"—shi, Kakashi!" Who was it this time? No! Don't think about it… "Kakashi!" Was it Obito, asking him to protect Rin? He had failed him. There was rumbling under him. It was probably caused by the heavy footsteps of the Kyuubi, coming to kill him too
Let it hurry… let it hurry…
"KAKASHI!"
His eyes finally shot open, ready for the worst. Ron's worried face peered down at him. He was slumped against the wall of the compartment, one arm held up to Obito's eye, clawing at the forehead protector. They were moving again. He stared blankly back. Then he sat up. Taking in his surroundings he noticed Harry, also sitting on the ground.
…What kind of Shinobi was he?
"You okay, Kakashi?" Ron looked at him as if he was some diseased animal that, if one got to close, would be contagious.
"Yeah…what happened?"
"That thing was a dementor. They're searching for Sirius Black. Here, eat this, it'll help." Said Lupin, proffering a chunk of chocolate to each boy. "I'm going to go talk to the Engineer." With that he left.
"Who was screaming?" Harry asked. Kakashi winced, the rest of the car look at Harry worriedly.
"No one was screaming, Harry" said Hermione, gently.
"Did you hear someone, Kakashi?"
"I—" He swallowed
"It looked like you were trying to claw out that eye, mate." interrupted Ron. Kakashi looked away. Ron looked back at Harry "I thought you two were having a fit or something… Harry just went rigid and fell of his seat."
Harry's POV:
It had been scary for them, he could see. He probably would have been afraid too if Ron had just fallen off his seat like that…. He hadn't gotten an answer from Kakashi. Had he heard the screaming? It had taken longer for Ron to wake him up too. He had sat up, watching the other boy. His arms had been trembling, reaching toward the covered eye, his legs kicking out as if to push himself away from something terrible. Had he heard the screaming too? It was frustrating that he couldn't get an answer. It was even more frustrating to think that the boy might know what had happened and not tell him. He wanted to know why they had been the only one's to react like that. He wanted an excuse that would take away the shame slowly growing in the pit of his stomach.
"You know, that chocolate isn't poisoned." said Lupin, coming back inside of the compartment.
The students hesitantly began to chew on the chocolate he'd given to them. As soon as he bit into the chocolate warmth spread all the way to the tips of his fingers and toes.
"We'll be at Hogwarts in ten minutes, is everyone alright." They all nodded, as his eyes ran over them.
They didn't talk much after that. When they got to the station he wobbled to the first carriage and sat down heavily on the seat closest to the window. Hermione and Ron got in after him, looking worried. Kakashi began to follow them, but stopped just outside the doorway. He was starring at the place where horses would be on a regular coach. There was nothing there.
"What are those things?"
"What things? There's nothing there." Answered Ron irritably. Kakashi looked at him pensively for a moment and stepped into the coach. The ride passed in silence. Harry still felt weak, so Kakashi probably felt similarly fatigued. He looked at the boy. His eyes were trained upon the window behind Hermione's head, looking out at what, Harry could only presume, were invisible horses. Something didn't sit right with him about this strange boy.
When they stepped into the castle Professor McGonagall bustled up to them. "Potter, Granger! I want to see you in my office."
Regular/Kakashi POV:
The Hermione and Harry walked of, following Professor McGonagall. Kakashi and Ron walked to the great hall in silence.
When they reached the big doors Ron reluctantly turned his head to face Kakashi.
Great, he already doesn't like me.
"Do you know where you're supposed to go to be sorted?" He shook his head.
"Are you the new student then?" A nasal voice sounded above him. He turned around and nodded to the greasy-haired professor. It disconcerted him that he hadn't sensed the man coming. That thing—the dementor—had thrown his senses out of whack.
"Then come with me." The man grabbed him around his wrist and pulled him towards a room just behind the great hall. He could have easily avoided the man, but why bother? It was important to know that he could have. And he could… right?
"You will go in through the back door when your name is called." He nodded again. He was ANBU it didn't matter if he didn't understand.
About five minutes later he hear Professor McGonagall's voice Call out "Hatake, Kakashi." He stepped out into the large room. All eyes were fixed on him.
Just like the Chunin exam he mused. He sat down on the three-legged stool McGonagall pointed to. He had to resist the urge to dodge when she place the musty old hat on his head
Oh my, what a mind I have here! Kakashi did not start at the sudden voice.
I take it you sort me into my house?
Yes, you are a sharp one…
Sort me into Gryffindor. I need to be in Gryffindor to complete my mission.
That has nothing to do with me, my boy… Still you have the loyalty and courage of a Gryffindor. Yet you are extremely intelligent like a Ravenclaw and…. While your ambitions have been destroyed you are still very cunning like a Slytherine. I am afraid you are not very humble…
Kakashi gave a snort. That sounded like something Obito would say.
Gryffindor please, or I will be forced to shred you.
The hat gave a chortle. Yes, you are very loyal, especially to your Hokage.
"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted out.
He took off the hat and put it on the stool. Then he made his way over to the red and gold table, where Fred and George were waving over-enthusiastically shouting,
"It's our honor, Mr. Hatake!"
"Yes, Yes, it is simply splendid to have you with us!"
He forced a grin beneath the mask. The worst part about this mission was having to interact properly with people. To be an ANBU you weren't required to have any particular level of mental health. If they did he wouldn't be one right now. You weren't mentally healthy when you just wanted your life to end.
"Well, that seems to be everything of importance! Let the feast begin!" He heard the voice of Dumbledore ring out behind him. As he sat down across from the twins, the plates and goblets filled with more food and drink than he had ever seen before.
Wow… food. It was impressive, to be sure, but he was too engrossed in his own thoughts to really care.
When the feast was finally over Harry and Ron led the way up to their dorm. He sat down on his bed with a sigh. He was very tired, but somehow could tell he wouldn't sleep well. He undid the bandages securing his side pouch and the ones around his ankles and swung his legs over the side of the bed.
After closing the curtains on his four-poster he slid off his gloves and flexed his sore palm. His hand was still healing from his first attempt at raikiri. When Rin had died he'd recklessly used his new jutsu against the kyuubi. It, of course only served to give him burnt fingers and a few broken ribs when one of the giant nine tails flicked him through the air like a fly. Yeah… Like he could do anything.
Even a "genius" couldn't do a thing.
Finally he untied the forehead protector and poked the unscarred hand out through the curtains and laid it and the gloves on his bedside table beside his wand and ninja pouch. Soon he could hear the snores of all of his roommates.
Time lapse, because I say so…
"Morning" yawned Ron as he made his way down to the Gryffindor table where Kakashi sat, his plate empty.
"Ohay—Good morning Ron." He really needed to get used to using this language soon.
Ron sat down and groggily began to swallow sausages and orange juice. After a while devoid of any conversation unless you include the appreciative slurping sounds Ron made, Harry came and sat beside him.
"I grabbed our schedules, we're all together, Divination first."
"mrrr… I muonder aht uh eacher'fth ike" (translation "I wonder what the teacher's like") asked Ron through a mouthful of eggs.
"It says Professor Trelawney."
"We'll just have to see, huh?" answered the shinobi, watching Ron in fascination.
Hermione came and sat down across the table.
"'Ermione, let me see your schedule" demanded run, now finished chewing. He snatched the paper from her. "You have 3 classes just first period! I know you're amazing and all, but that's not possible."
"I worked it out with Professor McGonagall."
"'Ermione, even you can't be in more than one place at a time!"
"I worked it out!"
The four remained silent for a while, until it was time for class. They then made their way up to the tallest tower, where divination classes were held.
The moment he stepped into the room, Kakashi nearly gagged. The place was over whelmed with the scents of incense, perfume and teas and the combination made his sensitive nose feel like it was going to explode. Nevertheless, when the trio sat down he calmly sat down with them.
"You okay, mate?" asked Ron.
He nodded "the smell in here is just kind of overbearing"
"I'll say," muttered Harry.
Finally the rest of the class began to file in. Professor Trelawney began the class with an airy lecture on the "art of divination" and set the group to reading each other's tealeaves.
Hermione and Kakashi swapped cups as did Ron and Harry.
"I see... Ants, so... you may have impending difficulties… wait, or is that a beagle?" Hermione puzzled over his teacup.
He smiled wanly behind the mask and looked into her teacup
"I see… a closed book… so you will have a question that you want answered." Ron snorted.
"When does she not?"
"Well, why don't you tell use what's in Harry's future then" Hermione said, huffily
"Uh… there's a kinda blob- like thing… it could be a… bear so you're gonna have bad luck and then… there's a hat.. So you're gonna have bad luck, but then your gonna get prosperity."
Harry began to laugh at that, which caused Professor Trelawney to leave her task of keeping Neville from breaking yet another teacup and come over to snap
"Let me see that" she snatched the cup out of Ron's hands.
"Oh my, OH MY!" her shrill voice rose into screech. She dropped the teacup as if it were red hot and held a hand to her rather unimpressive bosom.
"What is it??" Asked a Gryffindor Kakashi had not yet come to know.
"It's—It's the GRIM!" A few students stared at her blankly, along with Kakashi, but Ron's face went white.
"The 'grim'?" deadpanned Harry
"It's the worst symbol of death, mate." Stated Ron, looking at him with fear in his eyes.
"Oh you poor, poor child." Whispered the professor. A tense silence followed. Trelawney whispered, "You are dismissed…" It was all slightly overdrmatic if you asked Kakashi, but no one had.
This isn't going to be as easy as I thought.
Still, it was good to be out of that classroom.
Time lapse, cuz walking to class is soooo interesting, ya know?
Kakashi watched numbly as Professor McGonagall changed back from a cat to being a human.
"Really, what is wrong with you today? That's the first time my transformation did not earn applause."
"… P-Professor Trelawney saw the grim in Harry's teacup"
"Ah I see… Listen to me. Each and every year Professor Trelawney 'foresees' one of her student's death. As far as I know her prediction of death have never come true. There is nothing to be concerned about."
Aside from Sirius Black, that is. Added Kakashi in his head.
AN:
Alright, I know I took longer than expect. But, to be fair, NONE OF YOU ARE REVIEWING! I NEED SOME MOTIVATION! Anyways, next chapter will probably contain the Bogart, which is going to be fun to write. I haven't decided how exactly I'm going to do it yet though. The reason this took so long was I was going to put the Bogart in this chapter, but I decided to split it up, and not make you wait for what I can give. I got some good Character development done though, since this was a fairly slow chapter. Oh well. The next one should be up in the next few weeks. And remember: READ AND REVIEW something like 500 people have read this in just these first 3 weeks! You could review too ya' know:P