Chp 1: New Student

"So how was your summer, Harry?" Ron asked as they sat down in an empty compartment.

"Not so fun, but thanks for the letters and treats." Harry said, smiling at his red-headed friend.

"No problem." Ron replied.

"Have you two finished your homework for the summer?" Hermione asked as she entered the compartment, Crookshanks right behind her.

"I finished mine." Harry replied. Ron gaped at him.

"That's a first, Harry. I only finished half of mine." He said in astonishment.

"Congratulations!" said Hermione. Just then, the compartment door opened to reveal Malfoy and his goons, Crabbe and Goyle.

"Well well, if it isn't the Potter boy and his pathetic friends." Malfoy sneered.

"What do you want, Draco?" Harry snapped back at the pale blond Slytherin.

"Just wanted to warn you; there's this freak wandering the train looking for a seat. He doesn't even look human, so don't let him in. Well then, now that I've warned you, I'll be leaving. So long, Potter." Malfoy hissed before leaving.

"I wonder who he was talking about." Hermione said, confused.

There was a light taping sound on the door and the trio immediately turned to look at the person standing outside the door. He had long, silver colored hair that reached his torso and pale skin. He wore a black trench coat with silver buckles and the rest of his cloths were black. But what was weird about him were his blue and green eyes. The blue mixed in perfectly with the green, like they were melting together, though the eyes held an emotionless glaze. But what disturbed Harry the most is the black slit of the boy's pupils, mimicking the eyes of a cat, or more like a snake. Harry could say that they reminded him of Voldemort.

"Can I please sit here? Most of the compartments are full, and any that are partially filled won't let me in. Saying something about monster…" the boy said.

"Of course you can." Piped Hermione before Ron or Harry could stop her. She moved closer to the window and the boy sat down next to her.

"You must be the one Draco was calling a freak." Hermione said after a while. The boy bowed his head, causing his hair to act as a veil. "Yeah…that's me…" he said quietly.

"Oh, silly me. I'm Hermione Granger. Nice to meet you." She said, holding out her hand. The boy, who's head was still down, turned slightly to look at her through his veil of silver strands.

"Nice to meet you." He mumbled before looking down again. "My names Sephiroth Kyoji." He said.

Hermione lowered her hand before glaring at Harry and Ron.

"My names Ron Weasley." Ron said.

"And I'm Harry Potter." Harry said, tensing up slightly, waiting for a reaction.

There was none.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged a few looks of confusion before looking back at the sulking boy. After a little while the trolley came by and Harry bought a few chocolate frogs and two boxes of every flavored beans.

He handed one of the every flavored beans to Ron and a chocolate frog to Hermione before turning to Sephiroth, who was still looking at the compartment ground. Sephiroth jolted back slightly as a box of every flavored beans filled his vision.

He looked up at Harry with snake-like eyes opened wide.

"You want to try some? Be careful of what you pick, though." Harry said. The boy stared into the box.

"Are they really every flavor?" he asked, picking out a few. Harry nodded as Sephiroth tossed one into his mouth. Harry noticed the slightly longer than normal canines before Sephiroth closed his mouth to chew.

"Looks like you must have picked a good one." Hermione giggled as Sephiroth smiled slightly. He nodded his head before looking at the ones in his hand. There was three red ones, one blue, and a brown colored one. Sephiroth frowned slightly. He tossed the red ones into his mouth before chewing.

"Which flavor is it?" Ron asked.

"Cherry." The boy replied, still chewing. Ron gaped.

"Lucky! All the ones I get are skunk spray or earwax." Ron complained, looking into his box. Sephiroth grimaced before eating the blue one and the brown colored.

The blue one was blueberry, and when he ate the brown one, the trio thought that he might puke.

"Is it a bad flavor?" Hermione asked. Sephiroth shook his head. "Chocolate." He replied. Ron and Harry gaped at him.

"It's like you and Ron are total opposites with the every flavored beans; Ron always gets bad flavors while you get the good." Hermione said, laughing as Ron whined. Sephiroth smiled. He had finally made some friends.

Chp 2: The Sorting

After waiting 15 minutes and eating the rest of the every flavored beans, they finally arrived at Hogwarts. All of them were changed into their robes and were now exiting the train.

"Are you just starting, Sephiroth?" Hermione asked as they past by Hagrid. Sephiroth shook his head.

"I'm a transfer student. I'll be in second year." He replied.

"That's cool; you'll be in the same year as us." Harry said.

"If I'm put in your house, and I highly doubt it…" he said quietly.

"Why do you think that?" Hermione asked, confused.

"I'm not brave or strong like a Gryffindor, that's why." Sephiroth replied. The trio was silent. Once they arrived at the school, Professor McGonagall asked him to go with the first years so he could still be sorted. As they left, Malfoy walked up to them.

"Made friends with the freak, Potter?" he sneered.

"He's not a freak, Malfoy! Just because his hair is silver and his eyes look like a cat doesn't mean he's a freak! He's actually very shy and kind." Retorted Hermione.

"Your wrong, Granger. He's a freak. I've read about him in books before. They say he used to be named Sephiroth, the one winged angel. He used to be the friend of a man named Cloud Strife, but then he changed. He went crazy and started killing everyone, destroying everything. He was ten times worse than You-Know-Who. But in the end he was killed by Cloud. Not once, but twice. The second time he was given a decision to be reincarnated with his powers sealed away. And now here he is, in Hogwarts." Finished Malfoy with disgust. The trio was silent until Harry spoke.

"You really expect us to believe that?" he snapped.

"Just look up his name in Final Fantasy VII: Another Worlds History in the library." He said before walking off. After all the students were seated, Harry looked around in the group of kids for Sephiroth.

It wasn't hard to spot his silver hair in the crowd. Especially when every one of the first years were inching away from him.

"Students, welcome to another year of Hogwarts! The sorting will now commence!" As he said this, the hat began to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm the Thinking Cap!"

The whole hall burst into cheers and claps as the Sorting Hat finished singing. Harry then noticed Sephiroth was shaking.

"He doesn't look to good…" he said out loud.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Look at Sephiroth." Harry said, pointing to the silver-haired boy.

His trembling had ceased slightly, but he was still shaking.

"I bet 5 Gallons that the silver-haired freak gets put in Slytherin." Collin said.

"I bet 10 gallons that he gets put in Gryffindor. And his names Sephiroth." Harry snapped.

Collin shrugged.

After a few Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, Sephiroth was the only one left. "Transfer student, Sephiroth Kyoji." Professor McGonagall said loud and clear.

Whispers filled the Hall as he walked towards the Professor.

"No way… Sephiroth, the one winged angel is here? What are they thinking?" Ginny said.

"There's nothing to worry about, Ginny. His powers have been sealed away along with his memories of what he did in his past two lives, though anger might make them come back." Hermione said.

Sephiroth sat there for a long time until he looked like he wanted to rip the hat off his head. Then the Sorting Hat finally called out: "GRYFFINDOR!"

Sephiroth gladly took the hat of and walked nervously towards the Gryffindor table. As he noticed that only a few were cheering, he started to feel uncomfortable.

He sat down near the end of the table were no one was sitting, and those who were only 7 feet away inched further from the silver-haired boy.

Even when the feast began, the trio noticed that he didn't eat a morsel of the food, leaving his plate and goblet untouched.

As all the students headed to their common rooms, Harry noticed Sephiroth falling behind. His green/blue colored eyes darted about, looking at the blood stained doors and down dark corridors. They were on the third floor were the forbidden dungeons were.

Harry stopped along with Hermione and Ron for the boy to catch up. "Something wrong, Sephiroth?" Hermione asked as he approached. Sephiroths gaze snapped to them quickly, and Harry noted how crazed and bloodthirsty they looked. They looked like the eyes of a killer. As the look in his eyes vanished, Sephiroth finally spoke.

"I'm fine. Just thinking." He replied, looking at a black metal door that was barricaded shut.

"We should get going before anyone notices us." Ron said as he continued to walk.

"Your right, Ron. Sephiroth lets get-." Hermione was speechless as she noticed that Sephiroth was no where to be found.

And the once barricaded door was wide open, the planks that used to be holding it closed now scattered across the floor.

Hermione looked at Ron and Harry with wide eyes.

"He took them off so quickly…And without us even hearing him…" Ron gasped as he tried to look into the darkness and spot the familiar silver sheen.

He couldn't see anything.

"We have to try and get him out of there; we don't want him to get in trouble." Hermione said. Harry nodded his head in agreement.

"Lumos." Harry said as he took out his wand, and a bright sphere of light appeared at the tip.

And at once they saw Sephiroth, but not the one that they had known on the train.

There was Sephiroth, the one winged angel, passed out on the ground.

Chp 3: Transformation

Sephiroth had started feeling a little sick when he had sat down at the Gryffindor table.

He couldn't make himself eat, not that he needed to. The sensation getting stronger until he finally remembered this feeling. The feeling he had before he was about to revert back to his normal from, which happened whenever he was under pressure or stress.

Sephiroths eyes widened in fear.

He couldn't let this happen in front of everyone; they already didn't trust him. They had all read about his past.

As they all headed towards the Gryffindor common room, he was looking around with wild eyes for a good place to hide as the feeling got stronger. He hadn't noticed Harry, Ron and Hermione stop until Hermione spoke. "Something wrong, Sephiroth." She asked.

His head snapped to the side and he could see his crazed and wild eyes in the reflection of Harry's glasses. As he finally calmed down he replied.

"I'm fine. Just thinking." He said, and then noticed a barricaded black metal door.

'Perfect.' He thought as he felt the sensation once more.

As Hermione, Ron and Harry turned around; he made his way towards the door.

He made quick work of the planks, ripping them off with little effort. He threw the door open and left it there as he ran deeper into the darkness.

He could feel the transformation coming as a 14 foot black angel wing came out of his right shoulder.

His nails dug small ditches in the ground, clenching his hands into fists as he felt his bones shifting, becoming larger and longer.

His hair became even longer than before and the blue of his eyes was engulfed by the green.

He fell to his knees as he felt MAKO course through him once more.

After the transformation, he was no longer the 13 year old that Hogwarts had met.

He was the 20 year old experiment, Sephiroth, the one winged angel.

Then his vision went black.

Chp 4: Explanation

"So this is what Sephiroth really looks like? No wonder they called him the one winged angel." Hermione said as they looked at the silver-haired man and his one black wing.

"We should get him to the hospital wing, he doesn't look to good." Harry said.

With the help of his red-haired friend, Harry and Ron managed to drag the unconscious man to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey gasped at the sight. "What happened?" she asked as Ron and Harry laid Sephiroth on the hospital bed.

Harry explained how he had noticed Sephiroths distress during the Grand Feast, and how Sephiroth had run off and when they found him he was like this. Just then, Professor Snape, McGonagall and the headmaster, Dumbledore, entered the room.

"What are you doing here?" Snape hissed at the trio. Harry glared at the greasy haired professor.

"For your information, Professor, we brought Sephiroth here after he passed out." Harry retorted. Snape was about to snap at him when Albus cut him of. "Thank you very much, Harry, Hermione, Ron." He said, bowing his head to one as he said their names.

"At times like this, it is best that he is brought to us immediately. We knew this was coming but we didn't know when." He said. Madam Pomfrey stood up.

"If so then why did you let him come here? He's a threat to the school!" she shouted in anger. Dumbledore held up his hand to silence her.

"Not if Cloud Strife is here." He said. Hermione gasped.

"No way, you mean it? Cloud Strife is coming to our school because of Sephiroth? You know you are technically placing a hero in the same school as his enemy." She pointed out.

"Yes we are well aware of that, Granger. However; Cloud is the only reason Sephiroth has some control over himself. As long as Cloud is here, Sephiroth will not revert to his original from unless he is under tons of stress or anger." The headmaster explained calmly.

Hermione was still worried, even after they had gotten back to the common room.

Chp 5: New Student from Midgar

"May I please have your attention!" Albus shouted above all the other voices.

The great hall quieted down immediately, all of the students turning to look at him.

"We are pleased to announce that a transfer student from Midgar, a central city far from any other civilization. Please welcome Cloud Strife." He exclaimed.

The hall doors opened and in walked a boy maybe about 2 inches shorter than Sephiroth.

He had pale blond hair that spiked up in a slant and his eyes were a bright glowing blue, wisdom beyond his age showing in their depths.

Whispers filled the hall and as he passed Sephiroth (who was finally back to normal)

He sent the former Supreme General a small smile before walking on.

The Sorting Hat was placed on top of his head and he looked like he was about to burst out laughing when the hat called out, loud and clear: "GRYFFINDOR!"

'Why is he here? What is he doing here? Oh, Ra. I think I'm going insane.' Sephiroth thought as Cloud walked into the room.

'What were they thinking, sending him here? It's only going to make it worse for me.' He looked away from the pale blond, trying to ignore the sensation in his gut.

But he couldn't ignore it forever.

After Cloud sat down next to Harry and the houses were dismissed, Sephiroth ran towards the black metal door he had found before, only to find Cloud standing front of his, blocking him.

"What do you want?" he snarled, his former anger emerging, his eyes turning green.

Cloud didn't move an inch.

"I would like to know why you didn't just join the Lifestream; it would have been much easier than living your life again." He pointed out.

"Wrong." Sephiroth snapped back.

"I wanted this to happen so that I could have as close to a normal life as I could." The silver-haired General said.

Cloud shrugged before stepping to the side.

Sephiroth was shocked and confused at this action but ran into the room anyway, throwing a small "thank you" at the pale-blond before running head long into the comforting darkness of the room.