Magical Rackets

Summary: "Not all wizards use wands, some use their magic through other mediums. Swords, brushes, pencils….and in your case, tennis rackets." HPXover

Author's Note

I've decided to continue it because of Harry Draco Malfoy's review. I was all like, "hum….Fuji huh? I'VE GOT IT!" Then the chapter evolved from there.

Disclaimer: Tennis no Oujisama isn't mine, neither is Harry Potter.

Changing Mediums

Fuji Syusuke walked down the sidewalk which would eventually lead him to his house. Once in a while a car would pass on the street, but there was no one in sight. Without really paying attention to where he was going, Fuji walked into the park where he and his younger brother, Yuuta, used to play as children. The summer sun was ruthless to all that wandered beneath it's rays.

Escaping into the shade, Fuji's thoughts were solely focused on what happened earlier that day. Something that the old man said couldn't be erased from his mind, it just kept coming back.

"…They will not be able to change mediums," Fuji whispered softly. Taking another step and almost stumbling to the ground, he heard a crack which source was beneath his foot. A long branch which was broken in half with his unusually clumsy step, Fuji picked up one of the pieces and rolled it around in his fingers. He held it out in front of him and slightly swished it in the air. Fiji felt extremely childish and foolish doing this, what kind of junior high student his age waved sticks around in hope of magic springing out the end?

He cancelled the floating with a swish and a flick, Fuji remembered and at the cue swished and flicked it. I believe he said something?

It was when Fuji started feeling frustrated with himself flicking that piece of wood around, when someone who was to his left said, "I believe the words your looking for are Wingardium Leviosa?"

Turning to the benches that were underneath the baking sun, he saw that old man that was talking to Ryoma earlier. His blue eyes observed the man for a while, the weirdly dressed foreigner just gave an encouraging nod as if a parent giving consent for a child to do something. Fuji eyed the stick in his hand trying the word on his mouth, making it sound fluent. I might as well give it a try…

"Wingardium Leviosa," Fuji uttered, he swished and flicked the piece of wood at the other half of the branch by his feet. With much amazement, the broken branch gave a lurch into the air. Trying it again with much more confidence, Fuji felt much accomplishment as the branch reached eye level.

"No wonder you were given the title of tensai," the old man (what was his name? Dumbledore?) said, this time he was standing beside the boy giving the usually at ease Fuji a shock that the wobbling branch in the air fell to the ground. The old man just smiled in a mysterious way and passed the boy an envelop, explaining, "It would be a waste for such a person like you with such flexible magic not to receive some education on the matter."

"September 1," Fuji recalled. "Is when I have to give my answer, no?"

"Exactly," the old man smiled, with just a blink of the eye the white bearded old man disappeared.

The usually humid summer breeze was cool and refreshing, Fuji Syusuke smiled in his own mysterious way and tucked the envelop into the pocket of his jersey.

What a nice breeze…

Just a hour before Fuji had his little experience with magic, someone else who eavesdropped with the tensai already did. And his partner was in, and still was in, a great shock.

When the old man who gave Ryoma the small envelope disappeared, Echizen just walked away in a daze as if doubting the man he just saw was real or just a figment of his imagination. After the first year passed the spot where Fuji and Eiji were hiding, Fuji made his nonchalant way out of the bushes as if it were normal to walk into bushes, not that Ryoma noticed.

Eiji Kikumaru did not have the best motion vision on the team from self-proclamation; he saw a small folded piece of paper fall out of the old man's pockets when he vanished. He doubt that Echizen wouldn't have noticed if it were not for the shock of what just happened, and Fuji seemed too wrapped up in his own thoughts. When both disappeared into the courts, Kikumaru jumped out of the bushes and snatched that up that piece of paper.

Feeling it with his fingers, it didn't feel like paper more like parchment? The red head pondered the reason why the old man was carrying a piece of parchment with him, but dismissed it as he unfolded the parchment.

"When…friend…hurt?" Kikumaru read in his broken English, he frowned as he continued reading. "W-and…f-l-i-c-k…fli…ck…flick?"

Scrutinizing it over again, Eiji soon had the umeboshi expression. Slipping it into the trusty pocket of his jersey, Kikumaru decided to ask someone about it later. In his happy daze, he ran into his doubles partner, literally.

"Eiji, I was getting worried when you didn't come back," Oishi said with a relieved expression as he kept Eiji from falling backward. "Tezuka already finished the match ups, so we came back to the courts and I noticed you weren't there. Fuji said that you were taking a drink, but after ten minutes I…"

"Neh, Oishi!" Eiji cut his friend off and took out the little piece of parchment waving it around in front of Oishi. "Can you read this? Your English is way better than mine!"

"Huh?" Oishi eye's followed the parchment back and forth before he grabbed the enthusiastic red-head's wrist to stop the waving. "Let me read it then!"

"Eh, sorry," Eiji apologized, he handed the parchment over. "I want to know that's on it."

"It says: when a friend is hurt…wand flick and down…ward…swish…" Oishi said carefully, he fumbled with the 'swish' and stared at the last word with confusion. "Epi…s…key?"

"Episkey?" Eiji asked, he tried the word on his tongue. It was unnatural that he knew something was different with this word, something that he should remember unlike the others. Yet no matter how he said it, it just sounded weird coming out of his mouth.

"I think it means that when a friend is hurt, something about a wand flicking and a downward swish…I don't have a clue what this episkey means though," Oishi translated for his friend, seeing that English was Eiji's worst class. After the explanation, something seemed to dawn on Kikumaru which he didn't tell the other boy. Oishi was worried at what this could be about, since usually they didn't use the word 'wand.' It was just a coincidence that he just read some books on Western magicians that he learned the word 'wand.'

Could it be…healing magic? Eiji thought in excitement. He always loved anything to do with magic and sorcery since they seemed so unexplainable just like the some of the moves that his teammates knew. He wanted to try it out immediately and looked for any type of cut or bruise that he might have had. It was disappointing to know that Eiji already mastered most of his aerobatic moves that he almost never falls and hurts himself.

Sensing the other boys disappointment, for whatever reason he didn't know, Oishi said quickly, "Do you want to go get some ice cream after practice? It'll be nice since it's been so hot lately."

"Nya?" Eiji seemed to perk up immediately, his gloom seemed to be long forgotten. "Ice cream?"

"Yep," Oishi smiled, he pushed Eiji toward the courts. "After practice though, not now."

A/N: I'm leaving it hanging from there. The next chapter will be interesting. For anyone who is happy that I continued, thank Harry Draco Malfoy. I got my inspiration back because of Harry Draco Malfoy! Thank you!

And thanks to all that reviewed my previous chapter, making me feel all happy inside that some people liked it!