Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The World of Elves ❯ The Sorting ( Chapter 2 )

The Sorting

 

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“…” - talking

`…' - thoughts

< …> - Arabic

/…/ - Japanese

//…// - Chinese

\...\ - elf

\\…\\ - Egyptian

 

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After the Malfoy incident everything else went okay. They talked about Hogwarts and its houses the whole time. When the train stopped, everyone got off and went their separate ways. Kris and Trowa went off with Hagrid and the first years while the others went off in carriages.

 

“Wonder how they know what house to put us in?” one boy asked. Just then a lady, who looked like she would not tolerate any misbehavior, walked up to the group of first years.

 

“I am Professor McGonagall.” She looked at the group. She noticed that the transfer student was missing. “Now where is the transfer student?” She asked the group.

 

“They are right behind you.” A second kid pointed behind McGonagall.

 

`They? We were only expecting one.' McGonagall turned around and there half in the shadows stood two boys standing right behind her. “…”

 

“The name's Yuy Kris. You were expecting only me, but at the last minute our headmaster decided to send my friend here also.” The boy with blue hair said.

 

McGonagall looked at the other boy. Even though she only saw half of him, she could tell that he looked almost identical to Harry. “And who are you?” She asked once she got over her shock.

 

“Trowa Barton.”

 

“Fine, come this way.” She led the first years and two transfer students into the great hall. “When I call your name, come and set on the stool so the hat can sort you.”

 

Kris didn't pay attention to the first years. He was busy looking at his surroundings. After the first years were sorted, the head master stood up.

 

“As you have all noticed, we have two more students to be sorted. This year we have started a student exchange program with different magic schools. Our two new students are form Japan…or is it China. Korea?” Dumbledor kept listing different countries. “What about Russia?”

 

“Egypt.” Trowa said.

 

“Oh yes that's it. Our new students are from the Magic Academy in Egypt. It seems that the headmaster there sent us two students when we were expecting only one. Anyway let's get them sorted.”

 

With that McGonagall called their names. “Barton, Trowa.” Trowa sat on the stool with the sorting hat on his head.

 

`Hum, an elf. Been a while sense I sorted an elf. Now let's see which house to put you in. Hum…I would have to put you in GRYFFINDOR.' Trowa took the hat off and walked over to the Gryffindor table. He sat down next to Ron.

 

“Yuy, Kris.” McGonagall called.

 

After Kris put the sorting hot on, it immediately shouted out, “SLYTHERIN.” So Kris went and sat at the Slytherin table.

 

“Now that that's settled, let the feast begin. So tuck in.” Dumbledor spoke again. Then the food appeared and everyone started eating.

 

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After the feast, Trowa and Kris made their way to Dumbledor's office. As they made their way towards the headmaster's office, they meet no one. Thankfully they had no trouble getting to the gargoyle, yet they forgot one small fact. They did not know the password to get passed the stone statue.

 

Kris looked at Trowa. “Any ideas, little brother?” Kris thought of the other boys as his family, after all none of them really had any family anymore, well except Quatra.

 

<You can always read the headmaster's mind.> Kris smiled at Trowa's suggestion. He rarely read people's minds without their permission, unless there was a great need for him to, and Trowa knew this.

 

“Alright.” He was quiet for a moment. Suddenly a big grin appeared on his face. “Chocolate Frogs Rock.” The gargoyle jumped out of the way. The two elves made their way up the moving stairs. Before they reached the top of the stairs, Kris went back to his unemotional state.

 

When they barged into Dumbledor's office, they found that not only was the headmaster there, but also Harry Potter and a man, that both elves realized was a werewolf. The banging of the door hitting the wall when it opened forced the room's occupants to look at the two emotionless elves. Both the elves noticed the werewolf's eyes widen slightly when the said werewolf looked at Trowa.

 

“Sorry for interrupting, but we thought it best to talk to Mr. Dumbledor about our headmaster's decision. We can come back another time if we have come at a bad time.”

 

“No, it is okay. Actually I was about to call for you.” The elves could tell that Dumbledor was up to something. Hopefully that what ever it was he had in mind; it did not affect them to much. Dumbledor turned back to Harry. “As I was telling you my dear boy, that extra security will be added this year.” Harry nodded, wondering what this had to do with the two new transfer students.

 

“Albus, you have not told anybody about the security plans that you were installing. All the staff and the Order,” The werewolf cast a look towards the two elves before continuing on. “People are starting to wonder what you are up to.”

 

“Yes, well, as I was saying before, the new security is in the form of a bodyguard or was.”

 

“What do you mean was?” Harry spoke up.

 

“Well it seems that instead of having one person as your bodyguard, my dear boy, you will be having two.”

 

“Them?” The werewolf asked pointing to the two elves.

 

“Yes, and it seems that if we need to, one of them can pose as Harry. Though I would like to know why there are two of you here Kris.” Dumbledor looked sternly at Kris.

 

“Yes, about that. You see it was also last minute for me two. Trowa here was originally in Brazil but he asked to be reassigned without his partner knowing so I had no choice but to let him come along.”

 

“Dumbledor, how do we know that they are trust worth? They could be working for the enemy for all we know.” The werewolf looked furious. He did not trust these two “bodyguards” one bit.

 

“Now Remus, that's enough. You can trust them. After all we are talking about the General of the Preventers, Kris Yuy, looking after Harry.” Dumbledor said in a mater-of-fact way.

 

Remus looked startled and poor Harry just looked confused. “You mean that the head of the preventers, the cold heartless killer is going to look after Harry?” Remus sounded a little scared.

 

“Hey, I'm not cold and heartless.” Kris fumed. Trowa started to laugh, Kris looked put out as he watched Trowa laugh. “And what is so funny? I'm not cold and heartless; I just don't like to show emotion around people that I don't consider part of my family or friends.” Trowa just continued to laugh, while Kris looked like he was about to cry, though he was not. “Trowa.” Kris whined. Remus looked on wide-eyed.

 

After a couple more minutes of Trowa laughing, he finally stopped. Everyone just looked at him. “Kris is not allowed to kill. He has a spell on him to stop him from killing.”