A/N: Here's chapter 6! sorry for the wait! I Hope you like this chapter!
"No way," Fred and George muttered as they stared at the hand Allen had just placed down.
"Whoa Allen… you're better then Fred and George. You beat Fred and George. You know how many times that happens?" Ron asked, staring at Allen's hand as well.
By now, they had drawn a large crowd around the table, almost everyone in the Griffindore tower actually. And they were all looking back from Fred and George, to Allen, then to the hand he had just laid down.
And Allen himself had an innocent smile on his face. His poker face, assumed Harry as he watched Allen gather up all the cards once more. Everyone was shocked, especially Fred and George.
"Way't go Allen!" they said in unison. They had gotten up and were patting him heartily on his back. Everyone was surprised. "We're not sore losers," Fred said to the surprised crowd.
In the Exorcist room"Is that all?" Kanda asked, standing up from where he sat. "Or can we go?"
Komui sighed, "That's all so far. I think we might have another meeting tomorrow or in two days or something. Yes, you can go."
Kanda turned without another word and walked out of the room, heading straight for his room, where he could get some peace and quiet. Everyone else looked at each other, then Lavi rose from where he was sitting.
"I think I shall go and see what's happening in Griffindore tower. Fred and George had fired a firework when I was leaving… almost singed my hair!" Lavi said, running a hand through it, then headed out as well.
"Wait for me Lavi! I'll come too," Lenalee said, catching up with him. Together they exited the room, the door slamming shut.
Miranda had risen as well, then headed towards the door. "I-I think I will go to my room. It takes so long to find it… I get lost so easily," she said, and exited. Krory looked at Komui for a second.
"Think I'll just have a look around," Krory said, and left the room, leaving Komui alone.
"Damn you Earl," Komui sighed, then left the room as well.
Back in the Griffindore tower"What's going on here?" Lavi asked the very loud common room as he entered with Lenalee. No one seemed to notice the two Exorcists, so they made it toward the center of the loud and boisterous crowd.
"Another game!" someone said loudly.
"Ya, lets see if you're luck continues!" another student said.
"Who are they talking to?" Lenalee asked Lavi, trying to get nearer. Lavi looked at her.
"I have an idea," Lavi replied. "Come on, I want to see if I'm right." And he pushed his way into the crowd. Seeing as he was older than almost every single student, it wasn't that hard. Lenalee grabbed onto his scarf, so that she could see as well.
"Yup, I was right," Lavi muttered. Lenalee pushed him aside to see what was happening.
Allen turned to look at them when he heard Lavi's voice. "Oh, hi," he said, then turned back to the 6th year who was sitting across from him, "I don't really want to play anymore."
"What, you afraid of losing?" the 6th year sneered. Allen went ridged.
"Of course not," Allen said quickly, taking the cards again. But the 6th year narrowed his eyes.
"No… I'm gonna shuffle," he said, taking the cards and shuffling them.
"What's he doing? Why'd he act like that when that student asked if he was afraid of losing?" Lenalee asked Lavi as she watched the 6th year shuffle.
Lavi blinked, looking from the 6th year, to Allen, then to Lenalee. "He doesn't like losing," Lavi said.
Lenalee stared at him. Then looked at Allen, who was smiling at the 6th year as he shuffled. "What're you grinning about?" the 6th year asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, but if I win this game, I'm going to stop," Allen said, taking the cards that the 6th year handed him. The 6th year handed cards to another student, who also looked like a 6th year as well, and the game began. Everyone became dead silent as they watched the three playing.
Ten minutes had past in silence when Allen finally put his cards down. A gasp ran through the crowd and the two 6th years groaned, the one who shuffled threw his cards down with an angry grunt.
Allen smiled at them, taking the cards and tying the string around them again, dropping them into his pocket. He got up, walking away from the table and through the crowd. It parted for him, and Lavi and Lenalee followed quickly.
"Allen! That was amazing!" Ron said, coming up to him as well, Harry and Hermione following. Allen just smiled, not saying anything and went over to another table, empty, and sat down.
"How'd you learn how to play like that?" Ron asked, sitting down as well. Harry, Hermione, Lavi and Lenalee took seats as well. They were all looking at Allen with amazed, puzzled looks. All except Lavi, that is.
Lavi was staring at Allen with an odd look in his green eye. Allen looked at Lavi, and gave him a look that told him not to say a word. Lavi sighed, fiddling with the strap that held his hammer.
Ron and Harry looked at Lavi puzzled, but turned back to Allen, who had taken the cards back out and were looking at them closely.
"Allen, where did you learn how to play like that?" Hermione asked, since he hadn't answered before.
Allen looked up at her, still smiling. "When I was with my… teacher, I had to learn so that I could pay off his debts," he said, slipping the cards back into his jacket pocket.
The three wizards stared at him. Lenalee looked at Lavi, who was staring around the common room. It was still quite early, around 3:00 p.m.
Out in the castleKrory wandered through the castle, looking at portraits and having no idea of where he was wandering. He stopped to look out a window, and caught sight of some greenhouses on the side of the castle.
He decided to head that way, seeing as he had grown up with man-eating plants. He wondered what sort of plants a wizarding school would have. He found his way to the entrance hall, and slipped out of the doors.
He walked toward the place where he had seen the greenhouses. As he walked up to them, someone came out of one, holding a bag of potting soil. He walked a little faster to catch up with the person.
"Oh, hello. You're from that other school, aren't you?" the teacher asked him as he walked up beside her. Krory nodded. "I'm Professor Sprout. I teach Herbology here," she said.
Krory smiled. "May I see some of you're plants? I used to have some where I lived… and was wondering what sorts you have here?" he asked her.
"Sure, this way," Professor Sprout said, leading him to another green house, still holding the bag of soil. She opened the door, and let Krory look around. "Be careful though, some are quite dangerous."
Krory nodded, and wandered around, looking at the plants that draped on shelves and in hanging pots. He was drawn to a plant with vines and a large mouthy flower. As he walked toward it, it snapped open, showing teeth.
"I wouldn't touch that if I were you!" Professor Sprout said, seeing which plant he was looking at.
"Oh, don't worry… I had something like this where I lived. Actually, it looks almost exactly the same," Krory said, leaning down to look at the flower which was snapping. "Oh, you are pretty, aren't you?"
At that, the flower stopped snapping, and curled a little, moving up so that it looked like it was looking at Krory.
"You're a natural with plants, aren't you?" Professor Sprout asked him as she walked over, holding a pot. He straightened up and looked at her. "Would you like to help me out with a class or two? I need someone who knows plants."
Krory smiled. "Yes, I would! All I've been doing is helping Komui out… and that's really boring. I would enjoy that!" he said, beaming.
"Ok, well, would you like to look around, figure out the plants?" she asked him. He nodded.
Back in the castle"Where am I?" Miranda whispered to herself. She was lost. She looked around. It looked like the 4th floor corridor. Her room was on the 5th. "Ok, I just have to go up!" she said, happy to figure out where she was. She headed toward a staircase, going up them and entering the 5th floor corridor.
"There's my room!" she said, and walked over to it, opening the door and slumping down on her bed.
Up in the Griffindore tower"So, what should we do?" Lenalee asked the group. Allen shrugged, fiddling with his jacket. He unbuttoned it, pulled it off and put it over his chair.
"Hey Harry, wanna play a game of chess?" Ron asked Harry, who had his hand on his forehead. He shook his head. Then he looked over at Allen, a question burning in his gaze.
Allen felt that Harry was looking at him and he turned, smiling. Harry looked down, his hand still on his forehead.
"Does it hurt?" Hermione whispered, but Allen heard. He looked at Harry, his gray-blue eye's filled with concern.
Harry closed his eyes for a second, then looked at Allen, dropping his hand. "Allen. How'd you get that?" he asked him suddenly.
Allen's eye's widened. "This?" he asked, touching the scar. "Why?"
"Because…" Harry finished his sentence by pulling back his black hair to show a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. Allen stared at it for a second, then closed his own eyes.
"Is it cursed?" Harry asked tentatively. Allen's reaction was the same as Lavi's. His eye's snapped open and he looked straight at Harry.
"Why do you ask, Harry?" Allen asked him. Harry sighed.
"Because mine is…" he said. Allen looked down at the table. How could he answer without giving something away? Allen decided to say yes.
Allen nodded slightly, just barely. Lenalee and Lavi were watching him and Ron and Hermione were watching Harry. Harry's eye's widened.
The Earl (what are they planning?)
"The Akuma I sent as a scout was killed. I need you four to go. Now we know that there are Exorcists," the Earl said, addressing four level 2 Akuma who stood before him while he knit.
"Do we all need to go?" one asked.
"Yes. There is a large group of Exorcists working there. But you four should be enough. Take some level 1's with you," the Earl replied, not looking up from knitting. The four Akuma nodded.
"You will be in charge," the Earl said, finally looking up and pointing at the middle Akuma. "I trust that you will follow what I say?" The Akuma nodded.
"You will go under cover. You won't reveal yourself. You won't kill anyone until the Exorcists are out of the way. You will stay out of sight from the Walker boy. He will know who you are just by a glance," the Earl said, looking at the leader.
The appointed leader, a large feathered snake Akuma with at least three sets of wings, and a beak nodded. "Yes. Of course. But how will we get the Exorcists out of the way?"
"Separate them. They're stronger together," the Earl said, resuming his knitting. The leader nodded.
"As you wish, Millenium Earl," she hissed, clacking her beak and rose into the air, the black and red feathers rippling. The other three following.
"How will we separate them?" one of the Akuma whispered to the leader. She turned her head to face the Akuma.
"Don't worry. That will be easy… I have a plan!" she hissed, turning foreword again and gliding away. The other Akuma who had asked stared after the leader. It looked like a doll, a giant doll. It followed the leader, the painted face puzzled.
The other two looked at each other then followed the other two away from the Earl, who was still knitting.
Back at Hogwarts"It is?" Harry gasped slightly. Allen nodded again. "Does it hurt sometimes?" At that, Allen just looked puzzled.
"Oh… mine does," Harry said, holding his forehead again. Allen just looked at him with a blank look in his gray-blue eyes, as if remembering something that had happened along time ago.
"W-when did… w-when did you get it?" Hermione asked Allen, who still had the blank, far away look. He didn't really hear her as he stared at something only he could see.
"Allen?" Lenalee asked quietly, placing a hand on his left arm. He jumped slightly, looking around. He swallowed, bowing his head, his hair covering his face. When he straightened up again, his eyes were slightly red.
"What? When did I get this?" Allen asked Hermione. She nodded. "Oh… when I was little."
"How little?" Harry asked. Allen looked at him with a look that said 'why do you want to know that?'
"Oh, its because… I've never met someone else who was cursed… I got it when I was one, when Voldemort killed my parents. He tried to kill me… but couldn't," Harry said, an angry glint in his eyes.
There was a small choking noise and every one turned to look at Allen, who had his head on the table. "I got… I got this—" he stopped, and Lenalee and Lavi exchanged alarmed looks. Was he going to tell them? "—I got this when my father died."
Harry stared at him wide eyed, as did Ron and Hermione.
A/N: Thank you for reading! This one's alittle shorter than the others, but I hope you liked it. I'll try and update soon! ((I dont own HP or DGM))