Atropa Belladonna: Death Note X Harry Potter

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3: 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖜𝖔𝖔𝖉

Light and Ryuzaki parted ways when they reached Hogwarts. Ryuzaki had to be sorted before sitting down. Light had been intrigued by the man, world-famous detective or not. There was just something about him, which made him interesting to have around. Besides, if he was trusted by Dumbledore as much as he claimed, then he would receive confirmation shortly.

His sister went before him.

"Yagami Sayu."

"HUFFLEPUFF!!!"

She sent him a beaming smile across the hall, which he returned. He only hoped that the teachers wouldn't pressure her too much because she was his sister.

Ryuzaki went next.

"Hideki, Ryuga"

Ryuzaki walked slouched towards the platform for Sorting. So, he had more than one fake name. As expected. Whispers broke across at the admittedly strange and new student. He gave Light a look before the hat sunk down to cover his eyes.

A moment later, it shouted.

"SLYTHERIN!"

Admist shocked whispers, Ryuzaki flopped down beside Light, knees drawn up in that strange posture from before. Having grown accustomed to it, Light did not comment, but the frenzied whispering grew louder and louder, until Light felt like he had to say something when Dumbledore stood up and a hush fell over the entire hall.

Light's eyes were immediately drawn towards his left hand. It looked burnt, and if all the spells that he had read up on way true, then it was probably cursed. It looked extremely bad, however Dumbledore spoke with his unaffected voice.

"There would be much time for talking after eating. Now, fill up."

He sat down and neatly swept his beard back to avoid getting it in his face. Ryuzaki viewed the dinner with a blank look of distaste.

Spearing a piece of meat onto his fork, Light asked him, "What, not sweet enough for your liking?"

"No."

Whispers broke out yet again at their interaction. As much as he would have loved to ignore them, they made way into his ears and it was all he could do to not snap.

"Merlin's Beard, that weird boy is talking to Prefect Yagami."

"Oh my, they look like they are friends."

"What is this vagabond doing with our handsome boy?"

"The new boy looks pretty handsome as well. Ryuga Hideki, wasn't that his name?"

Light may or may not have slammed down his knife with excessive force, but the whispers quieted. Ryuzaki wasn't paying any attention to them, it seemed. But to an observer as keen as Light, he looked a little stiff. Social anxiety. Expected.

Being a Slytherin during these dark times was incredibly difficult. As much as Light and the rest tried to tell the other houses that they weren't Death Eaters or affiliated with the Dark Lord, they wouldn't believe them. Which is basically why the Slytherins had banded together to not get hurt. The empty seat of Professor Snape didn't go unnoticed by most. After Light's interruption, his house began wondering about that.

Professor Snape had been a good teacher and Light and the Sixth Years had been looking forward to learning Advanced Potions from him. He sighed. He had noticed the black banner before. It didn't take much to put two and two together. An unpleasant knot formed in his stomach.

"You are right on that," Ryuzaki muttered, taking a donut as the desert came.

Light looked at him, not entirely shocked. As much as he would rather believe otherwise, logic dictated that out of the equation. He looked back at the table and spotted a portly looking Professor and another empty seat.