Hogwarts Exchange Students
Rated T for Teen, for slight cursing
Disclaimer: I dont own any characters here; they belong to J.K. Rowling, Akira Toriyama, Yoshihiro Togashi, Eiichiro Oda or Ken Akamatsu. The world, including names for Quidditch teams and most spells, belong to J. K. Rowling, which Ive used for my own convenience, albeit trying to loosely follow the Harry Potter plot.
Harry Potter Crossover with Dragon Ball Z, Yu Yu Hakusho and One Piece, and featuring Magister Negi Magi! Alternate Universe, set in Harrys fourth year.
Characters from all series are tweaked to HPs world, but I will try to maintain them as loyal as possible to their original series counterparts. Their language will be tweaked according to where they are from though, since I didnt want all of them to be from Japan. No need to truly read any of the series here beforehand, except probably Harry Potter, but it helps to know the characters.
Pairings: Hopefully loads! Who knows what will come of this?
Chapter 5: Back at Hogwarts!
Returning to the Burrow, Harry and the gang were greeted by a non-too-calm Mrs. Weasley, who pulled each and every one of them into a tight hug and made sure they were okay. Soon enough, Mr. Weasley was called to the Ministry to solve the paperwork about that mysterious situation, and to interview all the possible wizards involved in that mess, not to mention making sure the poor muggles affected were able to return to their normal, oblivious lives.
Every minute on the remaining of the summer, everyone in the Burrow spent talking about the Quidditch Cup. Fred and George spent it complaining about being swindled out of their life savings for never being paid for winning the bet. Charlie spent complaining about the match ending too fast. Ginny and Hermione spent, in secret, their time talking about the eye-candy the match offered. Arthur spent talking about the mess the match made at the ministry. Ron was a bit too preoccupied thinking about Chachamaru to talk much. And Harry? Harry was too worried about the Dark Mark to listen to any of the conversations properly.
Bill had explained the significance of the Mark to Harry, thinking it was nothing more than a rude joke, but Harry began to wonder. After the Mark had appeared, he begun to have all sorts of unusual dreams, some with androids, some with bug-like creatures, some with ships, and some with a lot of pretty girls and young boys. What did all these dreams have in common? They all ended with a greeting to Voldermort. His scar, which had been a good deal calm for a while, had begun stinging again. This, in fact, had made Harry begin to wonder: was Voldermort truly alone anymore, or had Pettigrew's escape triggered a chain of events that brought all types of followers for him? Had Trelawney's prediction started coming true?
Eventually his thread of thought was interrupted by a complaining Ron. His best friend seemed to be holding a hand-me-down maroon dress, patched up and with lace here and there. "Are you serious, mum? These look like a woman's robes!"
"Your school lists clearly state that you need dress robes! And once I patch them up, they'll look good as new!" said Mrs. Weasley, showing him the list. "Harry, dear, I hope you don't mind I took the liberty of getting some for you while I was out in Diagon Alley."
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley" Harry barely managed to say. He picked up, dreading he might find a similar scenario to Ron, but instead he found some elegant Navy robes, with silvery details. He had to admit it looked quite elegant. He felt a knot in his stomach seeing Ron's robes, knowing the Weasleys couldn't afford better, and that Mrs. Weasley would accept no help for them.
"Why do we have to bring these anyway?" complained Ron. "There's never anything fancy going on in Hogwarts!" He paused for a second, remembering Chachamaru's comment, and looking to his mother, as if begging for an answer. "Is there…?"
"You'll find out soon enough" she responded, beaming a little. "You're in for an exciting year. Do promise me you'll steer clear of any danger, boys."
Harry and Ron looked at each other. Wherever there was danger in Hogwarts, there was the dynamic trio. They nodded slightly, a noncommittal answer. They weren't about to promise something they were sure they couldn't keep. Besides, Harry was quite annoyed of being kept out of the loop. It seemed everyone knew what was about to happen this year except him or anyone that would tell him. How can he promise something if he doesn't know what he's promising?
Molly Weasley sighed. She knew they didn't make a proper promise by far. But there was no pushing these two. "Now finish packing your trunks and off to bed" she said, a warm smile on her face. "You're in for quite the treat tomorrow."
That's right, Harry thought, we're going back to Hogwarts.
The next day, Harry had his trunk packed, Hedwig in her cage and his muggle clothes on, ready for the departure on the Hogwarts' Express from Platform 9¾. He was joined, of course, by his extended family, the Weasley's and Hermione, and it was a longer good-bye than usual, since Bill and Charlie were also saying goodbye, even if Percy wasn't there because of his new ministry job. Ginny was hugging Bill particularly tight, when he finally confessed.
"Ginny, I'm going with you," he said, amazed even at himself for being able to keep it a secret for so long. "I'll be teaching Ancient Runes this year."
Now, all those in the extended family going to Hogwarts looked at him in amazement. "But… how…? Why?" Hermione managed to ask. "What happened to professor Bathsheda Babbling?"
"She'll be part of the exchange program, so be prepared to have new professors," explained Bill, finally letting out a part of the secret, "and new classmates for that matter."
"You mean Chacha is really coming to the school?" Ron had to ask.
"Yeah, she and a few others" Bill answered. "And a few of your classmates will probably be going to other schools."
"But I've never heard of something like this before," said Hermione. "In Hogwarts, A History, there was never any actual exchange of students between schools. The closest to it is the Triwizard Tournament, but even then the students came and went!"
"The Triwizard Tournament?" Harry repeated.
Before Hermione could explain, Bill said, "Let's get going, before the train leaves."
"Oh, no you don't William Weasley! I want some answers." Hermione followed the poor eldest Weasley, with Ginny following closely. Harry sighed, deciding to go with Ron to look for a seat.
"I can't believe they were keeping something like that from us, you know," said Ron, putting his trunk in an empty compartment. "I mean, it sorta makes you wonder. You think Dean, Seamus and the rest will be around for the year, Harry?"
"We even saw them at the Cup, yet they didn't tell us anything," Harry commented, wondering himself how many faces he wouldn't be seeing this year. "Why is everyone keeping this all hush-hush?"
"And, of course, I wanted to go to Durmstrang, but my mother didn't like the idea of me being so far away from home." Draco Malfoy's presumptuous voice reached Harry's ears. Unusually, he was not followed by his usual monkey thugs, Crabbe and Goyle, but was instead with a sour-faced Blaise Zabini, and pug-faced Pansy Parkinson. Harry hoped this meant the two buffoons were sent in exchange, and pitied the poor school that received them. "But at least we'll finally have a decent Dark Arts education! My father told me that Evangeline McDowell will be joining the staff. I'm quite close to her, you know."
Ron rolled his eyes, mouthing to Harry, "Eva hates gits like him. And like Percy for that matter."
Harry held back a laugh, and continued to listen in to Draco's voice coming from the hallway.
"And I hear Rumbar will be giving classes too" he continued. "This year we will finally learn something interesting! No more frauds like Trelawney either! I don't know which schools will be exchanging students with us, but they certainly sound better than this."
Harry and Ron inwardly cheered for not having Divination anymore; they were quite sure it was for her sake that she was sent away, remembering she had predicted Voldermort's return. Harry tried to remember where he'd heard the name Rumbar before. Probably Hermione, he figured. Malfoy's footsteps were now fading away into the distance. Harry even felt the urge to follow him, just to hear more details for the upcoming year.
"How come he gets to know all that and we don't?" Ron complained, sitting down.
"I guess they want us to 'stay out of trouble', like your mom said," Harry joked. "Think Hermione got anything from Bill?"
"He's a grave, Harry" Ron responded with a sigh. "We'd have better luck getting it out of Dumbledore."
Soon enough, Hermione rampaged into the room, obviously annoyed. "Your brother is impossible! He might as well tell us what's going on! We're nearly there! Honestly!"
"Well, we heard Malfoy talking about them sacking Trelawney" said Ron. "Hopefully we won't have divination anymore."
"Really? It was about time! That woman is only lucky to get a few things right! If you hadn't told us about the prophecy, Harry, I'd have thought her a fraud." Hermione wasn't too fond of the Divination teacher. "But at least I saw Neville around. Not everyone was sent away, it seems. And he was as much out of the loop as we were."
"So its not just us, then?" Harry asked. "That's a bit of a relief."
The rest of the train ride went about smoothly. Soon enough, they were changed and the train was arriving at Hogsmeade Station. Despite all the rage on the matter, there were no new faces on the train, besides all the new, scared-looking first years. In fact, the Hogwarts Express looked positively empty. Our favorite wizarding trio made their way to the station, to the horseless carriages that awaited them. Just as Ron was closing the door to the carriage, a seemingly impossible sight impeded him: there was a blue and yellow spaceship flying their way.
"Harry, Hermione, you have got to see this," he said, stepping out of the carriage, dumbfounded. "What the bloody hell is that?"
Harry followed Ron out of the carriage. "No way!" Harry said, motioning Hermione to come forward. "Doesn't that look like a spaceship? Like on the movies?"
"By Merlin, you're right," said Hermione, close behind her friends. "And look! There's a flying ship too!"
It wasn't your average ship coming either, it was a huge yellowish ship with a lion face on the mast, and tangerine trees on the deck. Its huge sails featured a skull and crossbones with a straw hat and a scar under the right eye.
"That's Monkey's flag" Ron barely managed to say. His hero in the whole cup was coming to Hogwarts! "And on the other flying thing is the Capsule Corp logo! Impossible! Is that Briefs? Harry! Its Briefs! Look!"
Ron was right. It was Trunks Briefs flying the ship. And right behind them was another ship, a red somewhat dragon-like airship with no school logo. That red airship seemed to have magical properties as far as Harry could tell, maybe to the extent of being magic. Standing atop the ship was a lonely, dark, small figure: Hiei Jaganshi.
"Ron, this will be the best Quidditch season ever."
A/N: So Bill's my favorite character and I wanted a little more action on his part! Sue me! Actually, don't! Don't sue me! I'm dirt poor and I've made no money of this! But now things start getting interesting! Oh, and just so you know, the exchange students appeared in Hogwarts since school starts, unlike in the books, because they will be joining our main characters even in classes. Next chapter is sorting! Look forward to it! Read and review!