A/N: Well, sorry for the delay, I was busy fixing up my past chapters. If you look through them, you may notice a major tense change throughout the entire thing. Fun work that. Now, keep in mind that this is really the second part of the last chapter, hence why both are short. My fiance came home for the holidays. I'm so happy! Oh, and I started working on a new story, it's a crossover with no real base, but it's got cameos of the YYH guys, and Koenma, Yomi, and Kuronue get major parts as slaves to some girl who I have to think up more flaws for so she's 'normal'. Think 'Ah Megumi-Sama' with a girl and gods. Anyhoo, I have thought up a whole bunch of new ideas for this story, but I have to wait until I get to that point. I'm still debating the ending of this story though it won't come out for a long time yet. I wonder what people will think about a seventh year with Gundam Wing added to it; I'd try to make it work, honest.
Chapter 9.5 Don't Bite the Hand that Feeds You More than Once
Hiei is beginning to hate meal times. Sure having all the students and most of the teachers together is good for keeping an eye on everyone, but do these noisy ningen really need to talk this much? The demonic professor can barely make out any specific conversation, but luckily his telepathic link to his youngest son is powerful enough to listen in on the conversations at the Gryffindor table.
Sitting on the Granger girl's lap, for Mekai knows what reason, Muroku accepts spoonfuls of heavily sugared oatmeal from a young girl with bright red hair. Deciding to examine Harry Potter's friends further, Hiei listens in more closely to their conversations.
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"I can't believe they're fawning over that bloody little tyke." That comes from the red-haired boy who was at the ice cream parlor.
"Ron, it's a baby. It's got those huge, creepy red eyes, the huge head and tiny body, and baby talk in two different languages. Girls think he's too cute to let go." Harry states with his head in his hands, possibly from a headache Hiei muses.
"Ginny, don't!" Ron yells hoarsely, "He'll bite if you use your bare fingers." His little sister, the resemblance is too uncanny for Hiei not to recognize this, turns to glare at her brother before deliberately feeding Muroku a link of sausage.
After gobbling up that morsel, the baby squeeks, "Bite only oafs no baka. Good Mu-chan." He congratulates himself.
(Translation note: 'Oafs no baka,' very similar to 'ningen no baka,' means 'stupid oafs.')
"Aww." Half a dozen girls giggle, and three times as many boys groan. Perhaps wisely, Ron scoots away from the demon child sitting in Ginny's lap. Even he....
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"Or'ntu nok Gth'la!" Hiei curses loudly, bringing stares from everyone. He stops, hand halfway to his katana, standing on his chair facing Kur... not Kurama, but Snape. An eyebrow twitches in confusion.
(Translation note: It's some random demonic curse Hiei picked up somewhere.... I could make up an actual curse to go with it, but I'm not that bored and I have to finish typing this.)
From behind comes Kurama's voice, "I told him it would be alright, you looked like you were halfway to your plate. Sleeping at breakfast is such a bad example for the students."
"Hn." He spares a glare for both the fox and the 'serpent' before sitting back down and eating the rest of his cold meal.
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Somewhere near the end of breakfast, a horde of screeching owls flies into the hall, delivering mail, newspapers, and most importantly, class schedules. Hiei glares at the list of classes he will be teaching.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asks Dumbledore, who for some reason was already standing at his shoulder. Hiei points to an afternoon slot that reads, "Auror Physical Training" with "Spell Practice" underneath it with the word 'optional.'
"Oh, that. Well Professor, I liked your idea about you and Severus working together, and I just had to find a way to do it that the Ministry would accept. It's mandatory for aurors, but the Spell Practice is optional for anyone below 6th year. Wonderful, isn't it?"
"Just great." Hiei toys with the idea of destroying England as he waits for breakfast to end. All he wanted to do was borrow some students to throw some stupid spells at his Defense students.
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"Hey Harry! What classes do you have?" Hermione asks before rolling off her own list, "I've got Advanced Arithmancy, Muggle Studies, Muggle Equivalencies and Advanced History of Magic all today."
Harry scans through his own list, which is exactly the same as Ron's, "Let's see, double Advanced Potions is tomorrow, but today it's just, bloody hell, Advanced Transfiguration, oh, here's a new one, History of Aurors, probably boring, and Auror Defense Against the Dark Arts. Then I've got a study period after lunch, then Advanced Charms."
"Have fun with that." Hermione smiles.
"Five bloody hours a day in one kind of difficult class or another." Ron whines. "I don't even know what these two classes are!"
"Yeah," Harry reads aloud, "Ministry Policy, and Auror Physical Training with Hina's father."
Hina speaks up, "Hey, Keisuke and I have the same schedule as you two! I'm betting the physical training with 'Tousan is just fighting or something."
A warning bell sounds throughout the hall, and soon everyone heads to their first class of the year.
A yell of "Gryffindor sucks!" interrupts Harry, Ron, Hina, Keisuke and a few other Gryffindors that neither Japanese student recognizes yet. Everyone turns to the source of the yell, Hina's brother. Standing beside Hiroku, Malfoy and his goons are snickering. Hina pulls down her eyelid and sticks out her tongue at her demon brother.
"Well, at least we don't smell like dirty gym socks!" Keisuke retorts, getting only a few laughs from the Gryffindors. The three friends seem to be the only ones not glaring at each other.
"Why don't you come over here and say that, Gryffindor no baka!"
"I will, you, you...." The hanyou runs out of ideas and throws a punch at the shorter boy. They start fighting, causing more students to stop and watch.
"You are all going to be late for class." A definitely adult voice warns. The students turn to look at their new, handsome Herbology teacher. The scuffling pair freeze, Keisuke holding onto the collar of Hiroku's robe and prepared for a left hook, and Hiroku about to bonk him on the head. "And you two know better than to fight in the halls, save it for outside boys."
A pair of "Yessir's" answer him, but Hiroku quickly finishes the bonk before rushing off with the other students to class. Whispers follow from small groups of students. "He didn't even take away class points?" A prefect asks. "I wish he would say something to me." More than a few girls cry.
