Chapitre 11: Kuoh Academy
After being corrected that Sitri was actually Shitori, Harry and Sirius were told that they would have to wait a little over two hours to speak with her because it was the middle of the class day after lunch.
Tired from the plane ride and feeling a little peckish, the duo decided to Confundus their way to a meal. They already did it to catch a ride on several busses to get to Kuoh academy in the first place after they hid their luggage and had the devil house elves guard I'm
By that logic, it wouldn't hurt anyone if they confounded a restaurant owner, but Harry was insistent that it would be immoral to steal from a small business owner.
Before he became a devil, he would have refused to steal from anyone, but stealing from corporations became okay in the devil eyes of Harry Potter.
So they went to a famous chain restaurant where Sirius left, huffing about how the golden arches should have hamburgers. This one was just a fake.
Harry had grown up on scraps and stolen leftovers while the dogfather was surprisingly picky for a mutt.
When the King arrived at the front of the line to order alone, he remembered an important fact.
Winky packed snacks.
Interrupting his Pawns' coitus, they had a happy picnic while Padfoot went back on his word, confounding an owner of a ramen stand.
He claimed he would pay them back later.
Just like he claimed to raise Harry before he ran off after a tratourous rat, cackling like a madman.
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"Potter-san? How can I help you?"
"Magic is so incredible, I think we take it for granted sometimes. Like now, I may be thinking of saying Miss Sona and the honorific will automatically come from my tongue or if I cutely said your name out loud, a 'chan' would automatically be added."
Sona Shitori (Sitri)'s eyebrow twiched. She reminded Harry of a younger, much more attractive McGonagall or even a Daphne Greengrass.
He looked around the room to her peerage and sensed multiple souls, Sacred Gears, but couldn't specify them or how many. He was pretty new at this.
However, he could clearly tell which ones had been reincarnated. They felt like living death. Sona, the pureblood devil, however, he wouldn't have been able to tell that she was a devil without already knowing her name.
Sirius let out a noise that was a combination of an adult giggle and a bark.
The peerage in front of him simultaneously tensed like serpents, ready to strike and defend their King.
Yep, definitely like Greengrass. Harry always regretted not getting under her skin, melting the ice from the queen. In addition to that, Devil Harry couldn't help the fact that he had been channeling Sirius' personality lately.
"Please excuse the mutt-"
"Hey!"
"-I usually don't take him to social events, but we just got off a plane and I didn't want to leave him alone, tied to a post."
The matching grins gave their mirth away. Harry never claimed to have a poker face.
"Potter-san."
At least he got a sigh out of her. Harry couldn't help but pout a little.
"I guess, this is Padfoot, my Knight. I'm Harry Potter of the house of Beleth, I'll ignore the question of whether my surname preceded my first and ask: Did you get any word from Cadaer?"
At least that got a smirk out of her.
"Yes, I received word from your father, who you refer to by his first name as well as having a different surname that preceded your first." Sona pulled out a chest set that arranged itself by magic and pushed a pawn two spaces forward.
Multiple games within games. Harry took his former thoughts back, this was far worse than Greengrass and he didn't have the patience to talk to her for long.
Harry let dropped his composure into a slouch, "Yea, it's complicated and all. My friend was the chestmaster, I can't play a decent game to save my life. Wizards had ones that played themselves, but they focused on odd things in general with their magic."
"And you claim not to be the buzzkill," Sirius poked up.
"Says the man who wanted to be probed by airport security."
Sona hadn't replied, so Harry aquiesqed and moved his knight. It's her rules, so he couldn't complain. Much.
He would have prayed that the other girls here would be less... boring. But that would have given him a headache. Damn capital G and his favoritism.
"Yes. You've been a popular topic in the underworld lately. Secret heir with the power over death as well as Phoenix flames," Sona stated as she moved another piece.
"Eh, the flames are a bit overrated," Harry snapped his fingers and turned his hand into Phoenix flames. "Minor regeneration and power, but it's not like I can do it to my entire body like the real thing."
Sona hummed in return while continuing their game.
"And this is why I ran away from my family," Sirius nodded like it wasn't because of the forced incest, mental handicaps, and mild torture.
"I am just wondering if you are new and don't know the customs or are just casual in general."
"Err, both? Hidden away and all. I didn't exactly know, not like I brought much with us, but I guess I could have asked Dobby to-"
Pop!
Punching through the minor wards, Dobby appeared on the side opposite of Sirius, wearing a purple bathrobe, green sparkly pants, a black glove on his left hand, and a do-rag on his head. "Great and Powerful Master Harry Potter Sir!"
"Bring over... some... local brew..." Harry trailed off, bringing his hand to his face in exasperation.
"Dobby will ask Winky then!" and he left with a 'pop!'
Sona's face was as still as stone, but the rest of her peerage had their jaws dropped in surprise.
"I was joking about Sirius here, but whatever happens next Miss Sitri, please forgive me," Harry said ominously.
Sirius grinned and waited for it.
Pop! Pop!
"Stupid bird brain! Winky brought this for present from Young Master Harry! Winky gave you yours for today, dumb yakitori!"
Fawkes started singing, flying around, pecking Winky in the head while Dobby was throwing blasts at the immortal bird, cracking the walls.
Finally, Sona showed an expression on her face. Her eyes blinked non stop and she kept opening her mouth to say something, but decided to keep quiet.
Her peerage, on the other hand, all stood up during the commotion. Some of them were yelling about headaches and others pulled back to the wall behind them. One of them even pulled out a sword to hit Fawkes!
Sirius couldn't stop laughing as he held onto his aching head.
"Dobby."
Power radiated from Harry's body and his voice was as cold as when he killed Voldemort. The house elf froze and the bird picked up the bottle, placing it on the table in front of Sona.
Harry pulled whipped his wand out, performed a Reparo on the minor damage, put it back, and moved his bishop to take one of Sona's rooks. He already knew he lost the game, but he figured it was better to finish it so she could grasp whatever part of his personality she wanted to learn from the minor game.
The Beleth King let out a sigh and put his serious face on, "It's been a long week for all of us. This is Dobby and Winky, two of my Pawns. I could never learn if their race was created like homonculi or if they naturally evolved, despite their need for a symbiotic slave bond, but both of them are good people. If... a little excitable."
Harry watched Sona recollect herself and continued as Dobby and Winky stood back at attention as if playing soldier. "We came in and have none of the local currency and could really use some help directing us to the local gnomes where the magicians here meet up. Britain is really... isolated from the rest of the world."
He wiped the frown off his face and gave Sona a cheeky grin, "Also, I was planning to enrol here as a 3rd year when Kuoh turns co-ed. The Lord Beleth suggested I loosen up a bit."
"With the company you keep, I'd be surprised if that were possible," she gave him a small smile in return. "I'm sure Ravel will have plenty of fun with a husband that's so... loose."
"Huh?"
"You didn't tell me he picked out a bird yet, pup!"
Harry took note to never take Sirius out again. Ever.
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