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Chapter II: Chisame

Every so often, Hasegawa Chisame was hit by the sheer ridiculousness of her past year and current situation.

This wave of overwhelming absurdity paralyzed her-just one year ago, she was a shut-in whose greatest thrill was posting photoshopped cosplay selfies online. And then that dumbass brat teacher barged his way into her classroom sanctuary-well, as much of a sanctuary it could be with a vampire, a robot, a time-traveling alien, and a mishmash of other various monsters-and dragged her on all kinds of idiotic misadventures. She'd been turned into a child, she'd been responsible for several people's lives, she'd been almost turned to stone, and she'd been molested by a freaking tentacle monster! (Didn't that stuff only happen in mediocre porn films?) And just when she thought she could finally return her paradise life of recluse, he dragged her to freaking London so she stand in the background while he yaked it up with some magic political so-and-so.

She was sixteen for fuck's sake. She should be in her dorm at Mahora worrying about zits, or school, or boys. Not standing behind a ten-disguised-as-fifteen-year-old hero of the magic world in the office of earth's Minister of Magic, waiting for said minister to show so they could somehow persuade him to be okay with revealing magic to the entire world.

Which, if she thought about it, probably wasn't a great time to be having an inner conniption.

(There was a Ministry of Magic? Seriously, what the f-)

Glancing at her teacher's face, she was surprised at his composure. Maybe he had gotten used to talking to big name powerful people. Or maybe he was freaking out inwardly, as she was. Chisame preferred to think the latter true. Even if he had saved the world-er, worlds- he was still just a kid.

A stupid kid who didn't like taking baths, and couldn't even handle a class of thirty-two-

"Chisame-san, are you alright?" Negi asked quietly.

"Wha- oh, yeah, yeah fine, just peachy!" No, you freaking dolt, she was obviously not alright! Why was she even here? Shouldn't this be a job for Kagurazaka or Sakurazaki or even the Class Pres? Heck, even that freaking robot would be of more-

"Calm yourself. It will not do to seem uncertain in front of these… wizards," their other companion said a tad bit disdainfully. Fate still gave Chisame the creeps.

"I am. Freaking. Calm." Chisame said through gritted teeth. The door opened and a tall, bald, African man entered, flanked by a younger man with glasses and black hair. Negi, Fate, and Chisame turned.

"My apologies for the delay," the tall man said, his deep voice reverberating around the room. "I hope you did not wait long. I am Kingsley Shacklebolt, the Minister." He shook hands with Negi before gesturing to his companion. "May I introduce you to Harry Potter, one of our esteemed aurors?"

'The fuck is an auror?' Chisame thought. She never should have agreed to this. She never should have taken that potion that made language magically translate.

"Mr. Potter! You're well known even in the magic- er, the mage community," Negi said, his voice just high enough for Chisame to notice a difference. "I'm a big fan!"

"Er, thanks." Harry Potter said. He seemed a bit taken aback.

"Harry, this is Negi Springfield, the man who saved the magic planet, Mundus Magicus, from it's demise, and…?"

"Fate Averruncus. The one who almost caused that demise." Fate said darkly. Wow. Way to get a good start.

"Um, well, he was trying to save it, too, in… in a different way." Negi fumbled quickly, "This is Chisame Hasegawa, my strategist." Oh, so that's what she was supposed to be.

"It's a pleasure." Kingsley said, bowing his head.

"The pleasure is ours." Chisame said stiffly.

"Er. To get right to the point, you mentioned us saving Mundus Magicus, but that isn't entirely true yet." Negi said, "We have a long-term plan to save the inhabitants of Mundus Magicus, centered around the concept of…"

Chisame watched the two wizards try to digest her teacher's whacked plan. She could tell they weren't entirely on board, to say the least. Hey, at least there was still sanity in this world of magic wizards and mages and what-nots. She wouldn't believe it either. And from what she could remember of Evangeline's explanation, wizards and mages didn't exactly have a history of getting along.

"And you would like our cooperation on this front?" Kingsley said, after Negi had finished explaining.

"Well, yes, that, but this would also involve… well, it would also involve revealing magic to the world at large." Negi said, somewhat hesitantly.

Kingsley and Harry Potter stared at him in disbelief. Chisame could see Negi losing confidence by the clock tick.

"It-it could finally reunite the worlds of wizards and mages! Um, I know it seems far-fetched but… I believe this is doable, and-"

"Mr. Springfield," The minister said, "As much as I would like to aid you in your efforts… I'm afraid that the wizarding community will not back a plan that threatens the safety of our lifestyle."

"Y-" Chisame stammered, "you know that there are millions of lives on the line, right? I know the people of the magic world are some of the weirdest people I've ever met, but they're still living lives just like ours…!" She felt herself turning red.

"There were millions of lives at stake when Voldemort was trying to take over, I don't remember you mages doing anything for us then." Harry Potter said suddenly, with a stiff sort of anger.

Kingsley quieted Harry with a look before addressing Chisame solemnly. "Miss Hasegawa, correct?" Chisame nodded, swallowing. "Personally I am impartial to your world, but there are many old wizarding families that are against association with mages, out of... concern about those who dwell among you."

"Those who-" What the heck did that mean? Chisame gave Negi a confused look, but it was Fate who answered her mental question.

"He means non-humans." Fate said, almost abrasively. Well, as abrasive as Chisame had ever seen the emotionless boy. Harry started. Chisame glanced at him.

"We've had ample trouble dealing with non-humans, you see." Kingsley said, and then sighed. "I'll see what I can do, but I wouldn't get my hopes up. I truly am sorry." He stood. "Unless there is anything else I can help you with, I'll see you to the door."

"Er! Um…" Negi glanced frantically at Kingsley, before instinctively shooting Chisame a helpless look. Damnit. She knew he'd be useless. Why'd he have to freeze up at the most crucial moment?

"If," Chisame said loudly, "If somehow, we could convince the wizarding community that we… that non-humans are harmless, you wouldn't have a problem with our plan, right?"

Kingsley hesitated with his hand on the doorknob. "That… would be a start. There are countless other issues in your tower plan that need proofing, but yes, then we could discuss further."

"Then all we need is time," Chisame said, (almost yelled,) "we'll go somewhere where you can see we don't mean harm." Quickly she added, "please, sir."

Kingsley glanced at his companion before eyeing them again. He took his hand from the door. "I suppose something could be arranged. Have you heard of the Wizarding school Hogwarts?"

...

"Chisame-san, thank you so much!" Negi whispered as they walked through the main lobby of the Ministry. "I'm used to talking to mage politicians, but I have no experience with wizar-"

"Can it, they can still hear how pathetic you are," Chisame hissed, looking around. She and Negi followed a close distance behind from Kingsley and Fate as they led out of the Ministry; fortunately, her teacher's voiced worries had been covered by the sound of the giant golden fountain, and the other people jostling around. Chisame glanced behind them. Harry Potter was at the tail of their party; Chisame thought she could feel his eyes on them and was sure he heard.

"I will contact you when all is ready." Kingsley said as they reached the green fireplaces. He shook Fate's hand, then hers, then Negi's.

"Thank you so much for your time," Negi said, regaining some of his previous composure.

As they stepped into the fire, Chisame caught a last glimpse of Harry looking accusingly at the Minister.

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