Atropa Belladonna: Death Note X Harry Potter

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 2: 𝕯𝖆𝖋𝖋𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖑

Light, though popular had zero friends in actual practice. People tended to be shy to approach him, with all his grandeur and good grades and he wasn't inclined to make friends that much. He wouldn't say he was lonely, he just preferred to be alone and communicate with those who matched his intelligence level. Slightly arrogant of him, one might say, but he could care less. He was tired of having to tone his words down to make sense to people. He could still make small talk if someone asked for it, but after leaving the Prefects carriage, they mostly left him alone.

He entered the carriage where he had kept his suitcase, eyebrows rising when he saw the most peculiar boy perched on a seat in a crouch. He had noticed Light as well, and lifted his head up from the Bertie's Every Favour Beans that he had been devouring.

"Ah hello, I found this carriage to be empty, so I had let myself in. The others were too full for my liking. Hope you don't mind."

Even though his obsidian eyes were cool, and his manner betrayed no actual nervousness, Light felt, instinctively that the boy was nervous. It wasn't surprising, most people were nervous of him. He had, however never seen him before, and by his looks, he was sixteen too, his own age. Transfer student then, he realised.

Smiling politely, and pointedly ignoring his lack of etiquette, he sat himself across him and said, "No, it's fine. It's good to have company once in a while, rather than reading in an empty carriage. I haven't seen you here before, you must be new here."

The black haired boy across his nodded, his thumb seeming to press against his mouth, but it was a careless gesture, not a nervous one. Light's eyes narrowed, ever so slightly.

"I am a transfer student from Ilverhorny. Call me Ryuzaki, and you are Light Yagami, I assume?"

Light's eyes narrowed further. It wasn't much to assume that he had known who he say, for to be honest, it would have been surprising if he hadn't known who he was, with the number of people who pointed at him and gasped, "Oh, that's Light Yagami, the topper." It grated on his nerves, but he didn't comment much. His tone implied a sort of arrogance as well. He didn't say that his name was Ryuzaki, he just asked him to call him that. Intended or not, that felt like an order.

However he kept up that smile and nodded.

"So, Ryuzaki, eh? No last name or something?"

The man across him wasn't Japanese even if he had a Japanese name. Adopted, then. But, he claimed to be from Ilverhorny. So, he had spent a part of his life in Japan, then America. Constantly travelling. So, his parents must have a job that forced them to transfer with a moment's notice.

The boy changed to Japanese for no particular reason, or perhaps he had read Light's thoughts. Light shook his head mentally. That wasn't possible. It was very difficult to break through his barrier of Occlumency.

"It's technically Rue Ryuzaki, but I would prefer if you addressed me as such."

Even with his awkward manner and everything, Ryuzaki exuded a certain arrogance. And a certain mystery. In spite of himself, Light found himself getting curious as to his identity.

"Okay then, Ryuzaki."

The boy nodded. Light was desperately trying to figure out how to ask him without sounding suspicious. And to keep the conversation going. Turns out, he didn't actually have to do much.

"So, this is the Hogwarts Express, hmm," Ryuzaki said, looking around with interest. "It is good to experience it for real."

The smile on Light's face felt rather fixed now, so he dropped it, not wanting to look fake.