Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.
"Looks like we can add slavery to the list of things wizards have going against them," Chelsea remarked as Akame and Tatsumi told the assembled group about Dobby's sudden appearance last night and the cryptic message regarding impending danger this year at Hogwarts.
From the way Dobby had dressed to the way he punished himself for almost speaking ill of his master it was clear to everyone that Dobby was basically a slave to whatever family it was that he served. From this revelation of slavery added to the known factors of bigotry and corruption from within the Magical Ministry, and the fact wizards erased people's memories of those non-magicals it was safe to say that everyone's opinions were quickly starting to go down regarding the magical society.
"Akame when you saw the houses elves in Hogwarts did they also act in a fashion as Dobby?" Najenda asked her comrade.
"No from what I remember they were quite eager to serve," Akame told her. "They did wear the same pillowcase outfit however."
"So in short Harry is in a society that believes that slavery is okay and even goes as far to use slaves in schools?" Mein summarized, clearly the most upset about the aspects of the Wizarding World.
"It would seem so," Najenda said as she lit a cigarette. "However this brings up a concern that I had since first learning about the existence of wizards."
"What is it Najenda?" Lubbock asked.
"It's that these wizards may try and make slaves of us muggles if they choose to."
"Why would they do that?" Wave asked. "What would they even gain?"
"From what we know it is quite evident that some of these so called purebloods are quite bigoted and hold quite a bit of influence in their government," Najenda explained. "From what Harry has told us these Malfoy's seem to be one such family. But there is another thing we know about wizards: it's that they are afraid of change. From the way the dress to the way they live it is very evident that they are afraid of outside influence in their culture. Why else isolate themselves? And how is the best way to stop one culture from being influenced by another?"
"To take the other one over," Lubbock correctly answered.
"Yes, and seeing as how wizards are more or less comfortable with the idea of slavery it isn't too un-rational to believe that they might more or less make us muggles their slaves."
"There's no way in hell I'm going to be anyone's slave!" Mein declared.
"I'm not saying that this scenario is possible or not," Najenda went onto state, "but it is one we should be aware of nonetheless, and we should be willing to take action."
"So are you saying that we go in and take out corruption in the Ministry?" Chelsea asked.
"Their world is not ours, but that does not mean that it does not affect us. Who knows how many people had their memories wiped or probed by wizards?" Najenda asked. "So if push comes to shove, then yes we would have to eliminate whoever poses a threat to us in the magical community. Does anyone object to this?"
No one was opposed to the idea. "Then it's settled. I'm not saying we start right away, but we need to defiantly need to be more involved in the inner workings of the magical society."
"And how do we do that?" Kurome asked. "It's not like any of us are wizards."
"You're right," Najenda agreed. "But we do know someone who is, someone who probably has a grudge against the Ministry for imprisoning him for eleven years."
"You really thing Sirius would help us out?" Chelsea asked.
"You don't have eleven years of your life stolen and not hold a grudge."
"Well how do we get a hold of him?" Tatsumi asked. "He said he was going to his family's old house but we don't know where that is."
"Those owls that the wizards use seem to know where people are no matter what," Wave said. "I mean remember when Harry got his first letter? The owls must have some way of knowing where people are. Right?"
"Not a bad idea," Najenda said. "Perhaps we can borrow his owl before he leaves for school in a few days. Speaking of which, you'll be escorting him to the station right Chelsea?"
"Yeah now that we know how to get onto it, it should be no big deal," Chelsea told her. "Plus I'll disguise myself so no one will recognize me, just in case."
"Good. And make sure he knows to watch out this year. Ran and Esdeath are more than capable of handling themselves, but they can't keep an eye on everyone," Najenda said. "And if the warning Dobby gave proves to be correct, then the students will need protection now more than ever."
Harry had no objection to them using Hedwig, just so long as they made sure to feed her a mouse for a job well done, he had no complaints about them writing to Sirius, even though they were basically writing about toppling the wizard's Ministry.
Sirius' response could not have been more timely as Hedwig arrived back the day Harry was destined to leave for the Hogwarts Express. In the letter Sirius told them that his house was called number twelve Grimmauld Place, and told them how to find it should they ever need to visit. He had also written a P.S. saying that he had never really been one to follow the rules and he wouldn't mind seeing a change in government.
Harry doubted that Sirius would killing anyone to change how the government was given his time in prison and by how he reacted to learning the fact that Night Raid was a group of assassin's, but he was glad to know that they now had a man who knew about wizarding laws and customs who was on their side.
Harry quickly said his goodbyes to everyone as he and Chelsea went to platform nine and three quarters. Even though they did not close the station for an hour as they did last year, they still arrived plenty early.
Chelsea had disguised herself as a man wearing moderately expensive clothing, and could easily pass for being Harry's dad to anyone passing by. Taking a look around to make sure no one was around the two of them ran at the barrier and emerged on the other side that housed the Hogwarts Express.
From the look of things not many people had shown up yet. Hermione had been the first person he spotted last year, so perhaps she was on the train already. He hadn't seen when Neville had arrived last year, but it couldn't be too late from when they were now.
"You okay with finding a compartment Harry?" Chelsea asked in a voice that wasn't hers. Harry had almost forgotten that when she used her Imperial Arms it also changed her voice as well as her appearance.
"Yeah I'm fine," Harry told her. "I'm going to see if my friend is in one of them, and if not there are still plenty of empty one's for me to grab."
"Alrighty then," Chelsea said as she went to go step off the train. "Just stay safe this year okay."
"Don't worry I will," Harry reassured her.
Chelsea knew that even with Esdeath and Ran at the school, it didn't guarantee that safety all of the time. And while she knew Harry would never go looking for trouble willingly, trouble might just seek him out.