Disclaimer: The owning of Death Note illegally will land me in jail. I think that practically explained all.
A/N: What on earth happened to Ryuk? As most of you all asked. Under that condition, he would have scampered out of Raito's house or would hide in somewhere else. But that still didn't answer the question. You will just have to wait for the whole plot to unfold. Hopefully, you will see Ryuk poking here and there as the story goes on.
My story isn't perfect and that's one point I did like you all to know. I have been wanting to get a beta-ed but haven't found one yet. Perhaps, Faible, would you like to be one? Also on the good grasp of characters part…I'm not too sure about that. I sometimes find my L quite foolish at some point and Raito silly on the other. I'm new to DN so I won't be shy to state that I have not fully understood them yet. But for the HP characters, I'm a bit okay with them.
And yes, I'm addicted to Danny Phantom too. For all I know, L will be the first to burn that letter first. And as some of you had patiently waited. Here's the third chapter in this story. Hope you all enjoy and flourish me with reviews. Flames and Constructive critics are welcomed. However, I know that I will have preferred critics instead of flames. But whatever is fine as long as you provided a subtle reason as of why you flame me.
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-Chapter 3-
A Whole New World
The long journey to England was uncomfortable to both of the teens to say the least. Ryuuzaki's teammates were worried sick about him and Watari nearly cried since this was the first time that his young master went off without him tagging along. But Ryuuzaki had told them that he would come back to them every now and then to check on their investigations process and even told them to send him an owl for reports. He had also taken the time to warn them on his sudden leave as to not aroused any suspicions.
Raito on the other hand wasn't an easy person to let off with. His family was proud to have their son studying overboard but Raito wasn't happy about it. Sure, conquering a whole new world would be great but he wasn't that stupid to let the world he was born in free of now. The crime rate here was still fluctuating slowly and the latter aimed to make it to come to a complete stop. If things ever got out of hand, he would be the first to know. He MUST be the first to know.
That was why he had Misa for back up. He had tricked the foolish girl into sending him pictures and news about any new criminals to him via posts. The owls will pick them up in the post office without her knowing and quickly send them back to him. No one will ever know of the fact that Kira had left Japan and was in somewhere else at the moment. In return for her work, she was given new and clear pictures of him much to his dismay and annoyance. The blonde was annoying but to get his plans upright. He needed her help.
When Raito finally arrived, an irritating sight greeted him. As what he had thought earlier, he wondered to himself, how was he going to spot any people in this crowd? The vulnerable headmaster had said that the man who was coming to fetch him wasn't hard to spot. But as for now, the poor lad was having a hard time to even look at his shoes, as they were completely hidden form his view.
Little did he know that his archrival was currently being fetched by the headmaster himself and on the way to their destination. Then something or someone caught his eye and Raito couldn't help his eyes widening in surprise. A giant of a man was standing outside the airport and waving at him. WAVING at him. Rubbing his eyes to see if it was just a dream or not, he gaped as the giant's hand gestured him to come here. Knowing that he was probably just hallucinating from the long flight, Raito remained rooted to the spot, paying the giant no heed. No one seemed to notice him as the giant squeezed his way through the crowd onto Raito's spot.
"Blimey! Muggle transport thes' days. Never knew that yeh will be nearly crushed by them." The giant half-muttered as he reached Raito, brushing his thick manes. "Budge up, yeh lazy bum. We got a lot to do."
Raito continued to stare. He couldn't believe his eyes. This giant in front of him was huge to say the least. And it was strange that no one seemed to notice it. No one stared and pointed at him. No one surrounded him or even whispered among the crowds wondering what this person was or who this person was.
"Yeh must be Rait-sumtin'."
Staring.
"Bah! Cut it wif yer starin', will yeh? Yer makin' an old man blush."
More staring.
"If yer gonna be wif yer starin' all day. We might o' course, spend ter night in ter open." The giant said again, folding his arms in an offended manner.
Raito was immediately shaken out of his thoughts as he looked at the giant once more. The words of comments were forming inside his mind while he looked away. His face reddened at his lack of manners. Who could blame him? The poor boy wasn't exposed much to the magical world yet. He might have fainted if he ever saw a werewolf. Talk Lupin out of that. He might as well get used to this because the boy had a feeling that he would be seeing more of this giant from now on.
"Who are you?" he forced the words out of his mouth as he continued to stare at the giant.
"True, I haven't introduce me self yet, ter name's Rubeus Hagrid, Keepers of Keys and Grounds in Hogwarts." Hagrid said, beaming as he drew himself out. "Dumbledore told meh to wait fer yeh rite here. Never knew that I'll be stuck in muggle's transport fer years, if yeh get what I mean." He winked.
Raito chuckled weakly. "I see…did Dumbledore said anything about me?"
"Nah. Only told meh to pick yer up and buy yer supplies. That shows how much the professor trust meh. Blimey, must have been the second time which he asked meh to do this. First it was Harry and now yeh. Got a load of dumb luck, eh?"
"Harry?"
"Gallopin' Gargoyles! Yeh don' know Harry Potter? Why…he's a legend. Boy who lived as what they said."
Raito shook his head, unable to register this Harry Potter person in his head. He was hoping that Hagrid would tell him more of this person but instead, the giant scoffed impatiently. "Muggles. Never knew what they have been feeding their children."
Raito narrowed his eyes. "What are muggles?"
"Non-magical folks. Sharp eyes fer everything."
His mouth gave a slight 'o' shape before commencing his walk behind the giant.
"An' now, best be on our way. Don' wanna keep the birds' waitin'." He snorted, beckoning the teen to follow him.
Hagrid led the boy through the crowded streets of London. Since he was such a huge fellow, Raito had no problem catching up to him. The giant didn't seem to notice that he had excellent skills of parting any sorts of crowds. Though Raito was intimidated by the giant's size, he couldn't help to have a feeling of secure towards the giant. Raito let his eyes wandered around the street and couldn't help but to wonder that the people here weren't nothing out of the ordinary.
It was true that Raito was being overreacting towards these magical stuffs but somehow; he still couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watch. His only trustable pet, Ryuk was nowhere to be found. That worried him since it was the first time that Ryuk was separated from him. Under any sorts of situations, the annoying death god would always stay by his side, giving him snide remarks about anything that happened to cross his path.
Oh great… Raito thought grimly. He was being stupid and worrying over an invisible being to other but not to him. Ryuk would be able to take care of himself as much as Raito could do it. But he couldn't help but wonder, how was the death god going to survive without any apples for a day.
Still unable to shake the nasty feelings of being watched away, Raito took out his cell phone and tried to peek in to see who was following him. Instead, there was no one. The crowd covered everyone in view. The genius scowled miserably. Chuckling mildly at his thought, Raito followed the giant, turning around at a corner and missing a scene in which an old woman screamed loudly.
Crowds surrounded her asking her what happened and what was wrong? The woman trembled as she sputtered out that an apple was floating on its own. The crowds narrowed their eyes lamely before continuing their work, ignoring the loud cries of protests the woman gave them.
After at least one hour of a walk, Hagrid came to a complete stop. "This is it!" He beamed. "Welcome to Leaky Cauldron. Don' mind the shabbiness of this old place. It's one of a kind and it's famous!" He added firmly.
It was a tiny and shabby-looking pub in Raito's point of view. He snorted expectantly, laughing coolly on how a small cramp place like this could ever be famous. Glaring at the untidiness of the entrance, the boy was quickly steered inside as th door behind them closed with a loud bang.
The occupants of the inn looked up tiredly, slightly annoyed at the loud noise. But they brightened up when they saw it was the giant. "Morning, Hagrid! Would you like a cup to drink?" The innkeeper smiled warmingly. His eyes were then adverted to the quiet boy behind the giant. "And this is?"
"Yagami Raito. New student of Hogwarts. Peculiar fellow. Don' even wanna know what is behind tha' thick brain o' his." Hagrid said, kindly rejecting the offer.
Raito found himself glaring at the giant for the next ten minutes. "Excuse me, but I think I'm capable of introducing me myself." He exclaimed rudely, trying to push the giant out of the way.
Hagrid blushed at the remark and smiled apologetically. "Sorry Rait-sumtin. Me and me lack of manners." The innkeeper laughed.
Raito took this time to ask, "What is this place? And my name is Raito." He added with a hiss.
"This is the Leaky Cauldron, you could say that it's a small pub or an inn. I'm the barman as well as the innkeeper. You can call me Tom."
"Now tha' introductions are over. Why don' yeh show Rait-sumtin. Oops. My fault'. Raito here his room. He'll be stayin' here until ter term starts." Hagrid said, turning over to Raito and then to Tom again. "I'll be out there fer a' while doing some…err…Hogwarts business."
Tom nodded firmly. "As the usual, aren't you? Say hi to Dumbledore for me. It's been ages since he dropped by for my cuisine."
"Sure can do, Tom!"
After some reassurance, Raito was directed to his room in which he sighed on how tiring that the wizarding world could be. Grabbing his Death Note out of his trunk, he ran his fingers across the cover of the note and stifled a small laugh. After all, all his patience will pay off hopefully in the end.
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Hagrid had taken the time to explain to Raito on how the wizarding money works. And how the bank was ran by a number of goblins. Raito was surprised to learn of the discovery.
"Goblins?" he spoke out loud in surprise.
"Nasty creatures they're. But they keep ter bank safe – 'cept Hogwarts cos' there's no more safer place than Hogwarts." He nodded firmly, staring at Raito suspiciously. "Don' try 'nd even think o' breakin' in cos' tha' will get yeh nowhere."
Raito could only smirk and nodded knowingly. "Mad to even try and steal it huh? We'll see about that…" He whispered softly, soft enough only for him to hear.
"What did yeh say?"
"Nothing. I was just wondering how are we going to buy all this stuffs?" He freakishly piped up, twirling the fork in his hand as he did so. The softhearted giant beamed happily and puffed out his chest.
"I'll show yeh," Hagrid said. "But only after yeh finish yer lunch first. Shoppin' takes time."
Nodding into his meal, the orange-haired genius grinned. This was getting more exciting that he thought.
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CRACK!
A woman appeared on the corner of almost deserted street. Her sudden appearance startled many including a small young child who screamed and immediately ran into her house, slamming the door behind her. The way she dressed was absolutely unwelcome in that place but she paid no heed to it. The woman was trembling hard. Looking around to see if anyone was following her, she quickly commenced her walk into a small and old-looking shop at the end of the wide street.
Turning around once more, the woman slowly pushed the door opened and slithered into the shop without knowing that she was being followed.
"Never knew she had it in her." A man said softly, completely hidden from view. "First she appeared in Knocturn Alley and now she's here."
"Shut up, Scott. We're not here to entertain ourselves. Have you forgotten about the Lord's order?"
"I heard. I heard. Merlin! That sniveling piece of junk just can't stop talking could she?"
Then they went completely silent. Two pairs of eyes watching the shop intently, if there was any movement, they'll strike, just like what they had always been told to do.
Inside the small shop, the woman immediately flung her hat onto the battered couch before collapsing into one on her own. She didn't wait for her counterpart to actually offered her a seat. To her, as long as he knew her long enough, it was already fine. Manners could be set-aside at a time like this.
"This will be the last time I'm doing something like this for you. There's no way I'm returning back." She shuddered.
Her counterpart remained quiet.
Fixing the man across the room a stern and terrified look, she continued on. "Owls everywhere, searching for information on me. The Lord's even on to me. If he ever to found out I was betraying him, my neck won't be saved."
She was awarded with more silence.
"The information had been sealed so there won't be anymore wizards or witches getting hot on your trail. Mind you, the Dark Lord long enough has questioned me long enough. And still, I didn't let out anything. You should be thankful."
More Silence…
"Well, aren't you that quiet! I thought not to be able to help you like this! But no- even reprimanding myself was of that difficult; I won't be staying here on with your staring! Couldn't you just speak at least one word?" She shouted crossly, folding her arms.
The man suddenly stood up before ripping his cloak from his body. The witch stumbled backwards as she took in the person in front of her. Quickly, she slouched down to her knees and cried for mercy.
"My Lord! It was one of his tricks. Please! I do not know much of this." She pleaded heartily, bowing down every now and then.
The door to the shop burst opened and two Death Eaters rushed in, bowing slightly to their Dark Lord in victory.
"It seemed like we caught the traitor at last." Said Scott, grinning.
"Scott! Linda! My dear fellows! I have been trick by that fellow! Please ask the lord to spare my life! I beg of you!" She pleaded in a terrified manner.
Edging close to the laughing Death Eater, she grabbed his legs and begged loudly, crying in agony. But the heartless follower showed no expressions. Instead, he kicked her and send her flying to the Lord's side.
"SILENCE!" Voldermort snarled. "Trox Mundungus. I do not need to listen to any more of your pleadings." He hissed angrily. "Scott! Dispose of this rubbish immediately!"
"No! Please, my lord! NO! Black! Help me!"
With a final scream and a flash of green light, the betrayer fell to the ground with a loud plop. Staring at the lifeless body unpleasantly, Voldermort gestured to his pet. "Nagini…Your dinner is served…" he muttered darkly.
With a gentle hiss, the snake slithered over to her gift and began her meal. The two followers stared in disgust. The pale and thin man turned to face his two loyal followers.
"Have anyone of you found Kira yet?" he said, seating himself onto the couch andpnated heavily. He had used up his strength in the journey of getting here from the Riddle's Mansion.
Scott shook his head slowly.
"Answer me!" He hollered, clutching his chest in pain.
"My lord! Are you not feeling well?" Linda rushed over to Voldermort, proceeding to wipe his forehead with her handkerchief. She was immediately swatted away by him as she stumbled back with a loud yelp.
"Don't touch me! You fool! Useless beings!" he shrieked.
"But Master! We have searched everywhere! The Muggle's Police Force could do only little to find him! This Kira is well hidden among in the dark. It will not be absud to say that he is of non-existent!"
"Are you questioning my orders?" Voldermort thundered.
"No! I don't even dared to! Please give us another chance! We'll find him this time."
"Leave now…" He panted. "Find him or else you all will meet the same fate as her…"
The two Death Eaters nodded and disappeared in a loud CRACK.
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After they finished their lunch, Hagrid bided good day to the barman before leading the genius through the back door and straight into a dead end.
"Hagrid, do you mind me saying this?" Raito asked, his eyes staring at the wall sharply.
"Yea?" Hagrid answered, his beetle-black eyes looking around the area for something. "Raito, yeh seen me umbrella?"
Raito merely shrugged. "The entrance is that way. And this is a dead end." He pointed out smugly, hoping that the giant would at least asked him to turn back. After all, the garbage rotten smell was getting to his nose. And being a tidy and neat freak, the boy hated rubbish and did rather die than stayed one second longer in a pigsty.
It was a good thing that the room he was staying in was clean enough or else he would have to call lawsuit and shut this place down. Hagrid meanwhile was counting bricks on the wall to Raito's dismay. The giant took his umbrella and tapped the wall three times.
"Hagrid! Are you done playing? Cause if not, I'm going back!" he shouted furiously. This guy was getting onto is temper. But Raito immediately shut up as the middle brick wriggled and quivered at the tap and a small hoe appeared. The whole brick wall became lesser and lesser, providing a pathway in which was big enough for the two to walk through and straight into a busier street.
"Welcome Raito," said Hagrid. "To Diagon Alley!"
The boy felt his jaws dropped.
Dozens and dozens of shops lined into two neat rows on the street as people bustled here and here, screaming and yelling at the top of their lungs. Children could be seen staring and watching stuffs in interest, pointing here and there in amazement. Hagrid asked Ratio to stay closed to him so he wouldn't get lost in the crowd. Speechless, the boy could only nodded in respond.
They walked across the busy street in awe. Shops ranging from Madam Malkin's Robes for any occasions to Eyelop's Owl Emporium and Cauldron's shops caught his eyes. They came to a stop outside a tall white building.
"This is Gringotts, the Wizard Bank. I just got yer money earlier so that should last yeh fer this term." He stated meekly.
"Money? For all I know, I don't have any money especially wizard money." Raito said in a surprised manner.
"Remember the boarding school ticket? Your parents gave a handful to Professor Dumbledore and I just exchanged it just now so tha' will last long 'nough." He said, throwing a brown pouch to Raito.
Raito opened the pouch and was amazed to find lots of gold and silvers simmering in the pouch.
"Like what I told yeh earlier. Gold ones are Galleons. Seventeen silver Sickles made one Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle. Simple 'nough." Raito nodded.
"So…where should we go now?"
"Buy yer cauldrons first. Yeh need 'em for potions. Come on."
They stopped by at the Cauldron shop and bought a nicely sized pewter cauldron and a set of scales for weighing potion ingredients. They then went to the bookstore called Flourish and Bott's to buy Raito's school books. The list had told him that he needed every book from the first year to the sixth year since he needed a lot to learn to catch up to. Placing them onto the trolley, Raito had even fancied himself to buy "Curses and Dark-Arts" but the giant wouldn't let him.
If only Hagrid understand the fact that that book would have helped him a lot in killing off criminals. He wouldn't have to depend on the Death Note all the time.
"It's my money, not yours. I can buy whatever I want with it." He protested angrily.
"Yeh wouldn't be able to use it too. It's a magic o' higher level. Advance Dark Arts. Yeh'll get into trouble for using it."
Raito shut up because of it.
But after the giant turned his back on him for the store manager had messed up some school books, Raito took the book of his shelf and quickly dumped Five Galleons and fifteen sickles on the counter before cramming the book into his bag. The boy smiled angelically as Hagrid turned around once more with some quills and parchments.
They forced their way out of the bookshop and rest their feet at an ice-cream parlor. The way Hagrid shoved those Dragon Blood Ice-creams down his throat was enough to make it remind him of Ryuuzaki. How do people stand sweets? That was one fact which probably the genius would never figure out.
The giant had even ordered Mushroom Cream Sundae for Raito but he kindly rejected the offer and found the sundae stuffed into Hagrid's once more for further comfort.
"I don't like sweet stuffs."
Speaking of the master detective, Raito smirked softly to himself and wondered what the detective was doing now. Going after the false Kira…perhaps? He chuckled mildly at that thought. It had been one week since he left Japan. He would have to send Misa a letter later.
More people hurried past them, going from shops to shops and like him, buying school supplies for the new term. After the whole ice cream feast, Hagrid paid for the sundaes and stalked off with Raito tagging along behind him to the apothecary's. He leaned towards the counter to get Raito some potion ingredients for potions class while Raito wrinkled up his nose in disgust at that awful smell.
He resulted in waiting outside for Hagrid after that and vowed solemnly that he would never ever step into that shop again. The giant only came out half-an hour later, smelling like rotten cabbages. Raito had insisted on Hagrid taking a bath at the leaky Cauldron before continuing their little shopping trip.
Grinning sheepishly, Hagrid took off dragging Raito to the Robe Shop where Madam Malkin was measuring a student. She flickered her wand here and there, ignoring the loud oofs and ouch which the poor boy emitted. Raito scowled miserably as he watched the boy's face turned from a shade of purple to blue, telling the robe-maker that the school robes were too tight. Some were too short while some were too long.
After at what seemed like eternity, the child finally got his robes and zoomed out of the shop tiredly. And the teen was up next.
"Come on boy! I don't have all day. Too many first years this term." She huffed hastily, dragging the boy onto the footstool. "Up! Up! Get on the stool, boy. Normally I will use the proper way by fitting a robe onto you but that will take a lot of time. So we'll have to do with these."
Raito fidgeted nervously. Something tells him that this won't be good…at all.
"Milkins! Fit some robes for that dear boy over there, will you?" She barked in a stress manner. The whole day of non-stop robe fitting was making her sick.
The second witch nodded and ushered a girl onto the footstool before waving her wand to start.
"Now dear. Stand still and don't move. Needles don't have eyes you know." She warned and Raito mentally gulped.
With that, she flickered once more her wand and a large black cloth warped itself around the boy, unconsciously suffocating him to death. After a couple of needles poking in here and there and a good fifteen minutes, the orange-haired teen finally exited the shop glumly with bruises all over him. He flung the robes onto the trolley miserably before glaring at the giant who was trying his best to stifle a chuckle.
"Seems like Madam Malkins had it goin' tough huh. No point blamin' her. Hogwarts sure got a load of first years this term." He explained, smiling gently. "Now, we got yer robes, equipments, ingredients. What else? Blimey, I almost forgot! Yer wand. Yeh need a wand. An' I got ter best place for it." He beamed heartily, leading the tired teen through the busy street once more.
Both of them soon arrived at a less-crowded place where the next stop of his shopping list was. It was dark and shabby. The genius was reluctant to go in at first and told Hagrid that he didn't need a wand.
"Nonsense! Ollivander's a genius! He sells ter best wands. An' I mean ter best!" he puffed, grinning madly, pushing the door open.
A twinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. Even though he had the word 'disgusted' churning in the pits of his stomach, Raito had no other choice. No wand. No school. It was as simple as that. It was a tiny shop with thousands and thousands of long brownish boxes stacked up behind the counter and loads of books stacked up at the very corners of the shop.
Yawning tiredly, Raito stood himself at the counter while Hagrid took a seat at a chair. Lifitng his fingers, he pressed on the bell once. It had rung but no one came out and greeted them. Frustrated at the owner's behavior, he pressed it again. Still, there was no respond or whatsoever. Getting really mad now, he pressed the bell repeatedly and finally got the respond he wanted.
"I heard you! I heard you! Can't even leave an old man in peace? First there was this loadful of teenagers blasting my shop out of the universe and now all these ringing. I should have thrown away the blasted bell already but no- he had to put it right there…saying that I'm deaf when it comes to screaming and shootings! And the bell will do me some good."
Before he registered what was happening, an old man was standing before them, his wide pale eyes lit the gloom of the shop. The man was frowning angrily. "What is it, boy?" He snapped rudely, unable to take another go with a teenager again.
Raito was about to retort but Hagrid beat him to it. "What happened here, Mr. Ollivander?"
The man's face lit up as he saw Hagrid but it was quickly replaced by a frown. "A boy came in earlier and wrecked havoc in my shop. Hundred tries of wand and that still got him nowhere. Seven Gold Galleons cost me my pet goldfish, my genuine Gilderoy book and my Giovanni edition. He broke three wand rakes and my window! The nerve of him…I'm thinking of retiring from this job already!" he grumbled nastily. "But he finally got it in the end after six hours of trying. Maple and Phoenix Feather. Nine inches. Nice and flexible wand but a peculiar fellow. But never mind him! What is it that you want, Rubeus?"
Hagrid gave out a small nervous laugh. It was his first time seeing the wand maker so worked up like this. "We've got a new student this year. Mr. Yagami will like a wand, sir."
"I hope that it won't go out of hand this time. I have enough troubles already." He said softly. Giving Raito a piercing look.
Scowling, the teen suddenly had the urge to write down this person's name on the Death Note but that will be too risky. Instead, he resolved for a kind smile. But that didn't amuse the wand maker even a bit. "Too much smiling will land you in deep trouble, my boy. There's always a reason behind that smile." Said Mr. Ollivander deeply and Raito's face dropped at the remark. "Well- Now boy, which one is your wand arm?"
Raito held out his right arm lazily as Mr. Ollivander rummaged through his desk for the measuring tape. His stick-like fingers waved his wand and the measuring tape sprung to life. It floated over to the teen's side as it began to measure while the wand maker rummaged through the shelves for wands.
After staring at the measuring tape and taking some boxes and placing them onto the counter, he clapped his hands twice and the measuring tape crumpled into a heap onto the floor. "Now, try this wand. Oak and Dragon Fangs. Twelve Inches." He said, handing the wand to Raito. "Give it a wave."
Raito reluctantly waved the wand and the stack of books came tumbling down one by one. Ollivander snatched the wand back and gave him another one. "Pine and unicorn hair. Thirteen inches and a half."
The same thing happened, the wand snapped into half on itself. After thirteen tries of wand waving, Ollivander sighed. His shop was in a worse shape than before. It looked like a tornado had appeared and ruined everything. Boxes of wands lying here and there, books and parchments scattered around the place. And Mr. Ollivander groaned loudly in dismay. "That's it. If this wand isn't making any good, I'm retiring!"
"Here's the last wand, my boy. Whether I'm retiring or not depends on you now. Ebony and dragon heartstrings. Ten inches. Nice and springy."
Raito gave the wand another lazy wave and red sparks shot out from the tip of the wand. Mr. Ollivander sighed in relief. "That will be seven galleons. I bid you good day."
"I hate this place…" Raito muttered darkly as he exited the shop the way he came in. Hagrid merely shrugged. "No one really likes doing this job. It need more experience. But now yeh got yer wand. Don' yeh feel great?"
"I feel like an undead. My arms stiffed from pushing the trolley around and I'm frigging tired. Just get me back to the inn now please!" Raito all but pleaded.
"We got a last stop then yeh can sleep all yeh want fer all I care. Let's go get yeh an owl."
Ten minutes later, they walked out of the Owl Emporium, carrying a black-colored owl. The shopkeeper had said it was born from a rare species and that he had sold one just like this (it's brother) but a snowy white one to a weird customer an hour ago. After arguing about the price, Raito finally got it for a reasonable price of six galleons.
"I think I'll call you Ryuuga…Strangely enough…you remind me of him." Raito said quietly, stroking the feathers of the owl slowly.
They then returned back straight to the inn for a much needed rest.
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"So Mr. Ryuuzaki. How did you like your day?" A silvery voice asked his counterpart gently.
"It was a nice snowy owl." Ryuuzaki replied bluntly, tilting his head as he studied the owl intently. "And thank you for helping me out of that mess earlier."
"It's not much of a problem. Mr. Ollivander does have a fair share of the wands mind of his own. Now, let's go back to the Burrow, shall we? Molly had prepared a great lunch for your arrival."
"Sure…Professor. Sure. Why don't we go now, Light?" He muttered to the owl softly before standing up, slouching a bit and walked straight to where the fireplace stood.
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This chapter came a bit late. I know. I was supposed to be updating once in a week. Sorry about that. Please review since this chapter was forced out from a writer's block. Is it me or is it that the chapters are getting longer than the usual?