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    Chapter 6: No Need for a Diary

    ‘What am I gonna do about this mess?’ Washu Hakubi thought to herself as she left Charms class.

    It had been about a week since the Masaki family infiltrated Hogwarts. By now the teachers had some inkling as to who these new students were and what they could do. In some cases, the teachers approved of the new students. In this regard, Sasami and Tenchi came to mind.

    But then there was Ryoko and Ayeka.

    Washu had to run interference with those two on what seemed to be a daily basis. While she had quietly altered a few memories of some of the students who might have seen something out of the ordinary, such as Ryoko flying, word had gotten around that there was something off about the lot. Rumors were spreading about their weird customs and it got to the point that Tenchi would practice his swordplay with a crown of spectators.

    Leading the investigation was the young Gryffindor witch named Hermione Granger. Washu had to give it to the girl: she was smart. Though she wondered why Hermione was not in Ravenclaw, she was secretly glad for it. There is little doubt that had they shared a house together she would go to any lengths to get the proof that she needed. The greatest scientific mind in the galaxy got a rush out of the game, linking it back to Earth novelist Victor Hugo’s light read Les Miserables and to the characters of ValJean and Javert.

    On the downside, being in Ravenclaw did have the disadvantage of not being in the same house as Harry. Though the spirit of Tsunami was no doubt watching over them, Washu would have loved to get the opportunity to pick apart the poor boy. She needed to know what made him so damn special.

    But Ravenclaw did offer one bonus: Luna Lovegood.

    Washu could not figure out why, but somehow this one girl could see through anything that she threw out at her. Though she did not tell anyone, she randomly informed Washu that her “toy wand” was very impressive and continued on with reading the Quibbler. It was positively unheard of for a teenage girl to notice technology like that in only a few days, let alone technology that would fool even the Earth’s greatest scientists.

    The two girls walked down the hallway to the Great Hall. Though Washu missed Sasami’s homemade meals, even she had to admit the food was pretty good. As they entered the Hall, they were overtaken by the various aromas permeating from the tables.

    “Oh, there appears to be pudding and steaks. An odd combination for lunch, but still appropriately appetizing,” Luna spoke.

    “Luna, please don’t change. Seriously, I don’t know what it is about you, but you just make my day so much brighter,” Washu grinned.

    Suddenly, Luna stopped walking and looked at the Gryffindor table. “If that is the case, young Washu, then we should go make Harry’s day brighter. It looks like something is going on over there.”

    The pair made their way to Harry, who only had Sasami by his side. Washu could not see Tenchi around so she assumed the 7th years were still in a class but she was surprised not to see the Granger girl or any of the Weasleys. They sat down next to them and Washu noticed immediately that Harry’s hand was covered.

    “Oh Washu, it’s you! It’s terrible! Harry scar is hurting and there is something going on with is hand! He won’t let anyone help him,” Sasami cried.

    Harry turned away bitterly. “It’s fine. Really. I don’t want to make a big deal of it.”

    Washu was faster than Harry would probably give her credit for. She examined his hand. A sense of disgust rose in her. His hand was carved into somehow and was covered in dry blood. The carvings spelled out “I must not tell lies.” Directed by a sense of blind rage, Washu produced her little computer and started typing furiously. In an instant, Harry’s hand healed, though there was a little light scarring that remained.

    Harry was confused. “What…what did you just do?”

    The pink haired girl turned to Luna and Sasami. “Sasami, can you find Hermione and Ron? I assume that they left here due to their own concern about Harry. Luna, stay with Harry and make sure he is okay. Harry, I am sorry that I don’t have the time to give you proper answers but I promise you, you will find out soon enough. I’m going to see Albus Dumbledore and then giving Dolores Umbridge a piece of my mind!”

    Washu got up and walked away without addressing the fact that she broke her own rules of secrecy. The notion of taking a child and torturing him in such a manner repulsed her. As a mother herself, she felt the need to take on the role of Harry’s surrogate maternal figure and do as any mother would in this case: complain to the highest person on the chain. In this case, that would be Albus Dumbledore.

    She made her way to a pair of gargoyles. Her energy readings told her that this was where Dumbledore lived. She pressed a few buttons on her computer screen and made the guardian gargoyles vanish. This revealed the entrance to the office of the man Washu corresponded with for a little over four years.

    As she stormed her way up the stairs, she could make out the voice of Minerva McGonagall yelling her head off. Washu paused to listen in. ‘If she is here for what I think she is here for, I will have hope for the wizarding world’ Washu thought to herself.’

    “That vile woman has been forcing Potter to CARVE her words into his own skin! Professor, how can this be allowed at the school? If Granger and Weasley didn’t bring this to my attention earlier today, how many students do you think she might have disfigured?!” the elderly witch cried out.

    “Minerva, do you not think I understand the seriousness of the situation. I will not stand for my students to be injured in any way, but read between the lines. Dolores is using this opportunity to gain Ministry approved power at the school. It will be hard to interfere when that begins,” the voice of Albus echoed down to Washu.

    “Her mere presence is an interference, Albus! If you will not do something about this, I will! I need to make sure Potter is not injured to the point that he is unable to move his hand,” Minerva McGonagall threatened.

    Washu decided that now was the perfect time to intervene. “His hand is fine, dear Professor McGonagall. I managed to heal him rather nicely, but I’m sure he can use some help. He didn’t seem particularly happy that people were drawing attention to it.”

    Albus and Minerva were not expecting what appeared to be a Fourth Year student enter in Dumbledore’s office.

    “My word…Miss Hakubi! You musn’t barge into the headmaster’s office! And what are you talking about? How could a Fourth Year student know enough about magic to heal what was no doubt a Dark Magical object!” the senior witch questioned.

    Washu waved her finger at the woman. “Ah but I am no ordinary Fourth Year magical student. I am Washu Hakubi, the greatest scientific mind in the galaxy! I have learned a lot about healing in my own studies and it was easy to find a way to make the pain go away. Now Professor McGonagall, I really must speak to Professor Dumbledore about this Umbridge problem. Harry needs you now more than Albus does.”

    Again, Minerva McGonagall was shocked. No student had ever spoken to her that way. “Excuse me young lady?!”

    Albus interrupted her immediately. “Minerva, I know that Miss Hakubi was not acting in the most proper of ways, but she raises a point. You must go help Harry right now. Miss Hakubi will apologize to you for her tone later, but I am sure we all can agree that it was the concern for the boy that was driving her anger.”

    Minerva gave a curt nod, shot Washu a dirty look, and left the premises to attend to her charge. This left an open seat for Washu to sit in, something she did gladly.

    “Miss Washu, I must really ask you to not speak to my staff like that,” Albus began as he offered her tea. Washu swatted aside the cup and looked him in the eye.

    “And I must ask you to show more concern for your students! The boy is only fifteen years old! It is bad enough there is a smear campaign out to discredit and isolate the kid but he is having issues every night dealing with nightmares and memories from his graveyard duel with Voldemort! Tenchi has been filling me in about it and I think there is something going on here that either you have yet to reveal or that you do not know about.”

    Albus stared out of his spectacles and waited for the pink haired woman to continue. Washu obliged. “All right it seems that I will be the one dictating the terms of this visit. For starters, in addition to his hand Sasami mentioned that Harry’s head was hurting. I assume this has its link to the lightning scar on his forehead. Is there any reason why you have not confronted the boy about it?”

    Washu gave the man a moment to collect his thoughts. The old man rose up and began walking to a compartment behind his desk. “I have a theory, but I am unsure of how true it could possibly be. However, as a woman of science I assume you will be more open to it than others. A little under three years ago, Ginny Weasley was possessed by a diary, this diary,” he said, pulling out an older book. The center was ripped open, like it was torn apart.

    Examining the book, Washu motioned for her colleague to continue. “This led me to believe that Voldemort somehow managed to use Dark Magic to place a bit of himself into the book as a safeguard to ensure his survival.”

    Washu shot him a look. “You are referring to a horcurx, dear Dumbledore. I have came across it in my studies of your culture. It splits your soul apart at the cost of another life. There are similar techniques developed in the galactic community, but they are all banned and considered dangerous.”

    This got Dumbledore’s attention. “Really? How does it work?”

    She cleared her throat and projected an image from her computer. “It is commonly referred to as the black flame projection. One must extract the flame of life from their body and hide it in an area of their choosing. If the flame were to go out, the soul itself would instantly die. However, if the flame remained lit after the body was destroyed, the flame could be used to warp a soul into a twisted copy of the original.”

    Dumbledore processed this information. “So what you are telling me is that the flame of the older soul must be placed into another host. This would then cause the host to become the original person? I must profess that such knowledge is lost on me. Could it be possible…”

    Washu cut him off. “For Kagato to have done so? Perhaps. However, the soul flame as it were would have to be manually placed into the host, killing him. No fool in the galaxy would do that. Besides, I searched all of Kagato’s old haunts in the time after his death. There was nothing from Ryoko’s memories or from the places that suggested that he would attempt such things. He was too cocky.”

    The old man sighed. “Regardless, this is all speculation. Even if this were a horcrux, how could we know how many Tom created or where they were?”

    Washu examined the book. “Hmm, I wonder.” She put the computer over the book and began typing. After several minutes, lights began to flash. Dumbledore did not dare to move an inch or interrupt her. This may have been the chance he was looking for.

    “Bingo! This is it! There are remnants of a soul fragment hidden in the book! This data can allow us to track the remaining areas to find it! But…how can we do it? I don’t have access to my real subspace lab or most of my equipment. I still need to create a small dimension within the school to link the dormitories so we can meet in private,” Washu trailed on.

    “If you can just create dimensional rifts in order to create subspace, why can you not link to your lab from here?” Albus pondered.

    “It is just too far away. We would need to be approximately 100 miles away to link up to the same dimensional frequencies. So my options here are limited…except…” Washu stopped. An idea just popped in her head. It would be risky and she was not sure if she would agree to it, but she had to try.

    Washu began typing on her screen again. Suddenly a large picture of a crap holding a telephone appeared above Dumbledore’s desk. After a moment, a woman answered the phone. She had brown skin, brunette hair, and what appeared to be rabbit like ears. Dumbledore surmised it was an alien.

    “Washu, why are you calling me so early…and what the hell are you wearing?” the woman asked.

    Washu smiled. “Hey Yume, nice to hear from you too. This is my formal school robes. I’m studying to be a witch!”

    The girl rose an eyebrow. “A witch? What kind of sake have you been drinking lately and where can I get some?”

    Suddenly the woman, or Yume, noticed the odd looking man. “Holy crap, who the hell are you rolling with now? You traded Tenchi for an old man?”

    Dumbledore bowed respectfully. “My dear Miss Yume, my name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I am happy to make your acquaintance. I am the headmaster of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry… on the planet Earth. I have no idea as to why Washu has reached out for you but I believe that it must be important.”

    “You really aren’t kidding with the witch crap then? Okay, I’ll bite. What’s going on?”

    “Listen Yume, we are undercover at this school. Something is going to happen in the next year that may or may not result in Kagato getting revived. We have just obtained specific data to back this up but I do not have proper access to my lab equipment. As I can’t break cover at the present moment, I was hoping as both my friend and rival that you could create a tracking device for me and go on what can be called a ‘Horcrux Hunt.'” Washu explained.

    Yume thought about it for a bit. “So let me get this straight, you are asking Hishima and myself to come to Earth, build a machine, do your dirty work for you and find these objects that give off a specific energy signature? What the hell Washu? Do you want me to come over there and wipe your ass while I’m at it?”

    Washu adopted a serious look on her face. “This is not a time to joke Yume. I will give you anything you ask, but please help me.”

    The girl sighed. “Well seeing as I still owe the galaxy for the whole Ryuten incident with Bizen, I suppose I can help you out. Send me the data and I’ll contact you when I get to Earth. Yume out.”

    The transmission ended and the two people in Dumbledore’s office looked at each other.

    “Miss Washu, you might have just been responsible for saving the wizarding world,” Dumbledore said.

    Washu was going to laugh the comment off, but a thought suddenly struck her. “Wait a moment, this conversation started about Harry and turned into horcruxes. You aren’t suggesting that…”

    “…that Harry may have been turned into an accidental horcrux? I am afraid that is my theory. I do not know how it might have been, but it would make sense. I have been avoiding Harry thus far as I am afraid that Voldemort will make use of the connection the two share to try to possess Harry.”

    Washu blinked. “Connection…you mean the scar? So the headaches are connected to Voldemort’s thoughts….my god. We need more than just Yume; we need Tsunami. If there is a soul fragment in his head, only she could have the power to remove it…” she trailed off.

    Dumbledore grabbed her arms. “Listen to me; it is imperative that you do not go prodding around just yet! If Voldemort were to find out about this through Harry, he would surely use it against us by either making more horcruxes or strengthening the defenses of the current ones he has made. It pains me but it seems to be the only way.”

    Washu thought about it. “You know you are asking me to let the boy live with this abomination inside him? I…I see your point. But I don’t like it. I’m going to try to figure out a way around your little theory.”

    Albus nodded. “I would expect nothing less from the greatest scientific mind in the universe. However, I think it would be appropriate to move on to our other matter at hand: Dolores Umbridge.”

    The headmaster watched as the pink haired scientist curled up a fist. “That woman is the devil incarnated…and I have a devil for a daughter! How can your Ministry tolerate that woman?”

    Albus sighed. “She is a means to an end; namely to take over the school and add to the smear campaign started by our Minister. As I was alluding to Minerva McGonagall earlier, my friends in the Ministry have passed word on that she will be adopting a new role soon: Hogwarts High Inquisitor.”

    The title caused Washu to go pink. “You don’t mean she’s going to be running the school? What about the children?”

    The headmaster slumped in his chair. “Cornelius does not care about the children as long as they do not rebel against him. That is his greatest fear. However, I do have an idea for how to add a bit of chaos to the mix to spice things up. While I cannot condone a student doing harm to a teacher, such as giving Fred and George Weasley the run of the school, I do believe that a teacher in a peculiar position might make things entertaining for the children and staff.”

    Washu rose an eyebrow. “You mean Mihoshi?”

    “Oh yes. You see, I have heard from the grapevine that Mihoshi’s class is slowly becoming the most talked about thing in the school. As such, I believe that we can use this to our advantage. Dolores still believes that the Minister is the one behind getting Mihoshi placed here, so she will be protected from what is to come. I think I will be allowing our dear Professor Kuramitsu to indulge a few of the requests she asked about when we told her about the job.”

    “You don’t mean…”

    “I do. I will be making an announcement at dinner tonight. I do love Muggle cinema. I think it is time to share that love with the school.”

    Washu could only imagine the terror that was letting Mihoshi host a movie night at Hogwarts. Teaching comic books and manga was one thing, but this had the potential to get out of control fast.

    “It’s genius!”

    drillmaster
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    Chapter Five: No Need for Muggle Studies

    “I am telling you both there is something off about those two,” Hermione Granger was telling her two best friends in the common room the next morning.

    Harry shrugged. “I don’t see what the fuss is about Hermione. New schools open all of the time in the Muggle world; why can’t there be a new magical school?”

    “I agree Hermione; I think you are just being mental. Besides, Harry’s usually the one who gets the bad vibes from people. Shouldn’t that be enough to trust them, at least for now?” Ron added.

    Hermione looked flustered. “All right Ronald, if you would like to see further proof as to why I am suspicious, look outside the window and tell me what you see.”

    The young witch directed them to an open window where Neville was staring out of.

    “He’s been at it all morning since I woke up. It’s kinda cool to watch, don’t you think?” Neville told his friends. The other boys peered out the window, searching for what their housemates were talking about.

    The pair found a small shape which was moving rather fast. It appeared to be Tenchi Masaki, jumping on a series of stones that were placed around the field near Hagrid’s house. He was jumping from stone to stone while waving around a giant stick. It looked like Sasami was with him.

    “Wicked, he’s like one of those ninjas my dad was describing to me; what with the wooden sword thing!” Ron said excitedly.

    Hermione was not pleased. “Ronald, ninjas are assassins in Japan! There is absolutely no reason why a student should be learning swordplay or practicing it!”

    Harry shot her a look. “Really? What if a sword was the only thing that could kill Voldemort? What if that training really came in handy?”

    “Besides, don’t you think Dumbledore would check to see if the people Fudge were bringing in were on the level?” Neville chimed in.

    Both comments took the young witch off guard. “Well I hadn’t considered…regardless, I’m still going to keep my eye on that lot. And as for you Neville, what about Umbridge? It seemed like Dumbledore didn’t have much of a choice with her.”

    Ron shrugged. “Maybe she won’t be so bad. After all she’s a teacher right? Aren’t teachers supposed to be good at stuff?”

    “Ronald Weasley, have you forgotten about how half of our teachers in Defense Against the Dark Arts all worked for…You Know Who?” Hermione responded.

    Ron’s cheeks turned a shade of bright pink. It was at that moment when Minerva McGonagall entered the common room.

    “Weasley, you seem rather excited today. What has got you so flustered?” the Deputy Headmistress asked.

    “Well..uh..Tenchi…uh” Ron stuttered, pointing outside.

    Minerva peered out the window. “Ah I see you have noticed Mr. Masaki’s morning rituals. Professor Dumbledore allowed it as a way for him to feel right at home here.”

    “Dumbledore knows about that? But…” Hermione started when she was cut off by Professor McGonagall.

    “Do not worry Granger, you will get used to their customs soon enough, as they will ours. In fact, I came to see the three of you gentlemen about such things. Given the circumstances of your summer Harry, Professor Dumbledore believes that you deserve to have a small break, if you would. As such, for this term you will be taking Professor Kuramitsu’s Muggle Studies class. Weasley, Longbottom, I suggest you do the same given your own Divination results, ” she added on the end.

    Harry gave her a quizzical look. “Professor Dumbledore said that? But why didn’t he tell me himself? Why does he want us to do that?”

    The professor shrugged. “I do not question the headmaster Mr. Potter. If he asks me to do something, I will do it. As for Weasley and Longbottom, well I think Albus would like to have a few people be in the new professor’s class to make her feel welcome. I would invite you Miss Granger, but I think your class schedule is far too full.”

    “Bloody brilliant! Fred and George take that class. We get to have a class with them!” Ron exclaimed.

    “Don’t you think they will take the opportunity to prank you any chance they get?” Neville whispered, causing the grin on Ron’s face to disappear.

    “You all best get a move on, your first class starts within the next hour. Look sharp you lot, and see you all in Transfiguration,” the wizened witch remarked as she left the tower.

    The quartet looked at each other; they were not quite sure what to make of this development. Once the three boys took Professor Mihoshi Kuramitsu’s class, it was doubtful they ever would.

    Harry, Neville, and Ron slugged to the room where Muggle Studies was being taught. They had just finished their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Umbridge and it was terrible. They were not allowed to use magic, learn defensive spells, and worse of all Harry was given a week of detentions for saying Voldemort was alive.

    “Is this how every person is going to be this year?” Harry vented to his friends once they left Hermione to her Ancient Runes class.

    Ron shrugged. “Mate, you know that everything will work out fine. Don’t let Umbridge get to you. That old toad will get what’s coming to her in the end, you’ll see.”

    “I wonder if she was ever a Death Eater…” Harry muttered to himself.

    “Blimey Harry, you can’t just go saying that! What if she was around and heard you? She’d keep you in detention for the year!” Neville protested.

    “At this rate, she’ll do anything to make that a reality,” Harry sighed just as the trio made it their destination and walked in the door.

    The classroom was not filled with many people. There were the aforementioned Weasley twins, their friend Lee Jordan, Ernie MacMillan from Hufflepuff, Hannah Abbot who was from the same house, Dean Thomas, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, and the three non Gryffindor exchange students.

    The Weasley twins were the first to notice the new arrivals. “Look, Ickle Ron has taken a class with us!” Fred cried.

    George was taken back. “Holy hornytoads, they said it couldn’t be done!”

    “All four Weasleys under one classroom!” Lee Jordan joined in, clearly taking lessons from his best friends.

    “Ugh, would you all please keep it down a bit, my head is pounding,” the purple haired girl from Slytherin moaned. She did not look well at all.

    The teal haired girl laughed at her. “Hey everyone, look at Ayeka! She couldn’t handle her own after just one night! Ha!”

    The purple haired girl stood up. “That was not very nice Miss Ryoko! How dare you treat me so shamefully in front of our peers?!” she scoffed.

    Ryoko chuckled again. “Oh Princess I don’t know what’s more priceless: you waking up this morning or that Snape guy during our meeting. I doubt he’s ever had a hangover before. We got him good, eh?”

    This caused the room to go silent. All eyes were now on Ryoko. Harry was one of those people. He looked around at the small gathering. The Weasley Twins and Lee Jordan looked like they just found the reincarnation of the Messiah, the pink haired girl looked like she was going to kill someone, Luna looked around dreamily, and Ayeka looked like she was going to throw up. Everybody else was just speechless.

    “Did…did my ears just fail me brother or did I just hear what I thought I heard?” George asked his brother.

    Fred could not contain his joy. “A Slytherin pulling a fast on on old man Snape?”

    “What do you mean by hungover?” Ernie asked.

    The pink haired girl facepalmed. “Ryoko, you idiot! You brought liquor into a school?! That’s a new low for you dear!”

    “Aw cram it Ma…” Ryoko started when she was cut off by two new voices.

    “Oh Miss Washu, Ayeka, Ryoko! You are all here!” the voice of Tenchi Masaki called out. He entered the room followed by Sasami, who carried Ryo-Ohki with her.

    “Ayeka, I missed you so much! How is Slytherin?” Sasami asked cheerfully.

    Ayeka looked at her sister and groaned. Sasami shook her head in disapproval. “Really Ayeka? Drinking sake in a school?”

    Tenchi looked shocked. “Wha….how did you bring sake into school?! Are you out of your mind?!”

    “Out of her mind…” George began.

    “And into our hearts,” Fred finished.

    Ryoko ran over and gave Tenchi a big hug. “Oh Tenchi, I have missed you so much! We got so depressed last night. I wanted to come find you this morning but that dunghead Snape stopped us and forced us to pick classes! Can you believe it?”

    Tenchi just stared at her. “Why Ryoko, I never would have thought that you would have to take classes at a school. Besides that, don’t drink in front of minors again! Jeez, take some responsibility! You too Miss Ayeka!” Tenchi deadpanned then scolded.

    The two women hung their heads in shame. Luna Lovegood just started to laugh.

    “Today is a good day I think. It is as if a swarm of warkspurts entered the school and turned everything on its head. Do they have warkspurts where you come from Mr. Masaki?” the blonde haired girl asked.

    Before the young man could answer, the pink haired girl whose name Harry forgot cut right in. “Tenchi, meet Luna Lovegood. She is probably the most fascinating Ravenclaw I have met! This girl is great, I swear it!”

    Sasami moved over to hug her. “If Washu says you are great it must be true!”

    Luna returned the hug. “Thank you noble Sasami. Likewise to you all too. I hope your hangover goes away Miss Ayeka. I’ll see if I have anything in my trunk. Perhaps froagin essence will do. Its quite rare but I may have some.”

    If anyone knew what Luna was talking about, they did not share it.

    Harry looked around. “So if we are all that is coming, where is the professor?”

    Ryoko laughed. “Kid, I’d just kick back and relax. This is gonna be good, trust me. By now she’ll be running down the hallway and will only just get here on time.”

    “Now Ryoko, don’t say that. Mihoshi is going to be a great teacher! This will end up being one of our most memorable classes” Sasami protested.

    Washu sighed. “If there is one constant in the multiverse, it is that Mihoshi will always be memorable. In what way, I could not tell you.”

    Hannah Abbot, who had not spoken since the room started to fill, finally found the courage to speak. “You guys are all mental.”

    “I’d say charming,” Luna countered.

    “I’d say I have no idea what is going on,” Neville whispered to Ron, Dean, and Harry.

    Dean agreed. “Me neither, mate. I’m just happy that this isn’t going as bad as Defense Against the Dark Arts.”

    Washu snuck into the huddle. “I haven’t taken said class yet, but I assure you this will be a treat. How do you all do, my name is Washu!”

    The quartet of boys blinked in unison. “Er hello, I’m Neville, that’s Harry, Ron, and Dean.”

    Washu’s eyes lit up. “Ah so you are Harry Potter…and you must be Ginny’s other brother. I’ve been talking to her for some time. Her and Luna are good friends. Good kid. We must talk some time Harry about things!” she said in a way that made Harry very uncomfortable.

    At that moment a cry could be heard coming down the hallway. The class hushed and looked to see a figure running down the corridor and into the classroom. A blonde haired woman in black robes carrying what looked to be a giant bag fell to the floor.

    “I made it! I made it! Yay! I thought I wouldn’t get back in time but I made it!” she panted.

    Ginny moved over to her side. “Do you need help Professor?”

    The blonde haired woman looked at the young red head and started crying. “Oh you are so nice! Everyone in this school is so kind to me! Oh dear listen to me crying when I haven’t even introduced myself yet. Silly me!”

    She got up and looked around the room. The students made it to their seats and everyone waited for the professor to speak. The room fell quiet.

    “Well…uh…my name is Professor Mihoshi Kuramitsu, but you can just call me Mihoshi! I want to be all of your friends!” Mihoshi cried. She looked around and her eyes fell on her old housemates.

    “Oh wow, Washu, Tenchi, Sasami! Even Ryoko and Ayeka! You all made it into my class! I’m so excited! Look at all the students! There are so many of you and so few of me! I hope everything will go okay this year! I’m so nervous!” she stammered.

    Harry looked to Ron. This was already unlike any class he had ever taken before, and the class had not even actually started.

    Mihoshi took roll and gushed over every single person in her class. The Hogwarts students did not know what to make of her and the transfer students looked nervous, except Sasami who seemed thrilled.

    “Well now that I know you and know me, I think we should get started! Um, you all will get to know certain things about Ear…Muggles that I personally enjoy! So I’m going to hand out a book and we are going to read it together!” the teacher cheerfully said.

    She handed out several books to the class. Harry received his book and saw a cartoon drawing of a blonde haired girl who wore her hair in pigtails. However a problem soon popped up…

    “Professor, you do know we can’t read Japanese right?” Harry asked.

    Ryoko stifled even more laughter as Mihoshi stared at her books. “But…I…oh no! Washu, can you help me get English versions of Sailor Moon before the year is done?!” she pleaded to her student.

    Washu did not expect to get put on the spot. “Er…sure professor. I’ll see what I can do. Do you have ANYTHING else for us to do?”

    Mihoshi clapped her hands together. “Oh yes! I did remember that you guys are indeed English, so I got my favorite English fiction and brought it with us! We are going to take sometime to learn about my favorite English hero!”

    She quickly collected the other books and passed out a grey book. Harry looked at the hardcover of this new collection and was just floored by what he saw.

    Dean Thomas let out an excited cry. “Are you kidding me Miss Mihoshi? Are we seriously doing this?!”

    Mihoshi gave a nod. “Yup! You know who that is Dean?”

    “It’s only one of the greatest American superheroes ever. It’s flipping Batman! We are seriously taking a BATMAN course at Hogwarts!” Dean shouted enthusiastically.

    Ron rose his hand and looked to his friend. “Dean, why are you so bloody excited over some Muggle flip book?” he asked.

    Harry thought for a moment and gave his own answer. “Muggles like superheroes Ron. Since they don’t have the thrill of magic, they escape into these books and latch onto the characters. Batman is one of the more popular ones, probably because he doesn’t have any powers of his own.”

    Mihoshi nodded yet again. “Very good Harry! 20 points to Gryffindor! How do you both know about Batman?”

    Dean shrugged.” I’m a Muggle born, I was raised on the Caped Crusader. I’d get reprints of the American comics.”

    “My cousin flaunted his own toy and comic collection over me every chance he could get,” Harry responded.

    Mihoshi was confused. “Reprints? I thought Batman was English?”

    Harry shook his head. “Nope, he’s American. But we both SPEAK English, so it’s okay Professor Mihoshi.”

    Suddenly, the professor started to cry. “Oh thank goodness! I was afraid I messed up again! You guys are all so sweet! 50 points to each and every one of you!”

    A cheer rose out over the students. Harry thought that the professor was going to cry again.

    Harry saw Ayeka lean into Ryoko’s ear. He could barely make it out but he though she said “I can’t believe we are taking a class all about Mihoshi’s childish interests. I should have expected this.”

    “Hey, this just means we get to spend more time with Tenchi, and any time with Tenchi is worth it to me,” he heard Ryoko respond.

    Ayeka nodded. He returned to his desk and looked at what might actually be a book he would enjoy reading this year. He flipped though the book and saw that it was called “Batman: Year One.”

    Sasami rose her hand and stood up. “Professor, why did we start with this book? What about Batman can you tell us?”

    “Good question Sasami! Well…” Mihoshi began as she started a long explanation about how Batman fought crime and about some of his enemies. Though these were familiar to Harry, and clearly Dean, it looked like the rest of the class was lost.

    The lecture ended when a beep came from what Harry believed to be a watch. Suddenly, a voice came from behind the teacher.

    “Mihoshi, you have a priority alert!” the voice said. Harry searched for where it came from. It appeared to come from a small robotic head! Harry was shocked. From what Hermione told him, Muggle electronics could not work at Hogwarts.

    Ron rose his hand. “Oi Professor, what was that?”

    Mihoshi stopped dead in her tracks and started to sweat profusely. “Uh…what was what, Ron?”

    Dean noticed the robot and lit up again. “Wow, you enchanted a ROB the Robot! I love playing video games! Please tell me we are playing games in this class too!”

    Mihoshi thought for a second and then started nervously laughing. “Heh heh yes, Dean! I was hoping to…uh…make it a surprise! But Professor Dumbledore and I did figure out a way to play video games. Yup, that we did! But as the robot said I am late for…a meeting! Yes I am! Class dissmissed and I will see you all next week! Read your books for homework!” she said, waving as she ran out of the room.

    The classroom was silent for about the fourth time in the span of two hours. Finally it was Fred Weasley who broke it.

    “Whelp, that was officially the best class I have taken here in seven years.”

    “Indeed brother. Anyone up for Exploding Snap?” his twin responded.

    “Dumbledore found a way to make Muggle technology work but limited it to Muggle Studies? That doesn’t make sense!” Hermione cried when she was told about the Muggle Studies class.

    Harry shrugged. “It’s what she said Hermione.”

    Ron, who was reading his book, finally looked up. “Wow, this Muggle book is awesome! It has everything that Dad told me about Muggle crime! Crime lords, girls, fighting! Hermione, McGonagall switching me in this class might have been the single greatest thing that has happened to me at this school since meeting you!”

    Neville looked up from his own book. “Did you get to the part where he punched the cop through that wall?!”

    “Really? That’s fantastic! I just got to the dinner scene!” Ron replied excitedly.

    From down the table, Fred called to the lot. “Wait till the 4th book! It gets even better!”

    Hermione stood up, frustrated. “You boys enjoy your comics, I’m going to the library to do some research! Somebody has got to do something productive!”

    She stormed out of the Great Hall, passing by Ginny who was also enjoying her own copy of the book. Harry thought about following her, but decided against it so he could read his own book. Knowing that he had a rough week of detentions ahead, it was nice to escape into another world for even just the rest of lunch.

    Unbeknownst to Harry, Albus Dumbledore smiled.

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    The first chapter to focus mainly on the Tenchi characters. Finally! Tenchismile

    Chapter Four: No Need for Dormitories!

    Tenchi and Sasami made their way into Gryffindor dormitories led by Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, who were appointed prefects of the house. Dumbledore had managed to find extra space to fit beds for both Jurains and both discovered a new set of red and gold clothes for their “dress robes.” Tenchi sighed and sat down in a chair in the break room. This was all proving to be too much to handle for one day. Sasami cheerfully joined him on the couch, Ryo-Ohki in her arms.

    “Isn’t this so amazing Tenchi? We are at an actual school of witches and wizards! It’s like something out of a fairy tale!” Sasami cheered.

    Ryo-Ohki agreed. “Meow!”

    Seeing Sasami so happy put the young Crown Prince’s mind at ease. He always considered her the heart of the family so it was lucky he ended up in the same house as her. If he had ended up in the same house as any of the other girls, it would be a catastrophe.

    “It sure is something Sasami. I have to say, it’s a bit much to process, but if I can handle you girls what are a bunch of teenagers, right?” he laughed.

    Suddenly, two identical red haired teenagers walked up to the Japanese students. They reached out their hands to introduce themselves.

    “Good evening Mr. Masaki and Ms. Jurai, we think that it time to meet the two most infamous Gryffindor’s around,” said the first twin.

    “Well unless you count dear Harry Potter, oh twin of mine. Regardless, I’m sure our two new Gryffindors will hear of our exploits in no time at all,” the second countered.

    The first twin introduced himself as Fred Weasley and his twin as George Weasley. These were the third and fourth Weasley that Masaki duo had met.

    Sasami was mystified. “Wow so you are Ginny’s brothers? That must be nice to all be in one house! I got split up with my sister when she got put in Slytherin.”

    Fred turned to George. “Oh dear Fred, that’s right.”

    George turned to Fred. “My dear George what ever shall we do? Her sister has gone to the dark side she has.”

    Tenchi was thrown off. “Wait, the dark side? What do you mean?”

    “Oh is it like that Earth…err Muggle movie that Mihoshi watches with Father and Grandfather? The one with the laser swords like the Master Key and the two robot guardians?” Sasami asked, confused by Fred and George’s terminology.

    “Well let’s put it like this, there has never been a witch or wizard that has gone bad that wasn’t in Slytherin, right old boy?” George asked his twin.

    His twin nodded. “That is true, old chum. I’d worry about your sister, I would.”

    “Oh would you two just sod off! They don’t know you are joking!” came the voice of the Gryffindor prefect Hermione. “Sorry about them Sasami, you’ll get used to their humor eventually.”

    “You’ll be bosom buddies with us in no time!” one of the twins said, interrupting the brunette witch.

    “As I was saying, there are plenty of reasons why she would be in Slytherin. But I was hoping to catch you both before some kind of commotion breaks out. How are you both holding up here? As the prefect it is my duty to make sure all first years are well acclimated to the school, and I guess both of you can be seen as first years depending on your point of view,” Hermione pointed out.

    “Well thank you Hermione! I think we are doing okay so far. Your school is just so different than what we are used to,” Tenchi told the witch. Hermione eyed him curiously.

    “I was curious about that Tenchi. What are you all used to? I have never heard of Jurian Academy before today and I was surprised to hear of a new magical school. Are you related to the headmaster there Sasami?”

    Sasami shifted uncomfortably. She hadn’t expected to get called out on this so soon. However, Washu had written out a backstory just in case people started asking questions.

    “Well we have only opened four years ago so we are really low key right now! As for the headmaster, I’m distantly related to him but nothing like his sister or anything,” Sasami laughed, hoping that this would be enough.

    It was then that Hermione noticed Sasami’s small pet. “Is that native to Japan? I’ve never seen one of those before in any of the books in the library. What it is?”

    Fred looked at Ryo-Ohki. “Well it looks like a rabbit.”

    “No, no brother of mine, she looks like a weird cat,” George pointed out.

    Tenchi sighed. “Actually Ryo-Ohki here is kinda both. We’ve always just called her a cabbit.”

    Hermione raised an eyebrow. “Fascinating; are there any more documented cases of ‘cabbits’ in Japan?”

    Thankfully, the conversation was interrupted by a shout from the other side of the dormitory. The quintet of Gryffindors moved to where the action was. It appeared that Harry Potter was getting yelled at by another boy.

    “I almost didn’t come back this year because of you Potter! The Daily Prophet is saying lots of things about you and what you have been saying about You-Know-Who,” Seamus Finnigan was arguing.

    Tenchi was confused. “What is going on? Who is You-Know-Who?” he asked Hermione.

    “He is talking about the Dark Lord. I’m not sure if you have studied him at your school,” she replied.

    “Oh, you mean Voldemort! I heard from Professor Dumbledore that he was back!” Sasami mentioned. The room stopped and looked at her.

    “The Daily Prophet is saying that Harry and Dumbledore have gone daft! For somebody who has never even set foot in Britain, how do you know so much about You-Know-Who?!” Seamus vented.

    Ron stepped in at this point. “Hey mate, don’t yell at her. This is her first day. Calm down and walk away.”

    Harry stared his housemates in the face. “No, let him say his piece Ron. Let him call me a liar like everyone else in the wizarding world. I don’t care what you or your mother thinks about me, I know what is right and what happened to Cedric Diggory!”

    “Don’t say a thing about my mum Potter!” Seamus retorted.

    Tenchi stood in the middle of the two teens. “Hey guys, why don’t we calm down? It’s the first day back to school; we all know it can get tense right? Eh?” he tried to interject. Tenchi sighed on the inside, knowing he was out of his element, but he needed to get on Harry’s good side somehow.

    Seamus shot the two of them a look and walked away, grumbling something to a boy named Dean Thomas, who tried in his own way to calm him down.

    The common room slowly dispersed, leaving the Japanese visitors, the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione, and another boy alone. Harry looked to Sasami and extended a hand.

    “Thanks…for sticking up for me in there. And you…Tenchi was it? Thank you,” Harry said, winding down from the tense moment.

    Sasami cheerfully grabbed the wizard’s hand. “No problem silly! What are friends for?”

    Harry was taken aback by the abruptness of this declaration of friendship, and yet somehow felt soothed by it. Any lingering anger was quelled almost instantly.

    Harry smiled. “Friends.”

    Ginny raised an eyebrow at the scene. “Didn’t you two just meet?”

    Harry shrugged. “Yeah, madness I know. I dunno why but it feels sincere.”

    Hermione looked like she was going to say something but decided against it. Tenchi assumed that she would share her suspicions with her friends later on. ‘This girl was smart. Washu would have a field day probing her mind.’ The thought of that made Tenchi shudder.

    The other boy who was with them also extended his hand. “Blimey, I never introduced myself. Name’s Neville Longbottom! How do you blokes like Hogwarts so far? Any different from Jurai?”

    Tenchi laughed a nervous laugh. “Well…uh…you see…” he started before getting cut off by Sasami.

    “It’s great so far! But we really haven’t seen much of the castle. Jurai has more of a forest feel than here!” she cut in, appreciating her own little in joke.

    The Hogwarts students tried to imagine what exactly a forest feel meant. Oh brother, Tenchi thought to himself. I hope the other girls are doing better than this.

    “Are we really going to do this crap for a year?” Ryoko pouted to Ayeka once they were acclimated in the Slytherin dungeons.

    Ayeka looked just as dejected. “I am a princess; how am I supposed to stay in a DUNGEON of all places! For a year! Without Lord Tenchi! Instead I’m stuck with the monster woman in a school of teenagers!”

    The space pirate hit her in the arm. “Like it or not Princess, we are stuck in this together. I’d walk through the walls and find Tenchi myself if there weren’t so many people around. Ugh…there is only one thing we can do.”

    “And what exactly do you propose we do to make this an enjoyable experience, Miss Ryoko?” Ayeka curiously asked.

    “Wanna drink sake to get through this nonsense?” She produced a bottle of sake out of nowhere.

    The princess of Planet Jurai shifted around, hoping none of the Slytherins were looking. “Ryoko, you can’t just drink around children! They aren’t of age yet! Besides we are supposed to blend in! If Lord Tenchi…” she started.

    “Live a little Ayeka! What Tenchi doesn’t know won’t hurt him! Come on, you know you want to!”

    Ryoko gave the bottle to Ayeka. She stared at it. On one hand it was not becoming for a princess to behave in such a brutish manner in front of minors. On the other hand, her beloved Lord Tenchi seemed so far away. Sake would take the edge off….

    Within fifteen minutes the pair of women managed to kill off the entire bottle. By this point, various students gathered around to watch the sluggish women argue and bicker.

    Draco Malfoy pushed aside several of his housemates to see what the commotion was. “Move aside first years! Greengrass, what the devil is going on here?”

    Motioning toward the center of the crowd, the Slytherin girl could hardly express words. “See for yourself Draco.”

    Draco was floored by what he saw. The two foreigners that Draco was ready to write off were in the middle of fighting each other. Somehow the purple haired girl Accioed a plethora of what appeared to be floating logs. The teal haired one pulled out her wand and sparks began to surround her.

    “I will not allow you to insult me in such a way Ryoko!” the drunken Princess cried, clearly not realizing the crowd of people.

    Ryoko growled at her. “It’s the truth little miss prissy pants. You can’t hold your liquor at all! Aww, did I strike a nerve? Is the baby gonna run all the way back to Jurai to get comfort from mommy and daddy?” she mocked.

    Ayeka looked shocked. “How dare you, you vile creature! You are only comfortable saying that because you fit right at home here!”

    The girls locked eyes with each other. The Slytherins held their breath; this sort of excitement typically didn’t start until a week into the year.

    A first year tugged on Malfoy’s robe. “Shouldn’t you be stopping that Mr. Prefect?” he asked.

    Malfoy hit him away. “Are you stupid First Year? If anyone thinks of stopping this I will hex them all the way to St. Mungo’s myself!”

    Suddenly without warning, Ryoko made a move. She reached her arm out…and pulled out another bottle of sake. Ayeka made an excited sound and vanished her logs. Ryoko handed the princess a saucer and the pair started drinking together.

    The Slytherins could not make heads or tails of what they just saw. “Hey, foreigners! What the hell do you think you are doing? Aren’t you going to fight?” Blaise Zambini asked from the middle of the crowd.

    The two women just laughed. “Ah we just had some stress to take out on each other; what with Tenchi not being here,” Ryoko said after she took a swig.

    Ayeka, who was drinking from her saucer, started crying. “Oh Lord Tenchi, why aren’t you in Slytherin with us?! I’ll never forgive that Sorting Hat for interfering in a perfect chance to prove our destined love!”

    Sensing a commotion in the common room, Severus Snape managed to make his way through the crowd to the supposedly underage witches. His lips started to twitch when he saw two of his students drinking what was clearly not butterbeer.

    “You two, stay. The rest of you, get to your beds and stay there. Prefects, stay as well. Now…move,” the Potions Master ordered. The students fled the common room leaving only the two girls, Draco Malfoy, and a girl named Pansy Parkinson.

    “Miss Hakubi and Miss Jurai, might I ask what it is that you are doing?” the professor asked.

    Ryoko handed him a bottle. “Hey Professor…well I don’t actually know your name yet but have a drink! Straight from Jurai: Shinzo sake!”

    The Potions Master took the bottle and took a whiff. It was clear that this drink of unknown origin had some alcoholic properties in it.

    “Let me make one thing clear to both of you, if you were not of my house I would have you expelled. I do not know what the rules were from your old school but as long as you are in my house you will be expected to follow my rules. Mr. Malfoy, Miss Parkinson you will alert me if these two have any more trouble…blending in. Are we clear?” Snape asked the quartet.

    The two prefects nodded. Ryoko and Ayeka looked at each other. It seemed that the two realized that they had potentially crossed a line. Not wanting Tenchi to get mad at them, they agreed, despite handing over a bottle of the rarest and finest sake in the galaxy.

    Snape smiled. “Very good. Now I would like the two of you to come to my office first thing in the morning so we can discuss your schedules. Don’t force my hand again. I will be confiscating this drink and will alert Mr. Filch to be on the lookout for it. Good night,” he said.

    He turned around and went to leave the dungeon. Suddenly, he glanced back at his newest students. “Oh, welcome to Slytherin.”

    As soon as Snape left, Malfoy turned to the girls. “Say, do you have any more of that stuff? Father has yet to let me into his good stock; consider me interested. If you help me out, as a prefect I can help you out. What do you say Hakubi?”

    Ryoko thought about it. Suddenly she produced another bottle of regular sake from subspace and gave it to the boy. “Here, have a party. I’m heading to bed. Come along now Princess; let’s find our room.”

    As the two left the excited prefects to their new drink, Ayeka nudged Ryoko. “Say Ryoko, why would you give up one of your sakes to those kids? You know that isn’t a good idea,” she slurred.

    Ryoko laughed. “It’s called a bribe! Better to get them on our side than piss em off later. Besides, it wasn’t any of our good stock. I have a feeling we are gonna need until this mess is over. Ugh let’s hit the sack, I feel a hangover coming on,” she yawned.

    Ayeka nodded, thinking to herself how good it would be to see Ryoko with a hangover in the morning. Of course, she drunkenly forgot that Ryoko never gets hangovers so her happy thoughts were in vain.

    “So let me get this straight Luna, the creature is known to have an exploding horn and looks something like this?” Washu asked the blonde haired girl whom she befriended earlier. She pulled out a sketch pad and drew an animal.

    After looking at the drawing for a minute, Luna dreamily nodded. “Yes, you seem to have gotten the likeness of the Crumple-Horned Snorkack rather nicely. Do you draw often?”

    Washu gave a quick nod, trying her best to hide her utter surprise at this girl. She had been talking to her all night and considered her the most important person in Hogwarts at the present moment.

    ‘It seems impossible, but each of these descriptions matches a beast not native to this planet. The Snorkack she describes is identical to a Ryuten Wood Shaver! How can this be?’ the pink haired mad scientist pondered.

    “I like to draw when I can. I have a lot of free time, you know? Not many Ravenclaws believe what I have to say, but I know they will come around to it eventually. I blame warckspurts,” Luna continued.

    As she was talking, two other Ravenclaws walked by and stared at the conversation these two were having.

    “Warckspurts? Again Loony?” the first boy taunted.

    The second boy patted Washu on the back. “Looney Lovegood here likes to make up stories. You’ll get used to them in time. Welcome to Ravenclaw by the way. Names Kevin Entwhistle, he’s Michael Corner.”

    Washu gave them a sharp look. “Charmed you two; now if you would excuse me LUNA and I are having a lovely conversation about things you wouldn’t understand.”

    Michael Corner looked offended. “You believe this rubbish? What nonsense could you both be possible be talking about?”

    “Ah you seem to forget. The time has come, young Ravenclaw, to speak of many things!” Washu smiled.

    Luna joined in. “Like shoes and ships and sealing wax?”

    Washu was caught off guard at her understanding the human reference that she had slipped in. “Of cabbages and kings, my dear.”

    The two Ravenclaw boys backed away slowly, muttering things under their breath about the pair. Washu mentally put those two on her list of people who would have to have get some good old fashioned revenge.

    Luna looked pleased. “Thank you for that. Don’t worry about them, they are harmless. They just don’t understand like you and me. I especially loved the Walrus and the Carpenter reference. It fit quite nicely, don’t you think?”

    The world’s scientific genius was curious. “So how did you know that? I was under the assumption most witches don’t read non magical litterature.”

    The blonde haired girl nodded. “Very true, but I’m not like most witches. I’m just Luna Lovegood. Well I think that excitement got me all worn out. I think I’ll head to bed now. Toodles! Dum da dum, of cabbages and kings!” she hummed to herself as she walked along.

    Washu could not believe just how interesting this girl was. She did not seem to have a care in the world and seemed more in tune with reality than any other person she had encountered on this planet. If only she could get her to come back to her lab…

    ‘The lab! Crap, I have work to do!’ she thought to herself.

    She walked passed her fellow Ravenclaws and found a special closet reserved for her. If the other Ravenclaws found it odd that she would be sleeping in a closet, they did not mention it. However Washu went straight to work. It was imperative to link up this room to her subspace laboratory as soon as possible.

    Not that it was an issue for the universe’s greatest scientific genius mind you.

    Mihoshi was sad.

    There was simply no other way to describe it. She was directed to her office by Professor Dumbledore himself, and was left to decorate it in any way that she pleased. She pulled out her control cube and started twisting it. After a few mishaps, mainly involving her wardrobe, she finally found what she was looking for.

    The Galaxy Police detective set up all her books in a nice pile, hoping it wouldn’t collapse. Mihoshi hummed to herself as she put up various posters of her favorite heroes and fictional characters.

    As she was working with her control cube, she somehow or another managed to produce a metallic object into the room. It was round and it appeared to have eyes.

    “Mihoshi, what are you doing? How did you separate my main body from the ship?” the robot object asked.

    Mihoshi squueled with delight. “Oh Yukinojo, it’s you! I’m so happy that you are here! Now you can watch me be a teacher!”

    Yukinojo was startled. “A teacher Mihoshi?! You are a detective in the Galaxy Police, how can you be both a teacher and an officer?!”

    The blonde haired teacher laughed. “Silly, don’t worry! I only teach one class. If an emergency happens, I’ll just have Washu make a tunnel to the ship and we can blast off!”

    “But what if there are students watching! We can’t have an intergalactic uproar on our hands!” he worried.

    However, Mihoshi just playfully continued setting up the room.

    Suddenly, she ran out of the room. Yukinojo was confused, but as the being who has worked with Mihoshi the longest, he was accustomed to such behavior.

    “Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go!” Mihoshi cried to herself, looking for a bathroom. She ran down the hallway, not having any idea of how to navigate the castle.

    She ran by various ghosts and talking paintings. She was both very scared and confused by them all so she just ran even faster, going through the ghost of a man who had his head nearly knocked off somehow.

    “My word, it is as if she has never encountered a ghost before!” Nearly Headless Nick mused to himself.

    Finally, Mihoshi found a door that seemed to be the answer of her prayers. She opened it and was met with a pink room full of kitten memorabilia. All at once the cats started yelling. From behind another door, a woman stirred with her wand at the ready!

    “Who dares barge into my office in this house of the night without even knocking?!” Dolores Umbridge cried. Suddenly, she was enveloped in a hug.

    “Oh it’s you kind teacher! You told everyone at the speech this morning that you would be everyone’s friend! I’m so happy!” Mihoshi exclaimed.

    Umbridge managed to pry Mihoshi off of her and could not believe how another person managed to enter her office. She would have to make sure that Filch secured the wards of the castle better and would be writing to Cornelius at once.

    ‘Oh wait,’ she thought to herself. ‘These people are here at Cornelius’ request! I can’t go behind his back like this. This means I will have to…bide my time…’

    “Oh Professor…er…K, right? I am happy to see you so…pleased at this time of night, but may I ask why you are in my office?” she asked with the fakest smile she had ever produced.

    Mihoshi started jumping around looking at the kitten collection she possessed. “Oh these are so pretty! I love them so much! They remind me of Ryo-Ohki! I miss her too and it has only been a few hours! Oh how am I going to…oh I have to go! That’s right, I was hoping this would be the bathroom! Where can I go?!” she pleaded.

    Dolores’ eyebrow twitched. If this was not all for the purpose of showing the world that the Ministry was doing a good job at keeping the peace, she would have this idiot fired right here.

    “Hem hem! Down the hall, turn right. And please dear, next time knock. Now please leave, I have my beauty rest to attend to!” Umbridge bluntly said, using her want to open the door.

    Mihoshi ran out and slammed the door, causing several of the plates and saucers adorning the classroom to fall and smash. Dolores could barely control her fury.

    Professor Snape tested the drink that he confiscated from the two Japanese girls. He would be speaking to the Headmaster in the morning to inquire as to how they managed to sneak this into the school without detection.

    No tests yielded any negative results other than what he already knew: this was some kind of muggle drink. Again, a rather peculiar thing to have in a wizarding school, but he chalked it up to Japanese culture.

    Curious about it and confident that he had enough antidotes around him save him in case this turned out to be a rare poison, he took a sip.

    An hour later the bottle was gone and Professor Snape was drunkenly crying over a silver doe that he produced to keep him company for the night.

    Truly Hogwarts would never be the same.

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    I always felt that Gohgei should have come back after the initial space opera story line. It was always great to see Yume and Minagi every few volumes.

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    Chapter Three: No Need for Teachers

    “Thank you Professor Umbridge for that telling speech! We at Hogwarts are sure to come and value everything that you bring to our school,” Albus Dumbledore announced in the Great Hall of Hogwarts on the first day of school. He was addressing the school’s newest teacher, a toad faced woman who wore a pink dress.

    “Weren’t you paying attention to what she said?” a student named Hermione Granger whispered to her friends Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter at the Gryffindor table. “It means that the Ministry is interfering at Hogwarts.”

    Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat. “Now I have a thrilling announcement to conclude before we all tuck in! As you well know, Hogwarts is not the only magical school in the world. We are in for a rare treat. The headmaster of the newly founded Jurain Academy in Japan, Professor Katsuhito, has contacted Cornelius Fudge, our Prime Minister, to allow several of his students to experience life in our very peaceful England. For one term we will experience a fresh change of culture from the Land of the Rising Sun. And do not fear, their English is spot on! Mr. Filch, please fetch all of our new guests.”

    At once the elderly caretaker led in five new students and one blonde young woman. The students of Hogwarts started buzzing about. While in the previous year they had guests for the Tri-Wizard tournament, they had never had transfer students before.

    “All right listen up, remember to keep the fake wands on you at all times. It should distort time and space enough to fool at least the students,” Washu muttered to the group as they walked up.

    “Lord Tenchi don’t I just look so wonderful in my school uniform? Doesn’t it just accentuate my beauty?” Ayeka asked a clearly uneasy Tenchi.

    “It isn’t that hard to accentuate what isn’t there princess,” Ryoko laughed. If looks could kill, Ayeka would have massacred Ryoko on the spot.

    Dumbledore motioned for the Great Hall to be silent. “Now before I read aloud the names of these brave students so they can experience a proper sorting, I would like to introduce our newest professor. This lovely lady is Professor Mihoshi Kuramitsu. She will be filling in as our Muggle Studies teacher while Professor Charity Burbage is on a retreat of her own. We all look forward to seeing what Miss Kuramitsu can bring to our happy school!”

    The school erupted in applause for the now blushing teacher. She walked up to take her place at the table next to Professor Dolores Umbridge. Mihoshi went to shake her colleagues hand and Umbridge could not hide the contempt in her face if she wanted to.

    “Now for our new students, I tell you this. You will be sorted into one of four houses here at Hogwarts School. You may end up in Gryffindor, where the brave dwell. You may be a loyal Hufflepuff. You may be a knowledgeable Ravenclaw, or even an ambitious Slytherin. Treat your house like your family. Now, let us bring out the Sorting Hat one more time. Professor McGonagall, if you do the honors,” the headmaster motioned toward the elderly witch.

    “When I call your name, please sit down and when the Sorting Hat chooses your house, please sit at your appropriate table. Jurai, Ayeka!” she called out.

    The purple haired princess gracefully waltzed to where she was directed. The hat was placed on her head and suddenly a voice spoke out in her ear.

    “Ah the noble Princess of Planet Jurai. Do not fear my dear, the Sorting Hat may know all but it never reveals its secrets. Now where to place you. Ah I see you ambitions to be with the young Crown Prince and to defeat your rival Ryoko. I must put you in SLYTHERIN!” he called out.

    A sea of green wearing individuals started clapping, as was Professor Snape. Ayeka daintily chose a seat beside a younger blonde haired boy.

    “Jurai, Sasami!”

    The young princess skipped up to the stool and bowed at the professor, which was returned with a smile.

    “Ah the sister! And it seems like you are embedded with the soul of Tsunami as well! Now I can’t place you with your sister since I do not see you as the ambitious type. No I think you are better suited in GRYFFINDOR!” he bellowed.

    This time the sea of red clapped. Sasami shot off a disappointed look at Ayeka and found a seat next to a young red headed girl in her year.

    “Hakubi, Ryoko!”

    It took everything in Ryoko’s power not to teleport up there, so she strutted up the walk like she owned the place. The hat was not on her head long when it announced that she was also a Slytherin. Ayeka and Ryoko looked at one another.

    “So it appears we are living together Demon,” Ayeka said briskly.

    “Indeed we are Princess. As long as Tenchi gets into Slytherin I’ll be happy,” Ryoko sighed.

    Ayeka chuckled. “Well of course he’ll be in Slytherin! He and I are truly compatible!”

    “Hakubi, Washu!”

    The young looking spiky haired genius sat down on the bench.

    “Well the mother of the demon, and the oldest person that I have ever had the chance to sort!”

    “Well I’d kinda like those memories not looked into or repeated, not even to Dumbledore. There is a lot in there I don’t even want to know about. But I must know how do you work? What kind of charm was used on you?” Washu thought eagerly.

    “A magical one. You can read all about it with your fellow classmates in RAVENCLAW!”

    Washu went to join her class. Washu couldn’t help but notice Mihoshi cheering with pom-poms when she was sorted. The toad faced woman next to her looked like she was going to rip off her head.

    “Masaki, Tenchi!”

    The lone male of the group walked up to the hat. The professor put it on top of his head and again the voice spoke.

    “My, my. There are a lot of choices for you. Your loyalty is to be commended and your bravery is just as high. Yet you appear to lack the ambition of your housemates and the thirst for knowledge of Ms. Hakubi.”

    Tenchi thought for a moment. “Could you please put me in the same house as Harry Potter? It is probably the best way for me to get to know him so we can save everybody when the time is right.”

    The hat seemed to make a mental bow. “All you needed do was ask. Mr. Masaki, I will place you in GRYFFINDOR!”

    The sea of red resumed their applause. Meanwhile Ryoko and Ayeka booed and ran up to Professor McGonagall.

    “Hey, we want to be where Lord Tenchi is! There must have been a mistake on the hat’s part!” Ayeka cried.

    “I’m sorry girls; those are the rules of our country. You will still have plenty of time to see your friend during your down time. Now run back and make friends with your housemates,” Minerva told the pair.

    As they walked back, Ryoko muttered “Old hag,” and received a nasty look from Professor McGonagall.

    At the Gryffindor table, Hermione Granger was interrogating Tenchi about his life in Japan while Ron Weasley and Dean Thomas asked about Quidditch. During all of this, Tenchi made it a point to introduce himself to Harry. Sasami also made friends with the young Ginny Weasley and Colin Creevey, both of whom would be in her year. Washu was talking up a storm with a young blonde haired girl who had radish earrings, learning all kinds of new things that Professor Dumbledore never told her. Finally, Mihoshi was laughing with Professor Filius Flitwick as Professor Umbridge looked like she wanted nothing to do with her.

    Dumbledore smiled to himself, this may prove to have been a great idea after all.

    drillmaster
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    Chapter Two: No Need for Meetings

    It had been four years since the death of Kagato. In that time life had gotten progressively more interesting for both the Masaki household and for the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry Potter had rejoined the wizarding world and, as Dumbledore expected, Voldemort made his first move in eleven years to try to regain power. Thankfully Harry persevered thanks to the power of his mother’s love. Meanwhile, Tenchi and his menagerie had their own set of adventures spanning from dealing with a swordsman named Yakage and stopping a royal tree named Bizen from destroying the galaxy with a power known as the Black Hawk Wings. Throughout all of this, Washu and Dumbledore managed to communicate semi regularly, discussing their respected worlds. Both managed to understand each other quite well.

    However, Dumbledore was not in any place to talk to his colleague from the stars. Thought the school year ended but a week ago, he had been hard at work. The previous year had seen the death of one of his students and with it the rise of Lord Voldemort. Now that he had returned, Dumbledore had to reorganize the Order of the Phoenix to challenge the rising ranks of the Death Eaters. Dumbledore had further issues dealing with the Minister of Magic, who staunchly denied the Dark Lord’s return. This had made Dumbledore’s life very hectic.

    Between going to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry, Dumbledore found it hard to spend any time at the school he so loved. Today was different. Albus managed to return to Hogwart’s hallowed halls and checked in on one of his teachers who lived on the castle grounds. Sybil Trewlany was the resident Divination teacher and someone of great significance to the headmaster. Though Dumbledore had no love for the subject matter, Trewlany was the woman responsible for predicting both the initial fall of Voldemort and his rise. As such, he could not afford for anyone to get to her.

    “Sybil, how are you doing today? I trust you are holding up well. I come bringing you a fresh bottle of Madame Rosemerta’s finest sherry,” the headmaster said cheerfully.

    Trewlany took the sherry and thanked her superior. “I am fine Headmaster. I must admit the orbs have been predicting a lot of grim things lately. I fear for us all.”

    She offered some to Albus, who politely declined. “That is why I am here Sybil. I was curious if you had any actual information about what has been going on out there.” This was partially a lie. Dumbledore always tried to make her feel welcome but he did not hold such faith in her abilities.

    “I see nothing except death and danger! I cannot be certain for whom my predictions are meant for but I do not pity them!” she said with such theatricality.

    With that Dumbledore got up to leave, wishing Professor Trewlany the best. However, as he was leaving, Dumbledore turned around to see a sight he had only seen once before. Professor Trewlany had spaced out, dropping the sherry, and Dumbledore rushed over to her. He knew that she was about to deliver a true prophecy.

    “From within the void of space the Dark Lord will discover a secret ally. He will help him regain his true form and with it learn the secrets of the stars. However the darkness can be stopped by the light of the chosen wings. If space and earth can merge in secret, it can stop this sinister plot by using the hidden powers of both sides. If they should fail, the darkness shall spread and all hope will be lost,” she bellowed.

    Dumbledore knew at once that the time had come to call up Washu on her offer. He ran out of the room, leaving a very confused Divination professor wondering where the headmaster went and why her new sherry was on the floor. He decided to let two members of his staff know where he was going. When he got to his office he summoned the two teachers he trusted the most.

    In no time at all, an older woman and a younger man entered the office. The man possessed slimy black hair and a rather pronounced hook nose. The older woman showed her age but yet managed to keep herself spry. These were Professors Severus Snape and Professor Minerva McGonagall, the Potions Master and Transfiguration teacher respectively.

    “You wished to see us Headmaster?” Snape asked the professor.

    “Indeed Severus, I believe our situation is dire. I must let both of you know that I will be out of the country for a period of time. I must ask you Severus to see if you can find out any of Voldemort’s plans regarding any potential allies. We both know he is after the prophecy that is in the Department of Mysteries. However, I think that Voldemort might be attempting to tamper with powers that he knows not,” Dumbledore regarded the man.

    He then turned to Professor McGonagall. “Minerva, you must divert any and all efforts the Order has to find me. Prepare them for the arrival of Harry. I fear that he will try to do something rash given that we have cut all contact with him for the past week. What I ask of both of you is of the upmost seriousness.”

    Professor Snape looked at the professor. “Headmaster, far be it from me to question your leadership but what has gotten you so worried? The Dark Lord may be stirring but you seem like there is something you are withholding from us.”

    “Severus, I am sure Albus has his reasons for not sharing everything with us for the given moment. We will know in time. Am I wrong Professor Dumbledore?” Minerva McGonagall interjected.

    “Indeed Minerva, I ask that both of you give me time to sort out this predicament. With luck we might get some help from an outside source,” the headmaster said cryptically. With that he led Fawkes out of the room and left his two most trusted teachers alone to contemplate this unexpected turn of events.

    Dumbledore and Fawkes returned to the land of the Rising Sun in no time at all. The land seemed much more peaceful than the last time they set foot in the unnatural snow all those years ago. The pair walked toward the Masaki shrine and within no time discovered a woman who had teal hair. Albus Dumbledore knew exactly who it was, despite it being so long.

    “Good afternoon Ms. Ryoko! It has been a long time,” Albus said with a bow. However, Albus was taken back. This woman looked exactly like Ryoko but had yellow stripes under her eyes. Could Ryoko have gotten injured in battle?

    “Oh hello there! I’m sorry but you have me confused with somebody else! My name is Minagi, space pirate extroidinare! I’m here visiting my friends, who I guess you know since you know about Ryoko! What’s your name and the name of your friend?” the woman named Minagi asked innocently.

    Dumbledore smiled and assumed that this was another of Washu’s children. “Forgive my ignorance. My name is Albus Dumbledore. This is my phoenix Fawkes. I was hoping to see Lord Yosho and Professor Washu if they are home.”

    Minagi nodded and led the pair into the Masaki house. He was greeted by what appeared to be a singing contest of some kind. Albus remembered that this was a Muggle hobby called karaoke. Perhaps this was something that he could bring to Hogwarts to bring some light into what was bound to be a dark year.

    After Mihoshi finished singing her song, the house guests applauded.

    “Aww you guys, thanks for such big applause!” she said while blushing.

    Ryoko threw her sake bottle at her. “You nitwit, we were applauding that your grating singing was over! I mean it was better than Ayeka’s shrill voice but still!” she laughed.

    Washu nudged her daughter. “You do know that Mihoshi scored higher than both of you right?”

    Sensing another awe inspiring fight was about to happen, Albus decided to make himself and Minagi known. “Ah it is good to see you all in such high spirits. Hello again my friends,” he said courteously.

    The group was surprised to see the wizard after all this time. Albus was quickly reintroduced to everybody in the group as well as the group to Fawkes. Sasami went to prepare more tea for Albus as the old man sat down.

    “So what brings you back here Mr. Dumbledore sir?” Mihoshi asked. Dumbledore looked to each and every member of the group and then bowed his head in sadness.

    “I wish it were for a happy occasion Ms. Mihoshi, but I am afraid our situation is dire. Lord Voldemort has returned. He finally managed to produce a full body after his mishap with the Stone four years ago. We in the Wizarding World are now at war. I fear for our world so,” the old man whispered.

    Tenchi, who was sitting closest to Albus placed an arm on his shoulder to try to comfort him. “That is terrible Professor! How did he do it? What can we do to help?”

    “Tut tut Tenchi, Albus here knows that we can’t interfere with any wizarding situations that don’t already involve us in some capacity. So cut to the chase old boy, what’s really going on here?” Washu cut in. Albus produced a liquid like substance and put it into a portable bowl that he pulled out of his coat.

    “This is called a Pensive my friends. A witch or wizard has the abilities to view their own memories in here. What I have here is a memory from only a few hours ago. My Divination teacher made a prophecy concerning both of our worlds and I feel it is in your best interest to hear it,” he explained.

    Dumbledore poured the liquid into the Pensive and let the group listen to the contents of the prophecy. When they finished, he let them take in everything all at once.

    “So…what did we just do?” Mihoshi asked.

    Ayeka sighed. “Oh Miss Mihoshi, don’t you understand. What the exalted professor of magic is telling us is that Kagato has the chance to come back to life and plague the galaxy in darkness unless Tenchi uses the Light Hawk Wings!”

    “Not necessarily Princess. Didn’t this old guy say that the guy who killed Voldie in the first place possessed some kind of hidden power too? I’m guessing that the two powers together can kill em,” Ryoko interjected. Dumbledore nodded.

    “Now you see my grave situation. I am at a loss for what to do. I am aware that Voldemort has several additional plans being attempted at the moment but I am unsure when and how Kagato will become a factor. So this is why I have come to you,” Dumbledore explained at last.

    Katsuhito, who had been listening on the sides, thought for a moment. “Why doesn’t Tenchi and the girls go to your school for the year? This way they can be near the action, learn a bit about the wizarding world, and can offer their own assistance in the matter.”

    Suddenly several voices yelled out at once.

    “Wait Grandpa we can’t go to wizarding school! We can’t do magic!”

    “Hey old man don’t you dare tell us what to do!”

    “How can we even blend in to such a place?”

    “I didn’t know wizards go to school! Does that mean I’ll be a witch?”

    Dumbledore waited for the commotion to die down. He regarded Katsuhito and spoke freely. “I think your idea has merit, but it would be complicated. The ministry will most assuredly be interfering at Hogwarts and the minister doesn’t exactly see eye to eye with me anymore. However, this could work if we passed you off as exchange students from Japan. If Fudge were to think that this would be a good idea to show the outside world that nothing of danger was occurring, he would allow this merely to spite me, which would work in our favor. You would all need to be sorted into houses, but this would be a good way to get a good understanding of any leads we might find.”

    Washu thought about it while the girls argued about not potentially living with Tenchi. “It is a long shot. But, how can most of us pass as students? I can see myself and Sasami, but Tenchi and the rest would have issues blending in.”

    Dumbledore smiled. “Well, I think the only people of the group that would have trouble fitting in would be Mihoshi and Yosho. The rest of you can pass as Seventh Years. It could add to the story of international studies.”

    Katsuhito coughed. “Well I can help you with one issue there. This was never my fight to begin with. I am tired and have my duties to the shrine. However, looking through Washu’s notes I do have an idea as how to bring Mihoshi to the school.”

    Dumbledore listened to his plan and nodded. “Yes, that could work. I could ask Professor Burbage to take a paid year off. It might be for the best anyway, given the circumstances.”

    By now the ladies, and poor Tenchi, finished their hysterics. Sasami looked to the older gentlemen. “So Grandfather, what was your plan? What can we do to help Professor Dumbledore?”

    Washu gave an uncertain look to the group. “Do you really think she could pull something like this off? She isn’t exactly the most graceful butterfly in the world…”

    Albus smiled. “My dear, we could use some of that charm at Hogwarts this year. What better way to fight fear and control than with raw chaos!”

    Washu shrugged. “Well here’s how it is gonna be: we are going undercover to Hogwarts this year! Lord Tenchi, Ayeka, Sasami, Ryoko, and myself will all be posing as students. Minagi, keep us updated on anything you might find while flying around with Hinase. On the off chance something of note is going on you can let us know. It might be best to contact Misaki and Funaho on Jurai and let them in the loop.”

    Mihoshi looked around. “But what about me Miss Washu? What would you like me to do?”

    “Oh we have a special job just for you Mihoshi…so don’t mess it up!” Washu said cryptically.

    drillmaster
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    Here I thought this was going to be just a random show trying to appeal to the Tenchi brand name. Nope, we got the entire main cast back! (I can’t speak for Katsuhito or Nobuyuki, but we KNOW Ryo-Ohki will show up.) The bios seem to be based off of the OAV 1 so that is always good. The one thing I can’t get behind is the overly sexualized designs of the characters. It seems like half of the new cast are in their panties. Thats…a bit unsettling for high schoolers.

    Color me interested.

    • August 30, 2014 at 2:56 AM
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    drillmaster
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    Aww, you guys are all great. Who knows, if I have time and the topic is something I know about, I’d love to join in. I’ve literally been on a Tenchi kick recently. I rewatched all the original OAVs (there is a high def version on Youtube, its so much better than my old DVDs), marathoned Tenchi Universe for the first time since Toonami, and even reread the manga after putting it on my Kindle. Plus I’ve just started writing my first ever legitimate fan fiction to hone up my writing skills…what a spontaneous time to be a fan.
    • August 29, 2014 at 4:15 PM
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    drillmaster
    Member
    Thank you both for the warm welcome! I know I will find a good home here!
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