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Japanes Vacation

Chapter 6:

One Less

Snape waited a total of 10 seconds after exiting the school for his charges to catch up before heading in the direction of the house. If they were not quick enough to catch up, then it was their own fault. Draco and Harry were already waiting for him, though they were as far away from each other as possible. As long as it didn't descend into a fight, he didn't care.

As he began walking, both students fell in step behind him, neither commenting on the fact that the others were missing. The lack of it on Draco's part did not surprise him, but that the Boy-Who-Lived didn't did. He cleared his throat once, but did not say anything.

However, the other four students caught up with them before they had even left the school grounds, though they were all obviously out of breath. Snape chose not to say anything.

"Erm, Snape-sensei-"

"You no longer need to use the translation spell, Ms. Granger," Snape said.

There was a moment of silence before six throats could be heard clearing.

"Where are we going, Professor Snape?" Hermione asked.

"We were provided a house. That is where I am taking you. Your things should already be there and in your designated rooms. "

It took them twenty minutes to get to the house. For a moment, they all (even Snape) stood outside blinking at it. None of them had expected anything quite like this. Even Draco was slightly, though begrudgingly, impressed with the house before them. It was decent in size, with three stories, and a large front yard.

"It will only be us, here," Snape said as they walked up the front path. "No servants, no house elves. We are to cook and live as muggles for the next year. You magical training will be held after the school clubs, and they will be held here. I expect you to be as prompt for them as you would be back at Hogwarts."

"So, wait," Ron said, we're going to be doing two work loads?"

Snape stopped, turning on his heel to look at them. "Yes, though I would suggest catching up to where you classmates are already studying. So, if I was to guess, that would be three, would it not."

Ron paled, though nobody looked quite as healthily tanned as they had only moments before.

"Also, you will not do anything that will attract attention to your being different from the other students. If I hear, even a hint that you're practicing magic at the school, you will be sent back to Hogwarts faster than you can say quidditch. Should that happen, you will be banned from Quidditch," he glanced at Ron and Harry, "As well as spending the entire year in detention with either Filch, or whichever teacher requires you to do some very messy work. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Professor Snape," they replied.

"Good, everyone inside. You will find your things in your room."

--1 Week Later--

--1-A--

Every head turned when the door opened, allowing Suoh-san to enter. Their sensei went to him immediately. The two of them talked in hushed tones for a moment, then she turned to the class.

"Weasley-san, your presence is requested."

Harry frowned, turning in his seat to look at Ron, wondering what he had done. Ron shrugged back at him as he stood, looking completely bewildered. As Ron moved to the front of the room, Harry turned his gaze to Hermione, but she, too, looked completely lost. Seeing that he would get no answers from her, he turned back to the front, hoping that Ron would be able to explain later. He only hoped it wasn't too serious."

Both of the Hitachiin twins watched Ron walk up, only to turn to Harry with confused faces.

Harry, seeing the twins' looks, merely shrugged. It wasn't like he could clear up their confusion when he didn't even know what was going on.

Both twins shrugged and continued with their work.

Haruhi watched the redheaded youth walk up th Suoh-sensei and tehn looked to Hermione. "I wonder what's going on," she said as she changed her gaze to Draco to see his reaction.

Draco frowned, his eyes flickering over to the last two-thirds of the Golden Trio. They seemed just as confused as he felt, so it wasn't something that they had planned. His frown deepened as his eyes turned back to the Weasel, eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out this new mystery. He stopped, however, when he realized that he was being watched, and promptly smoothed out his expression.

Haruhi tilted her head then went back to her work. "Wonder what he did," she mused out loud, part of her trying to start a conversation with the blond she had know for about a week now.

"Could be anything, with the Weasel," Draco answered. "They're notorius for getting into trouble. When the Sensei's aren't playing favorites."

"Are they that big of trouble makers?" Haruhi asked, looking back up at Draco.

Draco made to reply immediately, but stopped frowning. "Trouble finds them more often than they make it."

Even he could admit that, but it didn't mean he had to like it.

Haruhi nodded, and passed him her copy of Trig notes. "I noticed your notes were missing a few key things that might be on the test, here, you can keep those until you have them copied." She smiled her usual smile and went back to her other class work.

Draco blinked down at the notes, before blinking back at Haruhi. For a moment he wondered what was in it for the other boy(1), that he would help so much. Then, he decided that it was helping him at the moment, and, if the other teen got something out of it, it obviously didn't have anything to do with him. So, with that thought firmly planted, he looked them over, glancing at his own notes occasionally, trying to figure out exactly what he had missing.

Haruhi was completely oblivious to his suspicions.

Ron followed Suoh-san to his office, where he was surprised to see Snape and . . . his mum.

"Okasan?" Ron asked, translator spell still working. Quickly, he cleared his throat once. "Mum?" he repeated.

Molly Weasley's lips were pursed as she stared down at him. "Why was I not informed of this?" she demanded.

Ron seemed to shrink in on himself. "Er . . . Well, you see . . . I . . ."

"I'm waiting, Ronald Weasley."

Ron cringed, but in the end just shrugged. He didn't think 'I didn't think you'd let me go,' would go over very well.

"Ronald, that was completely irresponsible of you. And to allow Harry to pay your way! Oh, what must he think of us?"

"He offered, Mum," Ron argued. "Wouldn't let me say no. I tried!"

Molly shook her head. "Go retrieve your things. We're leaving."

"But, Mum, I . . . What about Fred and George?"

"They paid their own way, with their own money, now go!"

"But-"

"No buts, young man. GO!"

Ron practically fled the room, and got back to the class in record speed. He gave a quick 'gomen' and a half bow to the teacher before heading back to his desk. He looked rather pale, making Harry and Hermione very worried for him.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked, careful to keep her voice at a whisper.

Ron paused in grabbing his bags to look at her. "Mum," he said, his translator not back in place yet. He cleared his throat twice.

Hermione's eyes widened, and Harry turned in his seat once more, careful not to draw the teacher's attention.

Ron nodded. "She's taking me back." His eyes found Harry's. "She's not happy."

Harry cringed. "Sorry mate."

Ron shrugged, making his way back out of the room.

The twins looked at Harry with sympathy, but Harry was exchanging a look with Hermione before he turned to watch Ron leave the room. For the first time since coming to Ouran, Harry slumped down in his seat. It was his fault Ron was in trouble.

Hermione noticed immediately what was going on in Harry's mind, but couldn't do anything about it in the middle of class.

Kaoru placed one hand on Harry's head in an attempt to comfort him. Hikaru laid a hand on his shoulder. Harry tensed, though not as much as he would have a week ago. It seemed they were getting under his reluctance to be touched. He sent them a rather stiff smile, obviously fake, and sat up. He didn't want anyone's pity.

Hermione watched Harry carefully. He seemed okay, but that generally meant that he was anything but. Harry really did try too hard to get people to ignore him. Especially when all they wanted to do was help. Sighing, she turned her attention back to her school work. She'd corner him at lunch.

Kaoru frowned a bit, recognizing the look as being similar to the one he would get from Hikaru when he was trying to not let others know he was in pain or upset. "Harry-chan," he said, though Harry had been trying to get them to stop the entire week. "If you want, you don't have to take notes for class. You can have ours to copy, ne, Hikaru?"

Hikaru nodded, not removing his hand from Harry's shoulder quite yet. Then he looked back over his shoulder at Hermione. He knew that she would be able to do more help for him than they could as they didn't even know what was wrong.

"I'm fine," Harry answered, turning back to his notes, purposefully knocking off Hikaru's hand in the process.

Kaoru sighed and set his notes on Harry's desk anyway. "Well, do it anyways. You suck at taking notes." He grinned and winked at the darker haired boy.

Harry sighed, annoyed. He thought, briefly, about just ignoring them, but Hermione was always complaining about his poor note taking skills. So, ignoring the wink, (he hadn't even seen it to begin with), Harry accepted the paper.

Hermione happened to catch Hikaru's eye when she glanced up at Harry's words. She hesitated a moment, her eyes stuck on Harry. After another moment, she looked him in the eye and mouthed 'Distract him.'

After all, she thought, it really wont do him much good to mope over this. It's not his fault. He was just being a good friend. And if Molly doesn't realize that then . . . then I'm going to sick the twins on her . . . The Weasley's that is.

Hikaru frowned sadly as he watched his own hand drop back to his side. When Hermione caught is eyes and mouthed to him, all he could do was mouth back 'How?'

Hermione's mind drew a blank. The only thing that ever seemed to pull Harry from a funk was getting him mad . . . and she didn't think that that would go over very well in the middle of class. Harry had quite an explosive temper. Feeling quite helpless, something she was not used to feeling (perhaps she should blame it on the dress?), Hermione shrugged back, biting her lip.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Hikaru's head. As much as Harry was not going to like what was about to happen, at least it would get his mind off how sad he was, plus it would mean points for the host club; which meant a happier Kyouya. He caught his brother's eye and they both nodded. Then, suddenly and without warning, they both flung their arms around Harry in a crushing hug from both sides

"Aw! Harry-chan! Please don't be upset!" the two said as they rubbed their cheeks against Harry's shoulders.

What the bloody hell? Harry thought as he stiffened. Getting used to casual touches he might be, but full out, encasing hugs, he only ever got from Hermione and Mrs. Weasley, and that was only occasionally.

"Is there a reason I have twins invading my bubble?" he asked, almost desperately

Haruhi jumped at the sudden loud noise, her pencil flying out of her hands over past Draco's desk, and teetered on the open window sill, unnoticed by her as she glared at the commotion. A moment later, she hid her face behind her hand in a small giggle.

Draco's hand sprang out and caught the pencil, thankfully, before it fell from the window, though it was only thanks to his seeker reflexes. He raised an eyebrow at Haruhi, since when did guys giggle?

"You might want to pay more attention to where you fling your pencils," Draco said, leaning over to give it back to him. "Might not get it saved next time."

Haruhi stifled her giggles and took her pencil back from Draco with a small blush. "Oh, thank you, Malfoy-kun. You're right, I'm glad I didn't hit you."

Kaoru and Hikaru stayed latched onto either side of the smaller boy. "Because we can tell you are sad, and hugs make everything better." They whispered to him in unison.

Then, Hikaru looked over at Hermione and winked. Hermione gapped back at Hikaru. Well, that was one way to distract him, he wasn't going to like it, but it would definitely distract him until she could hit himover the head with the fact that he was not at fault. And it had the added bonus of making him uncomfortable instead of angry. Suddenly, she giggled. They made the cutest picture.She stopped suddenly. Dear Merlin, she was turning into a fangirl.

Draco shrugged. "No need to be. Nothing was damaged." He spared a glance over to where Potter was being clung to. "Potter's not going to like that."

Haruhi sighed and nodded. "He seems to not like being touched." She laughed a bit more before looking over at the teacher, who was oblivious to anything and everything.

Draco shook his head. "I've only ever seen him willingly touch Granger and Weasley, and even then he seems uncomfortable," he said it as if it was everyday knowledge, which, for everyone at Hogwarts, it was. "The Weasley twins can get away with it occasionally, but he usually tenses up with them too. The fact that he's let your twins get away with this much all week is, simply put, a miracle. However, if they don't let up soon, I don't think he's going to be as lenient about it . . . and why isn't the Sensei doing anything about it?"

"Perhaps, and no they don't," Harry said, wiggling, trying to get the twins off of him.

Kaoru pulled back enough so that Harry could see his face, which held a cute, almost innocent, pout. "Aw, but Harry-chan!"

Hikaru nuzzled Harry's shoulder and hummed a bit, very content as to how Harry was reacting. At least he wasn't upset about his friend anymore.

"Must you call me that?" Harry demanded, wondering why the hell the teacher wasn't putting a stop to this. If it had been Hogwarts, they would have had detention faster than they could blink.

Harry could feel his face coloring, and quickly rolled his shoulder, the one Hikaru was nuzzling, in an attempt to dislodge the other teen. Harry didn't have much hope that it would work, but he had to at least try. "And get off."

Hikaru sighed and loosened his grip a bit, only so that he could look Harry in the eye. "Is there something else you'd rather we called you?"

Kaoru nodded, and tilted his head as if to emphasize his brother's question.

"Because this is a fairly normal occurrence, back when I used to sit there it happened almost everyday." She rubbed the back of her head, remembering all the occasions. "To be honest, it's a nice reprieve, sitting here."

Draco shook his head. McGonagall would have had them in detention faster than they could have attached themselves to Potter. "It's very distracting," Draco said, shaking his head at all of the girls that were cooing over them.

Harry blinked, his eyes switching from Hikaru to Kaoru and back again. "I don't have a problem with you calling me Harry," he said finally, still rather tense. "It's the . . . -chan I don't like."

Kaoru looked at Hikaru and they both nodded, speaking as one. "Harry-neko!(2)" and with that, they let him go, sat back in their chairs, and slouched over their work.

Haruhhi nodded. "Try being the one that they do that t--" she stopped when she heard the name, and could not hold in a quick bought of giggles. Finally, biting her lip, she turned and calmed herself.

Draco blinked at Haruhi when he giggled, giggled. There was something very wrong with a guy if they actually giggled. It sounded so . . . girly. Though, maybe it had something to do with them being a host. It couldn't be healthy to be surrounded by that many girls on such a regular basis. It was after he'd come to this decision that what the twins had called Potter sunk in. Harry-neko? Potter did not look like a cat, in any sense of the word, so how in the world did they get that?

Harry was still for all of five seconds before his head descended onto the desk with a rather loud 'thud'. A second later, another followed, then a third.

Hermione buried her head in her hands, trying to keep her giggles quiet. It wouldn't do for Harry to see her so amused. He'd done it to himself, really. Hadn't he had enough experience with the Weasley twins to know not to let them decide. Apparently not, a voice inside her head said.

(1) remember people, the Hoggy's(hogwart's students) still think that Haruhi's a guy.

(2) They're calling him 'Harry-cat' now. Why? because we really like the stories that feature Harry as a cat.

Allanasha Ke Kiri: (Sigh) wow. Alright, so, Ron's gone. He might come back later, he might not. Don't know yet. We'll see. Also, don't forget about the voting poll in our profile!

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