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Part I: Bitter-Sweet Dreams

Chapter 20

Blaise awoke to people moving about already. She opened her eyes, and saw Harry walking around, a closet that she hadn't seen open. Inside, there seemed to be some kind of small vials, and he was loading them into the white backpack. His hair was down, and he was dressed in clothing she didn't remember picking out for him. It was a decidedly Kyoto style, and Blaise figured that was where it had come from.

He wore a chain with a ring on it, which made slight noise as he moved about and was still dressed in his boots and gloves. Strapped to his forearms were the knives she had given him, his eyes were set to his task, and Blaise jumped as someone spoke to her.

"Good thing you woke up, we are packing up to be on our way out. I will leave you two alone in a moment once the bag is loaded up, so you can say goodbye in whatever way you young lovers do shit like that." Kyoto spoke softly, but Blaise saw Harry roll his eyes.

"Going? Going where? He isn't going anywhere without me, and I guarantee that!" Kyoto looked at her, before he connected eyes with Harry, and then looked back at her, with a smile on his face.

"No shit, Sherlock, I was just seeing what you would say. Jamie didn't give me permission to take you, and demands to keep you safe, for nothing. Now get up girl, we have a lot of things to go over." Kyoto turned and answered a buzzing cell phone "Yeah…yeah…ok. Come on then. What! Outside…wandering? Like a stupid bitch? Fine, go ahead." And he hung up the phone. "Get decent, company is coming."

Blaise stood and stretched, and looked over to see Harry was still going through the cabinet. She looked in, and he shrugged. "Healing potions and all that, since no one out of the 3 of us is a healer or has any skill in Light magic." She smiled and nodded, before she pulled him to her and kissed him. She slid her hand up his chest, and pulled back. She had expected a bit of roughness, as she assumed he shaved his chest, but she felt nothing.

"Babe…why don't you have any chest hair?" She took his hand for a lingering moment, and noticed no hair on his arms either. "Did you go a little clipper happy with the razor or something?"

"No, its our blood, very little body hair. Eyebrows, eyelashes and hair on our head are pretty much the gist of all the hair we have." Kyoto spoke offhandedly. Blaise raised an eyebrow, and smirked.

"So…that's why…" she muttered, before she grinned at Harry. They both looked over to Kyoto, who was making a big show of covering his ears with his hands and screaming out a continuous stream of the word "lala" while shaking his head as if trying to get something off, or out, of it. Harry and Blaise rolled their eyes, before Harry finished loading the potions into the pack.

Suddenly there was the sound of something ripping. Harry and Blaise jumped and looked to the middle of the room. There was Baretta, closing the tear he had made in space and time, and a woman Harry recognized just faintly, and Kyoto knew well. He groaned before falling back on the bed. The woman looked around before she spotted Kyoto. "Where am I, and where did this person take me? Better yet, who is he and how was he able to do what he did?"

"Stop. Asking. Fucking. Questions." Kyoto seemed to stress, before he went back to looked as if he was trying for all the world to ignore her. She looked around and spotted Harry. She seemed to get a dawning look on her face before she walked toward him.

"It was you, wasn't it? You are the one that drew me here. And you are the one who was there when he attacked my island and killed my baby!" She walked toward him, but before she could get to him, she was stopped by Kyoto.

"We don't have time for this shit. Make introductions, and then load up on anything and everything that you will need and can find here. Sooner we head out, sooner we can get into this."

She huffed before she looked to Harry. "I'm Lulu, and I am a Dark Mage." Harry looked at her for a long moment, before he shrugged.

"So, where is your wand?" Blaise asked. Lulu looked insulted.

"Wand? Only the most base and horrible of weak magic is done with wands. That type of magic is what is taught here I assume. Where are your wands?" Blaise pulled hers out, and Harry shrugged.

"I don't have one."

"Good, all the better. The magic I use does not use such things, and it would be best to learn to not rely on such things in the heat of battle."

"I said introductions, not a goddamned lecture. Now shut up." Kyoto seemed to groan out, back to laying on his back on the bed, looking up to the ceiling. Baretta was silent, waiting his turn.

"I'm Harry Potter. Don't have a wand, and I am a Half Demon, and…uh…yeah, that's it."

"Blaise Zabini, Harry's girlfriend. Mostly human, barring whatever connection I have with him, but an assassin in training." There was a nod, and then Lulu was pushed out of the way, rather roughly, which caused her to scowl at the figure before her. Baretta reached into his coat and pulled out a shoebox-sized box.

"Name's Baretta. Fallen Angel, got kicked out of Heaven for pushing my charge in front of a bus. Sentenced to this damned planet for the rest of time until I either do something good enough to get me back in heaven, or bad enough to get me put in hell. This," he pulled the sawed off out, "is Apathy. Don't look to her to save your lives, she is named aptly, and will only be used when I personally feel like it, not to save any or either of you." He handed the box to Harry. It was made out of metal, and was fairly heavy. "I don't think it is the best time to give these to you, but as we haven't the time for training you, you will just have to make due."

Harry opened the box and stared in shock. Inside were two handguns. They were a shimmering chrome color, just like the ones at Baretta's waist. They looked amazing, and he was glad that they weren't revolvers like the one his uncle had, and instead had magazines to hold the ammunition. "Don't ask how they were made, but don't worry about running out of ammunition, ever. They are powerful, not as powerful as mine, but they are high powered with a high firing rate. Specialty ammunition can be put in with another clip, as that clip will keep your normal ammunition in it. Don't look at me, I am not responsible for that shit." And he turned and walked away. Also inside the box was a holster, and Harry pulled it from the box and set it on the bed by a seemingly dozing Kyoto, and he set the box down as well.

After slipping on a sleeveless black t-shirt, which seemed to also be a production of Kyoto's, he put the holster on, which was a waist holster. He reached into the box to pick up the guns and slid them into the holsters at his sides and turned around. He walked over and lifted his black long coat that Padma and Parvati had gotten him, and pulled it on. Baretta looked at him for a moment and smirked, and watched as Harry slipped the scabbard and sword onto his back.

Blaise walked to the bathroom and showered, before she came back out. She had asked Kasus to bring her a specific bag in her trunk, and it was there in front of her immediately. He smiled before he wandered off, sparing with Kyoto. Opening the package, she smiled before she dressed.

She pulled her hair back, before she slipped on the magically reinforced pants her mother had had made. They were tight, and soft like a cotton, but were in fact shed skin of a child wyrm, offering great protection and range of motion. It was black material, and she liked it greatly. She pulled on an inconspicuous pair of black jeans over them to hide them from plain sight, before putting on the black trainers with the cushioning and silencing charms on them. Finally she pulled out a very essential piece to her clothes.

It was a piece that she wore that worked as both a bra and a piece of armor. It was made from the vertebrate of a small and not very rare breed of dragon, with some magical alterations. It went parallel and flat against her vertebrate from the base of her neck down to the small of her back. The vertebrate shield was cut so that it mirrored her range of motion and could keep her safe from a paralyzing attack to the backbone. The parts of the small dragon that were the skeletal outline of its wings were altered and wrapped around her body to fit as a bra-piece, protecting her and holding her in place. The material was smooth and more comfortable than anything she normally wore, thanks to the intense level of charms woven into the bone.

Where the creature's legs were, the skeletal leg bones went around her upper waist, holding the armor in place. The entire skeleton was covered in a potion, as well as dragon hide, which added the magical resistance, as the bone provided the physical protection. Over that, she pulled a tight, short-sleeved shirt and over that, a black dragon-hide jacket that went to about the middle of her hips. The entire outfit was expensive, but it was worth the expense. It was the outfit that she was ceremonially given when she completed her training for the most part, along with the Zabini blades. She had the blades strapped to her back, the blades strapped horizontally along the small of her back in opposite directions so she could pull them out, one with each hand, and attack.

She walked from the bathroom to see Harry talking to Kyoto. Both stopped and looked to her, before Kyoto smirked and Harry walked over and hugged her. He looked her up and down, then he took her hand. They locked eyes, and no words were necessary. He leaned down and kissed her, before everyone began heading out of the Chamber. They walked to the front of the school, and headed to the forest. Harry stopped and gazed at the school for a long moment.

It would be the last time that Harry Potter saw Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a long time. The next time he would see the school would be under much different, and much worse circumstances.

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