Okay, Just going to say whatever I forgot to write in the intro of the first chapter:

In case anybody is still unclear, this takes place during Chamber of Secrets. Unfortunately I have lost my copy of the book so if anything is inaccurate please tell me and I'll try to fix it :]

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Harry Potter

Hitsugaya entered his new gigai provided by Mayuri-taicho. Shaking the arms and feet to make sure it connected properly, he approached the gate to meet Matsumoto.

"Come on, taicho, the gate's been here forever!" She was practically twirling on her toes in excitement.

"I don't see why you're so excited, Matsumoto. You were quite depressed when we received the mission."

"Well," she said, sticking her bottom lip out, "I really do not want to read all those books, but–" a smile broke out across her face, "Imagine, taicho! A world of magic! I wonder if they have spells that can make sake flow like water! Anyway, all I need to know are the basics, and I'll manage just fine!"

Hitsugaya rolled his eyes. "You are supposed to be pretending to be a teacher. It would be quite troublesome if you got fired for your lack of knowledge in the subject."

Matsumoto ignored him and pranced towards the open gates. "Let's go, taicho, we're burning daylight!"

Hitsugaya sighed before picking up his trunk and following her through the gate...

The next thing he saw was a crowded street in the middle of London, with people left and right all rushing to get to wherever they were going. Casting an eye over the shops that dotted the sidewalks, he spotted their destination: a grubby little pub tucked away between a bookshop and records store. A squeaky sign hung above it, reading 'The Leaky Cauldron.' Doing their best to weave through all the swarms of people, they reached the door and Matsumoto pushed it open tentatively.

Hitsugaya had read in their order that this Leaky Cauldron place was apparently a very famous place, accommodating many wizards and witches over the years. His first impression of it was that it stank of beer and that they needed to replace the lights. The man behind the bar spotted them (well, actually he spotted Matsumoto, Hitsugaya was simply not tall enough to be visible behind the rows of glasses) and asked, "May I help you?"

Matsumoto turned, facing the barman. "Yeah. We'd like two rooms please."

He grinned, revealing a couple of rotten teeth. "Right this way. I'm Tom by the way. Nice to meet you."

Matsumoto flashed a smile back in response. As Tom reached the stairs, he noticed Hitsugaya. (apparently having not noticed when Matsumoto said 'we')

"Well hello, little boy," he said, then turned to Matsumoto and asked, "He with you?"

A vein pulsed in Hitsugaya's forehead at being called a 'little boy'. Matsumoto clamped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

"Y-yeah." she choked, trying to stifle a chortle. Hitsugaya's fist was clenched, and Tom backed away a few steps in fear.

"There is nothing wrong with my height!" he growled, his teal eyes flaring. The temperature dropped abruptly and their breath came out in white swirls. Tom whimpered slightly.

"S-sure, sure, whatever you say... geez..." he spun around quickly and made his way up the stairs as quick as he could, trying to make as much distance between him and the silver haired shinigami. Matsumoto hurried after him, then turned and said,

"Taicho, you didn't have to be so mean!"

Hitsugaya ignored her comment and followed the terrified barman up to the rooms.

The two rooms were opposite from each other. Tom hurriedly dropped the keys in Matsumoto's hand before bounding back down to the bar. Throwing one over to Hitsugaya, they unlocked the doors and entered the dusty rooms. Hitsugaya dropped his trunk on the floor, which made a dull thump, before heaving a huge sigh and dropping on to the rickety bed, feeling exhausted. He hadn't even bothered to remove his shoes, and had fallen into a deep sleep…

~xXx~

He awoke to Matsumoto shaking him. Squinting, he asked, "What?"

"Taicho, I want to go explore!"

He sighed, still feeling very drowsy. However, he got up anyway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and yawning. Matsumoto practically whisked him off his feet (not a very hard thing to do) and charged downstairs, displaying extreme childish excitement. Dropping Hitsugaya on the dusty floor next to a chair that floated away in fear, she ran up to Tom and asked: "Excuse me, could you tell us where Diagon Alley is?"

Tom waved at a door at the end of the bar. "Out that door." he said, then added, "You'll need to tap your wand on the bricks..." Pulling out his wand, he approached the door and opened it. Hitsugaya got up from the floor, dusting his jeans in annoyance. They followed the barkeeper through the wooden door, only to come face to face with... a brick wall.

Hitsugaya scowled. "What is this?"

The aging man didn't answer, only tapped what seemed to be random bricks with his wand. To both Hitsugaya and Matsumoto's astonishment (Matsumoto gasped in surprise while Hitsugaya did nothing to show his amazement, nevertheless he was still stunned), the bricks slid away to reveal a bustling alley full of witches and wizards cloaked in colorful robes and the strangest pointed hats.

Tom bowed and left the room (or alley), sidestepping to avoid the short, indifferent boy. Matsumoto squealed and pulled Hitsugaya through the street, receiving many stares from the cloaked magicians. He yelled at Matsumoto to stop, which she did, although he could tell she was pretty reluctant about it.

"Now, we cannot waste time allowing you to indulge in your immature pleasures. We only have a week until the first of September, in which time I must have all the equipment I need for our mission and you must at least know enough of this subject you are supposed to be teaching so that you can impersonate a teacher without drawing too much suspicion."

"Aww... but taicho... one week is forever! Your shopping can't take more than a day, and that leaves me six days to explore! Just cut me some slack, can't you?"

"Remember that you have to know how to preform the magic as well, not just the theory. You can't have started practicing the magic already, because you don't have a wand yet! Actually doing the thing is much harder than just learning the incantations or whatever these people use."

"It can't be much different from Kidou," Matsumoto pouted.

Hitsugaya rolled his eyes. "You won't know until you actually try it. Now stop acting so foolish and behave!"

Hitsugaya eyed his list of equipment. The first items were robes, and a pointed hat (Hitsugaya snorted at the absurdity of hats with pointy ends. Who on earth would want to wear something so ridiculous?). Another paper was attached, from the captain commander. On it was a list of shops that sold the things he needed. It said that he'd have to go to a certain Madam Malkin's. Pocketing the sheets of paper, he stood on his toes, looking for a shop by that name. When he couldn't find one he was forced to resort to asking someone. He decided to let Matsumoto do that job, as he knew from past experience that people usually ran away before he had even opened his mouth. She was still sulking, but he reminded her that the quicker they got this over with the quicker she could get to explore. So she skipped off, stopping an elderly wizard and asking him for directions. He pointed her in the right way and she thanked him before returning to her teenage captain (or at least, he looked like a teen) and they set off.

The shop was pretty crowded with students and their parents. A few were sitting on stools with measuring tapes floating in mid air and measuring their arms, and the rest were sitting in the waiting area, the younger ones brimming with excitement and the older ones looking more nonchalant. The room was stuffy and hot, although cooler than it had been outdoors. The temperature dropped several degrees anyway, for Hitsugaya was starting to get sick of the endless summer hear. A flushed lady who was probably Madam Malkin appeared from behind one of the rows of shelves, spotting the newcomers.

"Well, hello!" she said, her smile a bit warier than it would normally have been. "Hogwarts, are you?"

Hitsugaya nodded. Matsumoto piped in,

"I'll be purchasing some robes as well, since mine have..." she groped for an explanation, "gone out of fashion."

The frizzy haired witch sighed. "Ah yes, fashion is a hard thing to keep up with these days, eh?" Matsumoto nodded absentmindedly. Hitsugaya rolled his eyes; he doubted the blond vice-captain would ever be out of fashion. She practically made fashion. He sat on one of the creaky chairs and crossed in arms, huffing a sigh of exhaustion. The heat was absolutely unbearable, even with Hyorinmaru helping him. The families that had been sitting near him shuffled away a few inches, their fear reflecting in their eyes. A few left, muttering about coming back later. Madam Malkin seemed pretty annoyed when she noticed this, so she called for Hitsugaya to come up first, shoving a pile of robes in the arms of a bewildered eleven year old and pushing the white haired captain onto the stool.

"First year?" she asked as her hands moved quickly to measure him.

"No, this is my second year." Hitsugaya replied.

"Really? Haven't seen you around before."

"I- I didn't come here last year."

"Ah, I see." She turned and hurried to the shelves, muttering some numbers under her breath, "Well, I'd expect you would be the smallest in your class. It's been a while since I've sold these tiny sizes."

A vein pulsed near the back of his head. Madam Malkin returned with a pile of black robes and a small pointed hat. Hitsugaya used one hand to hold the robes and the other hand to grip the very top of the hat so that he wouldn't have to hold the whole ridiculous thing. After Matsumoto got her robes they paid the woman and left.

"I have to get my books next," he muttered, scanning through the yellowed parchment. He turned to Matsumoto.

"Do you have enough information from the books you were given or do you need more?"

Matsumoto hesitated. "Oh... well... um..."

Hitsugaya rubbed his temples. "You didn't read them?"

"Well, there were too many words and I didn't want to have to waste my time on all of them!" Matsumoto whined.

"You're going to blow our cover anytime soon, Matsumoto, you know that?" Hitsugaya growled. Matsumoto tried to smile, it came out as more of a grimace.

"I never blow our cover, captain. You can trust me!"

"Sure, like that's possible." he muttered under his breath, and they set off to find the bookshop

The store was called Flourish and Botts, and was located some twenty shops away from Madam Malkin's. They entered the shop, which was full of bickering students trying to get books that their parents seemed to disapprove of. Leaving Matsumoto to wander around, he found the cashier and asked,

"Um... where could I find the books for a second year student at Hogwarts?"

The balding man stood and pulled a bundle of books tied together with a single black string out from a pile of similar books.

"Here you go." he said, huffing from the weight. As Hitsugaya pulled the coins from his pouch, the man scrutinized his face.

"Funny."

Hitsugaya looked up. "What's funny?"

"Haven't seen you around before. You know, even though I'm getting old, I can remember every face of all those excited first years that swarm in here. But I don't think I've seen you before, and no offense, but with your hair and eyes, I think I'd remember."

Hitsugaya sighed quietly before repeating the same excuse he had used with Madam Malkin. The man still looked slightly suspicious but gave a satisfied grunt and took the money. Hitsugaya heaved the bundle of books of the counter and went to find Matsumoto, who was examining a book by some woman called Rita Skeeter. The title was: '101 Ways to Make Your Hair Look Exactly Like Mine.' On the cover was a picture of a hideous woman with even more unsightly blonde curls. Matsumoto looked up and said:

"Taicho, look! This woman has everything listed here, all those weird spells and hairdressers, gels, dyes, the works! And her hair, it's adorable!"

Hitsugaya snorted. "Matsumoto, if you try to mimic her hair I swear I will kick you out of the office so I wont have to look at you."

Matsumoto ignored him and continued to read the book. Hitsugaya sighed and decided to look around the large and crowded store, raising his eyebrow at some bizarre titles.

"Hey, freak!"

Hitsugaya turned and saw the smirking face of a pale, blond boy who looked about twelve. He was smirking and when Hitsugaya didn't respond he shouted it out again.

"What do you want, boy?"

The boy's smug smile widened. "Look who's talking. Look at you, you're so short, no, not just short, you're tiny! I mean, you're a total oddball, you are. Did you dye your hair? Wait, of course you did, nobody has hair like that! I mean, it's even whiter than ol' Dumbledore's, it is! Those are second year books, what are you doing, carrying them around for some Muggle sibling? Hah, another addition to those useless things. I mean, if it were up to my father, they would be kicked out by now, no, more than that, they'd be extinct! I mean, only purebloods like me should be allowed to perform magic. Those mudbloods are contaminating our art, they are." He continued to rant on and on about the subject while Hitsugaya ignored him -he had stopped listening when the boy had said 'look', and was so bored with this character that he hadn't even caught the part about being tiny. It was only until he prodded him with a stick, presumably his wand, that he turned to him and said: "What?"

"What do you mean 'what'? You've been ignoring you, you have! You stupid Muggle, how dare you defy me?"

"I have no idea what a 'Muggle' is, and frankly, I don't care." Hitsugaya responded. "Incidentally, I am not stupid, nor do you have any authority over me."

The boy's face reddened in fury, and he opened his mouth to say something. However, he only got to something that sounded like 'stupid' (which really irritated Hitsugaya, having already stated that he was not), before a bushy haired girl appeared and grabbed the wand.

"Malfoy, what are you trying to do?" she demanded, her enormous buck teeth flashing, "Were you trying to stupefy this boy? What did he ever do to you? You're not allowed to use magic outside school, anyway, and it is completely unreasonable to attack a defenseless person, not to mention cowardly!" Hitsugaya hissed twice, the first at being called a boy, and the second at being called defenseless. But then again, the only reason he would need 'defense' was if the boy were trying to attack him, and while he was pretty confident that he could block the attack, it might have caught him by surprise, so he decided he would feel a little grateful for this girl.

"I don't see why I have to listen to you, Granger, you being a Mudblood and all. But then again, you could stay and listen to my lecture on people such as yourself. And I could throw around a few curses if you try objecting."

"Get a life, Malfoy," the girl snorted in disgust. Turning to Hitsugaya, she said, "Come on," and took his hand like he was a five-year-old and led him away from the blond boy. He shook his hand away from her grip, refusing to be treated like someone younger than what he really was. The girl didn't notice, or she ignored it, instead muttering under her breath,

"That was Malfoy. He's in Slytherin, and totally unpleasant. He's so concieted about being a pureblood, like all Slytherins are. Honestly!" Clearing her throat, she continued,

"Anyway, I'm Hermione Granger." She held out a hand and Hitsugaya shook it.

"Hitsugaya Toshiro." he replied.

"Are you from overseas? Because your name..."

"Yeah… er… I'm from Japan…"

"Really?" Hermione asked, "So... you're a wizard?"

"Y-yeah."

Hermione nodded, her gaze drifting to the bundle of books that Hitsugaya was holding. "Those are second year books! Do you have a... brother or sister in Hogwarts?"

"No, these are mine."

"Really? I haven't seen you before..."

"My family had some... complications... so I missed out on the first year."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "But that means that you'll fall behind everyone else!"

Hitsugaya shrugged. "I should be able to manage."

"Well, hopefully you get into Gryffindor, then we'll be in the same class!' Hermionie grinned and Hitsugaya tried to return it with another grin, but it came out as more of a grimace.

"Y-yeah..."

"Mm... where are your parents, Toshiro? Are they here?"

Hitsugaya cringed. Really, he had only met this girl a few minutes ago and already she was on a first name basis. "Er... they're not here at the moment... they're... at the inn."

"Ah... so you're staying at the Leaky Cauldron."

Hitsugaya nodded. "So, is this your first time in Diagon Alley?"

Another nod. Hitsugaya decided that the conversation had gone pretty far already, and said, "Well, I must be going, you know, still have some supplies to get..."

Hermione was about to nod in agreement when a red-headed boy and a black haired boy with a peculiar scar on his forehead appeared. "Hermione, what are you doing? I just saw Malfoy fuming over there, going on about God knows what." The red head noticed Hitsugaya, who was about to leave, and choked, "W-who's this?"

Hermione glared at the boy. "This, is Toshiro Hitsugaya" Apparently she knew about the surname first thing that was used in Japan. "He's a new second year, with us!"

"Him?" the scarred boy gagged, "But he wasn't here last year, how could he possibly-"

"I had some complications." Hitsugaya interjected, annoyed at having to repeat himself.

"Complications? What, wrong hair color or something?" The red head was rather annoying

"Well, you're one to talk, aren't you?" he said, glaring at the boy's vivid red hair. He flushed, his ears becoming as crimson as his hair. The two stood glowering at each other for about half a minute, the red head towering over Hitsugaya, until Hermione and the scarred boy grabbed both of their shoulders and pushed them apart.

"Anyway," Hermione huffed, turning the red head to face Hitsugaya, "This is Ron Weasley and Harry... Potter, who are good friends of mine." She gestured first to the annoying red head, then to the black haired boy. The Weasley boy cringed when Hermione said the other boy's surname, and the three stared at him, as if waiting for him to gasp in surprise and run all over the place shrieking or something. Hitsugaya did none of those things, instead waited for one of them to say something again. When they were sure he wasn't going to say anything, their faces burst into surprise, for reasons unknown to Hitsugaya.

"Well, I'll be... leaving... now..." The trio were still staring at him, which unnerved him slightly. (To think that he had fought countless Hollows, witnessed the betrayal of Aizen and had pulled through after Hinamori was injured, only to be unnerved by this twelve-year-old trio.)

Grabbing Matsumoto, who shouted out in surprise, but was immediately silenced by Hitsugaya's foot on hers, they left the shop, leaving the bewildered pre-teens staring out at the door.

"That was rather... strange..."

Ron and Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah... I thought everyone knew who Harry was."

Hermione released her breath. "Well, I guess he's just... you know... not from around here."

"Yeah..."

When he was pretty sure he was out of the threesome's eyeshot, Hitsugaya stopped and grabbed his list of equipment. There were still telescopes and cauldrons and whatnot to be bought, as well as an optional pet and a wand. Matsumoto saw the options for pets, then squealed.

"Taicho, taicho, taicho! Can I get a cat? You know I've always wanted a cat, but you said that it messed up the office, but we're not going to be in the office for another year, so please, please, please can I get a cat?"

"Shh!" Hitsugaya growled, "You're supposed to be acting as a fully grown adult, Matsumoto-" he then muttered under his breath: "even if you're not," then continued: "I, on the other hand, am supposed to be acting as a child, no matter how much I hate it. Not only is it uncomely for a 'woman' to beg, but it can also draw lots of attention if you beg a 'child'-" he spat the word out, as if it tasted disgusting on his tongue, "-for a cat !" Sure enough, quite a few pedestrians had stopped and were staring at the blond woman beg a 'boy" for a pet. Matsumoto flushed slightly and muttered "Oops," before clearing her throat and saying:

"Well, shall we continue looking for your... equipment... then?"

Hitsugaya heaved a huge sigh and they proceeded to find the shop that sold the cauldrons. Hitsugaya emerged from the tiny shop a few minutes later, heaving a huge pewter cauldron behind him, which was already heavy enough by itself, but Matsumoto and the shopkeeper had insisted that he drop his books and his robes in as well. While Hitsugaya was strong, being a captain and all, the cauldron was nearly double his size, and that made it much harder than it already was.

Hitsugaya finally gave way to Matsumoto's endless pleading, figuring that since she was acting as a teacher the cat wouldn't be able to bother him without her blowing their cover. Besides, the only way for the cat to follow them into Soul Society after their mission was over was for the cat to die or something similar, and he knew Matsumoto couldn't bear killing her precious pet. Matsumoto spent forever choosing whether she should get a cat that changed colors, a werecat, a cat that could sing 300 different songs, or a perfectly normal Siamese which bit Hitsugaya about twenty times. In the end, she chose what the shopkeeper called an Egyptian Mau, which cost them about half of their money. Gritting his teeth as he reluctantly paid up, they left the stinking shop, with Matsumoto cuddling the dappled feline and cooing to it about how pretty her fur looked.

"Hm... what should I call you?" she asked the cat, holding it up and tilting her head slightly. The cat stared at her with its wet chocolate brown eyes.

"I know, what about Momo?" Hitsugaya jumped. Turning to Matsumoto, he yelled, "You're naming the cat after Hinamori?"

"Well..." Matsumoto pouted, "She does look a lot like Hinamori-san, doesn't she?"

"How does a cat-" He gestured angrily at the confused kitten, "-look like Hinamori?"

"Her eyes!" Matsumoto said cheerily. Hitsugaya cringed as the animal stared at him. He had to admit, her eyes did look pretty similar to Hinamori's.

"Whatever. It's your cat anyway." Matsumoto grinned and tossed Momo up in the air. "See?" she said, "It was a good name after all!"

Hitsugaya sucked in a long breath to calm down. He did not wish to be reminded of his childhood friend who was currently lying unconsious on a bed in the fourth division. It would only distract him from his mission. He took out the wrinkled parchment again. He had everything, except for... a wand.

He sucked in another long breath. He did not wish to have to use a stick as his only source of defense and attack. But he knew he would need one, after all, he didn't want to blow their cover and reveal their identities. From his research, a wand was similar to a shinigami's zanpaktou. Not having one would certainly arose suspicion, with him having to be a wizard and all. He also realized that Matsumoto would need a wand too, after all, she was supposed to be teaching magic. But how would they explain the absence of her wand? Hitsugaya could easily act as an eleven-year-old who had never seen a wand before (well, the latter part was correct, unless a wand just looked like an ordinary twig).

Hitsugaya started to pace. Were wands fragile? Could they break? From his research, a wand was no stronger than a piece of wood, and the only reasons there weren't broken wands lying all over the place was because wizards were very protective of their wands. So Matsumoto didn't have a wand because hers broke, but why did it break? Hitsugaya's gaze diverted to Momo. The cat ate it? Given Matsumoto's carelessness, it was probably highly possible. Failing to think of another reason, he decided to stick with that and told Matsumoto of his decision.

"I think you're going to have to act as if it was the worst thing that ever happened to you. Imagine that it was Haineko. You can break down in tears or whatever, just make it convincing." Matsumoto raised an eyebrow. "Taicho, do you really think I would let a cat eat Haineko?" (Haineko was also a cat, after all)

"Just pretend it did!" Hitsugaya said, his temper rising in the unbearable heat. She pouted but otherwise did not complain.

They reached Ollivander's. It was devoid of people, but filled from the floor to the ceiling with thin boxes stacked away on tall shelves.

"Hello?" Hitsugaya called. Matsumoto set Momo down.

"Well well well, what do we have here?"

The cat hissed and snarled. An old man emerged from the tall piles, his large, gray eyes staring at the newcomers.

"W-we're here to buy a wand." Matsumoto stammered, obviously intimidated by this man.

"We?" the old man asked curiously, "Are you here for a wand too?"

Matsumoto gathered her senses and a tear leaked from the corner of her eye. Hitsugaya sighed, but then again, he had told her to go ahead with the theatrics. "I-it's all my fault, y-you see, I turned my back for one second, and-" she sniffed loudly and her tears poured out from her wide eyes. "-and my cat... she ate it!" She fell to the ground, soaking the ground with her fake tears. The end sounded pretty lame, but oh well, as long as the aging man was convinced.

"Yes, it is quite tragic, isn't it, to lose one's wand?" Matsumoto sniffed and nodded in agreement. "Well, no matter, I'll have you with a new wand soon." He was soon smothered in Matsumoto's grateful sobs, and it was another minute before Hitsugaya stepped on her foot and she fell quiet.

"Well, why don't we equip the boy first?" Matsumoto nodded. Hitsugaya clenched his fists again, he really really hated being called a 'boy'.

"Hold out your wand arm." Hitsugaya looked at him, confused, but stuck his right arm out, seeing as he was tape measure that was curled on the floor sprang to life, uncoiling itself and stretching across his arm, stopping each time for a few seconds to let Ollivander read the measurements. After half a minute Ollivander snapped his fingers and the tape measure fell back to the floor, flopping there lifelessly.

"Hm... let's see..." he scanned the thin boxes and picked one out. "Try this one. Eight inches. Oak and unicorn hair." Hitsugaya took the wand, feeling stupid as his hand closed around the thin twig.

"Well, wave it around." Hitsugaya twitched it slightly, and jumped as the boxes tumbled down and landed just behind the fragile looking man.

"No, that's not right." Ollivander said, snatching the wand back. He seemed totally undisturbed by the sudden mess that had appeared behind him. He picked another box out of the pile. "Twelve inches. Mahogany and pheonix feathers."

Hitsugaya repeated the process, this time bringing a chunk of the ceiling down. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll-"

"No worry boy, I can repair them. But we can guess that this isn't right either, eh?" He pulled another box out and displayed the wand. "Eleven inches. Maple and dragon heartstring." Hitsugaya twitched at the word dragon and tentatively took the wand. The temperature immediately dropped and Hyorinmaru's reiatsu flared out of control. Hitsugaya immediately dropped the wand, and then suddenly the temperature was back to normal and the reaitsu was restrained again. It was so fast that no one outside had even noticed the insane power that had radiated from within Hitsugaya just a moment ago. Not even the Hollows had noticed. Ollivander, however, was on the floor, panting and sweating despite the sudden cold.

"Well!" he gasped, regaining his composure and smiling grimly. "I'd say a wand has chosen you!" Hitsugaya nodded faintly, with no idea of what had just happened. Matsumoto was pale and was clutching Momo. "T-taicho..."

Hitsugaya made no sound. Ollivander chuckled faintly. "Well, it's your turn for a wand now, yes?"

Matsumoto jumped, apparently startled out of her dreamland. "Y-yes."

After Matsumoto had broken a couple of vases and sent a few boxes flying out the window, she finally settled on a wand made of ash and unicorn hair. They paid up and left the shop, anxious to get away.

"W-what just happened there, taicho?"

Hitsugaya stared ahead, his eyes focusing on nothing in particular. "I don't know."

PHEW... that was much longer than the first chapter, probably because I stuck two chapters together... anyway, Hitsugaya's probably going to get to Hogwarts in the next chapter, and he's most likely going to be sorted into Gryffindor, but if anyone has any other ideas please submit it as a review. If there aren't any objections please review anyway :] As always, it would be very much appreciated.

Thank you everyone who reviewed my first chapter :)

FallenSnow12 (Candied Sweets xD)

Edited 3/09/10