Black Moonlight chapter 5 part 1
Black Moonlight, chapter 5 - Kings Cross, platform one and three quarters, the Hogwarts Express and the sorting hat
Pairings: Tezuka/Gakuto, Atsushi/Mizuki, Yukimura/Shiraishi, Speed Pair, Fuji/Niou, Taki/Icchan
Rating: M
Warnings: Porn and language. Plus the fact that Umbridge appears.
[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4]
And since is seems that this chapter is too long, I had to put it in two parts.. ^^;
Gakuto woke up wrapped around Tezuka. He looked up and smiled when Tezuka blinked blearily at him. “Hm..?”
“Mornin'.” Gakuto grinned and gave Tezuka a kiss. “Slept well?”
Tezuka nodded and sat up. “And you?”
“Yup.” Gakuto grinned even wider and he watched Tezuka sit up and get out of bed. He purred and fixated his gaze at Tezuka's backside when Tezuka bent to pick up his pants from the floor. “Gakuto?”
“Nice ass.” Gakuto remarked and smirked at the faint blush that spread across Tezuka's cheeks. Tezuka quickly pulled on the pants and picked up clothes from his trunk, then glanced over at Gakuto. “You should get out of bed and finish packing. We're leaving in,” He glanced at the clock on the table beside Gakuto's bed. “two and a half hours.”
“That's lots of time left..” Gakuto rolled over and sprawled out over the bed. Tezuka sat down beside him and just looked at him. Gakuto sat up with an irritated huff. “Okay, okay..” He slipped out of bed and picked up a random piece of clothing from the floor. He slipped on the shirt that was actually Tezuka's and then went to search for a pair of underwear. Tezuka followed him with his gaze, then started to get dressed himself. It wouldn't do if he did as the shorted boy had done previously and stared at Gakuto's ass.
Gakuto snickered when he noticed Tezuka trying to look anywhere but at him and wrapped his arms around his boyfriends neck. “Kuni~” He pressed close and Tezuka automatically put his hands on Gakuto's waist. “Yes?”
“It's a lot time left, let's do something fun a little while~”
Tezuka frowned, but didn't protest as Gakuto reached up and with a little jump managed to wrap his legs around Tezuka's waist. “Neh?” Gakuto kissed him, and even though Tezuka had decided that he wouldn't get distracted from finishing packing up and dressing, Gakuto managed to distract him quite a lot.
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Zaizen sighed and kicked Kenya in the chin. “Get up, senpai.”
Kenya groaned and rubbed his eyes. “Why're you so violent?”
“Because,” Zaizen kicked him again. “you have to go up. If you don't, I won't be responsible if you miss the train.”
“But Zaaizeeennn..!” Kenya protested.
“And I don't think that Yuushi-san would either.” Zaizen added.
They looked up when they heard a loud crash, and Kenya flew to his feet. “That came from Yuushi's room, didn't it?”
“It's not only his room though..” Zaizen muttered, then he sighed as Kenya already was out the door.
“Yuushi!” Kenya threw open the door to his cousins room and heard a shout. “Catch the cat!” and he blinked. He saw a flash of reddish-orange run past him and then saw it run right into Kamio, who picked up the cat and walked over to Kenya and peered into the room. “This cat?”
“Ah, thank you!” Amane said and hurried up to them. “She don't want to go in the cage...”
“That one?” Kamio asked and walked over to the open cat-cage. He calmly placed the hissing cat in it and closed the cage. Amane smiled and thanked him again.
“Now Kamio went somewhere again. Ah, there he is, what are you doing, Kamio?” Shinji asked as he appeared by the door. Kamio stuck out his tongue at Shinji and Shinji frowned and turned to go somewhere else. “Oi, Shinji!” Kamio buzzed past Kenya and after Shinji.
“Don't leave me alone like that!” Kamio whined and sat down on his bed in his and Shinji's room.
“I didn't, though.” Shinji stated. “There wasn't only you there.”
“I mean don't leave me with him!” Kamio shouted and Shinji tilted his head to the side. “You know who I mean!”
“Oshitari-san?” Kamio's face flushed crimson. “Kenya-san is.. well... You know..”
“No.” Shinji stated. “Are you packed? I am, but I don't think Kamio is. Considering there's still lot of his stuff around the room. He should pack. Why did he even unpack so much when we were just going to stay such a short time? School is starting today, and we're-“
“Whatever, Shinji. Either help me pack or go away.”
“I don't want to.” Shinji muttered. Kamio let out an irritated sigh.
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“Have they stopped yet?” Mizuki asked, his face buried in his pillow. Atsushi glanced at the wall the bed they were in stood buy. “I don't hear them, at least. Not that. They're talking.”
“Great.” Mizuki's voice was dripping with sarcasm. “Can we sleep then?”
“I've been sleeping.” Atsushi said. “You did, too.”
“Barely.” Mizuki grumbled. “Remind me to never have a room next to Shiraishi and Yukimura.”
“If they can be at it like rabbits during night, we can have revenge by doing it during the day.” Atsushi suggested. Mizuki frowned. “It wouldn't help, just encourage them to have more sex.”
“I still want to have it with you. It might be a while until we have a chance to have sex, right?”
“Being at school grounds didn't stop you last time, Atsushi-kun.” Mizuki said with a pout. “You should be happy that we weren't seen by anyone else besides Yuuta-kun and Akazawa.”
“I think Shinya saw us, though.” Atsushi said thoughtfully. “But I suppose. Mizuki, on the other hand, doesn't like to have sex at semi-public or public places.”
“Shut up.”
“Kiss me.”
Mizuki grumbled in irritation, but pressed a kiss to Atsushi's lips. “Happy?” Atsushi didn't reply, just kissed Mizuki and tugged at the curly-haired boys lower lip with his teeth, before he slipped his hands inside of Mizuki's purple pajama-pants. He tugged at the frills and snickered when Mizuki muttered something about not getting the clothes dirty. “That's alright, I'm not wearing much.”
Mizuki snorted. “Shut up and take me already.”
“Yes sir~” Atsushi purred and tugged off Mizuki's pants.
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“Seii, do you know where my underwear went?” Shiraishi called from where he crouched by his bed. Yukimura craned his neck to get a better view at the teen and smirked. “You know what I think about those fundoshi's.”
Shiraishi looked up. “Again, Seii?”
Yukimura tilted his head to the side and smiled innocently. “Hm?”
“Did you hide them?” Shiraishi crossed his arms and stood up. Yukimura eyed his lower regions, causing the Bible to blush. “Seiichi!”
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn't.”
“I need them, you know.”
“Wear regular underwear or nothing at all.”
“Wear some other pajama besides the one with pink hearts from time to time.”
Yukimura got an irritated expression on his face. “I would never--“
“I know.” Shiraishi cut him off. “It's the same for me, so please, Seiichi. Give me my underwear.”
“But they're so inproper.”
“Seii.”
“Alright, alright, I get it. Fine!” Yukimura opened his closed bag and threw the pack of fabric at his boyfriend. “Happy?”
Shiraishi smiled and put on one of the strips of fabric. “Thank you.” He walked over to Yukimura and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Isn't this fine?”
Yukimura puffed his cheeks. “Alright then. Just as long as you let me take them off of you whenever I want to.”
“Do I even have a choice in that?”
“What do you think?”
“....I think 'no'.”
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“Are we there yet? !” Kintarou asked as he bounced up and down in his seat. Ryoma sighed at having to be in the same car as the loud first year once again, and wondered why not the Shitenhouji-team could go in one and why he couldn't go with his own senpai. Not a single one of the Shitenhouji-regulars were in the car, except for Kintarou, who was impatient on going to this Hogwarts-school.
“We're not even at the station yet.” Ryoma commented and Kintarou let out a loud whine. “I want to get there noooooww!”
“We're almost there.” Atobe sighed in irritation. “Calm down, brat.”
“I'm not a brat! But you're a Monkey King! Did you know you're a Monkey King, Monkey King? !”
“Yes.” Atobe glared at Ryoma, who tugged down his cap and smirked slightly. Seeing people getting annoyed was entertaining, and the Monkey King very much so, since it seemed he was such a grateful receiver of torment. But as known, just as bad things brought good things with them, all good things also brought bad things.
“I can see the station-desu!” Dan exclaimed as the station indeed came into view. Kintarou cheered and most occupants in the car sighed in relief.
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“Where's this platform 9 and three quarters, anyways?” Kenya asked and looked around. “There's 9 and there's 10, but no quarters or anythin'.”
“Did you notice that on your own senpai? Idiot.” Zaizen remarked.
“..I don't really know..” Taki muttered. “I've never been to Hogwarts.”
“So we're stuck?” Shishido asked and turned to Sanada. “And you?”
“No.” was the short reply. Shishido turned away again and stared at Jirou, or rather, Jirou's feet. “Holy shit!”
“What's wrong, Shishido-san?” Choutaro asked and looked in the same direction as his senpai. “Ah!”
The others turned in their direction and then followed their gazes. Jirou was completely gone, with the exception of his feet, that stuck out through the wall. “Jirou!”
Yuushi crouched by the feet and grabbed one. It wiggled a little in his grip and then both disappeared. Soon, Jirou became visible again as he stepped right through the wall. “Huh..? Is something wrong..?”
“You-“
“By the way there's a really red train there.” Jirou pointed at the wall. “But I can't see it from here. That's really weird, don't you think?”
“Is that the platform we're looking for?” Itsuki asked, tilting his head to the side. Taki nodded. “Probably.”
Jirou tilted his head to the side and then they saw it tip forward as he fell asleep. Atobe sighed. “Jirou, you..” Then he stepped up to the sleeping teen and told him; “Wake up, Jirou.”
Jirou looked up and blinked tiredly. “I wasn't sleepi--“ They heard a light snore and Atobe sighed again, chorused by the other Hyotei-regulars. “Sure you weren't.” Shishido remarked. “How're we getting him onto the train?”
“Can someone carry him?” Atobe asked, glancing towards Akutsu. “Fuck no. He never fucking lets go.” Akutsu said and walked past the sleeping boy and through the wall.
“I can do it.” Amane shrugged and picked up Jirou. Atobe nodded in thanks and then they were able to proceed without many hindrances.
Platform 9 and three quarters did not look like the rest of King's Cross Station. There was one train standing there, puffing smoke at the same amount Akutsu was at the moment they saw him. He looked quite irritated. Maybe it was the crowd.
They weren't given much time to look around and gawk, before two persons stood in front of them. Or rather, in front of Taki. Taki bowed politely, and they could see the tense expression that instantly stuck to his face. “Mrs. Malfoy, Draco. Nice to see you.”
“Nice to see you too, Haginosuke. Your mother told me that you were finally going to Hogwarts.” the woman - tall and with blonde and brown hair - said in a cold tone.
Taki gave a half-hearted nod. “What year is it that Draco are starting in?” he asked, glancing towards the teen.
“Fifth.” Mrs. Malfoy replied. “Starting this year, he is a prefect.”
“..I see. Congratulations.” Taki said, his voice lacking any enthusiasm.
“Who are your... friends?” The last word was spoken with an even colder tone than the previously spoken phrases, and she barely spared the tennis-players a second glance.
Taki nodded towards the Hyotei-regulars. “They're from my old school, and the rest are from other schools. We all know each other through the sport we play.”
“What sport is that?” the male spoke for the first time. Taki glared at him. “You wouldn't know, Draco.”
“Because it's a muggle-sport for mud-bloods?”
“Yes. You're right. You forgot the part with 'dirty' mud-blood sport, though.” Taki spat, and reached to grab Itsuki's hand. “Let's go.” Then he turned back to the two britt's. “Nice seeing you.”
Akutsu grinned wolfishly when they passed him. “You look like you were about to punch the guy.”
Taki glared at Akutsu. “Yes, but then, my neck'd be had.”
Akutsu snorted. “Fuck if I care.”
“You just want to fight, don't you?” Taki bit back. Akutsu laughed. “Hell, yeah.”
Taki led them past Akutsu and called back to him. “The train's leaving soon, just so you know!”
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“I wonder what that was about.” Fuji pondered as he and Niou waited outside the toilets later. Niou looked thoughtful for a moment, then shrugged. “Who knows how those Hyotei-people's brains work.”
“Saa.” Fuji smiled at him and Niou pretended to look at the toilet-stalls. “Are they never done in there?” he asked. “Saa.” Fuji replied and Niou shuddered when he felt Fuji's gaze on him. He quickly turned his head to look at the tensai, and saw a glint of blue, before Fuji's eyes once more were closed and smiling. “What?”
“Nothing.” Fuji said and grabbed Niou's wrist to hold him back when one of the toilet-stalls opened. Niou looked at him again, and when Fuji pushed him into the little toilet-room, his eyes widened. “Fu-Fuji? !”
Fuji's eyes opened and he pushed Niou down onto the floor. “I'm bored, so let's spend some quality time.”
“...quality time..?” Niou asked suspiciously, but he suspected he already knew what Fuji was talking about. “Sure, I am single, but--!!”
When Fuji kissed him, his voice died away and his eyes widened to a size he never thought to be humanly possible. “Mmmppfhh!!” He made a hasty movement with both hands as if to shove Fuji away, but lost his balance and his head hit the wall with a dull sound. He winced and glared at Fuji, who stared right into his eyes. There was a depth in them, a depth that he'd never seen, and he felt the blue orbs suck him in, closer and closer, until he was kissing Fuji on his own accord.
He could feel Fuji either smirk or smile against his lips and didn't do anything to stop the hands unbuckling his belt. Soon, his pants and underwear were pulled down to his ankles, and Fuji tugged Niou's long-sleeved t-shirt over his head and used the sleeves to tie his arms to the sink's drainpipe. Niou squirmed against the uncomfortable bindings and the cold floor, already feeling himself grow hard, despite the discomfort he felt at the moment. Fuji smiled and brushed a hand over Niou's erection.
“Gh!” Niou groaned and let out a gasp as Fuji skillfully pumped him, and it had just been too long since he'd touched himself that way, because he came almost right away.
A low chuckle escaped from deep within Fuji's throat, a surprisingly deep tone coming out of his slightly parted lips. Niou blinked in an attempt to rid himself of the haze that covered his eyes and made him see in sepia-tones. Why was it that he always saw in sepia when he was like this? And why was Fuji's eyes so clearly blue among all the brown tones? “W-what..?”
“Saa.” Fuji chuckled again. “Just that you are really beautiful right now, Niou-kun.”
Niou felt his cheeks burn and he screwed his eyes shut in embarrassment. No one - no one - had ever seen him like this before, it was just so... humiliating.. But still.. hot.. His whole body felt incredibly hot at the moment. “Fuji...” “Yes?” “...more...” Fuji smiled.
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“I don't get it! Didn't you take the medicine? !” Mizuki exclaimed and glared at the small bottle that stood on the table.
Atsushi nodded and groaned. “Mi-Mizuki, I think I gotta pu--“ He cut himself off and slapped his hands over his mouth. “fhesch!” He rushed off, leaving Mizuki to stare after him. “You can't be serious!” He grabbed his purple plastic bag of sick-bags in which they'd stored the newly bought medicine and hurriedly followed Atsushi. He saw the red ribbon disappear into somewhere - a toilet? - and almost tripped over him when he rushed into the room. He closed the door behind them and locked, before crouching down beside Atsushi. “I suppose you shouldn't have taken the medicine.” he murmured and rubbed his boyfriends back. “Did it get worse?”
Atsushi nodded and coughed. A splash was heard and Atsushi reached to flush the toilet. “Urgh..” Mizuki settled on the floor as he watched as Atsushi leaned his forehead against the toilet-bowl. “...this sucks... I hate being motion-sick..” The boy with straight hair muttered. “There's so much other things I could be doing..” He turned back to the toilet and vomited again. “..damnit....” And again. Then he coughed. “..Mizuki...”
“Yes?”
“It feels like my organs're gonna come out.. Are they supposed to? I'm hungry... There's nothing left to get out...”
Mizuki flushed the toilet and slipped up right beside it, then spread his arms. “Come here, Atsushi-kun.” Atsushi smiled weakly and shakily crawled up to Mizuki and into his open arms. Mizuki wrapped his arms around him and Atsushi leaned his head against Mizuki's chest. “...'ve y'...” he muttered. “'ank y'..” Mizuki smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Ssshh.. Just rest. You need it.”
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“Why were you so mad earlier?” Shishido asked. “Because Akutsu was right, you looked ready to punch that blondie.”
Taki snorted and then sighed. “He's a bastard. His family's bastards. I'm just happy Mr. Malfoy wasn't there.” He glanced at Atobe. “It might be hard to believe, but they're more stuck-up than Atobe'd ever manage.”
At that, Atobe snorted. “I am not stuck-up.”
“Sort of. In another way.” Taki said.
“Why did you want to punch him?” Itsuki asked, sounding confused. “Nande?”
“Wizards don't play tennis, so it's a muggle sport. Mud-blood is an insult towards anyone who's not pure-blood wizard. Basically, someone with mud instead of blood. It just makes me so mad. Thinking it's better to be pure-blood.”
“I thought you said you were one.” Atobe remarked.
“Yes, I am. My family has in many generations been in Slytherin, the house known to host all the dark wizards. I sort of hope I won't be in Slytherin, but I doubt I'll end up in any other house. I'd like to be in the same house as Icchan.”
Itsuki blinked and tilted his head to the side. “We won't be in the same house?”
“I could never see you end up in Slytherin. You're too nice.” Taki replied and pinched Itsuki's nose affectionately. “I really hope you don't, because you'd never last a day.”
Itsuki made a shpoof-sound with his nose and smiled sadly. “But I'd like to be in the same house as Hagi-chan.”
“Not a chance.” Taki sighed. “I'd like being in the same house as Icchan, too, but there's just not a chance. About a snowflake´s chance in Hell.”
Itsuki pouted and Taki patted his head.
“Stop being so lovey-dovey.” Shishido commented. “Just start dating sometime.”
“Shishido-san!” Choutaro exclaimed, and Taki glared at Shishido. “Shut up, Shishido. Learn to take care of your own love-life before commenting on others.”
“...what are you going on about?” Atobe asked, then glanced at Taki and Itsuki, as Shishido motioned towards them. “Oh, God. Can't you just kiss and get it over with.”
“Shut up, Atobee!” Taki shouted.
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“So this is Hogwarts?” Kenya looked around the station. “Or where is it?”
“Not this, it can't be, it just can't.” Momo said. He followed the stream of students with his gaze. Then they all heard a voice shout; “First years this way!” and then the same voice; “New students this way!”
“That's us, I suppose?” Yuushi remarked, and they decided to see if it really was that way.
A gray-haired woman turned out to be the owner of the voice, and when she saw then, she spoke directly to them. ”Are you the transfer-students?”
“Yes.” Inui pushed up his glasses. The woman nodded. “In the boats you go.”
Atsushi visibly paled. “...boats...?”
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Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft showed to be a castle - though some didn't see much of it, as they were preoccupied trying not to puke (Atsushi) or trying to stay in the boat (Akaya, Kamio, Kenya) or trying to keep others in the boats (Taki to Itsuki, Ryoma and Chitose to Kintarou).
When they finally got off the boats, they were led into the castle, and warmth hit them fully. Several shivered involuntarily. Not because it was cold, but because it was so warm inside and contrasting with the cold air outside. They were met by a stern-looking woman with her hair drawn into a tight bun on top of her head - she introduced herself as 'Professor McGonagall' -, and they were separated by first years and transfer-students. Then, they were told to wait.
So they waited. Akaya pointed and shouted as one of the stairs a little bit away from them moved, and then they saw several stairs do the same. “Amazing..” Bunta mumbled, and Niou nodded. “Puri.”
Then a frustrated shout was heard, and heads turned towards the source of it; one Zaizen Hikaru.
“What's up with you?” Kenya asked, eyebrows raising.
“My phone! It's not working!” Zaizen groweled. “What do I do? !”
Those who understood him - since he had done his exclamation in Japanese - blinked and gaped.
“You...” Kenya sounded irritated. “You made me think it was something important! Damnit, that's not bad, it's good!”
“How can that be good? !” Zaizen shouted.
“Because you can't spread shit about us!” Kenya retorted.
“It's not shi---!”
Another shout cut off Zaizen's shout and this time, it was Atobe. “If I don't have electricity, I can't work!”
“Your computer and phone's not working either?” Yuushi asked. “That's good.”
“How can that be good! ?” Atobe shouted, not even aware of that he repeated Zaizen's previous words exactly.
“Because you always overwork yourself.” Yuushi said and tapped Atobe's forehead with two fingers. “Take a break, Atobe.”
“But I can't! I have work to--!”
This time, it was by a sharp voice that cut off the conversation. “Enter the Great Hall now, if you please.” That was Professor McGonagall.
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Upon entering the hall, Itsuki gave a shout of wonder and they looked up. “Amazing...” Niou mumbled. Bunta couldn't help but grin and agree the way Niou had agreed with him earlier. “Puri.” Niou elbowed him in the side and Bunta grinned at him. He blew a bubble and it popped.
Kintarou bounced and tried to jump up to the candles floating in the air. Yukimura advised Shiraishi to stop him, and Shiraishi spoke. “Kin-chan, either you stop, or you die.” Kintarou hid behind Ryoma and looked at Shiraishi over the other first years shoulder. “I don't want to die..”
“I-i-is that g-ghost?” Kaidoh stuttered, looking towards a see-through man that sat by one of the tables. Eiji jumped to see. “I think so.”
“Mamushi, are you scared? How lame, really lame.” Momoshiro teased, and Kaidoh hissed. “I am not!”
“Why's there a hat there?” Akaya asked and pointed towards the front of the hall.
“Straw hats are no longer in their hay day, that's why they're having a hat just looking like one.” Amane said, then winced as he was elbowed by Hiyoshi. Amane snickered happily.
The stern-looking woman had placed a worn-looking hat on a stool, and most of them jumped in surprise when the hat started to speak. Or, rather then speak, it sang.
“In times of old, when I was new,
And Hogwarts barely started,
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted. “
“United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.”
“"Together we will build and teach"
The four good friends decided.
And never did they dream that they
Might some day be divided.”
“For were there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,”
“So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there, so I can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale. “
“Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry's purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose
Intelligence is surest."”
“Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
With brave deeds to their name."
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot
And treat them just the same."”
“These differences caused little strife
When first they came to light.
For each of the four founders had
A house in which they might”
“Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him.”
“And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor.
Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest
and taught them all she knew,
Thus, the houses and their founders
Maintained friendships firm and true.”
“So Hogwarts worked in harmony
for several happy years,
but then discord crept among us
feeding on our faults and fears. “
“The Houses that, like pillars four
had once held up our school
now turned upon each other and
divided, sought to rule.”
“And for a while it seemed the school
must meet an early end.
what with dueling and with fighting
and the clash of friend on friend.”
“And at last there came a morning
when old Slytherin departed
and though the fighting then died out
he left us quite downhearted.”
“And never since the founders four
were whittled down to three
have the Houses been united
as they once were meant to be.”
“And now the Sorting Hat is here
and you all know the score:
I sort you into Houses
because that is what I'm for.”
“But this year I'll go further,
listen closely to my song:
though condemned I am to split you
still I worry that it's wrong,”
“Though I must fulfill my duty
and must quarter every year
still I wonder whether sorting
may not bring the end I fear.”
“Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
the warning history shows,
for our Hogwarts is in danger
from external, deadly foes”
“And we must unite inside her
or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you...
let the Sorting now begin.”
The Japanese boys fell into the applauds the Hogwarts-students gave, although confused.
“...that was long..” Chinen muttered, and Dan nodded. “Yes-desu.” They looked around when they heard the students of the school mutter amongst themselves. “Hm?”
End chapter Five Part One: part 2 is here
The chapter was too long, it seems... *sigh*