((SXH: Here I am again with the next chapter to this surprisingly popular story. I seriously have no clue why you all love this story so much. Please, just tell me why! This was originally just to blow off some steam, but you all liked it so I just decided to go with it. Anyway, I hope you all like this next chapter. Enjoy!))

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Kingdom Hearts. I only own this storyline.

Warning: Cursing.

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A Nobody's Love

Chapter 6: Minor Plans and Meetings

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Harry made his way from McGonagall's office with a cookie in his mouth and a couple in his hands. It wasn't really a secret that Harry loved sweets, but Harry tried to hide it a little at times. He adored sweet and spicy foods. The only thing he hates was food without much taste in it. Harry munched happily on his newt cookie as he went to the Great Hall.

Why did Harry even get cookies? Well, it all started when he pissed off that Umbridge woman during class. He didn't really want to cause trouble, but it was expected of him to pick a fight with a person who called him a liar. It was easy to pretend, too. He didn't like to be called a liar, even playfully. He hated it. Harry giggled to himself again. Hate… If only I could. He thought as he bounced into the Great Hall.

After he had made the big pink woman angry, he was given a week's worth of detention and then sent to Professor McGonagall. She had advised him to not openly disagree with the woman and then gave him a cookie for his efforts. Harry smiled brightly at the though. Good to know I'm not the only one who thinks the toad is horrid. Harry soon found Neville, Luna, Ron and Hermione. He kept his bright smile up and went over to sit with them.

"Been gone for that long, have I? It's already lunch," Harry said and offered Neville and Luna a cookie. Neville declined and Luna took one with her own happy smile.

"Yeah, mate! Where on earth did you go?" Ron asked, taking the other cookie that Harry didn't offer him.

"He went to Professor McGonagall's office," Hermione answered, her irritation in her voice. The she mumbled something about how that had been the third time she had told him that. Harry just smiled. "Where did you get the cookies?" Hermione asked in the end.

"Professor McGonagall offered them to me while we talked. I think she said that they were newt cookies," Harry informed. Luna brightened up instantly and munched happily on hers. Apparently, they seemed to be one of her favorites. Ron, on the other hand, spit it out and went to gulp down his pumpkin juice. They all laughed.

"Well, we better prepare for the next class. I think we have potions next," Neville said. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm not so sure I wanna go."

"Come on, Nev! You need to get over that silly fear of Snape. He's not that scary once you get to know him," Harry assured.

"And how would you know?" Ron sputtered.

"Don't you recall how many detentions I've had with him so far?" Harry lied easily.

"Even so, I'm not so sure, Harry," Neville mumbled. Harry patted Neville on the back, laughing.

"Don't worry too much about it. The trick is to not pay attention to him. Just concentrate on your work," Harry advised. "Now, come on! We've got to get going. If we're late, I just know he's gonna blame me for it. I'm not sure they could fit in another detention this week!"

"Harry, that's not exactly something to be proud about," Hermione said as she began to stand.

"Never said I was proud of it, 'Mione," Harry replied, standing up with the rest of them. "If I can't laugh about it, it's just going to make me feel worse in the end." Luna smiled up at Harry.

"That's a great way to think about it! Stay optimistic, Harry. Believe me. You're going to need it," Luna said and bounced off. The others watched her leave with confused looks. Harry contemplated what she meant by it, but didn't have time. It seemed like everyone pushed it off to the fact that Voldemort had returned. Now he was being dragged down to the dungeons.

When they arrived, Harry was the one forced to the door. It had become a habit for everyone to shove him in front and be the first to open the door. Harry's expression quickly turned defeated and he softly knocked on the door.

"Enter," came the soft reply. Harry opened the door and allowed the others to file in. Draco gave Harry a glance before entering. It was one that said 'let's talk after class'. Harry only nodded and filed in as well. Before he could even set his things down, Snape called out to him. "Potter, in my office. Now."

"But, Professor, what has Harry done? He's only just arrived," Hermione asked. Snape raised his gaze from his grading. He studied Hermione before scowling.

"I don't believe that is any of your business, Miss Granger. 10 points from Gryffindor for poking your nose where it doesn't belong," Snape bit out. "Everyone else, turn to page 13 in your books. We will not brew anything today. I want a 4 foot essay on why it is important to brew the Draught of the Forgotten, a potion to counteract the effects of Obliviation, in the light of the full moon." After hearing all of them grumble and get their supplies out, Snape stood and led Harry to his office. Once inside the room, Harry glared at Snape. He crossed his arms and stepped in front of him.

"Number XIV, I do look forward to one hell of an explanation for this," Harry spat. "Explain to me why you seemed it necessary to do that? Couldn't it wait until I actually did something?! Maybe blow up my cauldron, cussed Malfoy or even you out for calling me a liar, or, hell, even make a small mistake like using the wrong colored quill, just to name a few possibilities…"

"I assure you, I didn't call you in here because I just wished for your company," Severus drawled. "I was ordered to." Harry's eye twitched and he snarled.

"By who?" he growled. Suddenly arms wrapped around him from behind and he was drawn up to a large, broad chest. His mind whirled at who it could be and he desired to get away from them no matter what. Harry struggled and eventually got out of the man's grip. He spun around and landed a good punch to the person's jaw. He jumped back and got into fighting position before he froze.

"You know, I thought you would at least be 'happy' to see me. I never thought you would punch me…" came the dark, deep voice of one mocha skinned friend of him. He stood from his spot on the ground and brushed himself off.

"Xemnas!" Harry yelled. Severus was slightly happy that he put up the silencing charms before everyone arrived. "What the fuck? I told you not to sneak up on me!" Harry huffed and turned away from the other. Xemnas only smiled and opened him arms.

"Does it really matter now? You already hit me," Xemnas said. "Besides, I went through a lot of trouble just to come see you. To think I just came here to be punched…" Xemnas gave a mock pout and rubbed his cheek.

"You shouldn't have come!" Harry chastised, turning around to face the other. "If Saïx catches you here, you'll have a lot of explaining to do." Xemnas came closer to Harry, still smiling.

"I'm the Superior. I won't have to explain anything to him," Xemnas countered.

"That doesn't matter!" Harry argued. "He will still be suspicious, if he isn't already. Number I, you know how hard it was to control the first rebellion. If a second one comes with Saïx at the forefront, I don't think I'll be able to contain it!" Xemnas sighs. "Don't come here again unless it is of the utmost importance!" Xemnas cringed a little. There it was again… That sweet melodic sound if Harry's voice. Xemnas, if he could, despised the sound. He wanted to please Harry when he heard it, but something in him fought against it every time. It made it to where he could say:

"No," Xemnas replied. Harry gazed at Xemnas and gave a frustrated growl.

"How do you always do that?!" Harry yelled. "Is it just some impulse in you that tell you to not do as you are told? Do you always have to be the one giving commands and not taking them?" Harry growled again went to the door. Xemnas rushed over to him and plucked him up quicker that he could protest and brought him over to the fireplace. He sat down in the armchair with a squirming Harry in his arms. "Let me go, you insufferable git!" That sweet melodic voice came out and Xemnas could only smile. His arms tightened around the other in an overpowering embrace.

"No," Xemnas replied, knowing how much it irritated the other. Harry always looked so cute when he was angry. Xemnas just couldn't control the urge to make the raven flustered or just ruffling his feathers. When the other began to struggle more and more, Xemnas reached up and pinched his cheeks and said, "Calm down, little bird. I just needed to speak with you. Now stop squirming and I'll stop pinching!" Harry glared up at the tan man and folded his arms with a huff. "There we go." Xemnas released his hold over Harry's cheeks only to wrap his arms around the teen's waist.

"You fucking asshole. I hate you. Go die, you fucking bastard," Harry spat as he leaned his head back against Xemnas's chest.

"Such a foul mouth. Perhaps I should wash it out with soap," Xemnas teased. Harry's glare sharpened.

"Shut up," Harry answered. "What the hell do you want?" Xemnas just smiled and leaned down, resting his head on Harry's shoulder.

"I wanted to talk to you. I just told you. Were you not listening?" Xemnas asked cheekily. Harry elbowed him.

"You know what I meant!" Xemnas just sighed, not deterred by the fact that he was just elbowed in the ribs. In fact, he really didn't feel it.

"That brat is trying to find us," Xemnas informed. Harry's expression turned serious and he turned to Severus.

"Leave us. Take Replarry III with you," Harry ordered. Xemnas sighed as he heard the sweet voice again. He saw Snape smiled, a rarity even in the most humorous of times, and beckoned a teenager to come out of the shadows. The boy bounced over to Snape and smiled brightly. Harry turned to the replica of himself and continued. "Look unhappy for the rest of the class period and until we can switch again. Make it look like you are angry with Severus." Replarry III nodded and put on his most upset look. "Good job. Now go." Soon they were left alone.

"You know, I'm still amazed that you name those things. How many have you had?" Xemnas asked.

"Nineteen," Harry replied bluntly. "I pray that there will not be a twentieth replica made." Xemnas smiled at Harry's use of words and chuckled deeply.

"You are something else," Xemnas chuckled. Harry squirmed when he felt the vibrations at his back. Xemnas's breath hit his ear and he felt his face heat up. Harry felt the change and wondered why it happened. He didn't blush intentionally, so why was his cheeks covered in a light dust of pink.

"So what were you going to say about the brat?" Harry asked, hanging his head to hide his blush. Xemnas didn't question his actions but did look at him curiously.

"Why do you call him a brat, little bird? You two are the same age after all," Xemnas asked. Harry felt his cheeks begin to burn at the mention of his nickname, but it did not last long. Harry didn't like to be compared to that brat.

"I call him a brat because he is a child at heart! He doesn't know anything about the true working of the world and he is always handed the things he needs! He is a spoiled bloody brat!" Harry hissed. Xemnas's eyes widened in shock. He could feel the tension rise in the room as Harry's apparent 'anger' was rising. He rubbed little circles on Harry's hips to calm him down, to try and sooth the beast in his little raven.

"Har-" Xemnas tried but the room grew dark many candles blew out and the temperature dropped drastically.

"Don't...DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Harry screeched and several jars busted as well as lamps. Xemnas held onto Harry tighter, shielding him from the debris.

"I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry, Ahrxri," Xemnas said as he burrowed his head into Harry's neck. "I know the name infuriates you. I should have known better. But, these people here do not. They say your name and idolize this facade that they have created for you. It must be torture to hear that name everyday..." Xemnas tightened his grip almost painfully around Harry. "You must have been holding in that rage, my little bird," Xemnas whispered against Harry's neck. The change was almost instantaneous. All the tension left the other's body and the temperature raise, almost like breathing life back into the room.

"I have..." Harry whispered, suddenly feeling drained. He sank into his friend's embrace and gave a soft smile, a genuine smile. "Thank you..."

"For what?" the silver-haired man asked, breathing in Harry's scent. He didn't dare do more than that. He did not push the boundaries of their friendship.

"For being here." Harry replied then shifted around so that he straddled Xemnas's lap and curled up to his chest. Xemnas raised his head so that it could rest on the teen's head. They stayed like this for a few minutes before Harry piped up again. "So... What was it you wanted to tell me about that Sora brat again?" Xemnas growled at the mention of him.

"Sora has been trying to stop us for a while now, as we both know. However, he has grown increasingly persistent. He has thwarted us at Hallow Bastian(sp?), as well as Beast's castle. What's worse is that he has seen Roxas on one of his mission in the Twilight Town. Your recon team has found that Sora is desperately trying to find Roxas and speak to him. I don't know how he found out, but he knows that Roxas is his Nobody," Xemnas reported. Harry scoffed and wrapped his arms around Xemnas's neck.

"You and I both know that such a thing is not true. They look nothing alike," Harry commented. "But, I will not deny the fact that Roxas did come from Sora's heart. Though, it is an undeniable fact, I have come to believe that Roxas has a heart of his own. Do you not think the same?" Xemnas made a noise of agreement.

"Not only I, but there have been other members who have noticed," the dark skinned man replied, letting his hands rest on Harry's back. Harry could feel the warmth of the touch. It sent a strange sensation though him as the warms seemed to travel up his spine. He tried to ignore it as best he could. Now was not the time to think about such things.

"We must tread lightly. If Roxas becomes too uncomfortable around us, he may feel the need to leave and seek out Sora. We must find some way to assure Roxas that he is his own person and not Sora's Nobody. With this he wouldn't feel the need to leave. If you find a way to do that it will help us tremendously. Also, I need you to send two people on missions now. If the boy is becoming stronger, I don't want to risk losing our dear members," Harry ordered, only this time there was no melodic tone signifying his use of his power. It was just him. Xemnas smiled. He knew that it was his way of asking, instead of commanding.

"You know..." Xemnas began, changing the subject. "We are eventually going to have to tell them all."

"Tell them what?" Harry wondered.

"We will have to tell them who the real Superior is," Xemnas said. He could feel Harry's scowl at the thought.

"I hope you do not mean anytime soon," Harry snapped.

"No. Only when you are ready," Xemnas murmured into Harry's hair. Harry let out a soft, content moan at the feel, his scowl melting away.

"Alright. I will tell them when I believe the time is right," Harry informed. "For now, I think that we should go. I'm sure Severus is waiting for us to return."

"No," Xemnas said and clung tighter.

"What do you mean 'no'? That wasn't even a command! Are you just that dead set on defying me?!" Harry asked and began to beat his fists against Xemnas's chest, halfheartedly. Xemnas chuckled deeply at the small little tantrum, the teen's fists only tickling him.

"No. I just wished to spend more time together. I have not seen you in a while," Xemnas informed.

"It hasn't even been a week, so don't give me that bullshit. We can't even feel the emotions needed to miss another," Harry shot back, giving Xemnas an angry glare. Xemnas laughed again, ruffling the raven's hair.

"Then that means you cannot be truly angry at me either. After all, we cannot feel those emotion either," Xemnas commented, smiling brightly. Harry went silent. He pried Xemnas's arms from around his waist. Confused by the sudden change, Xemnas released his hold and eyed the smaller carefully. "What is the matter?" Harry moved away from him and stood in front of the fire, just staring at it.

"I don't think that we feel absolutely nothing…" Harry whispered. Xemnas stared on at him, wondering what could have caused this sudden change. "I believe it is possible for Nobodies to feel something."

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SXH: There you have it guys! Here's another chapter of this strange story! Seriously, guys, why do you like it? Please TELL ME! I seriously have no clue! But, hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I will be working on the next one. However, it may not be finished until after my Thanksgiving break. See you guys next time!

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