Harri flicked her tail as she watched Ciel go into the church, carrying a red dress. It was Madam Red's funeral, and Ciel was doing… something. A strange thing.

She, instead of following Sebastian to a carriage full of red rose petals (why was that there in the first place? Seriously, what was the point of it?), was picked up by the scruff of her neck. Meowing in protest, Harri craned her head in an attempt to see who had picked her up.

It was a strange looking old man, with long white hair that covered his face, all black clothes, and a strange looking black hat.

Harri could practically feel the death magic radiating off of him, and was immediately on edge. This old man didn't feel like Death, and yet he did. It was strange, and she wanted to figure out why it was so similar to Death's own magic.

"Heh, don't worry little kitten, I'm not gonna harm you." The creepy old man tilted his head as he regarded her from beneath thick bangs.

Harri narrowed her eyes, not caring that it looked strange as a kitten. He felt familiar, but not, at the same time, if that made sense. She knew what the familiar feel of his soul was, she just couldn't put her finger on it (and it had nothing to do with the fact that she currently didn't have any fingers). Harri twisted around in his grasp so she was facing him instead of turning her head, which had been getting painful.

"Now, what is a human doing as a cat?" He asked, grinning widely (and crazily).

Harri's tail twitched. Now she remembered what the feeling around the old man was. "What's one of Death's servants doing playing crazy old undertaker?" She sassed back, conveniently ignoring the fact that she was a cat and therefore normally nothing but other cats would be able to understand her.

The old man chuckled (read: cackled somewhat quietly) and spoke again. "Then again, you're not human anymore, aren't you?" Yeah, he didn't understand her. Obviously. But the sentiment was certainly still there.

Harry flicked her tail again, perking up slightly. Could he tell her what she was now? Maybe that'd help explain her being stuck in her animagus form.

As if sensing what she was thinking, the old man grinned widely. "I think I'm just going to let you try and figure that out yourself, however." He cackled quietly again and Harri almost scratched him. Bastard.

However, she didn't. Instead, she dropped her head a bit. It had been a long shot anyway. The old man put her down and she headed off to where Sebastian was opening the door to the carriage and causing all the petals to fly into the church.

She rolled her eyes as she used the carriage as a springboard to sit on Sebastian's shoulder. They just had to add the dramatics, didn't they? Of course they did. If there was one thing Harri found out about Sebastian and Ciel over the past week, it was that they enjoyed being a little more dramatic than need be.

Curling up in her regular spot against Sebastian's neck, Harri closed her eyes enough to give the illusion of sleep while still watching all that happened around her. Even if she was currently a kitten, outside of the church, not attending the funeral, and curled up on the shoulder of a nineteenth century demon butler, it was still rude to sleep during a funeral. Harri was many things, but rude was not one of them.

Most times, at least. Sometimes she couldn't help herself, though, if someone was being particularly irritating. But for the majority of the time, Harri had perfect manners and her occasional snarky and sarcastic comments stayed in her head. She had had manners practically drilled into her, after all, the Dursleys didn't want an uncouth idiotic looking girl with them whenever they were forced to take her to fancy dinner or let her attend one of their at-home meetings with businessmen and clients and such.

Anyway, irregardless of where they came from, Harri still wouldn't do something like sleep at a funeral, especially not Madam Red's. She had taken a liking to the woman during the brief time she knew her, even if the madam had been a little… odd. It had rather reminded Harri of when Remus had been attempting to keep his werewolf-ish-ness a secret.

As the funeral came to an end, the little lord and Sebastian headed to the graveyard, stopping at the grave of a woman named Mary Jane Kelly, which Harri knew from history books to be the last canonical victim of Jack the Ripper, meaning the murders after that attributed to the same person were either unrelated or just someone impersonating the serial killer.

There had been only five known victims of the killer (the canonical five), Mary Ann Nichols, Annie Chapman, Elizabeth Stride, Catherine Eddowes, and the previously mentioned Mary Jane Keller.

There had been two murdered prostitutes before the five, from what Harri read, but they had never been confirmed victims. The ones after Keller, though, must have all been either coincidence- unlikely, and Harri didn't believe in such things- or another serial killer (perhaps even multiple) imitating the actual serial killer, which seemed much more likely.

...don't ask why Harri knew so much about Jack the Ripper. Seriously. Just don't.

She had been a morbid child with a fascination in history, specifically times of either high fear, war, plagues/large illness breakouts, or just plain death, okay? Jeez.

Heh, no wonder she had ended up becoming Mistress of Death, what with her obsession with death as a kid.

Oh well. Harri snorted in her mind when the old man claimed that Ciel was kind. She may not know him very well (at all) but even she could tell that Ciel wasn't kind. He did kind things every now and again, but he wasn't necessarily kind himself.

After the old man left, Ciel and Sebastian had a conversation about the lie about Madam Red Ciel had told Undertaker- apparently that was the man's name- and Harri managed to figure out, from the conversation, that Madam Red had been involved heavily in the case somehow (Harri had her suspicions, especially since looking back she knew that butler of hers was also one of Death's servants, just like Undertaker) and that she had died. Her life was just getting more and more interesting every single day she spent around this kid Earl and his demon butler.

That was a sentence Harri had never expected to even think, let alone have it actually apply to her life.

Well, either way, at least she wasn't bored or sitting around and moping. It was a nice change.

The three of them returned to the carriage, and Harri jumped off of Sebastian's shoulder to sit inside of it, as he was the one driving the carriage. She ended up curling on the opposite bench from Ciel, watching him through half-closed eyes. She understood what it was like for a family member to die, and she would keep an eye on him because of that knowledge.

They had been in the carriage for perhaps two hours before it stopped and the door opened. Ciel stood and left the carriage, and Harri followed him out, jumping onto Sebastian's shoulder, which had become her sort of 'go-to' spot.

Oh. Wow.

They were outside of a very large and rather intimidating manor. Well, the little lord certainly lived in style, that was for sure.

Looking around at the gardens, Harri gave an impressed little purr. She certainly wouldn't mind exploring them. They were huge. Those gardens would definitely become a new favorite place of hers, she could already tell just by looking at them.

This was definitely an upgrade compared to her life beforehand, even if she was a pet kitten now.

While she had been admiring the gardens, Sebastian and Ciel had made there way to the manor itself and were heading inside. The entrance hall was, predictably, just as grand as the outside of the manor.

...except for the broken tea set in the corner.

Sebastian and Ciel noticed it too, because Ciel rolled his eyes and informed Sebastian he would be going to his study to work on paperwork then walking up the large double staircase in the back of the room, while Sebastian made his way to the broken glass.

"Mey-Rin!" He called, sweeping the smaller pieces onto the larger ones and then into his hand.

A brownish-red haired girl with ridiculously large round glasses (come on, even hers weren't that bad- at least, before she got her eyes fixed), probably about nineteen or twenty, in a maid outfit and carrying a broom, came out from a hall to the side- probably the hall leading to the kitchen or some such area. "E-er, Mr Sebastian! I can explain, yes I can!"

Sebastian gave her an unimpressed look and Harri almost felt sorry for the girl. That look really made you feel like shit, and it wasn't even aimed at Harri! "It doesn't matter whether or not you can explain, you really need to stop this." He put the broken pieces of china in the dustpan in her hands, brushing off his own hands as he returned them to his side. "Honestly, Mey-Rin, I've told you to be careful when it comes to handling the tea sets multiple times." Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose with his forefinger and thumb. "And this was one of the nicer sets, too. Oh well, I suppose we'll have to buy a new set."

Mey-Rin ducked her head. "I'm sorry Mr Sebastian." She said, before she perked up again. "I'll do better! I promise!" She ran off, making sure not to let any of the already broken china fall.

Sebastian glanced at Harri, who had shifted during the conversation so that she was laying, stomach facing his neck, with her head sort of resting down on his collarbone, and her tail on the other side, flicking back and forth across his shoulder blade. "You won't cause any trouble like this, will you?"

Harri lifted her head slightly to give him an innocent 'who, me?' look, causing him to snort. "At least don't cause too much, alright?" He asked her, and Harri dropped her head back down onto his collarbone while purring, to show her agreement. Sebastian lightly scratched behind her ears as he began to walk around the manor, probably checking to make sure Mey-Rin or one of the other servants (were they all as utter failures as Mey-Rin was? That would be worrying if they were) hadn't broken something else. Turns out there was a broken window, and Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose again. "Will they ever learn?" He muttered to himself rhetorically, sighing and pulling off his gloves, most likely so they wouldn't get dirty from the dirt that also littered the ground, interspersed with the broken glass. After all, it wasn't like he needed to protect his hands- he was a demon, a piece of broken glass would not hurt him. It probably wouldn't even be able to pierce his skin.

Harri would have laughed had she been human. However, she wasn't anymore, so she couldn't. Instead she just looked at all the glass from the window and decided that, demon or not, it would be difficult to fix. Not impossible, certainly, but difficult. Standing up again and giving a small stretch, Harri jumped off Sebastian's shoulder and landed among the glass shards, taking care not to cut her feet. Before Sebastian could pick her up, she flicked her tail multiple times and walked around the shattered pieces, making the small shards that were more of a fine powder reform to become full shards of glass and all the shards reforming the window. The dirt had already flown out of the breaks in the window and settled into one of the flowerbeds.

Nodding to herself in satisfaction, Harri then used the window sill to jump back onto Sebastian's shoulder.

Staring at her, Sebastian blinked multiple times as he absently put his glove ps back on. "You really aren't a normal kitten, are you?"

Purring in amusement, Harri gave a small meow that was meant to be taken as agreement.

I am so sorry that it took so damn long to get this up, but school started back up (I swear to the goddess I am going to stab someone the next time I have like five hours worth of homework), I've been have some major writer's block, and I have a lot of other things on my plate right now. I really just haven't had the time to sit and write. But, I obviously have this done (yay) and hopefully I'll have the next chapter of The Meaning of a Name up by Friday, but no promises!

Here's three little teaser details for it though (maybe I'm evil, maybe I just want you to know what's generally happening in it- who knows? I don't, thants for sure):

It skipped to the beginning of the anime.

The cause of the board game doing whatever the hell it did in the anime is explained for this universe.

Hari's, and by extent the Peverell family's, status is revealed.

Enjoy!

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