Disclaimer: the only one for this story. I don't own Bleach or Harry Potter.
Warnings: Cross Dressing! Harry. Non-graffic Yaoi and Yuri. Mainly Fluff / Vampire! Harry, Draco and Ulquiorra, Werewolf! Toushiro, Twins!Werepanther!Ichigo and Hollow Ichigo, Demon (Cat)! Byakuya, Witch! Soi Fon.
Pairings:
Bleach: Chad x Rukia, Renji x Anyu (O.C.), Orihime x Ulquiorra, Ichimaru (Hollow Ichigo) {I call Gin Ichimaru, Gin} x Keta (O.C.) x Ichigo, Toushiro x Rangiku, Souske x Hannavera (O.C.), Gin x Anathema (O.C.)... other minor ones.
Harry Potter: Harry x Voldemort, Ginny x Theodore Nott, Draco x Blaise, George x Fred, Luna x Neville, Remus x Sirius, an open relationship of Lucius x Severus & Narcissa x Lucius.
So everyone review for me! I need it! I've been sick! So you need to cheer me up! Or I won't keep working on this.
Love, Keta-chan.
Key: Parseltongue
Two people (usually Keta and Ulquiorra/ or George and Fred) talking together.
Chapter 3: Cruel Children
Yes, we are
We're cutting close as you stare at the scenery
Truth, we write
Always colorful, cutting and cold.
Yes, we lie
And we see eye to eye through you stand at the feet of me
And so, tonight... means goodbye as the story was told
-Alice, Alice (Victim Effect)
Harry's POV
"Harry, who is that woman you were talking to at the feast?" Hermione asks.
"Yeah, Draco," Blaise interjects.
We offer each other sly smiles before we say simply, "Ketakoshka Castlionia, our godmother."
In my head I count down from three and simultaneously many, many things happen. Hermione drops the book she's holding, Ron starts to choke on a piece of candy, Blaise and Theodore knock over their chess set, Pansy, Daphne and Astoria drop their hairbrushes on Ginny's head, Luna smiles softly, Fred and George drop the muggle firecracker they're modifying, and Neville falls out of his chair.
"Y-your godmother," Ron finally manages to stammer out. "That hot chick is your godmother."
"Yeah," I answer simply. "And don't call her 'the hot chick'. She's a lot older than us."
"She's a vampire. Right, Harry?"
"Yeah, Luna. How'd you guess?"
"I saw her fangs, and her eyes turned red. It was pretty obvious. Her friends aren't human either. The nargles told me that."
"Well, the nargles are probably correct. It wouldn't make sense for her to spend so much time with humans," Draco says, leaning back in the chair by the fireplace. "She practically can't stand anyone who is."
"Well on the subject of humans," Theodore pipes up, and I know where this conversation's heading. "Is she the one?"
"Yes, Theo," Draco sighs. "Keta's the one that turned us into vampires. Or well… will be turning into vampires."
"Don't sound so put out, Dragon. We should be thankful and happy for next few months we have as mostly humans. Personally I can't wait until the new year. Then there'll be no reason for me to put up with being away from Tom for so long."
"You just want your own room."
We all laugh at Ron's comment. "Perhaps…" I sing-song back. "That I'll share with Tom." My hand unconsciously reaches up to touch the scar that linked the two of us together, and I smile.
Third Person POV
Later on in the day, Gryffindor and Slytherin have class with Umbridge. Wisely, Harry's kept his mouth shut, even when she said something derogatory about vampires. If it weren't for the death grip Draco and he have on each other, they'd be at her throat in an instant. On their opposite sides, Blaise has Harry's leg and Ron has Draco's.
But the expressions on their faces are enough to tell Umbridge that they hate her and her comments.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, stop scowling this instant or you'll be serving detention tonight."
"Yes, Professor," Draco drops his gaze, but Harry continues to scowl at her.
"Mr. Potter, this is you last warning!"
"Harry, stop," Ron pleads as he stands up.
"Give me one good reason, Umbridge. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't curse you into oblivion."
"Because, you will be expelled. Detention for threatening a teacher!"
He smirks. "I won't come to it. You're not my teacher anymore. Keta told me about her special class. After today, Draco and I won't be coming to yours anymore. Ron, Blaise, Ginny, Theodore, Fred, George, Hermione, Luna and Neville have been invited as well." At the mention of the woman, she turns green. "Oh, so you've already talked to our godmother."
"Yes, she has." The door creaks open to reveal said woman and a little black creature that looks like a demon.
"May I bite the fat lady?" it asks.
"No, Matryoshka. You are to be a good boy."
"And that's not a good thing?" his voice displays childish innocence.
"No, it's not. That would be bad."
"But I'm a demon. I'm supposed to be bad."
"Tell that to Byakuya. He's too much of a goody-two-shoes." He giggles loudly, reaching up to grasp at the hem of her knee length dress.
"Okay, mistress. I tell!" His evil grin broadens, displaying two rows of shark-like teeth. "Then can I bite the fat lady who distresses mistress's godsons?"
"No, Matryoshka! Apologize to the toad!" Keta's grin grows as well, showing sharp fangs that prick at her lip. "And the toad needs to apologize herself."
"For what?!"
"Your earlier comment on vampires. Trust me, we don't appreciate it." To the children, she smiles sweetly and says, "I expect you and your friends to be at the entrance to the Forbidden Forest directly after supper tomorrow."
The little demon's black wings branch out and he whispers to the toad, "Matryoshka will be watching you. So watch out."
On the subject of Matryoshka. If I do continue, he will be a regular character in this story. He's Keta and Ulquiorra's pet. And he's a very, very evil, yet cute, demon who likes to bite people, especially Nnoitora.