WHATEVER.

Ryouga was surprisingly complacent during the day and didn't even complain when Harry refused to let him wander alone. Harry had spent all of his charms lesson repeating what the professor said so Ryouga could understand. Ryouga was very attentive and asked questions. Harry was just glad that he didn't have potions and wouldn't have to deal with Snape. Professor Flitwick was very understanding and even gave him time to explain things to his friend.

Even with Ryouga being a good student, Harry couldn't wait until class was over. He had wanted to talk with the boy since their spar was interrupted.

The minutes stretched on until the bell finally rang. Harry was out of the room like lightning, Ryouga flapping in the breeze behind. The rest of the school was a blur to the poor lost boy, he did manage to catch brief glimpses of confused faces as they sped by.

The journey outside was incredibly shorter than usual and it was certain that Harry would have lost house points if the teachers that his trail passed had been able to tell what house he was in.

Where did you build up such speed? Ryouga was rubbing his wrist as he spoke. Harry looked confused.

What'd'ya mean by that? We weren't going very fast.

Ryouga just glared in response to the innocent look Harry was giving him.

So, Harry threw himself back on the grass to stare at the clouds. How's the hunt going?

Ryouga's face darkened, The cowardly dog keeps running away every chance he gets. he glanced at Harry upon hearing the younger boy snort. What? he said defensively.

Harry glanced over to meet Ryouga's eyes for a moment before turning back to stare at the clouds laze by. I don't doubt that they keep moving, but the coward is my uncle, not my cousin. he paused a moment, but not long enough for Ryouga to say anything before continuing. You obviously don't have to worry about having to follow your sense around. Whatever Genma wants to go, Ranma has to. he paused for a moment and scowled slightly. it was like that for me too until he started to growl, Genma, sold me to these people.

Ryouga raised an eyebrow at the confession. You don't want to be here?

No, Harry calmed down a little before continuing. All I care about is studying the Art. His eyes developed a maniac gleam. You must know what I mean, the joy of the fight. The rush when you master a new ability. Harry rolled onto his side and stared at Ryouga And most of all, the feeling of satisfaction when you finally manage to beat a skilled opponent.

Ryouga nodded thoughtfully, I hadn't really thought of it like that before, but you're right.

The two lapsed into silence.

Harry stretched in a catlike manner before hopping to his feet and smirking at the still sitting Ryouga.

So, He smirked, you ready?

Ryouga grinned and stood. The two stood facing each other for a moment. Suddenly, as if someone rang a bell they advanced on each other. Their limbs nothing more than a blur of strikes, perries, counters and blocks. Gravity defying jumps were interspersed here and there.

The grin on both their faces told the casual observer that they were enjoying the rather violent looking activity. Time seemed to fly for Harry as he was enjoying himself. Even though he was not as strong, nor sturdy as the older boy, he was a lot faster. He was using that speed to his advantage, but he was wearing down. Ryouga got a good blow in that sent him reeling. As he landed on the ground with a soft thump, his stomach growled loudly.

The sound was enough to cause both parties to notice that they were hungry.

Come on, lets get dinner then you can be on your way.

Ryouga's eyes lit up at the idea of food and he nodded enthusiastically.

The two boys made their way into the great hall and down to the end of Gryffindor table. The other Gryffindors noticed the hungry gleam in Harry's eye and backed away from that end. Even though the plates were re-filling they still didn't want the food off their own plate stolen.

It was too soon that Harry and Ryouga were standing at the exit of Hogwarts.

"I'll write," Harry was having a difficult time holding up his stoic exterior. The people in this country just weren't the same like home and seeing Ryouga if just for a day brought his homesickness for the open road and training to the fore.

"Yeah," Ryouga's voice was soft for a moment before hardening. "I'm still going to whip the cousin of yours."

Harry laughed.

"Go for it." And with that Ryouga turned and was gone.

AN.

Yes I know it's short. But don't blame me, I'm just the one lacking in inspiration. But thanks to the insistent review by helen27 and the fact that now I've got a lot more on my mind (aka I have no inspiration when I've got too much time.) I managed to squeeze this out.

Now to answer the question by Jane Silver, I had hoped that I had made it clear earlier, but I guess I'll have to clarify now. Harry is wearing a pendent that has a very poor translation charm on it. The way the charm works is that whatever is said by the wearer is magically echoed in the listener's language while what ever is said around the wearer is magically echoed in the wearer's language to the wearer. So in essence everyone's hearing both languages. One slightly after the other, it's their brain that picks out the one that they understand but they do recognized that something else is being spoken.

Oh yeah, it might take me a while to update again. my muse is floundering