Dawning of Magic

by Goggleplex

Summery: To protect 'The Holder of Magic' Hogwarts itself invoked a spell that calls a group as protectors. But Konoha is too big a group and a single team is too small. Which group is the perfect size? The Akatauki actually.

Chapter Three - Freaks and Geeks

Draco Malfoy wasn't a very patient young wizard. He was spoiled and hasty and when he desired things he got them immediately. But for now he was much to excited to feel impatient. Hogwarts would be his school now and going to school for the first time made him feel almost deliriously happy on the inside. Now that he was at Platform Nine and Three Quarters all he had to do was find his thugs and settle in before making a grand introduction to Harry Potter, who was sure to become awed by his presence and want to become friends with him!

The Hogwarts Express was already in the station and there was a loud clamor and a lot of frenzied bustling as students searched out their friends, parents and children parted and boyfriend greeted their girlfriends with long drown out kisses. Draco gave a smirk as he took a step towards the train only to find himself the next moment spilled onto the ground, as another body had crashed into him in an obvious hurry. "Watch where you're going!" Draco shouted as he glared up at his 'attacker'.

A silver haired boy with piercing violet eyes glared back at him, "Watch out yourself you stupid bastard. I can't believe those fuckers left without me! I'm going to kick their collective asses, seriously."

Draco blanched at the kid's rather colorful language. His mother would punish him severely if even one of those words escaped into his vocabulary. Finding his voice somehow he retorted, "You shouldn't be rushing around anyway. The trains not going to leave for another fifteen minutes."

The boy glared a very condescending expression before replying with, "The fuckers I live with still left without me and I'm going to kick their heathen asses. Who are you anyway?"

"My name is Draco Malfoy. What about you? What's your name?"

"Hidan Daitoku, now if you'll move I need to find my housemates." Hidan straightened up and got back to rushing around to find his "friends".

Draco pushed the incident to the back of his mind to ponder over at a later time. He entered the train and continued to search for his two boulder like friends and plot to meet the Boy-Who-Lived. He had yet to see anyone familiar when he absently slid open a door only to get another earful of expletives.

"Kakuzu you bastard! Why the hell didn't you wake me up this morning!? I should fucking beat the life out of you, seriously!" Ah. It was that Hidan kid again.

"Shut up Hidan. You shouldn't have stayed up so late last night if you knew you weren't going to wake up easily this morning," the boy, Kakuzu apparently, was completely the opposite of Hidan in appearance. Where Hidan was fair skinned and haired Kakuzu was darker tanned and had black hair. His eyes were the most notable thing about him at first, pools of electric green within black. That and he had thick black stitches sewn all the way up from the corners of his lips, across his jawline and to presumably the back of his head. He was a pretty creepy kid.

Hidan looked up before Draco could make a quick and unnoticed escape though, "Hey, it's the clumsy dragon kid. You can sit here fuckwad, that way I can have someone intelligent to talk to unlike this fuckmook."

Kakuzu glared at Hidan and said, "Shut up, Hidan. If you use language like that you'll get into trouble. If you insult the wrong person you might die."

Hidan barked out a laugh and said, "You going back to that shitty expression again? Kakuzu this fuckwad is Draco Malfoy, Draco this fuckmook is Kakuzu Okane."

Kakuzu looked at the completely 'curse-shocked' Draco and said, "Sorry for the fact that the first person you had to meet from Red Dawn was Hidan of all people. Just ignore the moron, we all do."

Draco learned words he never knew existed in the five minutes after that. He wondered if anyone else met anyone as weird as these two...

Harry Potter was upset to find that there weren't any relatively empty compartments to sit in. With only five minutes left to go before the train started would he find anywhere to sit? He opened up a compartment that was empty save for a long haired blond boy and a serious looking redhead, "Excuse me, do you two mind if I sit here, everywhere else is pretty filled up."

"Go ahead," the blond replied before turning toward the redhead, "You can deny it all you want Sasori-danna, but what happened with that medic and your granny proves art is in the moment, a fleeting expression of beauty. My own incident with Itachi's brother proves that. Art is explosion, hm."

"Again you lose the vision of true art, Deidara," the redhead replied, "Even in the end of my own incident what happened with Tobi's incident proved my art is eternal. That girl was inspired by my art but who was ever inspired by yours? My art proves to last in the minds of people for eternity."

"But she was inspired by the ending of your art, not the eternity of it so once again that proves it was in the fleeting moment of your incident that inspired her, not the supposed eternity of your arts, hm."

The redhead, Sasori turned to look at Harry, who was barely listening to their debate and said, "How about you, kid. What do you think of art? Is art an eternal beauty or a fleeting expression?"

Harry quirked an eyebrow. He had never thought about art before, but he sort of got the feeling that answering would be the smart thing to do, "Uh...isn't art truthful and beautiful?"

"Yes, but that leads to the question of what is truly beautiful or what is truly truth," Sasori said, "Is true beauty something that lasts forever, I believe that is so."

"But doesn't everything have to end?" Harry blurted before he could stop himself, Sasori glared coldly at him and Harry hastened to explain, "I mean in life something will be lost. Humanity will go extinct and Earth will become barren. The sun will die. All stars will die out. The universe will implode again or expand into nothingness or something. Since everything begins everything has to end, right?"

The blond gave a gleeful laugh and said, "Finally a man after my own heart! I'm Deidara Bakuha and this misguided fellow is Sasori Akasuna, we're first years at the school, hm."

"So am I. My name's Harry Potter," the be-speckled brunette said with a nervous smile, "It's nice to meet you."

"Potter?" Deidara said with a wide toothy grin, "Where your ancestors clay users, hm? My artistic medium is clay, I make sculptures and they explode very nicely."

"I didn't know clay exploded," Harry said with a confused expression, "If it explodes how will people know you made figures?"

"When they see them explode they always know it's me, hm. But the name Harry Potter seems familiar to me somehow, I wonder why, hm?"

Sasori sighed in irritation, "Don't you know anything, brat? That is the boy in all the history books. He's the one who lived after someone tried a death curse on him."

"Stop talking like that, it makes you sound like an old man saying boy and brat all the time, hm." Deidara said with a huff. Harry smiled a little, these two 'artists' were strange but they seemed harmless. Maybe he could have some friends finally.

Elsewhere on the train Ron was being manhandled by his older brothers, Fred and George, while they looked for someone they could pawn off their brother onto, Finally they came to a corridor and after a quick round of eenie-meenie-miney-moe they slid open one of the doors. Inside the compartment they picked was a serious looking black haired boy with onyx eyes that would have given off the impression of Professor Snape had it not been for the bored expression and lack of greasy skin and hair. Across from him sat a kid who looked like he had an accident in both fish transfiguration and coloring charms. He was blue and had shark-like teeth, gill markings and silvery beady eyes.

"Hey little firsties," Fred said with a cheeky grin.

"We need to get going," George added.

"-But take care of our ickle-Ronniekins,"

"-The poor thing's lonely and scared,"

"-And he needs to branch out"

"-and meet new people anyway. Bye"

"-Bye!"

Ron stood there in the doorway after his older brothers left and flushed a bit, "Sorry they pawned me off to you two."

The blue kid grinned and said, "Nah, it's fine. Take a seat somewhere. I don't bite and neither does Itachi."

Ron sat relieved next to Itachi and across from the blue kid, "So you two are first years then?"

"You got it. I'm Kisame Hoshigaki and the guy you're sitting next to is Itachi Uchiha." Kisame said and reached out to shake the lanky boy's hand.

"My name's, Ron Weasley, those two where my older brothers Fred and George. You should watch out around them. They like playing pranks." Ron said with a sigh.

"Wow, two brothers? I only had a little sister before I left, Itachi had only a little brother." Kisame said and Itachi nodded slightly.

"Five." Ron muttered.

"Excuse me?" Kisame said, rather confused.

"I have five older brothers and one little sister. I'm the youngest brother." Ron said miserably.

"Wow. I don't envy that." Kisame said, "So I've been reading about this sport called Quidditch. It seems sort of like a sissy sport unless your playing as a Beater. I like the Tutshill Tornados, they have a pretty good offensive."

"Are you kidding me? The Chudley Cannons will go all the way this season for sure!" Ron replied, distracted from his wallowing.

"The Chudley Cannons?" Kisame said with a laugh, "Maybe if they work hard they won't be last in the league."

"And you think the Tornados are better? They'll never make it to nationals!"

"You both are fools," Itachi said, speaking for the first time since Ron entered, "Toyohashi Tengu are the ones who have both strong Beaters, swift Chasers and an excellent Seeker and Keeper."

Ron paused and said, "I don't know that team. Is that a real one?"

"Japan's national champions. The entire team is set to replace the Japan National Quidditch Team next year, an event unrivaled in the history of the sport. By our second year they will win the Quidditch World Championship and become legends."

"Well here in the United Kingdom the Chudley Cannons are the true champions."

Kisame coughed but is sounded a bit like 'inyourdreams'.

Tobi was being a good boy, sitting beside Zetsu and minding his own business when a short and sort of round dirty blond haired boy crashed through the door and stumbled to stand to his feet. He flushed slightly and looked apologetic before an older woman wearing green and a rather interesting hat peeked in and brusquely nodded, "This will do. Write me after you get Sorted for the things you have surely forgotten to bring and I'll send then promptly and for goodness sakes Neville, stop fumbling around."

The woman left and Neville could do nothing more than sit shyly beside Zetsu and look down at his hands in embarrassment. Neville noticed the kid he sat beside had green hair and golden eyes but he also had a strange coexistence with a plant. He desperately wanted to ask about it but was too nervous to do so. The other boy had a wild shock of black hair and a round, cheerful face, though he had a feint scar over his left eye and wore orange goggles over his eyes. He waved cheerfully and said, "Hi there! My name's Tobi Sasuga! The guy sitting next to you is Zetsu Hisakata and he's my best friend!"

Neville smiled shyly and mumbled, "I'm Neville Longbottom."

Tobi grasped Neville's hand and shook it enthusiastically saying, "It's wonderful to meet you Neville-san. I'm happy to be going to Hogwarts. I hope I go into Hufflepuff. That house seems to be the friendliest."

"I want to be a Gryffindor." Neville said with a slight flushing, "My mom and dad were Gryffindors."

"Oh Gryffindor isn't so fun!" Tobi said with a shake of his head, "Sure they're brave and all but Hufflepuffs are known for loyalty and being hard workers. If I have friends I'd rather have loyal friends then being around bold and brave people that ignore me all the time."

"Maybe so," Neville said thoughtfully and he silently listened to Tobi chat, feeling ease with the two that he never felt when he was with his Gran. 'Hufflepuffs wouldn't be bad to be around...' Neville thought as he gave a tentative smile to Zetsu who serenely blinked in return.

Hermione was swiftly becoming sick of the entire wizarding world. Oh sure Professor Sprout had made the magical world sound wonderful and fasinating but everyone in it seemed to be rude! So what if she chatted nervously when she got excited? Just because she corrected a second year student gave them no right to kick her out and call her a "know-it-all-Muggleborn." The train was already moving on its way and she still had no place to sit, no one wanted to sit with a 'first year' and all the compartments with younger students seemed to be filled to the brim. She finally came to the last compartment of the last section of the train and tentively knocked on the door before sliding it open with a peek, "Sorry if I'm bothering you but can I please sit here? Nowhere else has room for me."

There where two kids sitting in the compartment. A girl with blue hair and eyes who had a large, leather bound book in her lap and an orange haired boy with a lot of piercings covering his face. The girl gave an icy glance towards Hermione and the bushy haired brunette stilled unter the intense gaze, was she going to be rejected?

"I don't mind if you sit," the girl finally said, "But it's Pein's decision on if you are allowed to stay or not."

Hermione turned to look at the kid across from the blue girl. He smiled a bit and said, "Go ahead and sit down. It wouldn't be good manners to send you out since the train is already moving."

Hermione let out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you very much!" She settled in and finally glanced more closely at the book in the blue haired girl's lap and Hermione gasped in awe.

"Clarissa! I have always wanted to finish that book! Is it as tragic as they say?" Hermione gushed, "I've only read the first thousand pages."

"What is your name?" the blue girl questioned, genuinely interested.

"I'm Hermione Granger. My family isn't magic but I was so excited when I got the acceptance letter for Hogwarts. Magic is absolutely fascinating! I've already finished the books but I haven't memorized Magical Theory yet. I really liked Hogwarts A History even though it isn't required reading."

"My name is Konan Futae and this is my close friend Pein Kouu. We are both orphans but are sure we are the first magical people in out family."

"Oh how sad," Hermione said, "Were you very young when they died?"

"Yes we were," Pein said with a nod, "But we're fine. We live in a place called the Red Dawn Group Home. It's kind of wierd but everyone there got accepted into Hogwarts. It's sure to be an interesting time."

Elsewhere on the train Orochimaru became very popular with upperclassmen Slytherins but he found them all boring, stupid and useless. He wished Kabuto or Sasuke were around to make things more interesting.

For the rest of the journey to Hogwarts the Akatsuki mingled with the student population, creating early ties while spending time with some avarage and unaverage first year students.

The Train finally pulled into Hogsmade Station and the first year students made their way down to the lake where a small fleet of boats awaited them. Ron nearly fell out of the boat when the tenticle of a giant squid reached over to pat a startled Kisame on the top of his spike blue hair. He swatted it away and muttered something about a stupid cephalopod.

The students were brought up to Hogwarts and stood in line before the older students and teachers before a stern looking professor brought out a stool and sat a hat upon it. The hat was battered and old as well as patched, frayed, and extremely dirty. A tear along the brim opened like a mouth and abruptly it broke into song!

"Oh you may not think me pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

if you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folks use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

After the applause for the hat died down Professor McGonagall took out a list of First Year student names and began the Sorting Ceremony.

"Akasuna, Sasori!"

"The Mistress told me you and the rest of your group would be coming...you are quite a devious boy" I'm 47 "And I'm a 1000 year old hat. But beneath all your love of...art...is some definite buried emotion, passion and brain power. Yes, you are quite the clever kid, inventing all your poisons and puppet traps and for destroying the leader of your village you should be a" "SLYTHERIN!"

The table in green clapped and cheered and Harry became worried. After all, hadn't Hagred told him there was no one who came from Slytherin that hadn't gone dark? He'd have to be careful around Sasori...

"Bakuha, Deidara!"

"Wow. Another self proclaimed artist, huh?" I'll show you self proclaimed! "No need for that, my boy. I haven't seen a temper like this since I told Charlie Weasley his brother was more mature than he...I believe I know exactly where I shall put you" "GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry sighed in relief. At least one of his new friends was at the place he wanted to be in.

"Daitoku, Hidan!"

"Amazing! You've been given what most men in the world could only dream of having, an immortal body. I see you god is...different than ones most believe in nowadays. Your complete and faultless loyalty to this Jashin tells me you should be in" "HUFFLEPUFF!"

Aw fuckit... Hidan thought as he steely sat beside Hannah Abbot, giving her an frigid glare that immediately stopped the cheerful greeting he was about to receive. Draco doubted the Sorting Hat's sanity as Hidan settled himself down.

"Futae, Konan!"

"I really feel for you if you've had to put up with men like these your whole life...now let me see here. You are an insanely loyal to you partner but your mind is as sharp as a tack and you are a book obsessed ice queen. I think I'll place you in" "RAVENCLAW!"

Hermione smiled and hoped the two would remain friends evenif she ended up somewhere else.

"Granger, Hermione!"

"Interesting. You have shed your prejudices before even entering Hogwarts, good for you. And since you have more brains, daring, drive and ambition then half the students there I think you should be placed in," "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Hisakata, Zetsu!"

"You seem to be a little strange," Just wait until I hit puberty, you haven't seen anything until then. "Okay more than a little strange. You do have a good example of a hard work ethic, working all hours of the night and day. I'm sure you'll be a great addition to" "HUFFLEPUFF!"

Professor Sprout wondered if the plant boy would ever stop by if she wanted to ask about his od development.

"Hoshigaki, Kisame!"

"You are a hasty, irritable, and yet nobly deluded individual. You do not have much subtlety for a ninja. I believe the place for you will be," "GRYFFINDOR!"

Ron was glad about his new friend being there and he hoped Itachi would be a Gryffindor as well.

"Kouu, Pein!"

"Hmm, if Voldemort ever returns he'll have a heck of a ways to go since you surpass him in well thought out plans of world domination and god-like ego. Where does an ambitious, egotistical would-be ruler of the world go except for" "SLYTHERIN!"

Hermione was slightly upset but Pein's expression and Konan's showed that they were both at ease with the situation so she would be too."

"Longbottom, Neville!"

"Brave, bright, loyal and hardworking. You would be a good addition to either Hufflepuff or Gryffindor." Hufflepuff...wouldn't be bad...it's not where my parents were...but I think it might be better if I were loyal to people I care about instead of brave and lonely..."very well then. Your heart may be filled with courage but your work ethic tells me you should be in" "HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Malfoy, Draco!"

'I don't want that insane old hat on my head!' Draco thought as he lifted the hat, it barely reached his brow when it said, "No question here, you'll go straight to" "SLYTHERIN!"

"Okane, Kakuzu!"

"You are a greedy, bitter, sleazy opportunist whose only desire is to make money, put others through a lot of misery and somehow outlive all your enemies...that's a prime mindset for" "SLYTHERIN!"

Kakuzu sat beside Draco who made room for him at to his left side. So the hat wasn't entirely insane.

"Potter, Harry!"

Please not Slytherin!"Not Slytherin huh? I have to say I'm a bit disappointed. I suppose there is nowhere else for you to go then but," "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Sasuga, Tobi!"

"I see you have somewhat of a split personality hidden in here: a good boy and a bad one. Your good side is loyal and your bad side is driven. The perfect place for one like you is," "HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Uchiha, Itachi!"

"Hmm, you are one crazy and messed up individual. Other than that you have no current ambitions besides finishing your mission and you arn't a bold person. You certainly aren't loyal but that doesn't take away from the fact that your mind is one of the most brilliant ones I've seen in many years. A bored and restless genius should be in" "RAVENCLAW!"

Ron sighed unhappily, Itachi wasn't a Gryffindor but at least Kisame was...

"Weasley, Ronald!"

"Hmm, another Weasley huh? Well there's no question here. You're to be placed in," "GRYFFINDOR!"

Ron smiled in relief and sat across from Kisame and beside the kid Deidara, who was next to Harry.

"Yukihebi, Orochimaru!"

Oh high Heavens! It's Voldemort's bastard love child! Were the only thoughts going through the 'omnipotent' Albus Dumbledore's mind as the serpent-like boy grinned widely and sat with the hat on his head.

"Talented, intelligent and snake summoning? I'd be lynched if I put you anywhere but Slytherin but your personality is much more suited towards" "RAVENCLAW!"

The two pieces had finally been set in the eyes of the Red Dawn. The Magic Holder was a First Year Griffindor. No one noticed that eleven sets of eyes observed the first years at the Gryffindor table for the majority of the feast. One of them would become a part of the Akatsuki's future...whether they wanted to or not.

End Chapter Three

Whoowie, that took a while but I hope you enjoyed this installment of Dawning of Magic! Please review!