"... as your mentor for a year, you are free to meet me for tutoring on our tutoring schedule agreement, but you will not ask me twice or disturb me while I'm busy or when I refuse. I will afford protection to you if I caught other houses foolish enough to bother you. You are also cannot refuse to comply with any of my... request as my compensation for tutoring and afford protection to you. And If I caught you breaking the rules, I will notify our rex anguis immediately to give you any punishment. Are we clear?"

Rabastan Lestrange looked like normal fourteen years old teenager with long silky black hair that disappeared behind his shoulders with few errant locks framed his face. When he is not talking, he has serene expression that tricked peoples to believe he is tranquil and calm person who never looking for trouble. But when he opened his mouth, he is blunt and tempestuous person.

The three Slytherin first year students, Evan Rosier, Augustus Rookwood, and including Ashika herself nodded and answered simultaneously. "Yes Lestrange."

"Good, dismissed."

Augustus Rookwood immediately walking away to go to his dorm without looking back.

Ashika knew her yearmates consist of the future death eaters, but oh Kami-sama, why Rosier of all people, she thought, feeling annoyed. Rosier and with help of his gang seems already planning something to her, and she can feel it. But Ashika didn't bother to acknowledge his presence from the beginning when she saw on the mentoring group list that she was in same group as him.

She can feel Evan Rosier glared at her for a moment, and then Rosier walking away towards his gang, Claus Mulciber, Antonin Dolohov, and Thorfinn Rowle who were waiting for him.

Ashika remain silent in her place, keep things about Rosier out of her mind and ready to faced another problem. Suddenly feeling skittish but still able to control her expression and her posture.

Keep calm. Ashika can hear her previous mother reminding her with stern voice.

Years after years training to control her emotions and expressions in her previous life, it comes easy to her to control it now.

It's now or never.

Never in her life Ashika become desperate for something. Craved for something. She always got what she want constantly, her previous father always provides her with anything. Even in this second life, her life in orphanage is tolerable enough, her orphanage matron adore her, most of kids like her, even though some of them are racist little pricks.

But Ashika waiting for this moment, when she found out she has magic and she is indeed in Harry Potter world, she was delighted, couldn't wait for her Hogwarts letter.

Yes, she was happy to learning magic, she was happy to able to go to the infamous fantasy magical school, not really fantasy now, Hogwarts.

Hogwarts with its fantastic kitchen and house-elves that will provide her with rice!

After spending eleven years living without rice, she doesn't expect that she was so desperate for it, and her first question when McGonagall comes to introduce magic and Hogwarts is,"there's rice right Ma'am? I can eat rice at Hogwarts right?"

Well, that's embarrassing moment in her life.

Now Ashika gather up her courage to asked where the hell the kitchen is. She want to eat Japanese foods for her first breakfast in Hogwarts, dammit.

She can explore Hogwarts and finding the kitchen by herself, but there's no time, the first class will start in eighty minutes, she can't waste her time and late for first class.

And the first solution comes to her mind is to asked where's the kitchen to whoever her mentor.

She doesn't expect Rabastan Lestrange to become her mentor.

Yep. It's now or never. Death eater wannabe or not.

"Excuse me...Lestrange?"

Lestrange glanced up, he blinked with surprise when Ashika still standing in front of him. "...Something wrong Reizei?"

"Could you tell me where the kitchen is?"

"Why?"

Ashika hesitating for a moment then answered. "...I want to eat rice and miso soup."

"Rice? Mey-sou soup?" He asked curiously.

She sighed. "Yes, Japanese foods."

"You don't like British foods?" Lestrange asked, he seems amused by her slight grimace that go unnoticed when he mention 'British foods'.

"No...I will return your favour later?" She still feeling nervous inside, but still able to keep a straight face and stand confidently. She know there's no way Slytherins will help others willingly, a favour for a favour.

For a moment he merely stared at her with his hazel eyes, his expression unreadable and then smirking. "Hmm sure, wait a minute."

Ashika sighed softly, not nervous anymore.

Finally!

She remain still as Lestrange gathered up his things.

"Let's go."

Here we go, rice!