Alright yay! My first story! I noticed there wasn't too many of these arrounndd sooo, I'm starting my own serious! Yyayyyyyyyy

I don't own anything, if I did, I'd be rich and probably making up quite a few extra parts to Black Butler. Let's say…good old yaoi perhaps? Oh well. Pairings are obviously cielxsebby. I might through in some dracoxciel or harryxciel

Story start

It was so warm…so pleasant, that silence in which the boy rested in. Light poured through the once dark room, its inhabitant groaning softly at the displeasure of light beating down on his sensitive eyelids. A low chuckle erupted from the window, crimson eyes peering down at the disheveled boy. Deep blue orbs fluttered open, narrowed at the sight of the older male chuckling in the corner.

"Sebastian…" The girlish voice muttered, as the taller figure made his way over to the half-asleep preteen. A gentle hand ran over the soft cheek, as weary eyes lit up with sudden shock. "W…what are you doing?" The small voice snapped softly. A sly chuckle was his response.

"Nothing, Ciel," the voice purred, the coy smile exchanged for a bright blush over the porcelain cheeks. A small hand slapped the larger one away, as the older man snickered softly. How shy Ciel was acting…was this weakness?

"Sebastian…" Ciel said softly, blue hues glancing up into smoldered crimson ones.

"What would you like for breakfast this morning?" Sebastian asked Ciel looked off lazily in thought. After a small yawn, he reopened his dazzling eyes to gaze at the others once more.

"I would enjoy scones, perhaps chocolate today?" Sebastian nodded, the smirk never leaving his lips. "As for tea, I would like the usual, Earl Grey."

"But of course, my dear. Oh, while I am preparing your breakfast, a letter addressed to you came in the mail." Sebastian told him, as the other blinked.

"A letter? My my, I haven't received once since the 1800s." He murmured softly, receiving a low chuckle.

"I'll be back soon then." The younger one nodded meekly, unfolding the letter to see who had written to him. His eyebrow arched at the title.

Hogwarts School of Magic and Wizardry

Dear Mr. Phantomhive and Michealis

It has come to my attention that we are in need of a Defense against the Dark Arts teacher; I was hoping that Mr. Michealis could be our new teacher. As for you, Mr. Phantomhive, we would love if you could attend our school. I would prefer if you owl us a response.

Albus Dumbledore.

The teal-haired boy scowled at the letter. Was this a prank? Did they really think they could fool a demon such as himself? Although…How did they possibly think they could trick Ciel Phantomhive? Oh yeah…his title didn't matter anymore. The boy sighed softly, turning his head away from the letter to glance at Sebastian, who was bringing up breakfast. The second his food was lowered onto his lap, he threw the letter at Sebastian. The demon blinked, catching the letter and quickly read it.

Ciel seemed a bit angry, making the older man chuckle. Ciel sent a glare in his way, eyebrow twitching. "Well my lord, it seems that this "Dumbledore" wants me to work for him. I'm rather interested…" Ciel only snorted as response.

"How can you honestly believe all this bull?" Ciel asked him, sipping his morning tea. "Besides Sebastian, whether I am a demon or not, you still work for me." The older male only chuckled and nodded. "Although…if this magic does indeed exist…" Teal-grey eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"Let's give it a shot, shall we?" Sebastian asked, a hand outstretched to his young master, a smirk on his lips. The younger boy only smirked, laying a hand on top of the larger one.

"Sebastian, I order you to take that job, but do not forget about your first priority." Crimson eyes gleamed ruby red.

"Yes, My lord."

Deep blue eyes gazed over Platforms 9 and 10, wondering where platform 9 ¾ was. They had already gone through hell at Daigon ally, leading Ciel to be completely baffled at the magic. Sebastian chuckled, motioning to a group of young redheaded wizards, who simply ran through a brick wall. Ciel's small mouth gaped, watching them in shock. His shock only gained an amused chuckle from his guardian. Sebastian led him through the brick wall, a hand wrapped around the boy's waist. Ciel didn't seem to mind it. When people turned to stare, he shut them up with a sharp glare.

"This way, let's not get left behind now." Sebastian mused, helping the boy onto the train, before leading him to the very back for a seat. They opened the compartment, as Ciel took a seat close to the window. Sebastian hoisted their bags and suitcases on the carrier above, before plopping down beside his little lord.

"Do you know anything about this school at all?" Ciel asked, leaning a porcelain cheek onto a fragile palm. The dark haired man only nodded, before beginning to explain a bit about the magical word. Ciel was even a bit intrigued, asking questions every now and then.

"Sebastian…" The boy muttered softly, leaning on his "guardians" side. An arm wrapped around his waist, tugging him closer.

"Yes, my lord?" The demon responded, the hand gently massaging the boys side. Hazy blue eyes fluttered closed.

"I'm…tired…" Ciel murmured, before slipping into a light sleep. The action made Sebastian chuckle softly, shaking his head.

"How sloppy."

"My lo—Ciel, we are here," Came a soft voice, making the small teal-grey haired boy moan softly in irritation.

Blue orbs hesitantly cracked open, as the boy sat up from his spot on the demons lap, standing to stretch his sleepy muscles. Sebastian took this time to remove their luggage, Ciel following him off of the train. He heard a few people even mutter his name, making a perfectly shaped eyebrow curve upwards, his seashell lips pursing together in thought. Indeed he had resurrected his company from the dead, back to selling the now world-famous toys and candies, and even sweets. He was still about shocked at having people talk about him, which hasn't happened since he was still human.

He nearly jumped out of his blue shorts upon seeing the hideous magical creature known as Thestrals. Sebastian gave him a small smile, hoisting the under-grown body onto the carriage. "W-what are they, Sebastian?" He asked the older man, frowning.

"They are known as "Threstrals", Ciel" he almost flinched, not accustomed to the demon calling him by his first name. "It would seem only those who have seen death can actually see one. Otherwise they are invisible to the human eye." The little lord nodded slightly, leaning his still exhausted body onto that of his soon-to-be Dark Arts teacher. A few more people climbed onto the carriage, throwing odd looks at the half-asleep child, and the devilishly handsome older man.

One had bushy red hair, a girl as it would seem. Another was just a freckled red-head, nervous looking. The other was a shaggy haired boy, with circular glasses. There seemed to be a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, under that mess of shaggy black hair. Sebastian sent a smirk in their direction, a pleasant one. Ciel meekly looked at him through his half open eyes. He might have been mistaken for a shy little boy, hiding behind his guardian. He gave a small yawn, ready to go back to sleep.

"Now now, little king, we mustn't fall asleep now." Sebastian chastised his little lord, earning a rude grunt, and a small glare from Ciel.

Now that the boat has stopped, Sebastian took the time getting out, picking up the light boy on his way. The other three only stared, probably wondering why on earth a grown man was carrying the boy.

Ciel's POV

He was sitting beside Sebastian, eyeing the lot with two beautiful blue eyes. He was offered to sit with the "first years" but he instantly denied. He told them he couldn't bear to part with his precious guardian. They smiled and nodded. When Ciel turned his gaze to the school, almost all eyes were on him. His lips twitched in a smirk, he seemed to have an eye for attention. He could already hear their thoughts and laughs softly, gaining Sebastian's attention. What had made the teenager so amused?

Ciel had a slight, mischievous smirk on his lips, especially when he heard the lady in green call his name. Standing from his guardian's side, he made his way over, finally allowing the school to his clothes. Very formal, as he was a man to dress up.

His clothes consisted of knee long black shorts, along with a white button up shirt. There were socks trailing up to his knees, right below his kneecaps. His shoes were one of his older dress shoes, heels and all. Let's not forget the dark blue ribbon around his neck. He looked rather important and sophisticated.

The green-dressed woman watched him with a weary smile, as he hoisted his short body onto the rather tall chair. The old hat was now securely on his head, as he winced, hearing its deep, raspy voice drawl out his name.

"Ciiieelll Phantomhive, eh? Never had one of you before, ahh I see…you've been through a lot…my my what is this?" People leaned in curiously, wondering how on earth a boy /that/ young could have been through so much already. "Hmm…now where to put you…You've got quite a bit of courage, excessively bright beyond your years…not very friendly however…very polite indeed…I'm sure you've had years to practice, haven't you? I think the best choice is…SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted, making the boy agitated, the annoying voice ringing in his over-sensitive ears.

He set the hat down, eyeing the Slytherin table wearily, before glancing at Sebastian. The demon only smiled, motioning his head to the table. Taking that as a sign they would meet up again later, Ciel made his way to the table, his usual scowl on his childish features. He sat down next to a platinum blond male, who seemed much too interested in him. He merely sneered at him, before glaring at his plate. They were now allowed to talk and eat, though he dared not serve himself. He only waited patiently for the feast to come to an end, not that hungry to begin with.

"All first years, follow me," came a voice, as his head snapped up to look at the head boy of the house of Slytherin. Ciel only sat there, as many gave him odd stares. Their stares snapped to gaze at their new proclaimed Dark Arts teacher.

"Now then, my little king, shall we get to bed?" The sly figure purred, as a few girls giggled. Ciel took Sebastian's outstretched hand, allowing the male to pull him up.

"Indeed," came the response, as he swept past the lot, following his dear guardian to their new room. Sebastian glanced down at the younger male, seeing the tell-tale smirk playing on those luscious lips.

"My lord?" Sebastian questioned, unlocking the room to their new dorm. Ciel closed his eyes for a slight second, before allowing them to flutter open.

"I think these next few years are going to be quite fun, Sebastian."

Yayy! First chapter, did you guys like it? I'd love some reviews and/or ideas for the next one!