Chapter 5

The trio entered the Leaky Cauldron through the backdoor. Trying to look as
inconspicuous as possible, they began to look for the man that looked like a
Dumbeldore. They of course only knew that he was elderly and has an air of
respect around him.

The Leaky Cauldron was a slum like place, not like the other kinds of
buildings which had elegance wrapped around them like a piece of twine. Not
like the slums in Tokyo maybe, but not as high classed as the rest. The
Leaky Cauldron was a mix of a bar, hotel, restaurant and a place to gossip.

As they looked about Yusuke spotted an elderly man wearing a purple robe and
a hat to match, drinking a cup of tea at the far end of the room. As they
started to walk over to him, he stood up and smiled warmly at them.

"You must be the ones I am to meet." He said in a strong voice, though it
sounded very kind. "Please, sit down." He waved for them to take a seat and
they did. As if the thought just occurred to her, Botan stood up looking
embarrassed.

"I'm Botan from the Spirit World! And these two are Yusuke Urameshi and
Kazuma Kuwabara." She pointed to each of them, Dumbeldore laughed.

He smiled at them, "It's a pleasure, now please sit." He said as he sat down
across from them.

"Now before we say much more, I think it would be better if we protect
ourselves from eavesdroppers." He said, glancing to the right.

With a wave of his wand and a whisper of some magical words a sound barrier
was set around them. Though of coarse Yusuke and Kuwabara were awe struck by
this. They didn't understand the words Dumbeldore had said but they could
definitely feel a difference. It seemed as if they were the only ones who
existed.

"What did you do!" Yusuke asked, clearly surprised. Kuwabara and Botan
nodded as well. Botan though was not as surprised as the two boys because
she had seen magic before but not a lot of it.

Dumbeldore chuckled, a knowing smile spread across his lips as he adjusted
his half moon glasses. "It was a sound barrier spell… Quite simple really.
And I'll be happy to teach you once you are at Hogwarts." He said
cheerfully. Yusuke and Kuwabara looked excited at this.

"Are you one of the teachers, Dumbeldore-sama?" Botan asked.

"Oh, no, no…" Dumbeldore said, with a hearty laugh. "I am too old for such
things. I am now just a headmaster. But I presume, if I may, that you two do
not have much experience with the ways of magic. And please, call me
Dumbeldore. But may I ask for you to call me Professor Dumbeldore once you
arrive at school. It may look odd for students to just call me
'Dumbeldore'." He said this still smiling.

"I suppose you are wondering why I called for you to meet me here." They
nodded. " I have a personal favor to ask of you two." He looked directly at
Yusuke and Kuwabara. "I would like you two to keep an eye on two of my
students. Maybe, possibly become friends or something of the sort with
them."

"Are they special or something?" Yusuke asked. "Are they an enemy!" He said
excitedly, Botan elbowed him in the side

Dumbeldore pondered this for a moment before answering. "They are certainly
not an enemy, and as for special… There are two of my students I am worried
about. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy."

"We're gonna watch over them?" Yusuke asked, not really liking the idea of
watching over some stupid little kids.

"Well I'd prefer to call it being friends."

"But why?" Kuwabara asked.

"Harry has a habit of getting himself, and his friends, into trouble and I
am worried that Draco may be on the verge to becoming a Death Eater."

"What the hells a 'Death Eater'?" Yusuke asked. An image was running through
both of the boys heads of Botan eating people at a high class restaurant.

And so the evening was spent discussing Harry's and Draco's past and future.
Of Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Of magic, wizarding culture and of course
Hogwarts.

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"Is… is that Professor Dumbeldore?" Harry said aloud. Him, Hermione and the
Weasley family were seated at a large table in the Leaky Cauldron. They had
just finished their shopping and decided to take a break before returning to
the Burrow.

Ron and Hermione looked in the direction Harry was looking. There indeed was
Dumbeldore, though he was not alone. He was seated with three young looking
people, that did not look like wizards nor did they look English. They were
wearing odd clothing and the girl that was seated between the orange haired
boy and the black greased up boy had very bright blue hair.

"Wonder why he's here?" Ron said flipping through one of his schoolbooks.

Upon taking a closer look Hermione noticed something different about them.
"They're not English."

"Who?" Ron questioned.

"The people sitting with Professor Dumbeldore, you idiot!" She snapped back
at him.

"How do you know that?" Harry asked, looking from his angle he tried to see
their faces but couldn't.

"Did anyone hear that!" Piped Ginny, looking quite excited.

"Well from the looks of their eyes and cheek bones" she was cut off by
Ginny.

"Hello anyone listening!" She spoke louder waving her hand in front of their
faces.

"What Ginny?" spoke Ron looking a bit annoyed at his sister, who just rolled
her eyes.

"Dad said there's going to be exchange students coming to Hogwarts!" This is
where Hermione looked very interested.

"From where! Do you know from where?" She asked hurriedly, Ginny shook her
head, Hermione jumped up and went to talk to Mr. Weasley, the three stared
after her.

"She gets way to excited over the stupidest of things." Ron droned, Harry
nodded absentmindedly.

"What do you think they're talking about?"

"Who? Oh, them. Harry, y'know not everything Dumbeldore does is your
business." Ron remarked, frowning slightly. Potter glared at Ron before
sighing.

"I know that. But still… I can't help it…" He said leaning back into his
chair.

"You could just ask Dumbeldore too, instead of being sneaky and spying on
him." Ginny suggested receiving two doubtful stares.

"What?"

"You really are stupid aren't you." Ron argued.

"Oh, shut up. It was just an idea."

"Yeah, a really stupid idea."

Harry ignored them as they continued to argue. He was watching Dumbeldore
and the three strangers but as he continued to watch he noticed that they
weren't moving, or even talking. 'That's… weird.' He thought. He was about
to ask when Hermione practically pushed him off his chair.

"They're from Asia!" She exclaimed, thinking that they knew what she was
talking about.

"Watch what you're doing Hermione! You almost knocked me over!"

"Oh sorry." She said not paying him any mind. "But they're from Asia! Do you
know what that means!" She didn't wait for an answer, but she was
interrupted.

"Why if it isn't the peasants, the mudblood and famous Potter!" He spat. The
group turned around. There stood Draco Malfoy. Harry couldn't have hated him
more at that moment. Harry stood up and faced Malfoy with a look of disgust.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said angrily, his words laced with hate,
Malfoy just smirked.

"Nothing from you, Potter. I just wanted to give you some advice." He said,
his smirk growing visibly.

"He doesn't want any advice form you Malfoy!" Ron said, his anger growing.
Malfoy didn't take his eyes off Harry.

"I'd shut my mouth if I were you, Weasley." He barked. "I just have to say,
I'd watch your step, Potter, unless you feel like falling." He smirked at
their confused looks before turning around striding out the door.

"That was…"

"Overly dramatic?"

"Oh yeah."