Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter. Not even in my dreams sadly.

A/N: So yeah I've finished this chapter after two turbulent month with a visit to a hospital and then stressful two weeks trying to catch up to what happened in the lectures while I was gone. But yeah, as it was my Birthday yesterday I decided to write the last words and then update as a gift to you guys. - Ray

Inside Headmistress office, Banquest –

„Well hello there. I am Albus Dumbledore from Hogwarts. How do you do?"

"How do you do? I am the headmistress of Banquest. I have heard a lot about you. Not all was good. What brings you to me?" Dumbledore and the headmistress sat down in the chair by the desk. He twinkled with his eyes and put his grandfatherly smile on. This smile always managed to annoy or to creep them out or to just put people at ease. But not anymore to everyone, one Harry James Potter, Bo-Who-Lived had manged to withstand his façade and left him without a trace. Now he was left with people fearing, fearing the dark lord and fearing that Potter has gone dark too. But that could not be the case, because his spies would have mentioned something to him.

"Madame, I also have heard a lot about you, as well as this school. The wizarding world is at war or just before a war. Most of the good wizards and witches don't know how to fight or how to defend themselves from evil. As I have learned your school has the highest rate of students who become mercenaries or assassins. I would like to pay your school a reasonable amount for some of your best students, who would have to teach some groups the basic of defending and attacking as well as to fight alongside our people. Also I would like your school to not side with Voldemort." With that in the open he sipped his tea while she looked him up. She knew he wanted her people to be canon fire targets and his people to be safe. But they could use the money and it would be a great workout and trial for her students. It also was an opportunity for this prince Cassian of Lythem to prove that he could be the leader he needed to be. She knew there were differences between him and Dumbledore, but it was a challenge he had to take on. Would it be wise to send Dumbledore to Cassian to talk about the specifics? He was the leader of the students and so it was his job to fight for the best rights and privileges in a deal. She took a paper out and wrote a memo on it and send it off, then she took another paper and gave it Dumbledore.

"This paper tells you where you have to go. I as the headmistress can only take on the job, the specifics will be cleared with the leader of the students. That means he is the strongest in this school and no one crosses his way. I also send a memo to that student, he will meet you there. And please keep your hands on you, your head down, don't start a fight because you think it is not in wizarding law. We are in the Other Realm and so the laws of the Other Realms senat is in tact. If you meet someone you may know, don't aks them to come back they would never fit into your school again."

-A few moments earlier –

Cassian was walking to his rooms when he had a sudden chill creeping its way over his back. That moment he knew this day would be one of his worst to come. As he reached the house by the lake/river, where his rooms were, a memo came flying towards him. He catched it and opened it to read.

'Cassian,

meet the new client in the strategy room. Negotiate the payment and what you students have to do. Get the best deal and be at your best behaviour!

Headmistress'

Always, he could swear it, always when you almost reached your destination you had to go all the way back because something new came to light. Well in this case a new job offer, the headmistress already agreed to. What if the school body didn't want this job? Okay, the school propably wanted something to do, but he didn't. He just wanted his quiet to study and finish school so that he could finish all the things he still had to do in the wizarding world and then to leave them and start his life as a prince. Having a real life with true friends, a family and a few adventures was his new goal. Nothing would stop him accomplishing it all.

The strategy room was still empty so Cassian took the seat behind the big desk with maps and papers laying on top of it and enjoying the warmth coming from the fire behind him. It was his first time in this room as there was never a reason to come here even as the alpha of this school he could use this room as his study. But then he wouldn't be able to interact with his friends as freely as he was now. His friends would have to knock everytime and that would be annoying as hell seeing it thatt they came and left whenever they wanted. Thinking about his friends having to knock, did this contractor had to knock? Did he have to open the door or would it be enough to say enter? There was a manual for this room, he knew, he rummaged through the desks drawers and found the piece of paper. Having nothing else to do while he waited he read it.

As it was he opened the door when it knocked to just close it again. Never would he survive this meeting. The headmistress had to joke, was he supposed to kill Dumbledore? But Cassian knew he looked different. Still he had his green green eyes, but everything else was different. His movement, his style of talking. His vocabulary also was different now. Then there was this aura of superiority his friends had told him once about. He opened the door again, there he stood, his nightmare, his tormentor, the one responsible for everything bad that had happened to him. Standing there in his grotesque way of clothing and his grandfatherly smile.

"Now, Ii don't know about the rules in this school but I don't think it is normal to close a door just after opening it.", he said reprimanding Cassian.

"Sir, I just was shocked by your robes and thought you were a crazy werewolf trying to attack me as the alpha of this school." Cassian lied and gestured Dumbledore to enter. He then closed the door again and sat at his desk. -When did it get his desk?- Dumbledore still stood there where the door was.

"Sir, please have a seat and if you'd like some tea. I don't bite people without a good reason. They normally have done something bad when I bite.", he tried to joke and loosen up on his hatred towards that man. Dumbledore looked at Cassian and after he saw what he was looking for he sat down in front of Cassian.

"So starting off. I am Cassian ... Lythem the head student of the school since winter, that beeing the longest time someone being head student. As I have read you are here to discuss with me the details pertaining the contract."

"Nice to meet you Mister Lythem." Cassian interrups him "Actually it is prince Lythem as I am the prince of the dark elfs." Dumbledore continues "Then it is my pleasure to meet you prince Lythem. I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts and with many more political titles."

"Yes, I have heard of you. I have some friends who went to your school before joining our school. It wasn't all good."

"It seems that the bad things reach your ears here more than mine. But yes there are some bad choices I had made. As I am also only a person and no god."

"Yes, no one is always good and thus no one has the right to play god. But I guess you already know that. Now what will be our mission? I only now that we have a deal with you."

Dumbledore explained to him what his reasons were to ask the students of Banquest for help, then they had a heated discussion about the specifics. It was clear that Cassian wouldn't put his friends in the front line just to be killed. No he and a small team, his friends, would be the strategy team. They would meet Dumbledore regularly and also his club members who would play an active role. Cassian would chose the students with the best ability to teach to get some defending skills into this order of the phoenix as well as some attacking skills. That all meant he would be found out someday sooner than he had thought. There were bound to be people who would recognise him, not at first glance but after some time in close proximity. The students involved in this deal would all be paid, they would all get a free holiday when they were finished in a city of their choice. There would be also food and a place to sleep when they were on missions taking longer than a day.

The discussion went on for hours but somehow they had finished talking before the day was over. Okay it was already almost midnight but it was sooner than Dumbledore had thought. He also wondered about the boy. This student was dangerous, that he had felt the first moment he had been standing in the same room as him. The aura, the magic and the way this boy, no young man, moved and talked all implied that he was dangerous, not only dangerous but extremely dangerous. The goosebumps on his arms were proof of the scary moments they had, at the beginning and when he had asked about how he came to be in this school. The only reply he had gotten was a killing stare telling him not to ask again or else something bad would happen. Albus wasn't sure if it was normal for a Dark Elf to be this scary or cold. Those cold dark green eyes were fascinating, scary and a bit misterious.

Albus was walking towards the apparating spot the headmistress had shown him on a map before he left to meet the student. This night would take longer. He needed to make arrangements, to write letters and to floo some people. First he needed to talk to Snape and ask him if he had found some new informations pertaining a certain boy-who-lived. Then he would ask him to make a shedule for the trusted people from the order, people like Mad-eye Moody or the Weasleys. Then he would need to send out those letters to some wizards who were currently living outside of Britain.

Being so lost in thought Dumbledore never felt the watching eyes of five students, to be precise the eyes of Cassians friends. Cassian had sent them a message that he would be busy in a meeting with some person who got a job offer for them. That got their attention and they had waited the whole time near the office. Now when they had seen the two leaving the room they had also seen the secret sign to follow the old man. As they had followed him to the spot they had heard him muttering about arranging this and writing that and a name, was it Snape? Yes. Then the old man stopped just in front of the spot.

"Merlin, it can't be? Oh my, I have to tell Severus!" and with that the old man stepped onto the marked spot, a celtic circle, and apparated away.

-Dumbledore's office, Hogwarts -

"Severus, Severus!" Albus urged through the floo. He couldn't wait to tell Snape everything he had found out but Snape somehow didn't share his enthusiasm.

"Headmaster, what urgent business could you have with me at this late hour on a wee day?", asked a grumpy Snape, he had been brewing a potion he wanted to give to Draco. That potion should help him not needing to drink blood as often as he had to at this moment.

"Severus, I need to talk to you. It is really important and is connected to your job."

"Then I'll be right there, let me put a stasis on my potions." A few minutes after that he stepped out of the fire.

"Now, what got you so exited headmaster?"

"Severus, I think I have found out where our Harry Potter is. I have a hunch that he went to the school of banquest under a false name. I have felt his magic while I have just visited the headmistress."

"So the golden boy has run off to a brutal and barbaric school to get himself killed? Or is he gone there to get some real training? I wonder which it'll be."

"Oh I think he is just a bit rebellious and has come to the conclusion over the month that that school is far to dangerous for him. You know I have met with the ruling student of that school. And I have to be honest, I was scared like a little rabbit. I'll probably remember those cold dark green eyes forever. You'll meet him sometime, too. As I want you to arrange a schedule for the staff and the trusted order members to be trained by the best of them." Snape almost had an heart attack. He had thought that Dumbledore knew that Harry was Cassian, but after he had described what he thought about Harry and what he thought about Cassian, he was reassured that Dumbledore would not suspect Cassian for the next few meetings.

"Surely you don't expect the adults to be taught by children?" he asked with his trade mark sneer. For which he got the grandfatherly smile that wanted to say to rethink the question and the person you asked.

"Well, if it is what you want me to do I'll do it. Do I still have to look for informations on Potter?" this way he could have some workload off his shoulders.

"No Severus. As I have found him and know that he isn't there because of Voldemort I assume you can quit looking for him."

As Dumbledore finished his speech Severus Snape left the office with his billowing robes to go to his dungeons to brood over things while finishing the potion for Draco. And Dumbledore went to his desk to write those much needed letters. He never saw the shaking of the old headmasters in their pictures and how one of them left his office to seek help for the innocents, well almost innocents.

A/N: So what do you think? Did you like it. I need reviews, I love reviews and maybe I need a cookie with a glass of milk.

I also have a question to you. Does anybody of you read or write Harry Potter - One Piece crossovers?

Next chapter will be given to Draco, yay Draco, poor Draco, I didn't really include you this time.

- Ray