Aannnnnnnnnnd I'm BACK, of course with another chapter. Thanks for all the reviews, some had some brilliant ideas. Of course we have pairings, keep 'em coming cause I kinda have a tie between Yullen and Allen x Lenalee (what is the bloody shorthand for this one!). well on with the story. I do not own the stories. If I did, Kanda would have rabbit tempura (from the local rabbit) and good old Voldy would have a set of puke green robes with cute cartoony skulls all over it. ;3

Rose was having a glaring contest with Kanda.

The reason you ask?

Let's just say a certain blond Slytherin called Kanda a 'gay girly mudblood' and Kanda attempted to slice the fore mentioned Slytherin in half. Unfortunately Snape caught him which resulted in a heated argument which resulted in the current situation where Rose trying to get Kanda to stop carrying mugan around all the time. (GASP)

Needless to say, it's practically impossible.

'Kanda, just give me the damn sword'

'Hell no'

'You want to be sent back to H.Q.?'

'Yes'

'With 'Komurin attack me' written all over you in indelible ink?'

'Don't give a damn.'

'Kanda…'

SLAM!

A very irate Allen stormed in followed by a slightly frantic Lavi.

'Allen, it's not that bad!'

Rose runs one eye over him and cracks up, "Yes, it IS that bad Allen. What the hell happened to you?"

"I believe I can answer that question," says a deadpan Snape, "As it coincidentally was, the group that spilt that potion on him, had tried cheating by looking in their text books for help. However, they had turned the wrong page as I gather, and created the Desire potion which turns the user into what they want to be the most. Incidentally, this is not a good image for young Mr. Walker. It will wear off in a week or so, although it has been known to be permanent. Good day to you Miss. Walker."

He smirked and left, looking like an oversize vulture more than ever.

Yes, you heard right. The white haired strapping youth Allen Walker, most desires to be a member of the female population, resulting in one more addition to the 3,301,112,087 females on the planet, now making it 3,301,112,087 and three quarters. Because you see, in his mind he is still male.

Allen gestured at his, I mean HER contours, "It . . . moves, and it's heavy."

And incidentally once again, Allen had desired to be a girl with double D's. And as he was still wearing the male uniform, he was uh, popping out a bit and uh, hanging loose.

"Ro-se, can you turn me back?"

"But didn't you want to be a female?" she asked in wide eyed innocence.

"But. . . But . . . Ple-ase," he/she begged with puppy dog eyes on full.

"Uhhhhhhhh," Rose seemed to give in, "No." her words, uh word, was final.

"What! But WHY!"

"Welll…I could, but you see, if I did it would probably damage your cellular structure, rendering you crippled for life, or paralyzed from the neck down. In that case your innocence would become completely useless to the order. Seeing as we are a highly secretive, we would have to wipe your memory of the past 16 years you've been on this planet 'cause we need to wipe the last six years off, that length of time you've known about us, and the other ten to make sure you've forgotten. In other, simpler words for idiots like you who fantasize about being female, I can't be bothered. Ok?"

"So…that means I'm… stuck like this?"

"Yep, and I think it's time you got a… new wardrobe"

Allen gulped at the sudden gleam that appeared in everyone's eye.

"Now, Allen dearest," began Rose as she pushed him towards Lenalee's room, "I'm sure Lenalee will have something for your current situation"

Suddenly the fore mentioned girl called out, "sorry! I don't think anything I have will fit him!"

"Oh, I see" said Rose mildly, then changed directions and pushed Allen out the door before slamming it shut.

"huh? WAIT! WHY DID YOU PUSH ME OUT!"

The door opened a bit and Lavi poked his head out, "since Lenalee doesn't have anything that fits you…"

Three

The door opened a bit more to reveal Rose, "Komui would probably take it the wrong way as well…"

Two

The door opened a little bit more to reveal Lenalee "so we think you should go to the dormitories to get the nice girls to help you!"

One…

Allen charged towards the door aiming for the gap, just he/she was about to enter, he/she ran into an invisible wall. Head first. (A/N Allen from now on will be 'she' it's just way too annoying to write 'he/she' all the time)

'Ow…' Allen was kneeling in front of the now open door clutching her head.

'You know, there is now a barrier on the room that will stop you from entering unless you're here for a class. Which is never seeing as you already know all this stuff,' Chirped Rose who was watching him from behind the barrier.

'I hate you…'

'As do I, now off you go. Oh, today is your lucky day! Hermione come here for a moment!'

A very suspicious Hermione along side a wide eyed Harry approached the pair.

'Hermione, can I get you to do a favour for me?' Rose began, 'now you see, Allen had a little incident at potions and I was wondering if you could take him, well now her, under your wing and keep an eye on her for the time being?'

'umm…sure why not…but it might be kinda hard…'

Rose nodded, 'as long as she gets some suitable clothes, it'll be fine,' she reached behind her pulling out a cloak, 'put this on. You're kinda…eye catching right now.'

Allen scowled as she accepted the cloak, muttering something along the lines of 'whose fault is that?' before following Hermione back to the common rooms.

'Wait, YOU want ME to tutor you in sorcery?' Rose's tone was one of disapproval.

'I guess' was Harry's reply

'I'm taking a page out of Kanda's book for this one. Hell no!'

'Why, others teachers would do the same for their subjects, well maybe not all but still!'

'Simple. You'll die'

'Huh?'

Rose sighed, 'proper training includes being run into the ground, beaten black and blue and almost be gutted by…well anything, in a time span of…an hour. Not only that you must have… a certain affinity with sorcery. It's none of this wave a stick and chant some words, it's pulling energy from your body and utilising it. And believe me, until you get the hang of it, it is HARD.'

'I need to get every advantage to stop Voldemort. This might be the thing that can stop him!'

'And I need to get every advantage I can to drum some idiotic moron who goes around turning people into demons into the ground.'

'Really?'

'That was then, not now. The answer is still no'

'But…but…'

'no buts and no exceptions. Wandless magic is far too dangerous for the likes of you. Try and impress me by doing it with out me teaching you will end up with you and your friends kicked out of this class.'

'I defeated Voldemort when I was one! Stopped him coming back in my first and second years too! If there are no exceptions, then why is there a school for wandless magicks?'

'Luck or fate, nothing to do with skill and magic ability. Also, the students at the academy have higher than average magical ability. If not properly trained, it could cause a magical detonation and kill everyone within a 10 km radius. Sometimes larger.'

Harry growled. He thought that all he needed to do was ask. But, here he was arguing with a girl who was barely older than him who was his teacher. Maybe it was time to try a different idea.

'But….but…he's so scary! He kills everyone in his path and he gave me a cursed scar and…'

'So what? I have a nice collection of scars, like the scars from the Thanator when I had to protect this young girl, the ones from the battle in the glen and the valley, the ones from training, the scar from fighting that whip carrying moron, the occasional one from an akuma, and most of them were cursed or caused serious infection which I almost died from. Believe me, some of them are just plain nasty.'

Then it was the puppy eyes.

'Pathetique, especially compared to the one Allen gave me 10 minutes ago.'

Then the begging, 'Please, please, please…'

'You know I'm pretty heartless…but if your that determined to get training then I guess it won't hurt too much if I gave you a trial…'

'Really?'

'No'

Harry swore.

'Language young man, I was kidding when I said no. 'K I'll give you a one hour trial, we'll see if you still want to keep going after that.'

Harry stared at her, one hour? It couldn't be that hard. Right?

There we go another cliffie. Dang the whole cliffie thing is becoming a habit. *reads over* Harry is like, MAJORLY oc here. Oh well, I tried and failed. Keep the pairings coming! But I swear half the pairings have Allen in them, the popular kid. I'll try and update asap so please R&R!