Imma Kiwi Bird: GODDAMMIT it was hard to write this. D Dun worry, though! It is out now, so... REJOICE, fans of this fic! If there are any... emosniffle
Well, anyways. This and my other story will be updated regularly now, along with a new story coming out. My new story will not be revealed. IT IS A SECRET. :O
OH. And the next chapter will begin in the morning. 3
Disclaimer: I don't own the HP or Naruto characters. Kishimoto Misashi and JK Rowling do.
Key for Text: "Words." This is in Japanese.
"Words." This is normal speaking.
"Words." This is thinking.
You and Me and the Devil Makes Three
Chapter 6: I'm to be Guarded 24/7
That night, Harry was being forced to tell Seamus and Dean exactly 'Why the hell do you have a whole bunch of bloody body guards?'. Well... that, actually, had been how Seamus asked him the question. Dean, on the other hand, had been a bit more on the... polite side.
"I don't know, actually." And that was a total lie; and he knew it. So did Ron, who was supposed to be asleep in his (closed curtain) four poster bed.
Voldemort. Simple as that. Lord Voldemort was after him; he wanted Harry dead.
So, naturally, the famous Harry Potter was to have load of foreign body guards look after him. Which also meant that his teasing from the Slytherins would only worsen by about 525.
Seamus looked at him through slightly narrowed eyes. Harry knew that his fellow 5th year was suspicious. But, Seamus sighed and retreated back to his bunk to retire to bed. Soon, he was in bed and asleep. Dean stayed up for a few moments, but nonetheless in bed.
He was reading some book.
Soon, his hand let go of the book and he slipped into dreamland.
Leaving Harry to think.
Why exactly did Dumbledore want so many people guarding him and the castle? And, more down to the point, why was it these specific people? These... odd foreigners that seemed to not even know what the bloody hell a fork was?
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"Dammit, Chouji! Why do you have to be such a pig!"
Ino's voice echoed slightly in the corridors as she hulled the teen through the castle, trying to find the 'hospital wing'. He had eaten so much of the seemingly endless food till he nearly passed out. And, now, who but Yamanaka Ino was left to take him off to somewhere she had no clue how to get to?
"But... it was so good..." And of course he couldn't stop eating.
Hermione had already visited the library. She wanted to see if they had gotten anymore books in. They had. A whole row full fo them. She had taken about five of them to read before classes started. Which was in three days.
Three days instead of the normal date, which was usually right after the first day; after the great feast. But, Dumbledore had said that the new DADA teacher was late, so no classes till three days later. This had made her slightly depressed, while everyone else rejoiced.
She stopped as she heard... Ino, was it? Yes. It was Ino.
Turning the corner, she seen the girl lugging Chouji around. She cleared her throat, causing Ino to look up. Hermione raised an eyebrow; Ino looked quite flustered.
"You okay?"
"No; we're lost."
Hermione sighed at the bluntness of Ino's reply. She looked down for a moment, thinking. She looked back up. "Where do you need to go?"
"The 'hospital wing', whatever the hell that is."
Hermione scowled ever so slightly. She'd be making a detour, now wouldn't she? "Well... come on, then. I'll take you there." Ino sighed in relief.
"Thanks."
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"Professor, this is not aloud!" Minerva McGonagall protested. Dumbledore silence her with his hand.
"Minerva; the new teacher can arrive a month late for all I care. As long as she arrives, I'm completely fine with it." The Transfiguration teacher turned red in anger slightly when Dumbledore spoke.
"Very well then..."
No; the professor for Transfiguration was not happy about this. The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was not here. This was not to be allowed! The teachers were told to report a day before the school year started. And, here she was, not here!
Minerva left quickly, her robes fluttering behind her.
This new teacher... Scarlet Sirene. She already hated her.
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"What're we supposed to be doing again?"
"You idiot... didn't you listen? Guard the common room entrance."
Uzumaki Naruto glared at his teammate, Uchiha Sasuke, angrily. Wasn't his fault! He was snaking on some awesome sweet paste-stuff that Fred and George had gave him. They said it would block out everything, and turns out, the twins had meant it.
"Shut up, Sa-"
"Don't start a fight, you two." Haruno Sakura gave an exasperated sigh and she took a bite out of a chocolate bar Ginny had given her. 'To keep her awake.' Obviously, Ginny didn't know that Sakura was able to stay awake for long periods of time. So... the perfect snack for a woman.
Chocolate.
Naruto slumped, sliding into a chair that had been placed outside for them. He groaned, placing a hand on his stomach. "Sakura-chan, why do you have to eat that in front of us?"
"Because it was given to her to eat here."
"I told you to shut up!" Naruto would've jumped up and attempted to throttle Sasuke, but his stomach hurt to much at the moment to do so. Instead, he slumped some more.
He was asleep before he could even stop himself.
Sasuke muttered some curse towards Naruto, leaning against the wall. Sakura sighed, balling up the wrapper and stuffing it under some random painting. She, of course, ignored the paintings protest.
