Chapter 1

Ciel Phantomhive... Welcome to Hogwarts!

Harry's POV

"Harry dear! Get Ron up would you?" I looked around, remembering that I wasn't at the Dursley house, but at the Weasly's house. I smiled and flopped out of bed. "Ron. Get up." I smacked the bed frame of the top bunk.

"Mehhhh..." Ron groaned and looked over the side. "Harryyyy! It's too early." he whined.

"Come on." I got dressed and trotted down stairs.

"There you are, boys. Here's your letters." she handed us Hogwarts envelopes. I looked inside mine to find this year's school supply list. I can't believe it's only one week 'till we can go back to Hogwarts.

"Harry, who do you think is the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year?" Ron asked.

"I dunno, not Lockheart, that's for sure."

A week later, we arrived at King's Cross station. Nearby, we saw Hermione and waved her over.

"Hi Harry! Hi Ron!" she ran over. "Excited for the new school year?"

We nodded, and started towards the platform.

"They're joking right?" we heard someone say. "There's no platform 93/4 here. What are they trying to pull?"

I looked around and saw a boy with blue-gray hair and an eye patch scowling at his train ticket. Nodding at Ron and Hermione, we walked over. "Are you new?" I asked.

The kid looked at me. "Sorry, what?" He didn't seem very friendly.

"You've never been to Hogwarts before have you?" asked Hermione. She smiled. "Don't worry, we can show you in."

He nodded. "Sebastian." he said and behind him stood a tall, raven-haired man carrying his luggage cart. I don't know how I missed him before.

"Yes, my Lord." he smiled and walked behind him.

We showed them the way to the platform. "You just run right through." I said.

"Won't people notice?" the boy asked.

"You'd think so, but there's never been any trouble." shrugged Ron.

Hermione and Ron went first, jogging through the barrier with their carts. I expected the boy to be shocked, but his expression never changed. The man next to him, however, looked almost amused.

"If you're nervous, you may want to-" But before I could finish, the two simply walked straight through. "Huh." I muttered and went through myself.

Ciel's POV

After getting through the barrier, Sebastian and I boarded the train.

We sat in an empty room as the train started off. Soon, however, the three kids from before showed up.

"Oh, hello again." the girl smiled. "May we? Everywhere else is full."

I nodded, shifting to the side so I sat opposite Sebastian.

"So, what's your name?" asked the red-haired boy. I sighed, realizing I would get no peace and quiet on this train.

"Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive. And this is my butler, Sebastian." He smiled, but I couldn't care less of them.

"I'm Ron Weasly, this is Hermione Granger and Harry Potter." the red-head said.

I nodded, then looked out the window, trying to give them a hint I didn't want to be bothered. However, they must all have the IQ of a doorknob, because they insisted I join in their conversations.

Night started falling and we all decided to take a nap before reaching the school. I was rather happy, since sleep got those three to shut up. Honestly, how annoying could you be? Especially that Ron. He kept going on and on about something called Quittich and the different teams. I was ready to blast him out of the train, but I would most likely get expelled.

Just as I was dosing off, the train suddenly lurched to a stop.

"What? We can't be there yet." said Hermione, looking past me out the window.

"Shall I go see what the trouble is, my Lord?" asked Sebastian. I waved him off.

"No, no, it's probably nothing." I muttered. This was getting ridiculous. Fate must really despise me.

Just then, a chill swept through the train. Kids were murmuring through the train, poking their heads out to see what was going on.

Then it got creepily quiet. The chill got colder and I heard something moving outside the door. Ron started whimpering in the corner. I began to like him less and less.

The door started to slide open slowly. Wait, wasn't it locked? A dead looking hand opened the door, and a figure draped in ragged cloth materialized in the doorway. The chill swept over me tenfold and images of people slammed into my head. Lizzy, Mother, Father, the servants, Prince Soma. They were all gone now, and pushed out of my head for decades, but now their ghosts haunted me, nearby I heard a thud and vaguely thought, Someone died. My eyes were closed and my head started to get heavy. A cry of "Expecto Patronom!" and a flash of bright blue light registered.

What felt like hours later, I opened my eyes. I saw Harry unconscious on the floor (oh, he just passed out, not died.), his friends huddled around him and Sebastian rummaging through his luggage.. Wiping the sweat off my forehead, I regained my composure.

"Sebastian, what happened?" I asked.

Without taking his head from his trunk, Sebastian mumbled, "A dementor. They feed off fear and sorrow of a person's past." He sat up, holding a brown paper bag. "Mr. Potter here seems to have been the most affected, but you came in a close second, my Lord." He opened the bag and the smell seemed somehow familiar.

"Is that...?" I looked over at him and he grinned.

"Curry Buns." he said as he handed us each a bun. I ate it and warmth spread through my body. The other two seemed to brighten as well.

"Sir, what is this?" Hermione asked.

Sebastian smiled and said, "A Curry Bun. I developed it a while ago, with my young master's help." He handed one to Harry as he began to wake up. "The chocolate is counteracting the fear." he continued. Harry ate the bun and looked around at his us. "Who screamed?" he asked.

Hermione looked puzzled. "No one screamed Harry. I don't think anyone was affected like you."

Sebastian stood up and moved towards the door. "I'm going to check with the conductor about the incident. Also, we'll be arriving soon so I suggest you change into your uniforms." He poked his head back in. "And Harry," Harry looked up. "You had better eat that." and with that he left.

I sighed. Trust Sebastian to bring Curry Buns to a wizard school. And trust fate to have us need them.

Harry's POV

After passing through the doors to the dining hall, we sat down at the Gryffindor table, where everyone was discussing the dementor incident.

The Sorting Hat sang it's song and began to sort students. There were several new Gryffindors.

"Harry, look. Isn't that Ciel?" Ron said and I looked over at the line. Sure enough, as they reached P on the list, Ciel walked up to the stool. However, it didn't take the Hat long to figure out his house. As a matter of fact, the sorting hat didn't even touch his head before yelling, "SLYTHERIN!"

"Huh. He didn't seem that bad." muttered Ron as Ciel walked over and sat down near Malfoy. Poor kid.

"Hey, isn't that Mr. Sebastian?" Hermione said, nodding at the teacher's table.

She was right. Sitting at the table by Professor Flitwick on the right was Ciel's butler. Well, apparently, he wasn't just a butler.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, and everyone got quiet. "I would like to welcome our first years, and our new third year." he glanced over at the Slytherin table. "Also, I would like to welcome Professor Sebastian Michaelis, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." he gestured towards Sebastian, who stood up and bowed as the dining hall clapped respectfully. He sat down as Dumbledore continued, but I was too awestruck to pay attention.

Ciel's butler was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? I looked over at Ron and Hermione, who had similar expressions. I glanced at Snape, who had his gaze trained on Sebastian, who in turn, was casually smiling back. However, it was plain to see Snape hated Sebastian. I wondered why, but I supposed it was because he got the D.A.D.A job instead of Snape.

Ron scoffed and I looked over at the Slytherin table. Malfoy was putting on some kind of act. Then I realized he was imitating me fainting. I looked back over at my plate.

"Ignore him, Harry." Hermione said. I knew she was right, but why did the dementors only affect me that much?