I wanted to put this up earlier (like, Saturday…) but went down for repairs! So, you all had to wait a while!

As of yet, no one has figured out who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is! Here's another clue: It's a 'she'! Remember, she's been in the books before, but she's never been a teacher. Let's just see if ANY of you can figure it out!

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or Harry Potter.

Chapter 5: Day One On Diagon Alley

Takuya craned his neck upwards, trying to see the top of the huge white building. It was rather hard.

"Woah." he said approvingly. "So this is the Gringott's Home Bank, huh?"

"Why don't we have spells like this?" Tomoki said, craning his eyes. "Hiding all this, like it was nothing? These Western wizards have it easy…"

Kenkyo gave the two of them a gentle nudge from behind. "Not enough room in Tokyo, you know." she said in response to Tomoki's question. "Besides, do you know how much trouble this place causes for the local muggle electronics? It'd cause a power failure back home. Now in."

The group moved past the two sets of doors, finding themselves amongst the craziest-looking creatures yet. Even Kouichi and Izumi had only seen one goblin, the one that ran the tiny branch near Yokohama, who was over a hundred years old and looked vaguely like a purple Yoda. These guys were…Well, different. As in, young.

A little gray-skinned thing with large ears came waddling up to them, little black eyes darting between them suspiciously. "Can I help you?"

"Yes." the teacher said brightly, drawing his attention. "My name is Kenkyo Reigi, and I need to make a withdraw from the Shibuya Shrine's account."

The goblin's eyes turned to her, breaking off of Junpei, who relaxed quite a bit. "And…Do you have the key, ma'am?"

"Right here." she produced a tiny, tarnished silver key from the sleeve of her robe. The goblin took it and examined it wordlessly, then nodded. "That is in order. I shall call someone to take you down to the vault…Akachu!"

"Bless you." Kenkyo said brightly.

The goblin eyed her in an annoyed fashion, motioning another over. This was a brownish-red, with spiky, greenish hair covering his ears. "Take them down to Vault 211."

"Just me, actually." Kenkyo cleared her throat. "You kids stay here. Those carts aren't meant for more than two. And behave, Kanbara-san."

"What?" the accused said innocently, and the teacher followed the goblin towards a darker hallway. The first goblin eyed them each wordlessly, then went back to his desk. He didn't need to watch them…there were three others to oblige as they did their jobs.

Not everyone was comfortable with this level of attention. Tomoki shifted nervously under the gaze of a rather large goblin and switched places with Takuya to get him in the way.

"Hey, take it easy, kid." Takuya commented. "They're not gonna hurt you."

"I know that." Tomoki retorted. "But they're freakin' me out."

Kouji felt his brother tense up. Kouichi, obviously feeling less than a little comfortable himself, slipped behind him to put the younger twin between himself and the nearest goblin.

"Just relax…" Kouji soothed, reaching back to put a hand on his shoulder.

"They're staring at us…" Kouichi muttered, eyes nearly disappearing behind his bangs as his near-muteness shyness started to set in again. "I don't like it."

"Ugh…me either." Izumi shivered. "I wish they'd blink already…"

Luckily, Kenkyo showed back up about three minutes later, with a large bag of coins around her waist, looking very harried and windblown. But there was a big smile on her face, so whatever had happened, she'd clearing enjoyed it…in her own way.

"Well, that's all settled now." she said brightly. "Let's get going."

Several breaths were let out at once as they exited the door. There were a pair of goblins that escorted them out, keeping their beady eyes trained until they were out both doors.

Almost immediately, Izumi spotted something that made her eyes light up. "Look at the brooms!"

"Here we go…" Takuya rolled his eyes as the girl hurried to the window of something called Quality Quidditch Supplies. There was a handsome-looking broom on display, the word Firebolt written in gold on the side. "We really need to keep Izumi away from the brooms."

"Oh, shut up Takuya." The girl's green eyes were already inspecting the bundle of twigs at the end of the broom. "It looks pretty impressive, but it's made of ash, so why have birch twigs? The birch rides nice and smooth, but they go so much faster if they used an oak handle, like the new Maiagaru models. Ash-wood really flies best with redwood twigs…I wonder if it still handles as smoothly as the Inazuma…"

Kenkyo cleared her throat. Junpei and Takuya grabbed Izumi by the arms and pulled her back into the group. "Aw, guys…" she sighed. "Kenkyo-sensei…"

"You can satisfy your curiosity later." she said. "Besides, I'm sure you'll find someone at school with a broom you can try, then you can compare for yourself."

You could see the excitement in Izumi's eyes.

"Now, where were we? Minamoto-san, let me see your list…" Kouji reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out the folded parchment that had come with his letter. Kenkyo unfolded it, reading as she walked. "Ah, thank you. Now let's see…they already sent all your spell books, good…And you've all got your wands, so you don't need those…Looks like your uniforms are the first thing up. I doubt you want to be wearing yukatas and kimonos for nine months…"

Even Junpei grimaced at the idea. The that style of robe was easy to tie too tightly and hard to move in, especially the women's. And besides all that, they did tend to get pretty hot, especially in black, so they were worn only for festivals.

They entered a shop called Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. The squat witch, dressed in mauve and sitting at the desk in the front of her shop, looked up as the group entered.

"Oh dear…" she stood. "Let me guess…traveling, need to blend in a bit? Well, let's start with you, ma'am…"

"Not quite." Kenkyo pulled her arm out of the other woman's grasp. "You supply the robes for Hogwarts students, correct?"

"Yes ma'am." Madam Malkin narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying these students all need Hogwarts robes?"

"One set each, yes ma'am."

"You must be the transfers Prof. McGonagall warned me about…" Madam Malkin sighed, pulling out a tape measurer. "Alright then…Six sets of Hogwarts robes coming right up. You first, young lady, hop up here now."

Izumi jumped up on the stool as the woman took her measurements. "Tie your hair up, please. Going into fifth year, dear?"

"Sixth." Kenkyo corrected.

"Better use the fifth-year base any how…" Madam Malkin slipped a black robe over Izumi's head. "No offense, dear, you're all a bit smaller than I'm used to."

She pulled out some needles and her wand and began hemming the girl's robe, shortening the sleeves and lifting the bustline a bit more. There were a few chairs for waiting just to the side. Kenkyo took one, Junpei and Tomoki had the other two. Takuya, Kouji and Kouichi remained standing, examining the various kinds of robes that filled the room.

A woman, Madam Malkin's assistant, appeared from the door on the other side of the small shop. "I can take you now." she said to Tomoki. "Second year?"

"Er…Fourth, I think." Tomoki glanced at Kenkyo for confirmation, then jumped up on the second stool. The assistant brought out second-year robes anyway.

Izumi was examining herself in the mirror, obviously a bit unimpressed with the simple black fabric. "Does it have to be black? Can't we add just a little color to it?"

"The house-elves with apply your house colors once you're sorted." the kids glanced at each other blankly. Houses? Sorted? What the…? "You're all done now, dear. Who's next?"

Takuya shrugged, taking Izumi's place as she jumped down. After a few moments, Tomoki was finished as well, and Junpei took his spot. Because Junpei was so much…well, bigger than anyone else…it took as long to do him as it did Kouji and Kouichi both. Madam Malkin disappeared into the back a moment, reappearing at the desk with several bundles.

"That'll be fourteen Galleons, twelve Sickles and twenty-three Knuts." she said briskly, ringing up all six bundles. Kenkyo paid her, then handed out the bundles to their owners once they were out the door.

"There we go…Himi-chan, be careful, don't let drag across the ground. And Kanbara-san, don't just wad them up, you want your uniform to be nice and neat…"

After they got that all sorted out, they visited the Apothecary. ("Different cultures, different herbs.") and got the required pewter cauldrons ("Don't trust iron-bottoms around here, do they?") After stashing said things back in their rooms, they returned to the commons for dinner…like Kenkyo asked.

Unfortunately, it was currently about 7 PM, which corresponded to around 4 in the morning back in Japan. The kids were all worn out from the equivalent of a night without sleep, and you could see it…Tomoki had nodded off twice so far, Takuya's yawns could be compared to a circus lion's, and, as they were sitting at the large, circular table, Kouichi placed his head against the wall and dozed off completely.

"Nii-san, wake up." Kouji shook his brother by the shoulder and stifled a yawn of his own. Kouichi opened one tired eye. "Sit up. Food's here."

"Not hungry." the older twin muttered, and closed the eye again.

Takuya, sitting on Kouji's opposite site, went around and grabbed Kouichi's left arm. His brother took the right and they set the dark-haired boy back up-right in his seat. Kouichi gave a light moan of protest.

"Looks like Kimura-san doesn't adjust to jetlag very well." Kenkyo chuckled, closing the barrel of rice Tom had provided them with and handing out the bowls. "Eat up, all of you. We'll go to bed early to help all of you adjust."

Tom brought over a large beef pot, special-order by Kenkyo's request. It was rather good, though a bit more of a western flavor than they were used to. Thirty minutes later they were all full, happy, and more than a little tired, so, as Kenkyo promised, they upped the stairs and collapsed.

Kouichi fell backwards onto the bed without changing out of the 'Muggle clothes' he was wearing, simply toeing off his shoes without wasting too much energy.

Kouji chuckled, taking off his jacket and hanging in on a chair. "Tired, Nii-chan?"

"Exhausted." the older rolled over, pulling the bedcovers down to slide under them. "I've never been so sleepy in my life…"

The younger twin undid his hair, combing it out in the mirror before re-fastening it to keep from getting too tangled. On the other side of the wall, they could already hear Junpei's snoring, as well as Takuya attempting to muffle him without strangling their friend. Kouji yawned, climbing into his own bed and Nox-ing the light as Tom had shown them.

"G'night, nii-chan." Kouji muttered.

"'Night…"

Kouichi snuggled deep into the warm, soft pillow. He tried sleepily to recall the dream he had been having before, when he had nodded off at the dinner table. The only thing he could come up with was a flash of polished black and shining gold, followed by a familiar voice that he just couldn't put his finger on…

He rolled over and fell into a near-comatose sleep, and when he woke up again he didn't remember the dream at all.

TBC…

Yes, an all-Digimon chapter. Harry just didn't have anything to do just yet.

BTW - The comment about Kouichi's shyness being 'near-muteness' basically means that he gets so shy around strangers that he finds it hard to talk or make eye contact at all. It can actually be diagnosed as a psychological disease. A friend of mine had an advanced form, Selective Mutism, and could hardly hold a conversation with another person. I've seen Kouichi say less than ten words an episode…what else would you call it?