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CHAPTER ONE: THE BET

Konzeon Botatsu looked over at the English God as she raised the glass to her lips. "Do you want to make a bet?" she asked.

The English God looked back at her and nodded. "I would like nothing better."

Thousands of miles away a group of four sneezed, and one raven haired boy tossed in his sleep, as the feeling of foreboding tapped their shoulder.

...

The next day, Goku woke with a bad feeling prodding at his gut. He looked over at Sanzo, and choked. The familiar figure and safety of the adult priest was replaced by the unfamiliar form of a child. A twleve year old child, in fact. In desperation he looked over at Hakkai and Goyji and saw that they too were in the form of children.

"Sanzo, Sanzo, Wake up!" he yelled, shaking the priest's shoulders.

"Damn Monkey, what is it?" He asked irritably. "Huh?" Sanzo looked down at his smaller than usual hands, then at the rest of his child sized body. "Shit!"

His exclaimation had woken up their other companions, and amid the swearing, an envelope appeared, dropping softly onto Sanzo's lap. On it, written in fancy script, said Konzen and Company. The group looked at it, and groaned. Only one person they knew called Sanzo Konzen, and that it meant that it wasn't going to be pretty. He tore it open, and the paper came out easily.

Dear Konzen and Company,

I have made a bet that you will save the wiszarding universe before their hero does, so I am stakng my name on your success. Please go to Hogwarts School of Wtichcraft and Wizardry, so you can save the world first. Someone will arrive to pick you up shortly. And by the way, if you fail to win, I will leave you in the bodies of eleven year olds for the rest of your life, as well as leave you there.

Sincerely,

Konzeon Botatsu

The group could only stare blankly at the message for a moment, before a new round of swearing opened up. There was a knock at the door, while they argued about what to do, and Hakkai opened it.

An old lady with a tight gray bun, and high buttoned black dress and robes entered the room. "Hello," she said, "I am Professor McGonagall. I am here at the request of the headmaster to see that you have everything you need to start this semester. I assume you have received your acceptance letters?"

The company looked at each other. "What letters?" Goku asked curiously.

Professor McGonagall frowned. "You should have received a letter stating your acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mr. Son. Are you four saying that you haven't gotten the letter yet?"

Again, the four looked at each other blankly. "If we had, do you think that we would be askin'" Gojyo replied sarcastically.

The older lady looked affronted. "I was sent here so you could pick up your things, not to explain the situation to you."

Sanzo spoke up. "You don't need to explain anything to these idiots; we have a fair idea on what's going on. Do you have a list, so we can get the things we need?"

Professor McGonagall looked at the boy who spoke. He had blonde hair that brushed his shoulders, and purple eyes. She was surprised that he could speak with such authority at such a young age. He would be a good addition to her Gryffindor House. She sighed. "You're going to be starting a year later than the others, " she explained, "So we are going to have to get you the books for first years and second years. You'll have three months to learn the material for the first years. If you don't manage to at least get a grip on that material, you will find it hard to keep up with the second years."

Sanzo gave a long suffering sigh. "Can we even teach those idiots that much material in such a short time?" he asked Hakkai.

"Hey!" Gojyo and Goku yelled in unison, while Hakkai answered without acknowledging the other two, "They might be able to manage. Well, maybe not Goku, but I'm sure we can help him keep up."

Sanzo snorted.

Professor McGonagall stared at the interaction between the four, and wondered if that was normal for children their age. They seemed awfully close. She decided not to ask. "We are leaving now. Here is a copy of the list of materials you will need." She said, handing each 'child' a list.

SECOND-YEAR STUDENTS WILL REQUIRE:

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2

By Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockheart

Gadding With Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockheart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockheart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockheart

Voyages with Vampiresby Gilderoy Lockheart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockheart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockheart

The other list was for first years was similar, but didn't pull their attention like the second years. Who the hell was Gilderoy Lockheart?

...

Two months later, the unfortunate four found themselves in Diagon Alley, where they had already gotten their wands and other materials, and were currently heading to Flourish and Blotts to pick up their second year books. They had already received the first year books a couple months ago, when they first met the professor, so they could have the most time to learn the material in time for term. And they did have a good grasp of it, Sanzo and Hakkai had more understanding of the subject then those who were there.

When they finally arrived at the bookstore, following behind a frazzled Professor McGonagall, they were shocked to see it full to overfilling. When they got near enough, a banner caught their attention proclaiming GILDEROY LOCKHEART will be signing copies of his autobiography MAGICAL ME today 12:30 P.M. to 4:30 P.M.

Sanzo, Gojyo, Hakkai, and Goku looked at each other in confusion. Wasn't that the person who had written so many books on their list.

"Oh yes." Professor McGonagall sniffed, when she saw the sign, "This is going to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. How he got that job I'll never know," she muttered.

They soon saw why, when a golden haired man came into view, seated at a table with pictures of him surrounding said table, all winking with perfect smiles. The actual one was wearing robes of forget-me-not blue that matched his eyes, and his wizard hat sitting on his head at an angle on his shining head. Gojyo chocked at the sight. "Who's the weirdo?" he asked.

Sanzo sighed. With the store this crowded, they were never going to get their books.
"Professor," he asked, "do you think that perhaps our books could be delivered at a later date so we won't have to deal with the crowd? That fool is giving me a headache with all his chatter."
Professor McGonagall agreed immediately, knowing the feeling. "Of course," she replied, "I will have your things sent to you. Term starts in a month."

And without further ado, she brought the company back to the rooms they had apparently been provided with by Botatsu, and left.

A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so I hope that it's okay... Please Review! For now, the characters might be out of character, but I hope that I can grasp them better as I write more. Please review and give feedback!