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Ah, my lovely Lord,
The noble and beautiful flower of evil,
You are the most beautiful, number one in this world.
ーMirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the most…
ーFor thee, guided by the Mirror of Darkness,
Follow thy heart and take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror.
Flames that turn even stars into ashes,
Ice that imprison even time,
Great tree that swallow even the sky,
Don’t be afraid of the power of darkness,
Come now, show your power.
Mine, theirs, and yours,
There’s only a little time left for us.
Do not let go of that hand, at all costs.
....
Then…why did you force me out?
“Pardon me,” Yuu asked, looking up at the older woman before him in confusion. “I’m a wizard?”
‘Yes,” she nodded, her glasses glinting in the light as his mother and father began fanning themselves in shock. “You are a wizard and have been accepted into England’s finest Magical School. Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am deputy headmistress Minerva Mcgonagall. I'm also the head of the House of Gryffindor. One of the four houses in our school.”
“And I’ll need to go to the wizarding shops to purchase my items,” he began. “And I’ll need someone to go with me?”
“That shall be me on any day that you choose,” she nodded, smiling down at the boy who looked at the letter in confusion.
So he did have magic after all…
“Would today be okay,” he asked, looking up at the woman who jolted in shock. “I think my mother and father need some time to come to terms with this on their own.”
“If…if you could Yuu,” his father begged, his mother breathing harshly as she looked between her son and the letter. “Take my wallet and get the money you need…for your items. Please, give us time,” he begged the woman who nodded.
“You are the last student I have to contact. I am free to take you to Diagon Alley,” she nodded. “If you are sure then I suggest you get some more comfortable clothes on.”
“Right,” he nodded, rushing up the stairs to his room where he threw on some jeans and a pair of sneakers. He reached for his jewelry box, pulling out the stack of cash he had steadily been gaining the last few months since he got back and grabbed his Magic Pen as well.
A spark he associated with him rubbing socked feet on the carpet ran through him and he moved to grab the wallet his dad said he could take and took out an extra few hundred pounds to exchange for money. He ran back into his room and grabbed an armband which he quickly wrapped around his upper arm as he trotted down the stairs to the woman who awaited bu the fireplace.
“Are you ready,” she hesitantly asked, eyes flicking to the kitchen where his mother and father were no doubt speaking about their ‘strange son’.
“Yes, to Diagon Alley, correct?”
“Yes,” she nodded. “Now hold onto my clothes tightly. We will be traveling by Apparition.”
“Understood,” he nodded, grabbing onto her emerald robes tightly just as the world turned black.
Yuu sighed as he looked at the list of things he needed to buy.
He had gotten his trunk, the woman being preoccupied with another family that was seemingly lost. He had upgraded his trunk for assurance and what he would need.
One compartment was for his clothes and shoes, another for his school supplies and stationary, one was dedicated to his books with a special gate welded with a mgacial lock for what he planned next, a fourth compartment was for his special little ingredients he had at home and a fifth was for…his special items.
It cost a lot of money but damned if he wasn’t going to take advantage of this opportunity.
All he needed were his books and his wand…
Maybe he should try his magic pen at home when things were calmer.
And he could ditch the wand at least. Knowing himself, which he knew quite well, he’s either sit on it and break it or just break it.
Shaking his head he moved to the bookstore which seemingly just finished it’s rush and went to the counter, requesting the first year package that the assaintant went to go get with a heavy sigh.
“I have a question about some other books you might have,” he began, looking behind him to see the woman browsing a different section. “Books on Fae, Mers, Beastmen, Mirrors and Night Magic.”
“...what does a kid like you need with books like that,” the cashier asked, looking over his glasses to the child who grinned.
“I am curious and I want to be careful. Not to mention that I will be bored without tech and reading is the best thing I can do,” he shrugged. “But I am more concerned with the book on Magical Mirrors and magical items or ores.”
“I don’t know what a book on Mer’s will do. They are nothing but bloodthirsty cretins and I have no idea what you mean by beastmen.”
“Then the books on Mirrors, Fae and Night Magic? Oh and magical ores?”
“I can do all of them except the fae. No such book exists. Because fae are secretive and they don’t come out much.”
“Fine,” Yuu pouted. “I’ll take the other three. Your most recent and oldest ones please. I want a comparison.”
“That’s going to be a lot of Galleons…”
‘I have plenty to go about,” he held up his bag that was bursting at the seams.
“I’ll get them for you. Need any stationary for Hogwarts?”
“Ahaha! Wanting to make more, I like it. But unfortunately the lady at the trunk store offered me half off a year of stationary, but I am in need of a lockable journal and invisible ink,” he smiled. “Since I will pay a premium for those extra books I was thinking…35% off the journal and ink?”
“Say what,” the cashier smiled. “I’ll match the woman and bump it up to half off AND I'll give you two journals for the price of one.”
“Wonderful doing business with you,” Yuu smiled as his books were brought up to the front. “I also have my trunk so no need for feather lighting the books!”
“You sure are one prepared kid. I wish 7th years could have as much preparedness as you,” he sighed, taking the money offered before pulling out two black journals. “The gems on these will lock on your magical signature and keep unwanted people out. They have an interwoven confundus or confusion charm on it should someone manage to get in. Just do a little charm to make sure the ink will vanish if your magical signature isn’t recognized within 30 seconds-”
“I think 5 seconds should be enough,” Yuu smiled. “30 seconds can do a lot of damage…and I am going in for my first year. How do you expect me to do such a complicated charm?”
He was curious, but the look the man gave him told Yuu everything.
“I know you're hiding something and honestly? I am curious as to what you're going to do,” he shrugged, the boy opening up his compartments to put the books in. He could tell the shopkeep raised a brow at the small cage he had in his personal library and the lock on it. “This is going to be interesting.”
“Yuu Fujimaru.” He turned to the man who smirked back at him.
“Jason Weber, see you during winter break I suppose?”
“Hmm,” he smiled, closing and shrinking his trunk before turning to leave.
Jason smirked as he watched the young prodigy in the making go.
Things were going to get interesting…especially since Harry Potter was going to Hogwarts this year as well.
What an interesting year indeed.
Yuu on the other hand made his way over to Minerva who was conversing with the same family, the boy saying that she could help them while he went and got his wand. He explained that he saw a few shops he wanted to look at before they left and that he would meet her outside of Madam Malkins so that she could take him home in about 3 hours around 7.
She conceded after he begged her to allow him a bit more time to make sure he had what he wanted. She knew that the students were mostly dependent on the Diagon Alley trip the first 2 years until they could go to Hogsmeade during 3rd year. With the promise to meet at 7 outside Madam Malkins, Yuu made his way to the wand maker.
He entered the old store, smiling at its dilapidated state that reminded him of a certain dorm that he was desperate to get back too. The inside was the same, stacked high and low with small thin boxes containing wands.
“Hello there,” a voice called out to him as he turned around calmly to the man who raised a brow at him. “I dare say I usually give a fright to more than a few people your age.”
‘When you have tricksters as friends, you learn not to give them what they want,” he smiled as he recalled a certain pink haired bat.
“I see,” he nodded, pulling his measuring tape off his neck and sending it his way. “Your wand hand?”
‘Right,” he put it out as it began to measure it every which way before it wrapped around his leg.
“I say…you already have some sort of wand,” he hummed, coming closer as Yuu backed up.
``What do you mean,” he snapped, he was getting defensive as he scrambled for his Pen in defense. “What do you want?”
“Might…I see it?”
With a deep breath Yuu pulled out his pen, magic thrumming through it as it seemed to want to explode with his…HIS magic now as he handed it over to the man.
“Curious…very curious,” he murmured, hands running over the smalle item as he turned it every which way. “Much more in line with a Muggle’s Fountain Pen…this gem is radiating magic…”
“Will I be able to use this at Hogwarts,’ Yuu asked.
“I’m afraid not. I have not seen anything like this in my many years of wand making. And…I do not think you want to draw attention to yourself.”
“Tch…then get me a wand then,” he sighed, taking his pen back from the man who shuffled away to grab a box on the shelf. He brought it over, presenting the young boy with a slightly orange wand with little maple designs scattered about.
“Beech wood, 14 ½ inches a bit swishy and a core of Phoenix Feather,” he hummed, the boy taking it in his hand. In that moment the lights flickered before one exploded and the wand was snatched out of his hand. “No, no…” the man murmured as he went further back into the shop and procured another wand. “Cypress wood with a unicorn hair core, 10 ¾ and suprisingly swishy flexibility,” he explained, Yuu raising a brow at the last part before taking it only to have the tip catch on fire.
“Another no then,” he commented, handing it back to Ollivander who blew the tip out before moving to get another wand.
A rattling caught both of their attention as a box on the wall suddenly burst open and the wand came zooming out, Yuu ducked to the side as it sailed past him and slammed into the wall holding a few gems on it’s shelves. The wand and gems shattered before they began to meld together with one another, forming a new wand before it dropped to the ground with a clank.
“Umm…”
Ollivander grabbed the wand, looking at it with a curious eye before turning to had it to Yuu.
“Ash wood infused with emerald with a unicorn hair core, 14 ½" and unyielding flexibility,” he explained, Yuu grabbing the wand before gasping as a surge of power went through him. His pen crackled with power as it forced the wand out of Yuu’s hand and he collapsed onto the ground.
“My boy,” Ollivander gasped, rushing over to him he kneeled on the ground, pulling him up to a sitting position as his pen fell from his grasp and clattered on the floor. “My boy are you alright?!”
“Uh…Uh-huh,” he gasped, eyes snapping open before he shakily placed a hand on his head. “What happened?”
“I believe that your wand and pen may have clashed with their forms of magic. It seems that while you might be able to use both, the conduits do not agree with sharing,” he explained, helping the boy stand up and grabbing his wand. The boy grabbed the pen and stuffed it in his pocket.
Ollivander handed the wand to him again and Yuu gripped it tightly, sighing as he managed to subdue the force of magic that wanted to lash out again.
“Here,” Yuu handed him some money before heading out. “I would appreciate it if you managed to keep this a secret. I don’t want things getting out.”
“Oh it’s alright,” Ollivander sighed. “I never speak of people and their wands unless it’s children about their own parents.”
“Hmm. Thanks again. I might come around winter break about wand making and…materials,” he hummed, the man nodding as he left the store, heading to where he really wanted to go.
Apothecary.
He entered the darkened store, no one in sight as he began to shop it’s wares.
Preserved animal parts, animal feet…some dried roots, dried flowers…seed for planting your own…they might be a good investment.
He continued down the aisle, uncaring of the curious gaze he attracted as he tried to find the ore and dirt section. He came across some blessed silver that he picked up as well, smiling as he caught sight of some dirt from ages ago and snatched that up to.
‘Tell me,” he called to the shopkeeper who was behind the curtain watching. “Is this the type of dirt that is rich in minerals and won’t turn to clay,” he turned around to see an older woman come out, eyes narrowed as she looked at the wares he’d collected thus far.
Plant seeds; strictly magical, blessed silver and gold, enchanted pendants and many more unrefined items that cost a fortune.
“No, I have some in the back…but what does a first year like you need with items such as these,” she demanded, her old eyes narrowed as the boy gently put the item back on the shelf and moved to grab a block of bronze.
“I have a special project that I have been aiming towards. Most of the time I have spent attempting to look at how it’s created, now that I think I have the fundamentals down I will begin to add magical elements to it,” he smiled. “Making what I want is a difficult process and I don’t want to risk a magical explosion but now that I am able to go off to a school where they will eb too preoccupied with various students of varying ages with various problems, Well it’s sure to be easy right!”
“....”
“I’ll be here for a bit so you can decide if I’m worth giving that mineral rich dirt,” he smiled, heading deeper into the store as the hustle and bustle outside began to reach it’s peak.
“How interesting,” she murmured. “Now that’s ambition.”
Maybe she would indulge him…especially if he was going to be this interesting.
SEPTEMBER 1ST, 1991
“Yuu Fujimaru.”
Yuu stepped up to the woman who took out to the alley, her smile ignored as he sat upon the rickety stool and allowed the hat to be placed upon his head.
‘AH! What a truly special boy you are…Hmm, kicking me out of your head? I see, I see you have a lot you wish to keep secret and you have piles of ambition within you….’
‘Get out.’
‘Now, now. I need to sort you into your house. I can see you’ve already had some magical education…now that’s strange for a Muggleborn like you. Ho? The knowledge you possess astounds even me.’
‘What's there to know. I am Severe as Her Majesty. Determined as the King of Beasts. Gracious as the Sea Witch. Deliberate as the Sorcerer of the Sands. Beautiful and Unrelenting as the Beautiful Queen. Diligent as the Lord of the Underworld. Powerful and Elegant as the Witch of Thorns. And I am free as the Winds.’
‘What strange things to describe yourself as…as well as those people.’
“Enough of this. Choose or get out of my head. Whatever you choose is not going to hinder my goals. Not in the slightest.”
‘Your certainly brave. But you have intelligence to get yourself out of any problem without having to resort to combat. You have loyalty in droves and hold your friends dear…but your ambition is surely the most blinding to me. Your time here won’t be easy if I put you in the house that fits you the most-’
‘I told you nothing is going to hinder my goal. Not at all.’
‘Alright then. I hope you don’t regret this.’
“SLYTHERIN!”
He opened his eyes, staring at the table that was glowering at him while giving the appropriate amount of claps and moved over to them with deliberate steps. His hand in his pocket as he messed with a deck of playing cards he had brought with him to play solitaire on the train.
About time to use those cards tricks a certain first year and hunter taught him.
Locking eyes with someone with a pin on his cloak he flicked the card out, the small thing nicking his cheek before getting stuck in the stone behind him. He grabbed his cheek in shock; he looked to where the card was stuck, a thin drop of blood falling off of it before Yuu grabbed it and put it back in his pocket with a warning glare.
He would not be bullied by anyone.
Not a single person in this school.
And he just demonstrated what he’s capable of.
Yuu sighed as he closed his blinds on his bed, ignoring the whispers of his fellow dormmates. He was not interested in anything else that the dorm had to offer after all the jeers from the students and even the damned portraits leading to the dungeon of a dorm.
“Can’t believe this place,” he grumbled. “What a rickety castle.”
His mind kept flashing back to a semi-modern building that was able to support technology and even had a library with computers and an automated sorting system.
He was glad that he was out of the house though, his damned parents had become unbearable now that he was actually showing magic. His mother was damned near hysterics whenever she saw his wand and his father simply began to ignore him more than before. Not like he was complaining, I mean ever since he returned they had gone right back to their neglectful ways but he was at least thankful that they still left food out.
He wasn’t too hurt by the fact they didn’t pay attention to him, it made his research easier and the fact they gave him an allowance of 1000 pounds a month to make sure he kept himself occupied made it easy too. Thank goodness they don’t check his shopping history or ask for receipts.
He was not looking forward to that conversation at all.
Even if they did demand to know what he was doing he would simply push it off as some wizarding thing, he was not looking forward to his parents interference at all.
He had to make it….He just had too.
But enough of these dark thoughts.
“Time for bed,” he murmured, placing his pen under his pillow before falling face first onto the bed. The door closed as he himself closed his eyes and was transported to a wonderful dream.
NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE, COUNTDOWN-7 DAYS
“Oi! Prefect! Prefect,” Yuu looked up to see Ace calling for him, his face breaking out into a smile as he closed his books before turning to the fellow first year.
‘Heya Ace,” he giggled as the other began huffing about him not slowing down. “Whatcha need?”
“Hhaaa? Don’t tell me Riddle didn’t tell you about today,” Ace gasped, looking shocked for a moment before his face dawned with realization and he laughed. “Wait never mind! Of course not,” he shook his head. “Come on! You need to change right now!”
“Hu…Huh what,” Yuu yelped as Ace grabbed his upper arm and dragged him to the mirror chamber. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing now! Besides, I was going to go visit Grim in the infirmary!”
“He’ll be fine,” Ace’s voice turned softer as he attempted to soothe the boy about his nearly killed animal companion. “But Riddle wanted to do something for you since the whole Grim Overblot and as a thank you for his own Overblot. Sure the Unbirthday party was something but he wanted something dedicated to you as thanks.”
“I keep telling them you don’t need to! Just show up for my birthday party in Ramshackle in a week okay,” he sighed, entering the Heartslabyul mirror without any more fight. Maybe he will convince Riddle to have a Unbirthday party instead.
POP POP POP
He jolted as pops went off around him and confetti rained down on him and Ace.
“Happy 11th birthday Yuu!”
A large mass of Heartslabyul students smiled as they held the now empty poppers, dressed in their Dorm Uniforms adored with bright smiles on their faces.
“We know your actual Birthday isn’t for another week but Dorm Leader Rosehearts demanded we show you a proper Heartslabyul party in thanks for you helping us…pretty much all year,” A third year smiled. “So before we head to the Rose Garden we need to get you dressed in your Dorm Uniform! As an honorary member of our dorm since the incident you need to be dressed the part!”
“H…huh,” Yuu’s brain had short circuited by that point as two Second Years grabbed his arms and dragged him into the dorm where Trey and Cater waited with bright smiles and a Dorm Uniform.
‘Heya prefect! Say Cheese,” Cater laughed as he snapped a photo of his blank look before he managed to snap out of it.
“I really don’t need this,” he protested, yelping as Deuce napped his jacket right off of him and handed him the vest of his dorm.
“Good thing you're wearing a regular tee, no need to take that off,” he hummed, smiling as Yuu reluctantly put on the vest and jacket before moving to the bathroom off to the side to put the pants on.
“Oi! Where’s the rose,” Cater asked, looking around in the accessories that went with the usual uniform.
“I have it right here,” a first year student called out, handing it to Cater who turned to a recently returned Yuu.
“Look at him,” he giggled, moving to pin the rose on his left side as Trey came up with the usual sash and Ace returned with some shoes. “We have a special sash for you,” he winked as Trey handed it to Yuu who raised a brow.
“RH…Ramshackle and Heartslabyul,” he giggled as Trey gave a helpless shrug. “And I am assuming that I need to take off my dress shoes as well,” he eyed the sneakers that Ace had.
“Gotta wear the whole uniform,” Ace grinned as the others began voicing their agreements with him. “Come on! Then we can get to the rose garden and pick out the Croquet flamingos and hedgehogs!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Yuu sighed, lacing up the sneakers before following the Heartslabyul students out into the fully decked out rose garden where a large HAPPY 11th BIRTHDAY YUU banner was displayed over the usual set of tables.
“Welcome,” Riddle’s voice broke through the tense air as Yuu came forward. “While it is usual to allow the birthday boy to open presents after the game and feast have been consumed. You are missing an integral piece of our dorm,” he smiled as Yuu raised a brow; he held out a small box that Yuu hesitantly took before opening.
His mouth dropped and he looked up to Riddle who urged him to take it out with a good natured grin.
‘I am the Dorm Leader of Heartslabyul and you have been our Honorary member since the very beginning of the school year,” he nodded as if he was agreeing with the point he made. “It was my oversight to never give you one.”
Yuu pulled out his very own Heartslabyul armband, a teary smile finding its way onto his face as he turned to Riddle.
‘Can you put it on for me Dorm Leader Rosehearts,” he asked, the other jolting in shock before his face morphed into a soft smile and he nodded. With deft fingers the other tied the armband onto Yuu before stepping back and looking over his uniform before giving an appreciative hum, motioning for the boy to follow as they made their way to the croquet fields.
“As the birthday boy you have first pick and we shall play in groups of six in order to have time for the birthday feast and present opening,” he nodded, Yuu smiling as he moved to grab a green flamingo and hedgehog that cooed at him happily while the other bristled.
“I want to play against you, Clover and Diamond senpai’s! Along with Deuce and Ace,” he nodded while Cater and Trey high fived in the back as the other students did the ‘of course’ sort of gesture, grabbing their own equipment and moving to their own fields.
“Right then,” Riddle grinned, their group grabbed their own items and met at the center. “Now! Let the birthday croquet game commence!”
An hour later
Yuu laughed as Riddle’s hedgehog once more missed the mark, squeaking happily as it looked at him in pride, Riddle giving a defeated sigh as he placed his Flamingo down.
“I told you,” Yuu whispered to the small thing as he moved closer. “I don’t need you to do this,” he shook his head. “I’m okay if I lose! I’m not particularly good, even if Diamond Senpai and Trey Senpai are trying to distract me as you move outside of the hit I gave,” he gave a dry look to the duo who shrugged in response, not even the slightest bit ashamed at being found out.
“Looks like Yuu wins with an overwhelming score,” Cater cried out, grinning from ear to ear as Yuu sat on the ground, allowing all the hedgehogs to come to attempt to sit in his lap. He laid down, giggling as they eagerly began to crawl all over him and gave a peace sign as Cater snapped a photo.
“How cute,” Trey gave a chuckle as Yuu’s hedgehog for the game hissed at others attempting to snuggle on the middle of his chest.
“They're all so cute,” he sighed, scoping some up to snuggle with closer as they all began to squeak happily. The flamingos began to crowd around the birthday boy, plopping down to receive pets as well as the others returned from their games.
‘Ahaha! Enjoy yourself Yuu,” some of them asked, leaning down to hover over Yuu in his pet heaven.
“Mmmphhhh,” he nodded, giggling as the hedgehogs squeaked for more attention. “When is the birthday feast going to start?”
“Once you get up,” he shrugged, offering a hand to the other who accepted it readily. He gently pushed all the animals off of him, allowing the older student to pull him up. “Up you go, to the main table in Rosehearts seat.”
“Eh…but…but!”
“Ahaha! No buts,” he laughed, pushing him to the table where Riddle was placed on the right of his usual ornate chair, Trey on his left as his other friends sat on either side of them. “Come, come! Your throne awaits!”
“You don’t need to do this,” he whined, allowing Trey to pull out the chair for him as he sat down. “Isn’t the party enough!”
‘For you our dearest prefect? Most certainly not,” Cater smiled, snapping another photo as Yuu resigned himself to his fate.
“I get it. I get it, I give,” he raised his hands in defeat as Trey went to grab the cake.
“Now I hope this is the best cake you’ve had,” he smiled, placing a rather large strawberry shortcake before him, sparkling with candles and sparklers that had him looking in awe.
“Now,” Riddle clapped, catching their attention. “In 1…2…3…-Happy-”
“Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you Yuu! Happy Birthday to you!” They all sang, Yuu blushing brightly as a 3rd year came out with a camera; some of the students surrounded his table with poppers at the ready and something small was plopped on his head, Riddle smiled at him as he straightened the crown out.
“Riddle Senpai-”
“Shush, now blow out the candles and smile brightly,” he murmured, the boy nodding sheepishly before blowing the flames out and catching a Hedgehog that came zooming at him, laughing as they screamed out a
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUU FUJIMARU!!!”
His face hurt from how big he was smiling, staring right at the camera with a hedgehog in his hands, dressed in Heartslabyuls dorm uniform with Riddle’s crown upon his head and his own armband to boot. Confettis and streamers fell around him and his friends as the flash blinded him for a moment, but the memory was preserved forever.
“Oi! Who let the Flamingo’s in,” Ace yelped as he noticed them right behind Yuu’s group.
“Ah man! Photobomed,” Cater laughed, Yuu doing so as well as the Flamingos began to mill about happily.
“Thank you everyone,” Yuu sniffled out, smiling so much it hurt as he gazed at his friends. “Thank you for today!”
“But of course!” They all yelled out as Trey handed him the first slice.
“Now! For cake,” he called out.
“YAY!!!”
Surrounded by his friends from Heartslabyul at his very own Birthday party, dressed in their uniform and armband, streamers went off around him and sweets piled around him and his five closest friends from the house. On his head was Riddle’s crown along with a hedgehog and bonus Flamingo photobomb.
That was the moment forever immortalized by a very specific camera.
Yuu’s eyes snapped open as he grabbed the hand that went to touch him, wrenching the person closer and glowering at them.
“What,” he snapped, eyes locked in with the blonde boys who sputtered about and demanded to be let go.
“You weren’t at the dorm meeting mudblood! Our head of house wants everyone down there, just because you're a muggle in the house of pureblood-”
“How about you stuff it or you’ll learn how much it hurts to get sliced by playing cards,” Yuu warned. '`Now, I assume it was the basics that can be learned in the Dorm Rules handbook I found in the common room and checked out with the ledger in the same place?’
“You saw that,” another boy asked, a brow raised as Yuu pushed the other back.
“I’m observant…I had a hunting buddy,” he shrugged, running a hand through his bedraggled hair. “Let’s make a deal,” he began, turning to the group of boys who stared at him in hatred and confusion.
‘What,” blonde boy demanded. “What makes you think that we’ll-”
“Common room is a free game, say and do what you want but I will retaliate,” Yuu began. “Dorm room is a neutral zone, along with the bathrooms and shower. Take my clothes for all I care but leave a towel for decency, don’t mess with my trunk or clothes and I won’t do anything to yours. Outside you will leave me be and I will stay out of the way doing what I can to earn house points and ensure that Slytherin keeps its reputation despite my blood,” he glared at the boy who went to say something.
“Deal,” the second boy nodded as the darker skinned one did the same. “Not worth it to make a pissing contest with someone who said they won’t mess with our stuff so long as we don’t do it with his. You laid out some good points…Name’s Nott. Theodore Nott.”
“Yuu Fujimaru.”
“He’s Blaise Zanbini, and that’s Draco Malfoy,” he pointed to the respective boy. “I take it that touching bath and care products is also out of the question?”
“Make me bald or rot my teeth and I will either shave yours or punch them out,” he shrugged. “I’m not picky on how I do it,” he grinned as they all gave stiff nods. “Good. Now, I will be heading back to sleep and tomorrow I will be out and about the castle so you have the dorm for yourselves while I go around.”
“Deal,” Theodore stated again. “You make good deals.”
“I knew a guy,” was his answer as Blasie and Theodore nodded. “And don’t try and look for a loophole in any contract we may do later. He was well versed in contracts,” he smirked as the other three returned it in full.
“We’ll see about that,” Draco scoffed, moving to head into the dorm bathroom they shared.
“Hmm.”
Let’s see how this year turns out, shall we?