Harry sighed and entered the great hall. the great hall looked like it always did. floating candles, enchanted ceiling, teachers sitting at the table along the front of the fall, four long tables for each house...

everyone sat at their correct houses and looked up to Dumbledore, who was chatting happily to Jiraiya, who was on his right. Harry raised his eyebrows as his eyes fell on the person on Dumbledore's left. it was a beautiful, young blonde woman... but there was something that stopped Harry looking at her face.

"Blimey! look at them melons!" gaped Ron. apparently, Ron's eyes were looking at exactly what Harry's were. the beautiful blonde woman had quite a chest. Harry had never seen a woman so beautiful... but then again, this woman had the air of a very very powerful woman... but who wouldn't be strong if they had to be able to walk around and not fall over forwards with those things!

"those have to have been magiced... they just have to been..." came Hermione's voice. she too was staring at the blond woman's breasts.

"magic boobs! hell yeah!" grinned Ron, his face a little pink.

Dumbledore stood and raised his hands, silence was immediate. all the second-years and up had filed into the hall and were now seated at their tables. Dumbledore sat back down and the large doors opened. revealing McGonagall and a group of terrified first-years.

the sorting finished in around half an hour. all the kids had been sorted and the sorting hat had been put away when Dumbledore stood again, raising his hands for silence.

"as some of you may have noticed, we have a few new faces..." he started, his voice calm, soothing, but being heard clearly all around the hall. there were a few murmurs from around the hall, but when Dumbledore raised his hands a little more, there was silence again.

"i have two guests of honor today, some exchange students and a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Dumbledore beamed, lowering his hands, knowing he had everyone's attention.

"this-" Dumbledore raised his right hand, Jiraiya standing up, Dumbledore placing a hand on Jiraiya's shoulder. "--is my good friend Jiraiya-san. he has come quite far just to be with us. and this is--" dumbledore raised his left hand, the blonde woman with the nice chest standing up, Dumbledore taking her hand like a gentleman. "--is Tsunade-hime. another good friend. she also has come from afar to be with us." Dumbledore said, beaming to everyone. "they are very very powerful and famous people, i am sure you will be very nice and hospitable to them."

Tsunade smiled at all the young faces that looked back at her, not caring that most of them weren't staring at her face. Jiraiya looked around at all the young ladies, his brain clicking and he smiled at all the ladies, of whom giggled and blushed.

Tsunade leaned over and whispered in Dumbledore's ear. "naa Dumbledore... Jiraiya's a pervert... and Hogwarts is filled with underage and some of-age girls... i don't think Jiraiya and hogwarts are a very good pair..." she said concernedly into the Professors' ear.

Dumbledore chuckled as he heard Jiraiya sneeze. "there is nothing to worry about, my dear." Dumbldore whispered back to Tsunade. "i'll be keeping an eye on him. and maybe you should too."

Tsunade nodded.

"by the way, where's Tonton?" questioned the headmaster, looking around.

"oh, he's off exploring." grinned Tsunade.

Dumbledore grinned and looked back at the school before him and let Tsunade and Jiraiya sit down, Dumbledore still standing.

"well, you're all anxious to see who i have for you this year, i suspect?" beamed Dumbledore.

there was instant cheering.

Dumbledore grinned and raised his hands, the cheering being silenced immediately.

"this year, i have--" a man with silver hair and a bandage over one eye and a dark mask over most of his face who was sitting on Jiraiya's other side stood up. "--Kakashi Hatake. not very well known around here, but he is a legend in asia. i hope you will all learn something valuable from him. he has a lot to teach us all. including me." Dumbledore chuckled to himself, his eyes sparkeling as Kakashi sat back down and he observed the students below him.

Kakashi looked around at the kids, one elbow on the table, resting his chin against his hand. rather bored. his hand automatically went to his pocket and brought out a orange japanese book, glancing at Jiraiya, who beamed happily.

McGonagall, of whom was siting beside Kakashi gasped loudly at spotting the book, all attention now on her. "how dare you take that book out in public!" she gasped in hushed tones.

Kakashi shrugged. "it's not like any of these kids can understand japanese." Kakashi said in bored tones, not looking at McGonagall.

McGonnagal positively shrieked in horror as she saw an illustration on one of the pages Kakashi was flicking through. "HAND THAT DISGUSTING BOOK OVER!" she roared, launching herself at the book.

Kakashi seemed to flicker from view, then he was now standing on the back of the chair he was sitting on previously, continuing to flick through the pages, not seeming to have noticed that McGonagall was sprawled out on the table where Kakashi had been reading seconds before.

"Minerva! Kakashi!"

the two of them looked over at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sighed, outstretching a hand to Kakashi, taking the book from him, bookmarking the page and placing it in his robes. McGonagall gave Kakashi a dirty look, stood up, straitened her robes and sat back down. kakashi sighed heavily and sat back down gracefully.

"... anyway" chimed Dumbledore, turning to the school, quite a few students snickering at McGonagall's sudden burst of outrage, Dumbledore beaming as though nothing happened. "we still have three more introductions to go until we can eat, so i am sure you all want me to get on with it." grinned Dumbledore. "well, mr Filch, if you please." said Dumbledore to mr Filch who pulled the large doors of the hall open.

Harry squinted at the open double doors and frowned. no one was there...

BAM

or was there...?

((TBC))