo forced a cough. "D'ya mind, I was talking!"
"I always mind when you talk."
Now Diablo was annoyed, what better way than to take it out on your friend? "Oh, wanna see something cool?" Diablo suddenly jumped up and he grabbed Phoenix's chin and forced his mouth to open. His canines, on reflex to his jaw being opened widely, grew long. "See, he's a vamp—OW!" His wrist now had two neat puncture wounds on it. "News flash, Sanguinario, that hurts!"
"Sanguinario?" Hagrid finally decided to speak again, "Thought yer name was Sangre."
"Sangre's short for Sanguinario." Phoenix said, licking the blood off of his fangs (cool! err, I mean, ew!).
"Talk about convenient too, Sanguinario means 'bloodthirsty'. Goes to show you how much your mom loved you, eh?" Diablo looked at Fang for a moment. The dog cowered.
"Your name means 'bone', so you have no right to insult me, do you?" Phoenix smirked.
Sirius' eyes widened. "Wait. Sanguinario Phoenix? You were a beater for Slytherin a while back, weren't you?"
Phoenix grinned. "Yes and my favorite target happened to be your friend James. Too bad about what happened, though. I was sired before the season was over, and had to quit."
"That's why you didn't go the games either, eh?"
"Well, I'm not very fond of bursting into flames, so I had to skip out on the matches."
"And naturally, Slytherin lost!" Sirius let out a bark-like laugh. "But, even if you were still on the team, they would've lost."
Diablo looked bored with the conversation. "Ah, the generation gap strikes again. I'm going to bed, see ya later." He yawned and left, closing the door behind him.
"He's strange."
"Do you hear me arguing?"
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LL A.K.: All done for now!
Falcon: We'll begin the next chapter in three minutes.
LL A.K.: Would be sooner, but I need to change the radio station.
Falcon: Nelly and Tim McGraw, who knew?
LL A.K.: Rap and country, huh.
Falcon: Nelly's a rapper?
LL A.K.: Anyways, people wanted Touya, people wanted Jin and Touya, and someone said 'Jin, Touya, and Rinku (YAY!) so, here we are!
Falcon: This chapter was actually five pages longer, but we cut it off because it was DRIVING ME INSANE!
LL A.K.: Good news, people!
Falcon: We're moving!
LL A.K.: That's not the good news!
Falcon: Oh. We're sick!
LL A.K.: Woo-hoo!
Falcon: And are priorities are screwed!
LL A.K.; Sick means no school, sure you have to go to a doctor, but you stay home the rest of the time, and that's time to work on stuff!
Falcon: We need to know something very important, too!
LL A.K.: Should our next fics, 'Sea Man' and 'Sniper', come out at the same time, which will take a little longer, or one of them first?
Falcon: And there's gonna be one where Asato's dad runs for president, and '(imitates John Kerry) if elected, I will remove these 'psychic' scum from the planet! (end quote)' and Asato goes over to the US, along with some buddies 'coughyanakaitouyusukecough' , to what else? Use his punk-thug image to ruin his dad's chances! I'm thinking Action/Adventure/Humor.
LL A.K.: The other two will most likely be angst or drama.
Falcon: They kill people.
LL A.K.: Who doesn't?