Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Vampire Knight or Final Fantasy if I did I would be rich and not care whether I flunked out of school or not.

Okay to Raaka the Fox Demon thank you for your review and to answer your first question Harry/Hiro is about 5'4 with his usual bird's nest of raven black hair and jewel green eyes with pale skin. Dudley/Daisuke has a muscular build instead of being fat and is about 5'11" with dirty blond hair and slightly tanner skin than Harry/Hiro. Your second question will be answered in this chapter and please please don't come after me I was good and updated like you said. *hides under the bed in fear*

To everyone else thank you for your reviews and for being patient with me especially yamiyugi23 your review made me laugh

Unfortunately school is starting and I don't know when I'll get a chance to update again so it might be a while *hides from Raaka the Fox Demon*

Now on to the chapter

At 11:43 am in Cross Academy

It had been two days since Hiro and his older cousin Daisuke started attending Cross Academy. And in those two days Hiro learned a very valuable lesson. Never underestimate the power of fangirls. They were a menace to male society and had him afraid to stray too far from teachers, even though the teachers gave him funny looks (perverts). And Daisuke didn't do anything to help him; in fact, the blond git used the opportunity to chat up the girls who would mob Hiro. The only time Daisuke helped was when he didn't need help, honestly what was the blond thinking threatening all of the guys who offered to save Hiro from the fangirls. He even threatened Headmaster Cross who had offered to let Hiro hide in his office when the fangirls chased the poor green eyed boy.

"Okay class can anyone tell me the answer to this problem?" Hiro was startled out of his reflections at the teacher's, Mr. Takeda if he remembered correctly, question. Mr. Takeda was in his mid thirties and taught Algebra I to the Day Class; he also helped hide Hiro from rabid fangirls. However, Daisuke hated the man for some reason and before Mr. Takeda could actually talk to Hiro after saving the adorable boy from fangirls, Daisuke would whisk the younger boy off to somewhere far from the man's classroom. But as of right now all Daisuke could do was glare at the man until the bell rang signaling the end of class. Hiro sighed at his cousin's odd behavior. Ever since the meeting with Headmaster Cross, who Daisuke still wouldn't let near Hiro, the blond had been scaring off any and all of the guys in the Day Class. Now Hiro's only hope for a friend who wasn't possibly one of the fangirls, who wanted to only God knows what to the poor green eyes teen, was the exclusive Night Class students. Only two days at Cross Academy and Hiro was already ready to go back home and hide in his room forever.

"Anyone?" the Mr. Takeda again interrupted Hiro's mental musings. The man turned around from the problem he had written on the chalk board to face the class and a tick mark appeared on his forehead as he spotted something, or rather someone. The class was silent as the teacher marched up the aisle to his unsuspecting victim. He grabbed a book and held it next to the poor girl's head and yelled at her as he dropped the book, "Cross you have detention! My class is not for sleeping, as a prefect I am sorely disappointed with you! You are supposed to set an example for your class mates, how you became a prefect is beyond me."

Yuki Cross, the headmaster's adopted daughter and the girl sleeping barely even flinched at the sudden disturbance and ranting, which caused Mr. Takeda to become even more pissed. He ranted at the poor girl who seemed like she wouldn't wake even for the apocalypse until the bell signaled class was over.

Hiro watched interestedly as a clueless Yuki woke at the sound of the bell and was faced with a raving algebra teacher, and she promptly asked what was wrong in the sweetest and most innocent voice Hiro had ever heard (he's never heard himself obviously) and Mr. Takeda turned an interesting shade of red before promptly falling over, presumably, dead.

Hiro watched as many of the students simply shrugged and left the classroom without a second glance at the prone body of their algebra teacher. He glanced at Daisuke who had a satisfied smirk on his face and sweat dropped.

"Dai you didn't do anything did you?" Hiro asked suspiciously. Several girls were snapping pictures of him unbeknownst to the oblivious teen.

"Moi? Of course not, it was all Cross' doing, I just sat and enjoyed the show," good riddance pervert the older blond thought as he grabbed his stuff and walked over to the groggy Yuki who had yet to move from in front of where the teacher collapsed.

"Thanks a bunch Cross, you saved me the trouble of getting rid of him myself," Daisuke clapped the girl on the back smiling happily.

Hiro frowned at his cousin disapprovingly, "Daisuke, you shouldn't say things like that!"

"You should be more worried about getting to lunch before the line gets too long," one of the girls butted in coming up to them. Her name was Lori Elfman and she had volunteered to let the cousins shadow her for their first few days. She was the one of the only girls in the Day Class who hadn't gone fangirl on Hiro, though he had his suspicions that she just had more control than her peers. The other two he hadn't met yet, were Yori and Yuki, mainly because Yori kept to herself and Yuki, like her counterpart Zero, who Daisuke wouldn't let within 100 yards of Hiro, was always sleeping as far as the cousins could tell.

"Hm okay, come on Hiro let's go I'm starving," Daisuke said. So without much further adieu they grabbed their stuff and stepped over the body of Mr. Takeda like the rest of the class. The poor man (pervert) didn't regain consciousness and when the night class came by, they drained poor Mr. Takeda (pervert) of all his blood. Needless to say the Day Class had a new algebra teacher the next day and were told that their previous teacher died of a heart attack. No one cared. (Just kidding I couldn't resist putting that, I hate algebra)

"So, does Cross sleep like that a lot?" Daisuke asked curiously as their self appointed guide Lori led them to the cafeteria. He wanted Hiro to forget about that Mr. Takeda or whatever the old pervert's name was.

"Oh yeah, her and Kiryu are always sleeping, and they're both prefects, so they can get out of the detentions, it's not fair," someone, a boy with sandy brown hair complained from Lori's right. Daisuke moved to stand in front the boy and Hiro. No pervert was gonna get through on his watch, even if they hadn't shown perverted tendencies yet. Maybe he should look into getting some sort of pervert shield for dear baby cousin.

"Come now, they stay up later than anyone else, Yuki doesn't get back to the dorms most nights, or rather mornings until 3:00am,"Lori said in Yuki and Zero's defense.

"That's because Cross is too busy flirting with Kaname-sama!" another girl exclaimed. Hiro thought she was one of the girls who attacked him yesterday and shuddered in pity at whoever this Kaname-sama was.

"Who's Kaname-sama?" Hiro asked unable to resist finding out who the other poor soul who had to put up with fangirls was. He didn't know that he had tilted his head to the side (as he has a habit of doing) making him look like a curious and adorable little kitten. All of the girls nearby squealed even Lori.

"KAWAII!" All of the guys clamped their ears shut at the glass shattering squeals; even the night class students across campus could hear the fangirls' squeal.

Kaname wondered if he should go to class today or not, in fact, many of the male vampires also considered skipping.

After the fangirls calmed down somewhat (started gossiping and plotting ways of getting Hiro and Kaname together in normal voices) Lori told Hiro and Daisuke that Kaname Kuran was ther president of the Night Class, which only accepted the most elite students, and that he was the most gorgeous man alive.

"So why did some of the girls who jumped me yesterday say he and I should get together if he's a guy and I'm a guy?" Hiro asked, and before the fangirls could squeal again Daisuke interrupted.

"You don't need to know baby cousin and they will not tell you," he added a glare at any girl nearby for good measure. Hiro pouted at his cousin, but didn't question him…yet.

Lori was about to say something, but changed her mind as she did a double take and asked, "weren't your eyes blue yesterday Daisuke, why are they purple today?"

"Hm Oh I have colored contacts and I like changing them out every once in a while," he said without breaking stride.

But Hiro did, the smaller boy stumbled a bit and Daisuke caught him. Hiro knew his cousin had just lied. The real reason he wore colored contacts was because of him.

After Petunia had been murdered several months ago things changed a lot for a then Harry and Dudley. They were taken in by an Agent Thomas Maxwell who placed them in the witness protected program that sent them to Japan where they had inherited an estate from their grandparents. Although being across continent kept Hiro physically safe from his demons physically, he was still tortured by them mentally. Daisuke knew this, and his way of helping Hiro be safe from horrid memories was to change everything that reminded the younger boy about the man who hurt them. The blond had them change their names and he himself decided to change his appearance. Daisuke started by dying his hair more blond than it was and worked out and followed a diet that led to his current muscular and healthy weight. To finish it up he got colored contacts so that Hiro never had to be reminded of Vernon Dursley's beady black eyes. And frankly Daisuke hated to be reminded of the eyes of the man who murdered his mother.

Hiro was shaken from his thoughts again by Daisuke who announced jovially that he would get them some food with Lori. The smaller boy gulped, Daisuke had just left him alone in a room full of fangirls. Hiro did the only thing he could think of; he ran for the closest exit and promptly bumped into a solid wall. The fifteen year old landed on his butt and he looked up at the wall, which wasn't actually a wall. It was a very annoyed Zero Kiryu whose glares scared off all of the fangirls who had begun to chase Hiro.

"Er um heh heh sorry bout that um," the smaller boy started, but Zero just grunted and walked towards the lunch line. Hiro sighed in relief at the adverted crisis, that guy set off his danger senses, but then he sensed the hungry stares of fangirls and gulped praying for help forgetting all about the funny feeling he got from Zero Kiryu.

"Hiro there you are, you were supposed to save seats!" the ex-wizard's prayers were answered in the form of Daisuke and Lori who had trays of food.

"Thank God! And sorry Dai, had a bit of a problem is all," he replied in relief at the slight protection of his older cousin, even if it would be gone the moment Daisuke started flirting with the girls out to get the smaller boy.

"What, did you forget where the tables were or something?" the blond joked, but his purple eyes betrayed his worry for the smaller teen. Had Hiro had a flashback or something? It had happened before.

The three found a table quick enough and several of Lori's friends joined them (and suck pictures of Hiro, only God knew what they were gonna use the pictures for).

"So Hiro, Daisuke do you two have any girls back home in England sending you chocolate?" Lori asked when the conversation turned to Valentine's Day which was the next day.

"Huh? Why would a girl send us chocolate?" Daisuke asked curiously. Hiro too was curious as to the girl's question.

"Well girl's are supposed to give chocolate to the guys that they like on Valentine's Day, didn't you know that?" one of Lori's friends answered. Hiro thought her name was Sayu or something like that.

"Um no in England it's the guys who give the chocolate, why do the girls give chocolate here?" Daisuke asked confused. The girls were stumped at that.

"…"

"Tradition?" one of them said uncertainly.

"Okay," Hiro said, as if that explained everything, which it probably did. Daisuke still looked confused though.

"So who are you girls giving chocolate to?" the blond asked and Hiro hit him upside the head.

"Idiot, that's personal!"

"Oh that's okay Hiro, most of us are giving chocolate to the boys in the Night Class tomorrow during the special exchange," Lori answered unconcerned about the rudeness of Daisuke's question.

"Special Exchange?"

"Yeah normally we Day Class students aren't allowed near the Night Class,"

"Though that won't stop us!" someone interrupted.

Lori glared at the offender before continuing, "But on Valentine's Headmaster Cross makes and exception so that the girls in the Day Class who want to give chocolate to the boys in the Night Class-"

"Or the other way around!" one of the few boys at the table shouted. Lori glared at him too.

"So we can give our chocolate to the Night Class without getting into trouble!" Lori finished quickly before anyone else could interrupt her.

"Wow, sounds interesting, can we go?"Daisuke asked excitedly. Ever since he had of the Night Class he had wanted to see them.

"I don't see why not," Lori answered.

"Great, Hiro we finally get see the so called Night Class!" Daisuke probably only wanted to see if the girls were as hot as the rumors said. Well Hiro couldn't deny that he was curious about the 'elite' Night Class too. Valentine's Day seemed like it would be interesting this year.

Wow I think that was my longest chapter ever, anyway see I updated now you guys don't have to come after me see look up there to all the nice little words. :)

Anyway I hoped you enjoyed and please review, it makes me incrediblt happy.

Until next time.