Tada! Well, here is another chapter. I'm afraid its slightly shorter than the last, but still another chapter, filled nothing. I'm sorry about that. I thought I was ready for my... big plan, but I'm not... yet. But I did have another idea, so that you wouldn't get bored with my boring story.
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"So, what'd you get involved in, Lavi?" Allen asked once they were safely back at Griffindore tower, sitting in the best chairs by the fire. Lavi looked at Hermione.
"Well, since that horrible toad, Umbridge, refuses to teach us defensive magic, then we thought"—she looked at Harry and Ron—"that maybe we should take it into our own hands."
"They're having this Defense thing! And Harry's gonna teach this… kinda big group of people," Lavi said, bouncing slightly. Allen and Lenalee turned to look at Harry, who nodded.
"The problem is, is that we don't have a place to practice! We can't do it where Umbridge could find us… and so far, we haven't had much luck," said Hermione, looking down at her book.
"Um, but what were you doing Lavi? You can't do magic… how would we help?" Allen asked, slightly confused.
At that, the three wizards and Lavi and Lenalee all turned to look at him. "What?"
"Allen, you can do magic… you just need a wand," Lenalee said, looking at him. He looked blankly back, then it dawned on him.
"Oh…"
"And if you can learn the spells that Harry knows, then you can help us out," said Hermione.
"Oh," he said again. "What about you two?"
"Oh, we're gonna try too… but you seem to have more… luck maybe? We'll talk to Komui about wands," said Lavi, tugging on a clump of his hair.
"So… no one really knows about this, do they?" asked Lenalee. Hermione exchanged glances with Harry and Ron again.
"Not really. But here, if you're going to be in it… sign here. And uh, this means you won't tell anyone… and I mean anyone, not even your headmaster," she said, handing Allen a piece of paper with around twenty names on it. He noted that Lavi's was on there as well.
"You mean Komui?" Allen said, staring at the paper, then glancing at Hermione suspiciously, "What'd you do to this piece of paper?"
She just blinked, but blushed slightly. "I didn't do anything," she said defiantly, but Allen suspected that she had, to stop people from telling or something. He knew that she was the best in her year. What'd she do… well, all I have to do is not tell and I'll be good.
Taking a quill that Hermione handed him, he scrawled his name on it, then handed it to Lenalee. She hastened then signed the paper in her small, neat handwriting. Hermione took the paper and put it into her bag.
"So, uh, how are we going to get wands without telling Komui?" asked Allen.
"All we have to do is say we're gonna be doing classes, and since we kind of are, then it'll be fine," said Lenalee simply. Allen still looked unsure.
"Come on mate! You'll do fine. You're first spell was the silencing thing, and you got it… in one go too! And also, that was your first try, so I think that if you learn more spells, you could really do some damage!" Ron said energetically. Lavi just stared at him.
"Some…damage…" Allen muttered, almost in a whisper. Ron's smile fell slightly.
"Allen?"
"What? Oh… I was just thinking of something Kanda said to me on my first mission. It's nothing. So… I guess we can try! It wouldn't hurt, would it?" he said, smiling up at everyone.
Lenalee and Lavi looked at him closely, but Lavi shrugged, then went back to staring into the fire.
"Well, I think I'll go to sleep," Lenalee said, standing up. Hermione got up as well and headed up to the dorm with Lenalee, both talking about the hats that Hermione was making for the house elves.
Harry and Ron looked at the two exorcists. Lavi was staring into the fire, a blank expression on his face, and Allen was holding Timcanpy, watching him run over his ungloved hand.
"Come'n… Lets go to bed," Harry finally said, breaking the silence that had stretched far to long. Ron nodded and got up, stretching. Allen got up as well, Tim now sitting on his head.
"Lavi," the boy said, poking his friend, who was still gazing into the fire. The exorcist jumped slightly, looking up at Allen. Allen smiled.
"Ok," Lavi said, stifling a yawn and standing up as well. All together, they headed up to the dorm.
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Sunday was a workday. For both the wizards and the exorcists. Or some of the wizards at least. Hermione had finished her homework, and had bewitched a pair of knitting needles while she talked with Lenalee.
Allen and Lavi worked as well while Ron and Harry worked hard on their homework, which had been slipping farther behind. Once and a while, Ron or Harry would ask something, to the area in general, and amazingly, Lavi or Allen would answer. They were right too. It was odd. They weren't part of the school, but they could answer questions related to school.
It probably had something to do with the amount of reading they had been doing. Both Allen and Lavi had a large stack of books in front of them, which they continued to read throughout the whole day. Lenalee helped out as well, but she had already helped Komui out more than the two boys, so she could have a break.
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The next morning, the four boys headed down from the dorm to find a large group of people around the notice board.
"What's going on?" Allen asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"Another one of those things from Umbridge," Lavi replied, standing on tiptoes to see over the group, not that he needed to.
"Educational decree number… 24? Geezo," the red-haired exorcist read.
"Read it! What does it say?" asked Allen, trying and failing to see over Lavi's shoulder.
"By order of the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts. All student Organizations, Societies, Teams, Groups, and Clubs are henceforth disbanded. An organization, society, blah, blah, blah… defined as regular meeting… blah of three or more students… Permission to re-form may be sought form the High Inquisitor. No group may exist without knowledge and approval of the High Inquisitor. Any student found to have formed or belong to a group, club, blah, blah, blah that has not been approved… will be expelled," he finished.
"WHAT?!" Ron exclaimed from behind them, who had also been listening to Lavi's blah filled report.
"She knows," said Harry. "There were lots of people in the pub."
"Zacharias Smith!" Ron exclaimed immediately. "Or Michael Corner, he had a—"
"Let's go tell Hermione!" Harry said, heading toward the girls' dorm, followed by Allen, Lavi and Ron.
Ron jumped up the stairs, but then, an odd thing happened: the staircase melted together, forming a slide. Ron ran for a moment, then fell backwards, to land at the other boys' feet. Lavi sniggered.
"Guess you can't go up," he said, pulling the younger boy off the ground. At that moment, two girls came sliding down, laughing. They looked at Ron, then, still laughing, walked away.
"Why can't we go up? That's no fair!" Ron said.
"It's a rule," Hermione said, sliding down and got up from the ground.
"Where's Lenalee?" asked Allen.
"She's coming," answered Hermione. "Anyway, the creators of Hogwarts thought that girls were more trustworthy than boys."
At that moment, Lenalee came sliding down gracefully on her feet. They watched her jump slightly onto the carpet so not to trip. She looked up and smiled at them all.
"Come on! Look at this!" Ron said, pulling Hermione over to the poster. She read it quickly, as did Lenalee.
"Some one told her!" Ron said.
"They can't have," at this, she gave Allen a sidelong glance. His eye's narrowed. "I put a jinx on the paper… we'll know."
"Hmph… I told you!" Allen said, crossing his arms.
Together, they went down to the Great Hall, where they were bombarded with people from the group. They all had the same questions. Are we still gonna do it? How did she know?
"We are!" Harry finally said. Fred and George grinned.
"Look… those people from Ravenclaw are coming over as well… and from Hufflepuff," Ron said, pointing at a group heading over.
Hermione looked alarmed, as did Lenalee. She knew that would be very suspicious. "They can't all come over here! Go away!" she mouthed. Ginny went to tell the Ravenclaws, muttering something about how stupid Michael was being.
"Potter, Weasleys!" Angelina had come marching up to them. "You realize that this means Quiddich as well!"
"WHAT?!" Harry exclaimed, as did Ron, Fred and George. The exorcists watched them, a piece of toast half way in Allen's mouth.
"I have to go ask…and please, please don't loose your temper with Umbridge today or she won't let us rejoin!" she sighed, leaving.
"I won't!" Harry called after her, then sat down angrily.
"That's no fair!" he muttered, grabbing some food that Allen hadn't managed to pile on his plate.
"She diff at o puffousf," came an odd reply from Allen. They all looked at him. He swallowed. "She did that on purpose."
Lenalee nodded as Miranda came to join them. "Hi Miranda." She nodded.
"Hey, have you seen Krory lately?" Allen asked, his plate clear of all food.
"No… but he's probably down at the greenhouses," the older exorcist replied, taking some juice.
"Jeez… already? I need to talk to him and…" Allen dropped his fork.
"Allen?" both Lenalee and Miranda asked at the same time.
"Oh its nothing… my head felt odd for a second, but its nothing… it's gone now," Allen replied, picking up his fork again and helping himself to another pancake. Lenalee and Miranda just looked at him, but said nothing.
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"How'd it go?" asked the Leader, turning her head toward Ghost as he entered.
"Fine, fine. Everything worked fine," he answered, sitting down with a lot of clinking.
" 'Fine, fine. Everything worked fine! We'll just sit here and do nothing while the exorcists find the Innocence'," Mimicked one of the newcomer Akuma in a high pitched voice.
"Yes, yes! Of course… but why not just give it to them?" said the other, cackling evilly.
"Do you have a plan, if you're so great?" spat the Leader, looking at the two as they cackled and shrieked. One paused, looking up at the leader.
"Oh, yes! Since we have so many level 1's, I thought, just maybe, we could attack! How about that? We've got plenty of them! And with the exorcists out of the way, then we can search and kill as we please!" cackled the Akuma, still in its annoying high pitched voice.
"What?" asked the Leader.
"You heard me! I don't think you're cut out to be a leader of this… group!" the Akuma said, gesturing to Silk, Ghost and Widow. Ghost and Widow looked outraged, moving toward the leader. Silk teetered, looking from the two newcomers to the Leader and the other two.
"Come with usss! And you will be able to kill as much as you want!" the second said, sweeping a hand in front of it.
"Yes, with us!" said the other, mimicking the gesture. Just then, the Leader realized how closely the two Akuma looked like each other.
"What are you?" she asked sharply.
The two turned to look at her, smirks on their faces. "What are we? We're just like you! But oh, have you just noticed the similarity?"
"Ah yes! We are the same, you see! Or, almost… you see, it was a… very complicated thing that happened, and I do not want to waste my breath on the likes of you. Now, are you going to come with us, or stay with them?" said one.
Silk looked at the Leader, who's eyes were burning into her, then back at the other two, who were playfully pouncing on each other, shrieking things in their high voices. With a look of regret, Silk walked over to the two new comers.
"Ah, you will be rewarded! You can kill the exorcists with us, instead of waiting here, as the one to watch the level 1's!" said one joyfully, clapping Silk on the shoulder. She looked down as the Leader glared at her.
"So be it. You are free to come back to us if you like… if you… change your mind and wish to be involved in our plan instead of theirs," the Leader said, turning her back on Silk and glided to the other side of the clearing. Ghost and Widow followed, Ghost looking over his shoulder, white pupil-less eyes staring.
Well, there you have it. I ended with the Akuma... again. That was partial to that I kind of forgot what I had been typing with our hero's, so I switched to our bad guys. I hope you don't mind. Reviews? for my boring story?