Sorry for the delay! I would have posted this yesterday, but school just started back up and things have been kinda hectic for me. And bold is Japanese!

After several days, Shouta and Hitsugaya found that the school was going to be far more interesting than they originally thought. Their first class in History of Magic class, which happened to be Slytherins and Gryffindors together, Shouta toppled over in his seat at the sight of the ghost professor, earning an uncharacteristic snort and barely contained laugh from Hitsugaya. They later heard about the ghosts, whom they had not seen at the Welcoming Feast. They also learned that Gilderoy Lockhart was an idiot who did not know the 1st thing about magic. Overall, though, the first couple days passed without incident.

Shouta snickered at Hitsugaya's grimace as the 2 stepped into the DADA classroom. The place was lined with moving pictures and portraits of Lockhart, the man walking down and talking in a self-important voice as the 2 rushed to sit down. They ignored a few bewildered stares when they sat together. Hitsugaya groaned quietly as the man said, "I must ask you not to scream, it might provoke them!" he yanked the cloth off the cage on his desk, revealing a bunch of blue Cornish pixies.

"Cornish pixies?" Scoffed a Gryffindor boy. Hitsugaya rolled his eyes and began ignoring the professor.

"You should pay attention, Hitsugaya. You might provoke the Lockhart pixies." Shouta whispered, grinning stupidly. Hitsugaya rolled his eyes again, though he couldn't help but smirk at Shouta's stupid joke. The boys perked up when the cage door was yanked open, the pixies bursting out and causing havoc. The two sat there as most of the class ran out at the chaos. Shouta burst out laughing as the professor's wand got taken.

"Shouta, you should really stop laughing at another's expense. You're starting to act like Kurotsuchi and Zaraki." Hitsugaya muttered, his reiatsu freezing one of the pixies when it got too close to him.

Shouta sighed in exaggeration, taking out his wand and waving it. All the pixies froze, floating around in the air. "Well… thank you for that Shouta. Um, if you'll put them back into their cage for me." The man murmured, disappearing before anyone could protest.

"I'll be right back." The brunette muttered, racing after the man. Hitsugaya sighed, and started grabbing pixies and throwing them into the cage. The brown-haired transfer came back soon after, beaming as the teacher followed behind him, blabbering about some story he had written. The transfers disappeared from the classroom almost immediately.

The 2 were strolling by the Quidditch field that morning, discussing about what happened yesterday with the Cornish pixies, generally trying to keep their mind off their mission, when Ronald Weasley landed in front of them. "Hey, you okay?" Shouta asked, keeping his distance as a precaution. His instincts told him right, because Ron started vomiting slugs before them, both of the transfers looking at him in disgust. The Gryffindor Quidditch team and Hermione had rushed over just in time to see the first slimy thing drop out of Ron's mouth. Everyone looked in disgust, shouting "Ew!" or "Gross!"

One boy, who Hitsugaya recognized as Colin Creevey snapped a picture, and asked something excitedly that the shinigami tuned out. They watched, seemingly uninterested, as Harry and Ron rushed their friend away to get help. "Serves him right." Malfoy scoffed, his smirk mirrored by some other Slytherins. The transfers had never really associated with the boy, ignoring any comments he had made about the 2. "Did you see his face? He looked like he would turn into a slug, himself. Wait, he already is one!" The blonde-haired brat and his friends cackled. The Gryffindors butted in at the comment, soon turning into an extremely loud argument.

"You freaks shouldn't even be allowed in this school!" One Slytherin shouted.

"Same to you! You think you're better than others just because of your excuse of a father!" A Gryffindor retorted.

"Like you should talk! You're all freaks! Look at him!" Malfoy snapped, pointing rather rudely at Toshiro, who was now watching the conversation with interest. "I bet that mudblood's parents are filthy good-for-nothings-" He was cut off abruptly when Shouta punched him in the face, sending him flying into a few other Slytherins.

"Don't talk about someone's family so rudely when you don't even know them." He snapped, his voice rising as he continued. "You don't know what we've been through. What he's been through. For your information, Malfoy, our parents are dead. He doesn't even know who they are." Shouta growled, stepping in front of Toshiro protectively.

"I'm better off than you are, Shouta. Seeing your father abandon you and your mother murdered right before your eyes isn't very settling. Let's go, we have something we need to attend to." Toshiro stepped in, putting a firm hand on Shouta's shoulder.

"Fine." The brunette grumbled, trudging off.

Hitsugaya followed him, stopping only for a moment to turn his icy glare on the whimpering Malfoy. The temperature dropped dramatically, making everyone shiver. "I suggest you watch your mouth next time, brat. Because next time, I'll be the one to snap. And it won't be nearly as pleasant." He growled at the boy, who nodded shakily. Hitsugaya then smirked, following his friend as the air rose back to its original temperature, everyone staring after the transfers in shock.

"Did you hear that?" Hitsugaya muttered, looking around the empty hallway.

"If you're talking about that creepy, bloodthirsty voice, then yes." Shouta replied warily. They both frowned as they heard the voice again, flash stepping after it.

Both Hitsugaya and Shouta stared in shock at the sight before them. Written in blood on the wall was 'The Chamber of Secrets had been opened. Enemies of the heir… Beware.' Next to it, hanging from the ceiling, was Mrs. Norris. Shouta frowned at the sight of the cat. "It's definitely not dead. Either way, we should probably get it down. I'm pretty sure Mrs. Norris doesn't like being strung up like that." The murmured, reaching up to untie the cat.

"Wha…" Shouta looked up, still holding the hardened cat up, to see the Golden Trio. Hardly 10 seconds later, the halls were soon filled with students, all whispering and pointing.

"My cat! You murdered my cat!" Shrieked Mr. Filch, pointing accusingly at Shouta in anger. The boy looked at him before looking at the cat in his hand.

"I did?" Was all he could say, thoroughly confused.

"I'll kill ya." The man growled, lifting him up by the shirt. "I'll kill ya!"

"Argus," Dumbledore's voice called as he and a few other teachers pushed through the crowd. He opened his mouth to speak, and stared agape as he saw the scene before him. Mr. Filch had let go of Shouta, who still held the cat. Behind them, was the message in blood. "Everyone, please proceed to the dormitories immediately." The Headmaster called out, and everyone started to leave. "Except," he continued, pointing to Shouta (who had by now dropped the cat) and Hitsugaya. "You two."

"She's not dead, Argus. She has been petrified." Dumbledore's quiet voice sounded loud as Mr. Filch and the transfers stood there, looking at him.

"No offense, Mr. Filch, but it's a cat. You can get a new one, can't you?" Shouta asked suddenly, raising an eyebrow. Hitsugaya rolled his eyes at the calm boy, who's posture was sure to get him accused and possibly even expelled.

"Why you!" Argus Filch shouted, raising a fist.

"Now, Argus. But how she has been petrified, I cannot say." The Headmaster continued, worry reflected in his eyes.

"Ask him. He's done it. You saw what he wrote on the wall." The caretaker snapped, pointing at Shouta accusingly.

"Hey, hey, No pointing fingers. I have no idea what happened either. By the time I got here, she was hung up right there. I just got her down." Shouta replied, jerking a thumb towards the place where Mrs. Norris had been hanging a moment before.

"Rubbish." Mr. Filch growled.

"If I may, Headmaster." Snape muttered. "Perhaps these two have simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time." He suggested, though the way his beady eyes glared at the transfers suggested otherwise. "Though the circumstances are suspicious. I, for one, recall these two leaving from dinner quite early." He sneered, striding slowly towards them.

"Yes, the circumstances are quite suspicious. But I, for one, don't recall having to give a reason to leave early." Shouta sneered back, copying Snape's manner of speaking in a remarkably similar way.

"Now, now." Lockhart laughed uncomfortably, stepping in between the two. "I'm sure whatever's going on here, Shouta has a good reason for it."

"Back off, idiot." The brunette growled, his patience clearly running low. "You don't know the first thing about me. None of you do." He snapped, glaring at the rest of the teachers.

"Izukai Shouta!" Hitsugaya snapped, his icy glare far scarier than the brunette's. "Watch that mouth of yours! We're supposed to be undercover. If you get expelled now, this will be all for nothing. You can snap at them all you want after the year is over." Shouta glared at him, but backed down anyways.

"Fine."