Capítulo 32: Chapter 32
Harry jumped up, stood in a ridiculously straight manner(it was after all the closest he could bring himself to a Gai/Lee pose) and pointed at the somewhat sweaty Tetsuya and said, "Your related to the Japanese national Seeker! You must know all the cool moves!" and then he slumped abruptly, as if he was a balloon that had popped. And then as if by design, every single pair of eyeballs in the room, and there were more than a few, all swung onto the somewhat miffed infiltrator. Harry took the time to grin savagely.
Not that anybody noticed. Every single pair of eyes were now riveted on the Japanese boy, who was sweating profusely, feeling a good deal naked, a bit scared and definitely cornered. In fact the distraction was so complete that not a single soul noticed when Harry potter disappeared into the barest traces of smoke. Not that it mattered to Tetsuya, who at the moment was trying (and failing) to make up answers to questions he really didn't know the answer to, or any idea about. What the hell was a wonky feint, or a sloth roll something? And how in kami's name would he know what kind of broom polish the Japanese national team used? And why was he still standing here?
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A sleeping Harry was suddenly woken up by the fact that the clone who was acting as himself(why did that sound weird the more he thought of it?) was now not in existence any more. He sighed and winced, realizing that he would now be himself for the rest of the trip. He decided to simply fall asleep, consequences be damned. He was a growing boy dammit! Though he did add a couple more clones to keep him safe. He also mentally thanked the gods that his shadow clones lasted even when he slept. Though the fact that they woke him when dispelled was a welcome addition, at least until the sound of a mouse tiptoeing would wake him up.
When he next woke up, he noticed that a girl was shaking him awake. He wondered, annoyed, why his clones had not reacted. As if on cue, a clone who was perched on the seat opposite, dispersed invisibly, letting him know that she was let through because she had come in and tried to call him, resorting to physically shaking him when that had failed. He also noticed with satisfaction that three clones, invisible as they were, were quite ready to act out in his defense. The paranoia was not really for now though. He was trying to establish a system to keep him safe, for the days when his secret was spilled and people reacted to the unknown and possibly powerful – by assassinating him.
However this for now he was safe and the girl was merely another stranger trying to be nice, probably by waking him up in time for his arrival. So in the half second that these thought rumbled through his head, he slowly began to "wake up".
"Ugh...five more minutes..."
Hermione Granger, first year unsorted student of Hogwarts, chuckled. She had just been passing through, when she spotted a lone sleeping figure in a cabin. She was on her way to inform her new friend Neville Longbottom that the train was going to reach its destination soon, when she spotted him. She paused momentarily, wondering if she should go through, when she shrugged and figured trying to help couldn't hurt. As she pushed the door open, for just a second she faltered, as if somebody was looking at her but shrugged it off and called the figure out.
When a simple call didn't wake him up ('well, he is asleep...') she shook the lying figures shoulder, rather vigorously. And then the boys words brought up a smile. 'A first year, like me' she thought, wondering why he was alone. None of the first years she saw till now were alone. Was he purposely staying away from meeting people? Was he shy? Or did he have a chip on his shoulder? She had seen both kinds of people, and being a bookworm(and proud of it, mostly) she had seen both kinds of people. Something about him seemed quite innocent though, and she felt compelled to do more than mere tell him that they would arrive soon, like introduce herself, or strike up conversation, or make sure he stayed awake. There was something familiar about that face, something she had read not too far back.
"Um, sorry to wake you, but the train is going to get there soon, I've asked the conductor...and you really need to change and get ready"
The boy yawned, stretched a bit and then proceeded to nod sleepily. Hermione hesitated for a second, wondering, for an instant, why she felt compelled to wake him up further and get far far away, all at the same time. But then, she had no idea of the low amounts of killing intent oozing from the ceiling. She brought her hand up slightly, as if to shake him some more, but let it drop. Satisfied that the boy was going to wake up, she swiftly left for the rear, where her new friend was. She could always just meet him later, after classes had started.
A voice echoed through the train, "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately"
Hermione shrugged, as if to point out that this was what she was talking about. She got up and left, though not before throwing one last hesitant look behind. As she walked away though, Harry heard her murmur that she was sure she had read about him.
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As soon as she left, Harry bolted awake. There was not much left to do now, but he intended to be ready. A clone that had gone exploring had dispelled while he was 'waking up'. There were apparently many rumors surrounding the sorting. While he was pretty sure that fighting a dragon was not something the mysterious Sarutobi-ish headmaster was going to subject wet behind the ears first years to, he was well aware that the magical world was far too unpredictable for his tastes. For all he knew, they could have been reading peoples mind to sort them. With magic, anything was possible. And something like that would be very very bad – even if these days he practiced 'thinking' in Japanese as a matter of norm.
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