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Japanese Vacation
Chapter 11:
Information
The next day Haruhi was in the classroom early, hurrying to finish an assignment. She sat there by herself every now and then her eyes would travel over to Draco's empty chair and she had to force herself to look at her paper.
Kaoru and Hikaru both walked in, their usual cheery moods more then intact. They sat at their desks and looked around.
"Ne, where are the others Haruhi-chan?" Hikaru looked over at the brunette girl. Haruhi only sighed as she answered.
"I don't know. They should be here after a while." Her voice was soft and she seemed to be more hopeful then anything else.
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They were all late that day, well, later than usual, the twins having decided that everyone needed a good old fashioned, messy, pranking. Not even Snape had been spared. As such, they all, excluding Snape and the twins, found themselves racing for the school, hoping that they would get there before it started.
Thankfully, they all got there before the bell rang, though they looked very disheveled. Draco had not had time to put the usual gel in his hair, and as such it was loose and seemed to frame his face. He was also fairly pink from the recent excursion.
Haruhi looked up as Draco came in, a dark blush traveled over her face as many of the girls around her began to whisper and swoon. All she could do was shake her head a bit with her eyes tightly shut before he could see her face.
Hermione's hair was pure frizz, even though it was still damp, and, as she hurried to her desk, she fought to put it up into a hair tie, the results were not overly neat, but she didn't care.
Harry, apart from being out of breath, didn't really look that different. Though, if one were to look, they would notice that his eyes shone angrily.
"There you are!" The twins spoke in unison laughing and patting Harry on the head in a friendly manner. "We thought you weren't coming to school today."
Harry shrugged. "Blame the twins," he grumbled, dropping his bag by his seat. "They decided that today was the perfect time to prank us."
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"Oh Haruhi-chan," Hikaru moved over to the girl, seeing her face all he could do was shoot a quick glare at Draco before continuing, "Tamaki-sempai and Kyouya-sempai said that there is going to be a ball here soon that we're Hosting. So we have to get you fitted into a nicer suit." He smiled at the girl who only sighed in response.
Haruhi sighed. "Ne, can't I go to a ball just once as a girl?" She sighed and relaxed in her seat. Her voice was quiet, though, so no others could overhear.
"But then people would find out about you and then how would you repay your debt." Hikaru teased shaking his finger from side to side.
Draco quietly sat in his seat, irritably, brushing his hair from his eyes. There was a reason he always had it slicked back. It didn't get in the way then! He glanced over at Haruhi and Hikaru. After a moment, he glanced back down. Now was not the time.
Haruhi sighed and smiled over at Draco. "Good morning Malfoy-kun." Meanwhile Hikaru began his new ritual of staring daggers at the blond.
Draco glanced up at her, shoving his hair back with a growl. "Good morning, Fujioka-chan," he said, with a small smile.
Then, upon seeing Hikaru's glare, he just raised an eyebrow. They had nothing on Snape.
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"Prank? Hm… what'd they do?" Kaoru looked down at Harry before sitting back down at his desk.
Harry glanced up at Kaoru. "Let's just say that it involved several messy, sticky, clingy, substances, and leave it at that."
Kaoru was stunned for a moment, several different things running through his mind, before he raised an eyebrow at Harry, who seemed oblivious. "Ok?"
Harry just nodded, then twisting in his seat, most of his body facing Kaoru, a gleam in his eye.
Behind them, Hermione reached into her back and pulled out her uniform shoes, quickly slipping off her sneakers. Really, the girl's shoes weren't made for running.
"'Mione," he said, voice innocent.
Hermione glanced up at him.
"I'm thinking that it's about time I tapped into my heritage."
Hermione blinked at him a moment. "What were you thinking?"
"Something Moony told me."
She blinked again before grinning. "I'm in."
Kaoru looked at Harry even more confused but then he shook his head and looked over to his brother and sighed, He just won't give up….
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Haruhi smiled and dug into her bag. She handed him a small thing of hair gel. "Here I use this when my hair gets a bit crazy. You should have seen me before I joined the host club. I looked like Potter-kun." She laughed a bit.
Hikaru continued to glare and soon he seemed even more agry when he saw what Haruhi was handing him. That's the gel Hikaru-kun and I bought for her! His anger truly was irrational but to him it made perfect sense.
Haruhi felt a dark look behind her and she turned giving Hikaru a look of her own.
"Hikaru stop being immature." Her voice was strict then she turned back to Draco. "I'm really sorry about them."
Hikaru slunked back to his desk.
Draco shrugged, gently taking the gel. "One gets used to it," he said, sounding as if he really was used to such things. And he was. He was a Malfoy, and a Slytherin, two things that were against him from the start. He rarely met people like Haruhi, who put up with his Malfoy attitude long enough for him to drop it. Of course, it might have something to do with the fact that he was dependant on her . . .
Haruhi tilted her head. "That bad for you back at Hogwarts? Don't your friends stand up for you?"
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"Good," Harry said, because I'm going to need your brilliance to pull it off."
Hermione frowned. "You mean you actually have something picked out already?"
Harry nodded. "Unfortunately, we'll need a third." Harry's eyes shifted over to where Malfoy sat. "And I think Malfoy would be willing to help out this once."
Hermione nodded thoughtfully. "If you can promise him that nothing will come back on him."
Harry nodded.
Hikaru sat shocked at Haruhi's attitude and then turned to his brother leaning over Harry's desk a bit. "Ne, Kaoru-chan."
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Draco raised an eyebrow. "I don't have friends," Draco told her. "Their my . . ." he sighed. Minions was a little harsh. "Granger calls them my goons. And they are unable to do anything without me telling them exactly what has to be done. It's easier for me to do it myself."
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"Nani?"
"I think we're loosing Haruhi-chan to that jerk. What should we do?"
Kaoru sighed and shook his head. "Just let them be, Hikaru."
"But-"
"Iie! Leave them alone." The more timid of the two suddenly pushed his brother back to his seat as he propped his elbow on the desk and rested his head in his hand.
Harry turned back in his seat, frowning at Hikaru. He might not like Draco, but he didn't like it when people tried to break up friendships. Besides, if Draco actually did befriend a muggle, it could mean one less Death Eater in the war.
"They're becoming friends, so what?" Harry whispered harshly. "unless you don't believe that Fujioka-chan can be friends with him and still be friends with you. Because if that's what you're thinking than you don't seem very confident in your friendship." Harry fought not to wince. Okay, that was a little harsher than he'd wanted it to be.
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Haruhi nodded. "That must be hard sometimes though; no one to really talk to when you need them, no one to stand up for you when you need it." She shrugged and pulled out her paper and pencils. "Well at least you have people while you're here," She smiled up at him for a moment.
Draco tilted his head at Haruhi, hair framing his face in such a way as to gentle his features. "Yeah," he smiled back at her.
Haruhi reached up absent mindedly and brushed a bit of Draco's hair to the side, then blushed when she noticed her own actions. She moved to let her hand fall. "Gomen." She blushed, just like she had when she first saw him that morning.
Draco blinked, both at the contact, and the blush. "Um . . . yeah . . . no problem," he swallowed, looking back down at his desk. It wasn't often he couldn't form words, but he didn't think he could say anything else right then.
Haruhi placed her hand on her desk and started to do her work that was being put up on the board. I can't believe I did that! What was I thinking, nothing that's what. She groaned a bit. He probably thinks I'm so weird now.
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Harry shook his head, finally pulling out his supplies. He might not like Malfoy, in fact, they downright despised each other, but even he could tell that Haruhi was good for him. Besides, if Malfoy could befriend a muggle, than what was stopping him from changing his views on muggleborns. If everything worked out right, Voldemort would have one less supporter when they returned to England. He would not, under any circumstances allow that to fail just because one of these two twins got jealous.
If it failed because Malfoy was a prat . . . well, that was one thing, but it would have failed because of him, not any outside interferences. Harry glanced over to where they were sitting, not that it seemed likely to fail.
As soon as the bell rang for lunch, Harry was out of his seat and moving toward Draco.
"Malfoy," he said.
Draco glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Potter. What do you want."
"Temporary truce."
His other eyebrow went up. "Oh? What ever for?"
Harry's eyes flashed. "To get back at commons twin pests."
Draco shifted, leaning back in his seat. "You have something in mind?"
A nod. "I'll explain later. Are you in?"
"Possibly. I want to know what it is first."
Harry smirked, looking positively Slytherin for a moment. "Oh, you'll like it." With that, he turned on his heel and went back to his seat.
Haruhi blinked when she saw Harry come up and speak with Draco. It confused her but she stayed out of it for the most of it. "What happened?" She gave Draco a confused look before pulling out her lunch and beginning to eat.
"We were almost late because of the Weasley twins. Potter is suggesting a temporary truce to get back at them. I'm considering it." Draco said, reaching into his bag. "Kuso." (1)
Haruhi looked over at Draco and smiled. "Ah, here, have some. Now I don't owe you." She laughed and winked a bit.
Draco blinked once before letting out a bark of laughter. His mouth snapped shut a moment later, eyes widening in surprise
The girls around them turned immediately, to see who had made the sound, then giggled at seeing Draco.
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Back at their desks Harry and Hermione were realizing that they had not brought lunches either, having been in too much of a hurry to grab one.
Kaoru looked over at Harry. "Forget your lunch?" HE then nodded to Hermione with the same question in his eyes.
Almost as one Harry and Hermione sighed and nodded.
"I guess we forgot in the rush to get to school," Hermione said.
Kaoru smiled and nudged Hikaru, both turned their chairs and set out their bentos.
"There's more then enough for the four of us here." They both smiled and began to eat a bit.
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Haruhi couldn't help but begin to laugh at his reaction. "It's ok to laugh Draco-kun." She was laughing so much that she forgot that she had even slipped up.
Draco, while he might not actually know Japanese, did know the difference between his first and last name. And, for some unexplainable reason, found himself chuckling along with Haruhi; after all, who here was going to tell his father anything? Potter certainly wasn't, and it wasn't as if the muggles could contact him.
Haruhi put her hand up over her mouth to try and stifle her laughter. She couldn't help but smile up at Draco with a small blush dusting her pale complexion.
Draco slowly gained control over himself, laughing wise, but, for some reason, couldn't get rid of his smile.
Haruhi looked down at the bento and soon picked out one of the sausage octopi that she had made up and popped it in to her mouth, it was weird to eat her own cooking for once. After a moment of chewing her gaze drifted up back to Draco, before looking back down at the desk.
Draco frowned down at them. "What are those?" he asked, resisting the urge to poke it.
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Harry and Hermione both gave them grateful smiles before beginning to eat, each of them having their first bite of bento. Both of them made an appreciative sound at the back of their throats upon their first bite of one of the things.
"Ne, try this." Hikaru held out his chopsticks filled with a piece of nori(2) dipped in soy sauce for Harry to try. "It's good, just a bit salty."
Harry eyed it warily a moment, but eventually leaned forward.
"Granger-chan you should try the crab sushi, it's really good." Kaoru smiled pointing at one of the seaweed rapped roll.
Hermione, less reserved than Harry when it came to trying new things, reached forward to snag one the crab sushi, things.
Hikaru smiled at the idea of feeding Harry and simply let him eat the nori off his chopsticks. "Well? What do you think."
Kaoru made a small chuckle at Hikaru's actions. He knew what his brother was doing and it only made him shake his head and look at Hermione. "Good huh?"
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Haruhi giggled. "They're Sausages cut to look like little octopi, my mom used to make them for me when I was little. Dad always burns them when he makes them so I just make them myself." She picked one up and handed it to him, expecting him to just use his fingers to take it out of her chopsticks.
Draco, unaware of her expectations, merely leaned forward and took it from her chopsticks that way, carefully only using his teeth. "Hmm," he said. "Not bad."
Haruhi looked at him with wide eyes and blushed as she heard voices whisper from behind them.
"Ne, did you see that Mizuki-chan! I told you he liked him!" The brunette from the other day was whispering with her red haired friend who were both giggling and cooing. Haruhi fought back a blush for the umpteenth time that day and looked away.
"I'm glad you liked it. They're really easy to make."
Draco frowned at the girls momentarily, more than just a little confused, before Haruhi pulled his attention away. "You wouldn't know that by looking at them," he said.
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Harry chewed thoughtfully, letting the flavor flow over his taste buds. Finally he nodded, eyes still thoughtful. "Not bad." He said. He'd had things that had tasted better, but he'd also had things that tasted worse . . . much worse. After all, nothing beat a potion in the bad taste department. It didn't make him gag, which was always a bonus, all in all, he liked it. "It's pretty good."
Hermione nodded. "This is really good. Almost as good as the spaghetti that Harry made the other day."
Kaoru smiled. "You cook, Harry-neko?" The two looked at him for a moment.
Harry glanced over at Kaoru. "Hmm? Oh, yeah," he shrugged. '
Kaoru and Hikaru both looked at each other for a moment before rounding on Harry. "Cook for us sometime?"
"Please!" Kaoru chimed alone wanting to make sure that they asked as nice as possible.
"Erm . . ." Harry said, looking between the two twins. "I don't know. I doubt that anything I know how to cook is what you're used to." He said, trying to dissuade them.
Sure, Hermione liked his cooking, but she was a friend. She was supposed to say she liked it.
Kaoru pouted. "Ah but we want to try some of your cooking!" HE gave Harry his own version of Tamaki's puppy eyes while clinging to his brother's arm.
"Yeah come on, you tried Japanese food now we want to try some of the stuff you eat." Hikaru smiled lightly.
Harry glanced between them before his eyes darted to Hermione. She however just shrugged unhelpfully.
"Fine," he said, throwing his arms in the air. "Sometime before we leave I'll cook for you."
Kaoru and Hikaru both cheered happily. "Wai(1)! Harry-neko's going to cook for us!" They clasped hands smiling and laughing.
Harry groaned, wondering just what he had gotten himself into. Across from him, Hermione only laughed.
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Haruhi smiled a bit before going back and picking out a piece of sushi and eating it. "So what kinds of things do you eat back in London?"
Draco opened his mouth, closed it; then tried again. "Well, there's chicken." He said, surprised at how his mind was drawing a blank at the question. "Fish, though it's nothing like this," he gave her another smile. "Pasta, Merlin it should not be this difficult!"
Haruhi laughed a bit. "Hm, sounds pretty similar, of course the recipes must very different." She rested her head on her hand and propped her elbow up on her desk.
Draco spared a glance across the room to where the twins were acting up before nodding. "From what I have seen, they are. Like this," he actually did poke the octopus sausage this time. "We don't have this. In fact, I believe most of my housemates will believe me insane should I tell them about it." He smiled slightly, not feeling the need to mention that they'd turn against him if they found out he was on such friendly terms with her.
Haruhi nodded. "Well I'm sure it would be the same if I went to Hogwarts for a year and then came back here." She finished her half of the bento and set her chopsticks down. "Well I'm glad I made a bigger lunch today." She laughed a bit looking back at the twins shaking her head.
"Thank you," Draco told her, deciding not to dwell on the fact the exchange couldn't have gone the other way.
Haruhi smiled up at him. "You don't have to thank me, you just owe me." She gave him a look that made her look like a Slytherin, aside from being a muggle (though she didn't know any of this).
Draco blinked at her and smirked. "I suppose I do. Another piece of advice, if you will take it?"
"And what's that?" Haruhi looked back up at him with wide eyes.
He leaned forward, eyes glittering. "Always remember who owes you what. Even if you never need to call them on it, it is better to be prepared. Someday, you just may find yourself in need of something only they can help you with, and it will only be that reminder that will get them to help."
He didn't really know why he was telling this to Haruhi. Perhaps it was that she was so much a Slytherin already, just lacking some of the other qualities. He couldn't help but want to make her a better one. That was probably it.
Haruhi gave an audible gulp and nodded slowly before turning back to face forward, hiding her light blush. Why is it that he's making me blush so easily? This isn't like me…it's so weird. Oh well, I'll think more on it when I go home. Oh dang it! I have to be late going home because of the fitting. Erg, the Host Club is more trouble then it's worth sometimes.
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The twins let go of each other and Kaoru ate a bit of rice and smiled at Hermione while Hikaru simply took a drink out of a water bottle he had pulled out of his backpack.
Hermione laughed slightly at their antics, while Harry gave a little groan.
Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Harry and Hermione shot very grateful smiles to the twins as they returned their desks to their original purpose.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Draco said when the bell rang for the end of class.
Haruhi stood picking up her books and such. "Right, see you tomorrow." She walked up to the twins after giving Draco a quick wave goodbye.
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Harry and Hermione quickly stood as well, they had planning to do. "Thanks again, for sharing your lunch." Harry told them.
Hikaru nodded. "Remember you're going to cook for us one of these days." He winked jokingly and threw an arm over Haruhi. "Come on lets get you fitted for the ball next week." He laughed looking down at her.
Haruhi looked up at him shocked. "Wait.. NEXT WEEK!?" Her eyes were large and she slumped down after a minute. "Granger-chan, help me…"
"Nope no help for you, our grandmother designed them so come on." Kaoru and Hikaru both waved good bye and began to drag Haruhi away.
Haruhi struggled a bit. "Guys I can walk by my self you know…"
Harry and Hermione watched them leave. "I really do feel sorry for her sometimes," Hermione said, careful to keep her voice down. Harry just nodded, then turned to face Malfoy.
"Ready?"
Draco nodded.
"Good. Well, to keep from making them suspicious we're going to have to go to the room separately. If they're not already using it." He glanced at Hermione.
She blinked. "Why do I have to go check?"
"Because Malfoy doesn't know where it is, and if I see him with his hood on I have to pretend to panic and run."
She huffed. "Fine, but how am I supposed to tell Malfoy if they're using it?"
Harry shrugged. "We'll wait for him."
"Right here Potter!"
Harry nodded.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but left to find the Black Magic Club's room. With any luck, they wouldn't be meeting today.
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Haruhi fidgeted as she was forced into a new suit and pinned up. Luckily for her it was Kyouya fitting her because she trusted him with a needle, only him and Mori.
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Hermione opened the door, and glanced in. "Hello?"
Nekozawa looked up from where he was sitting and smiled. "Oh Granger-chan!" He stood up and bowed. "Do you and your friends need the room? It seems that no one has returned to the club so we will not be having activities for awhile."
"I'm sorry about that," Hermione said, stepping farther into the room, careful not to let too much of the light in. "But, yes, they sent me ahead to make sure it was alright." Hermione smiled ruefully.
Nekozawa smiled and nodded, "Please feel free to use this room. I don't mind. I'm the only one who will be in here for sometime." His smile faltered for only a bit then he turned and picked up a book. After a moment he stood up and walked to Hermione. "Here you forgot this last time, I found it this when I came in here this morning. You're lucky I come to school very early." He stood in front of Hermione looking down at her, less then a foot away, and handed her a thick leather bound book. "I believe it's your Potions book."
Hermione reached forward to get it, frowning. "Harry," she said shaking her head. "You'd think that after all this time he'd learn not to leave these things lying around." She smiled up at Nekozawa. "Thank you, Nekozawa-san."
Nekozawa simply smiled back down at her with his head tilted to one side. "Well you should tell your friends that it's alright to use this room, shouldn't you?"
"Harry will know that it's alright when I'm not out there waiting for him," she said. "He should be here soon."
Just then the door opened a little. "'Mione?"
"It's free, Harry."
The door opened a little more and Harry slipped inside. Hermione had told him about Nekozawa's problem, and thought it would be rude to open the door all the way when he could get in just as easily when it wasn't.
Nekozawa smiled and waved. "Hello, Potter-kun." He stepped away from Hermione and sat on one of the desks that were there.
Harry smiled back. "Hello Nekozawa-san."
"Malfoy knows how to get here?" Hermione asked, eyebrow raised.
Harry frowned at her. "We need him for this, of course he know how to get here."
"You forgot this in here yesterday," Hermione said, handing him the potions book.
Harry blinked at it. "Oh, so that's where it went."
Hermione rolled her eyes, huffing. As she moved to one of the desks. "How long until he gets here?"
Harry shrugged, moving to one as well. "It depends on what route he takes."
Nekozawa smiled. "Well I'm sorry, but I must be going." He stood and moved towards the door. "I hope you all are successful in what ever you are doing today." He opened the door a bit and stepped out after waving to the other two.
They waved back and settled down to pull out their books. Within minutes, Draco was entering.
"Was that long enough for you, Potter?" he asked sneering.
"It was good enough," Harry responded, flipping through the book.
"So what are we doing?"
Harry looked up and grinned. The grin, however, was not very Gryffindor in nature. In fact, Draco thought it looked like a Slytherin's when they'd just come up with the perfect revenge.
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Haruhi looked at herself in the mirror. Her new suit was an almost silver white with green lining and a green vest and tie. She wore gloves of the same silver/white material that had green stitching on them, clearly of aesthetics.
"Wow, Hikaru your grandmother has such an eye for color. What colors are yours?" Haruhi looked at the twins.
"Ours are red with gold instead of green." They waved they're hands as if it didn't matter. The rest of the day there at the Host Club went just as it always did. Of course Haruhi had to listen to Mizuki-chan and her friend talk about what happened at lunch that day.
Back in the third music room Kyouya sat on his laptop. On the screen was information on each of the exchange students.
This is odd, he thought, frowning, the only people I get anything on is Granger-san and Potter-san…and that information stops shortly after they each turned eleven.
He had been searching for them since just after they arrived, and that was still all he was able to dig up.
There is something very odd about these students, and their chaperone.
He printed out his findings and put them in a dark blue binder. Then setting it down he went back to catalog the Host Club's funds.
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The unlikely trio sat in the dark room for quite a while, debating the ability to cloak and cover several different . . . things, and Hermione's or Draco's ability to cast them. Both of them had been surprisingly open to his suggestion for the prank, and after Draco had been reassured that the twins would not know who it was, exactly, that had pranked them, he had gotten into it with an enthusiasm neither Gryffindor had ever seen in the blond Slytherin.
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Soon the Host Club was over, Kyouya and Haruhi were the last two leaving and Haruhi had already left the school. Kyouya on the other hand was passing by a few class rooms not paying any attention to where he was going because he was to intent on reading the files that he had dug up on the Hogwarts students.
To think, when I looked up Hogwarts, it didn't even seem to exist. Those five are very odd, not to mention the other day they were so ready to fight, the way they talk and act is nothing like my families business associates. There is something going on and I will find out.
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Draco was the first of them to leave, as they were not sure where the twins were, and none of them really wanted to be seen together.
Harry and Hermione left together several minutes later, though Hermione's head was still in her Transfiguration book, reading up on the theory on the spell she would need. Harry, used to her reading and walking by now, just made sure she was closest to the wall and kept a lookout in the empty hall. It was his and Ron's unofficial job to keep her from running into people. Of course, she usually did a marvelous job of that on her own.
They were just nearing a corner, when Harry happened to glance down and noticed that his shoe was untied. Then, used to having Ron to make sure Hermione was alright, he bent down to tie it.
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Kyouya continued to read as he began to turn the corner, his attention still locked on the printed out papers.
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Hermione let out a squawk of surprise as she collided with someone, her arms flying up to try and keep her balance. In her sudden surprise, her hold on her book relaxed and her book went flying, but Hermione was more concerned about keeping her footing at that moment.
Feeling the impact Kyouya let go of the binder, letting it fall to the ground and caught the person he had knocked into, pulling them closer to make sure neither fell over. When he looked down he saw who it was. "Oh Granger-san, are you alright?"
Hermione's hands quickly grasped onto something solid, panic starting to ebb away, though her eyes were still rather wide. "Um . . yes, I am. I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, my . . ." she trailed off. "My book!"
Quickly she yanked herself from his grasp and glanced around for her book. Upon seeing it, she made a sound of distress and hurried over to it, trying to straighten out the pages.
Kyouya rose an eyebrow at Hermione's actions then bent down and scooped up his notebook. After a moment he looked back down at Hermione still confused.
"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed finally rushing over. "Are you alright?"
Hermione glanced up at him. "Yes, I am. No thanks to you."
Harry shrugged sheepishly. "Sorry."
Hermione seemed to be about to say something else, but then she turned back to Kyouya.
"I really am sorry, Ohtori-san," she said, with an apologetic smile and bow. "Harry usually stops me from running into anybody."
Kyouya gave her a kind look, though his eyes were filled with suspicion. "May ask you something Granger-san?"
Hermione blinked in surprise. "Certainly, Ohtori-san," she answered, confusion evident in her voice.
Kyouya held out the binder so that Hermione could see the files. "Could you explain why there are only files on yourself and Potter-san up till shortly after you turned eleven. Not to mention there is no record of Hogwarts anywhere in the world." His eyes narrowed as he spoke.
Both Harry and Hermione froze. Hermione's hand still posed to open the binder. Her eyes filled with panic as she glanced at Harry, who was already looking at her. Biting her lip, she opened the binder and gave it a quick perusal. Indeed, there was several documents about her and Harry, and absolutely nothing about Malfoy, the Weasley's, or Hogwarts. Not that she expected it to be any different, but one could hope.
With a barely noticeable sigh, she glanced back up at Harry, who was looking at her with a look quite akin to desperation. She gave barely perceptible shake of her head and turned back to Kyouya.
"I do not know what to tell you, Ohtori-san," she said finally, her voice rather soft as she closed the binder.
"Well be sure Granger-san, I will find out what is going on here." He took the binder back and gave them both a sickeningly kind smile, about to turn he looked back at Hermione. "Have a good day, both of you." He then went and began to leave the building.
Harry cleared his throat once, changing his language back to English. He grabbed Hermione and pulled her away from the entrance, not caring if it seemed suspicious.
"What are we going to do," he asked quietly, knowing that just speaking in English wasn't the best protection. The students did learn it here after all.
Hermione cleared her throat once, also changing back to English. "We need to speak with Professor Snape."
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Kyouya continued out into the fading sunlight and soon a limo drove up and he got in, putting the binder on his lap.
Now I will find out everything. All I need to do is have father speak with the Dean. They have known each other for so long and I'm sure he knows something about these students. Even he wouldn't allow students in without a background check. He closed the door and told the chauffer to drive.
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Not long after Kyouya's limo left, any who were still at the school could see Harry and Hermione could be seen sprinting from the grounds.
An hour later, Snape was calling the Dean, hoping that he knew someway to through the young Ohtori off of them. After all, wasn't the Dean like a headmaster, and his experiences with such things lead him to believe that such people knew everything about their pupils. All the while, he glared as his five charges.
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Kyouya returned to his home and after speaking with his father was still not convinced about the Hogwarts students. His father had told him that the school was just a very private school, exclusive and that it was a birth right for them to go there. But it just did not make any sense. When he looked at both Harry's and Hermione's files they were simple commoners. Harry was living with his Aunt and Uncle and their son, while Hermione was living with her parents. The both had been in simple grammar school but that was it.
Hermione's grades had been excellent, exceeding everyone else, but Harry's had been atrocious, the worst in the class. How did do very different people get into the same private school?
I must find out on my own then. Perhaps I should enlist Kaoru and Hikaru. They would be best at sneaking into the main offices. His eyes were dark as he walked to his room and picked up the phone. After dialing a few numbers, it began ringing. Soon, a voice answered the phone.
"Hello Hikaru-kun. I have a favor to ask of you and I think you will find the out come very interesting." He grinned a bit as the twins and he began to talk.
(1)Kuso - Shit!
(2)Nori - a type of seaweed.
(3)Wai means yay
Allanasha Ke Kiri: O.O Wow, okay, this is our longest chapter to date. Though, for this one, we'd already decided where we wanted it to stop. I'd thought to make this two chapters (cut it in half and both chapter's would still be fairly long), but I kind of like this better. The plot is finally moving along. Things are heating up for our Hogwarts group. Kyouya is onto their scent. How long can they keep it from him? Well, we'll just have to wait and see!!