A certain individual was sitting on his desk, doing his job quietly, while enjoying the rare peace that seemed to reside in his office. The usual troublemaker wasn´t there, thank god, even if it meant he needed to do all the paperwork by himself. Then again, considering the alternative was a major headache… That woman could be such a pain sometimes.

However, his well-liked peace did not last long. After all, when you think of the devil… "Capitan." A woman with long wavy blond hair, blue eyes, and a loose uniform around the area of her ample bosoms walked in, or more like burst in, grinning at the only occupant.

Turquoise eyes shot up, glaring at the intruder, though the hand continued with the report. After all, there wasn´t much he needed to finish, just a few words. "What do you want, Matsumoto?" A white messy haired boy, whose hair refused to obey the gravity laws, put down the brush, he glared even more, noticing the woman only smiled. "Matsumoto."

"Don´t be angry, Captain." The woman named Matsumoto took a few steps towards the desk, giving the white haired male a file. "I was asked to deliver this to you. Apparently, you have a mission. Isn´t that great? You have been stuck in the office far too long, Captain."

Master, those are great news. How long had it been since the last mission? A voice sounded in the captain´s head, as an ice dragon named Hyorinmaru growled.

"Mission." Taking the files, pushing aside a strand of hair that fell on top of his gorgeous eyes, he stared at it for a moment. Well… indeed it had been some months since his last mission, but considering he was the captain of the 10th Division, it was the norm. Usually, he assigned missions to others, and few were directly deliver to him. "Let me see."

"Hitsugaya-taichou." The mission stated. "Taking in account the recent happenings in England, Europe, it has been decided you´ll be sent to a five year mission, in the most, in order to learn about the wizard community residing in the country."

Frowning, Hitsugaya Toshiro stood up, walking slowly to the couch. Wizard community? True enough, lately some souls had started going missing from Europe, but it wasn´t his concern. Or at least it hadn´t been… Moving to the next page, he ordered Matsumoto to shut up, since the woman was starting to get on his nerves.

"It has come to us that the missing of souls is related to creatures named Dementors. Magical creatures, they work with the English wizard ministry in order to keep the criminals in check. They suck all happiness and memories, bringing nothing but despair. They also seem to eat souls. Lately, however, they have been acting up more. Your main mission for this year is to find a way to destroy them and free the souls they have absorbed. It is suspected they are a short of Hollows, but nothing has been confirmed yet.

For that, you are going to a magical school for wizards starting this September, transferring into the third year. Once the task is completed, you are to stay at the school, since our records are seriously lacking any recent information about the wizard world."

Toshiro could already feel the headache appear, but ignored it in favor for thinking about his mission. Apparently, he would be going to a wizard school… Sure, he had read about wizards, but he had never interacted with them. Furthermore, now he was expected to learn there… Couldn´t they give someone else that task?

"Wow, I never expected this." Looking up, turquoise met with blue, with amused blue. "I guess other captains can´t go… You will be going to the third year, right? That means your classmates will be 13 years old. Well, height wise, you will fit in."

"Matsumoto!" The petite captain glared at his vice-captain, wondering for a moment if he should burry her already. After Aizen´s defeat, Matsumoto had grown more daring with her jokes regarding Toshiro´s height. Annoying woman.

This will be a perfect opportunity to relax a little, master. The ice dragon stated. Too much paper work will drive you ill. You need a change of air.

Hyorinmaru, just because you are bored, doesn't mean I don´t enjoy paper work.

A letter fell from the mission papers, and he quickly caught it before it reached the floor, thank god for his good reflexes. Turning the white envelope, he noticed a strange seal on it. Putting down the papers gently, he opened it and stared.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Hitsugaya,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Yup, he was defiantly getting a headache. "Read the list. Read the list!" Matsumoto begged, grinning so much Toshiro had to ask himself how she managed to do it. It didn´t look healthy.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

Transfer student will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry nametags.

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

-The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 3 by Miranda Goshawk

-Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky (if attending Divination)

-Intermediate Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

-The Monster Book of Monsters (if attending Care of Magical Creatures)

-Numerology and Grammatica (if attending Arithmancy)

-Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles by Wilhelm Wigworthy (if attending Muggle Studies)

-Spellman's Syllabary (if attending Study of Ancient Runes)

-The Essential Defence Against the Dark Arts by Arsenius Jigger

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus

Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions

"Captain, you´ll need a wand!" Rolling on the floor laughing, Matsumoto felt the air freeze, but it wasn´t enough to make her stop. "And, and… and you´ll need a pointed hat! POINTED HAT!" The temperature dropped under zero degrees easily, and as if for the first time, the woman noticed just how much her captain was angry. "Ups…" It all she managed before…

"MATSUMOTO!"

And the room was frozen all over, only the papers miraculously unfrozen. The annoying woman had half her legs in ice, but for the moment she didn´t mind, trying to placate her enraged captain. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to laugh at such time… But the murderous look in his eyes made her keep quiet, as he walked out of the room, not even giving her a second glace. Oh well, at least she was alive…

Toshiro made his way quietly to the first division quarters, more than eager to talk about that… mission. Truth to be told, he wasn´t in the least interested in it, and he would like to know all the reasons why he should do it instead of sending someone more knowable about said world.

Master, just accept it. Seeing another world will be interesting. Aren´t you excited to learn more?

We know enough already. I don´t think my presence in their world will be productive.

Yes, Soul Society did know about the existence of the wizardly world. Considering the amount of trouble and destruction they brought, it would be stupid not to notice them. However, the younger captain had never delved much about the issue, his division not related to them. Hyorinmaru, enough. It was obvious the dragon had more to say about the issue, but for now, he didn´t pressure the captain.

As the white haired Shinigami stopped before a door, it was opened before he even had time to knock, apparently being expected. Without a word, he slipped in swiftly as a ghost, coming face to face with the Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who wasn´t alone.

"Shiro-chan." Captain Ukitake greeted much to Toshiro´s annoyance for the use of the diminutive, smiling as the other walked closer to them. "I guess you received the mission and are here for details, right?" Nodding, Toshiro awaited an explanation, which he clearly needed.

"Hitsugaya-taichou." Captain-Commander Yamamoto stated, looking at him with heavy old eyes. It seemed like the topic was rather serious. "As you know, the wizardly world is not new to us, dead souls, but the information we have about it is seriously lacking." Toshiro nodded, having to admit he was right. The last record they had was about hundred years old, and many things could change in such a long spawn of years.

"My division" Ukitake continued. "Tries to keep an eye on them, and alarming reports had arrived from all over the world. However, they arrived late. About thirteen years late, I admit. This mistake is unforgivable, and while new reports suggest everything is fine in the wizardly world for now, the souls that disappeared are still missing, and we needed them back."

Reports being missing for thirteen years was unheard off, what could point to serious problems. "May I know why exactly they were unable to send the reports?" If the system was failing, many people would be furious, one of them being the person whom invented it.

"As you know, agents in the human world, when not in Japan, tend to stay there for many years without contacting the Soul Society directly, therefore they had no idea the reports had not been received. The reason is still being determined, but it has something to do with the wizards' magic. This is another reason we need to learn more about magic. If it can influence us, and find out about our existence, soul society will be in danger." His eyes were on Toshiro´s, as Captain-Commander Yamamoto spoke. He was a man whom seen a lot. And if he said it could happen, that means it could truly happen. "We need someone powerful and yet someone whom can blend in. For now, concentrate on the Dementors. The souls are being awaited for many years now."

"Understood." A mission was a mission, and Toshiro would execute it perfectly.

Good choice, Master.

Two days later, Hitsugaya Toshiro was making his way to London. After reading the mission file carefully, he had visited Captain-Commander Yamamoto again one last time for a briefing. Apparently, it wasn´t the first time the wizardly world had caught their attention, but it was the first time they would be interfering. Then again, considering souls were missing, many souls, something needed to be done.

To reach the school, Toshiro would need to catch a train 1st September by eleven, and since it would only happen in a month time, it had been decided that he would stay at London for that time learning everything from the first and second years. Not something highly interesting, he had to admit, but necessary.

Therefore, equipped with money and a small suitcase containing clothes Matsumoto had prepared, he had departed to the English city, where a certain crazy shop over was waiting for him to provide a special gigai, a faux body, Toshiro would be using for his mission…

As soon as he took a single step into the world of living, he felt like leaving. The city called London was… for a better lack of words, unbearable. The heat coming from the houses, cars and even the slightly hidden sun made the poor captain feel sick, especially considering he did not like heat. Winter was by far his favorite season, and he wouldn´t mind if all year it would snow from the sky. "Damn it." Not for the first time, he wished someone else was chosen for that mission, but his pride kept him from voicing his opinion. It had been assigned to him, and he would execute it perfectly as usual.

As always, Mater. Hyorinmaru´s little remarks made Toshiro smile not for the first time, as he walked through the new looking buildings into a small alley.

Stopping at an old looking shop, with an equally old looking sign, Toshiro opened the door after he took a deep breathe, grateful the location was discrete, only to be met with a mad grin. "Welcome, Hitsugaya-kun." A tall blond man with a hat covering his eyes greeted him as he walked in, grinning even more.

"It´s Captain Hitsugaya." The shorter one corrected, feeling already annoyed. As he had learned from his last run into the man, nothing good came from spending time with him. Because Urahara Kisuke was possibly ten times worse than Matsumoto, which was a hard thing to achieve.

"Strict as always. Remember, European people call each other by their first name." Smiling, he led the smaller Captain to the back of his shop, pointing at a body that was lying on the ground. "This one is special. It will grow slowly, but surely, so there won´t be many issues with your height if you do stay for a long period of time. Refrain from leaving, since the aging process will stop and in about three hour it will start regressing to the original form." Toshiro nodded, though he wasn't happy about spending ten months in a faux body. "It will allow you to use reiatsu and completely recreate your physical abilities, since it´ll marge temporarily with your soul. I should warn you that it´ll replicate your body exactly as it is now, as well as your scars, therefore, be careful around others unless you want questions to be asked. Actually, it will almost fuse with you… Understood?"

"Understood." Taking a deep breathe, he slipped into the gigai, opening his eyes right away while feeling rather… uncomfortable. "How long will it take to adapt?" Humming, the taller man pretended to think, while getting ready other things for the Shinigami.

"A few days the most. It depends how much you actually use it. For the next days, try to move as much as possible, since it´ll speed up the process. After it, you´ll won´t even feel it." Hiding the special communicator he was given, Toshiro shortly wondered about the monetary currency of the wizardly world, before turning his attention back to the speaking man. "Don´t forget to come and report before leaving for school. So, are you excited?"

Not answering, just giving the man a look, Toshiro thanked and bowed, quickly exiting the shop. Master, he was just being thoughtful. The ice dragon stated, but was promptly ignored. Strangely, Matsumoto also asked if he was excited about school… However, how could he be excited? Going back to school, considering he was almost two hundred years old…

"Don´t be like that, Captain." Matsumoto had mumbled as he had stood before the gates, her gaze strangely sad. Toshiro was about to give her a long speech exactly why he wasn´t excited, when she interrupted him. "Anyway, have fun. We´ll miss you a lot!"

"I will try." His every word was dripping with sarcasm, but she didn´t seem to notice as she smiled. "Anyway, do your work and don´t give Ukitake-taichou trouble. His health is already bad without your help. If I receive a letter you haven´t been behaving…"

"Taichou, do you really have so little confidence in me? I am wounded…" Rolling his eyes, Toshiro turned around to go when strong arms warped around him, Matsumoto hugging him half to death. "Don´t forget to write! I´ll be waiting!" She mumbled, her voice becoming harder and harder to hear with every second.

Trying to breathe, Toshiro mumbled something he himself hadn´t managed to hear in return. Only when he was safely on the ground, keeping his eyes on the woman, since she looked ready to hug him again any given moment, he gave her a rare smile. "I´ll write. Don´t give other trouble and behave. If I hear you haven´t been working…"

Giggling, she waved goodbye, watching as he disappeared…

Now that he thought about it, walking between the humid streets of London, he would miss her. It wasn´t something Toshiro would admit, but Matsumoto Rangiku was his friend. She was the one whom showed him the right path to take, and even now, she was one of the only people he would trust without thinking twice. Unless it was related to paperwork… That woman disliked paperwork more that he disliked heat, and it told something.

It had been a problem choosing someone to substitute him. The ice-sword wielder did not trust his vice-captain to take good care of his division. Hell, ever since she killed all his plants, set half the division on fire and sent several people to the hospital from mental exhaustion, he refused to leave her on command. Not her.

Therefore, it had been a long night trying to choose someone. His best choices would be either Kuchiki, whom was strict, or Ukitake. In the end, he chose the latter, knowing even Matsumoto wouldn´t force an ill man do her work. The older captain agreed with a smile, feeling slightly guilty for Toshiro having to do something his division was in charge off. The younger had assured him it was all right, only asking him to keep an eye on the blond haired woman. "Just make sure she does her work." Toshiro had asked, leaving the 13th division with sweets… He still wasn´t sure why Ukitake had to give him sweets every time they met. Truth to be told, it was starting to annoy him more than usual.

Sighing, turquoise eyes suddenly noticed his destination… and he frowned. In the third, or was it forth?, piece of paper from the school he had received, it said that the shopping area was located behind a pub called Leaky Cauldron… Right away Toshiro noticed the name left much to desire, but he had expected something… different. It was a broken-down old shop, what made him wonder what people thought when they saw children walk in. Nevertheless, with a deep breathe, the captain made his way in, opening the door with a confident push.

As he expected, the inside wasn´t much better than the outside, but at least it looked… oh, whom was he kidding. The tables were old, the walls even older, not to mention the strange dressed people that seemed to be the costumers.

The old choice of clothes quickly caught his attention, especially the color choice. For a moment he wasn´t sure if they were color blind or crazy, but considering it was hot out-side, he was ready to go with the crazy thought. After all, whom in their right mind wore long sleeved robed when it was almost thirty degrees outside?

As soon as he walked in, the door closing by itself, eyes turned in his direction. He could hear the whispers, some surprised other fearful, but Toshiro just ignored them making his way to the counter. He was already used to people talking behind his back, why think this time would be different? The whispers already didn´t affect him. They stopped long ago.

"Good afternoon." He greeted the old man behind it, bowing slightly. The man himself was rather old, not to mention slightly creepy, but Toshiro had seen worse. "I would like to access the shopping district, if possible." The letter had warned him to ask someone else, stating that it was impossible to access without a wand, and he was no fool to ignore it.

"Ah, yes, just a minute." Pretending no one was talking about him, Toshiro waited patiently, following the man that introduced himself as Tom to the back, were he was met with a brick wall. Grimacing, he wondered if the man was joking with him; when he took out a large piece of wood the captain assumed was a wand, calling him closer. "This is what you do…"

As the man touched the brinks in an anti-clockwise order, those started to rearrange themselves, showing an entrance to the shopping district. It would be a lie if Toshiro said he wasn´t surprised, but it didn't show much in his face. In the end, all he did was walk through the opening, leaving the man behind.

"Thank you for your assistance."

A/N: Hello, I´ve been meaning to write this fic for a long time... It will be updated once a month (probably). I´m looking for a beta reader for this story, PM me if you are interested.

Thanks for reading and drop by a review, okay?

Declaimer: I don´t own Harry Potter nor Bleach (I DO have a poster of Toshiro though...)