Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Naruto because if I did things would probably go A LOT differently. Plus I'm not Japanese and I'm not that good at drawing.

(forgot to mention that the disclaimer goes for Harry Potter too. Ms. Rowling owns that one, and not me unfortunately.)

All right whiners. My daily dose of sadism is out of my system and have now returned to graciously bless you with the creation of the next chapter.

Yeah.

Anyway, enjoy!

"English speech"

"Japanese speech"

'thoughts'

My name is Inigo Montoya.

You killed my father.

Prepare to die.

-Princess Bride

Chapter 12: Conflictable Composition

Kakashi sighed as he packed up the last of his things. The past couple of days that he spent in Diagon Alley had been interesting and he was a little reluctant to leave. Especially now, since he had to go to some stuffy castle, but it was best to leave while things were still good. At least that's what he always believed.

'It'll be nice to see sensei again too,' Kakashi thought as he pictures the blonde in his mind's eye. It had been a while since he had been separated from his sensei for so long and he could openly admit that he missed now. Well, maybe not that openly, but he could at least admit it to himself.

Kakashi finished sealing up the last of his new possessions in the sealing scrolls Minato had left him and stepped back to look at the rest of the room to see if he had missed anything. It didn't look like there was anything left in the room, but the wizarding world was strange and he ended up finding some of his things in the weirdest places.

When Kakashi was absolutely sure that nothing was being left behind, he took out a large scroll that sensei had given him before he left. The scroll came with a set of simple, yet strict instructions and Kakashi knew that while Minato was not very serious about many things, when he told you to follow some instructions, you followed them, especially when it came to sealing. He remembered with a wince some of the stories Minato had told him about some accidents that had happened to novice sealers who decided that the rules were more like guidelines than actual rules. Yeah, Kakashi definitely wouldn't try to be late to this part of the mission. Not that he could, even if he wanted to, but he really didn't want to.

Kakashi pulled back his mask to bite his thumb for some make shift ink. Blood wasn't really required with this seal, but if you weren't a seal master it was always better to use blood since it always had more of an impact on what you were trying to accomplish. More of an impact than ink, anyway. He set the scroll on the ground and grabbed all his things before he made all the necessary symbols with the blood on his thumb.

He was ready. Now the only thing left to do was wait.

Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Standing in the center of where the ink circle used to be was one of the weirdest looking people he had ever seen, and that included Dumbledore. Well...on second thought, maybe not Dumbledore, but he was definitely up there on his weird people list.

Professor Namikaze's student was apparently either very old and withered or very young with a lot of grey hair. Harry guessed it was the latter and that he was around their age, although he was a little on the short side. He was about 163 centimeters, but his hair added on a few more centimeters of height. His hair was probably one of the weirder things about him too. It was silvery grey, spiky and from his point of view slanted to the right.

Harry looked further down and he saw that the young boy was wearing a headband with an engraved metal plate on it like Professor Namikaze, but his was tilted to the side to cover his left eye. That would explain why his hair was slanted that way though. If there was anything weird about the rest of his face, wouldn't have been able to tell since from the nose down his face was covered by a stretchy looking black mask. The only thing visible was his left eye, which really didn't reveal much since it was heavy lidded and decidedly unexpressive. The eye itself was a flat slate grey and currently surveying the contents of the Hall (namely the students) with disinterest.

The clothes he was wearing weren't highly unusual, for teenage muggle at least. His t-shirt was black and the fabric on the top of his shoulders to his sleeves was a light grey. His pants and sandals were the same as Professor Namikaze's along with all the accessories. Although Namikaze's student had elbow length gloves that were cut off at the fingertips and were covered with metal plates from the back of his hand to the top of his gloves at the elbow. All in all, Harry decided, the kid was definitely weird.

All of a sudden Minato came up to his young student and began to muss his hair. Kakashi seemed to scowl (they really couldn't really tell if he actually was or not) and swatted at his sensei's hand half-heartedly.

" Ne, Kakashi-kun! You made it!" Minato said cheerfully with a smile. The students around them gave them confused looks.

"Hello, sensei, Kakashi said almost sullenly as he rubbed his soothingly to calm it from its most recent attack. Minato was almost tempted to glomp his young student, but he was much too serious for that and stifled the urge.

"Did you get everything you needed? How was the trip?" Minato said quickly.

"Yes and fine. Don't worry sensei, I can handle myself," Kakashi said. His voice sounded almost petulant, although the only ones that would have been able to pick up on it would have been those who knew him well. Minato grinned since he was one of those people and he decided to continue questioning his cute student later.

"Okay, Kashi-kun. We'll talk later, all right? Just pick a place to sit so that the old man can finish his speech," Minato glanced at Dumbledore who was sitting and looking at them with an expression of utmost patience on his face in contrast to the disgruntled looks on the other two school heads at his sides. Although Minato could swear he saw Dumbledore's lips twitch when he called him an old man.

"Fine," Kakashi grunted as he looked at the tables in front of him. The tables with blue and green banners above them were occupied by foreign delegates already it seemed, so the tables with red and yellow banners were the ones he would choose from. Kakashi noticed that the banner on the red table had a golden lion on it while the yellow banner had a black...badger. He raised his eyebrow at the dopey looking animal and the unnervingly friendly people sitting under the table. Kakashi immediately turned to the lion table to go sit down. They didn't exactly look much better, but some of those bright-eyed friendly looking children made shivers go down his spine. Besides lions were cool... how bad could the students be who were grouped with them?

Kakashi quickly sat down at the end of the table and gave a quick glance at the people he was sharing a table with. The were staring at him with mildly shocked and curious looks. Some were still standing from when they were trying to get a good look at the front of the Great Hall. Kakashi looked towards the front of the Hall again and crossed his arms. Hopefully anti-social behavior would deter most of their attempts at conversation when they tried to be 'friendly' to him. Kakashi shuddered, but when Dumbledore stood up again, he gave the man his full attention. It was only polite, although he did avert his eye once when he noticed his sensei had sat down, next to the biggest chair he had ever seen. Kakashi eye widened in disbelief, wondering what kind of man sat there, but he shifted his attention back to the old man again when he began to talk.

"As I said before, Good evening everyone," Dumbledore said with a smile on his lips. "I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable."

"The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast," Dumbledore continued. "I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home!"

At that the golden plates in front of Kakashi filled with food before his eyes and for a few seconds all he could do was stare at the food was slight awe. Kakashi could feel the smile of amusement that his sensei was giving him and he huffed a little before putting some of the foreign food on his plate quickly and ate before anyone noticed he was about to pull down his mask.

'This is going to be difficult if I have to eat in front of people until June,' thought Kakashi as he put some foreign shellfish stew onto his plate that looked slightly more palatable than the black funky-looking pudding that sat beside it. From the conversation that was going on next to him the dish was 'French' and went by the name 'Bouillabaisse'. Kakashi raised his eyebrow at the dish and wondered why the people here had to give food such long funny sounding names.

Just when Kakashi was about to eat more of his food, he stiffened as he felt two people sit down on either side of him. Kakashi looked at the two crazy wizards foolish enough to sit next to him and blinked in shock when he realized they were identical. One of them picked at some of the food on his plate while the other gave him a wide grin and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Well, George. Look here! It's Professor Minato's student," said the doppelganger with his arm around Kakashi's shoulder. 'George' shook his head and muttered 'French food' with a certain amount of distaste before turning to his twin and giving Kakashi smile that would have made Kakashi's hair stand on end if it hadn't already been doing so naturally.

"Right you are Fred! He looks younger than we thought he would be, eh?" George said while putting his arm around Kakashi as well, making him stiffen even more.

"Indeed, he does," Fred replied. "Now my good sir. You wouldn't happen to have a name we could call you by do you? Our Professor, seemed to have forgotten to mention it." Kakashi glared in response, although he could only give it to Fred since his other eye wasn't visible to the other twin. Fred took his arm from Kakashi's shoulder and placed his hand on his heart in a manner as if he had been wounded.

"Now, now, don't be like that chum. We only want to be friends, is all," Fred cajoled while not so secretly nudging his twin. George nodded empathically.

"Yes. Not to mention friends help each other, right Fred?"

"Right, George. So you, being a friend of ours, wouldn't mind helping out with this underage problem with the tournament, see?" Fred continued.

"Yes, awful shame about that," George said sadly.

"Absolutely terrible"

"Appalling"

"Despicable"

"Atrocious"

"I'll tell you what's atrocious," said a rather irate female voice. Kakashi had to stop his head from swinging back and forth since he had been unconsciously moving it from one twin to the other the entire time they had been speaking. The twins reaction was to flinch and then give the female sitting across the table a few seats away a rather annoyed look. A look that said 'damn you! you made us lose our momentum!', or something like that.

"What's atrocious, is that you don't even wait for him to get settled in before bothering Professor Namikaze's student about how you can illegally enter a tournament you shouldn't even be bothering to enter," said the bushy haired girl.

"Come on, now Hermione!" said Fred. "We weren't bothering him!"

"Yes, of course we weren't bothering him," agreed his twin. "And what's with all this illegal talk? We weren't doing anything illegal," he continued innocently.

Kakashi was just rolling his eyes. When were they going to get off him and put their attention elsewhere so he could eat the rest of his food?

"Is that so?" the female, now known as Hermione now said rather haughtily. "Well then, I'm sure you won't mind if I told Mrs. Weasley then?" At this the two boys scowled identically and left Kakashi to go back to their original seats. Kakashi watched them go while inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. Hopefully everyone here wasn't that touchy. He startled slightly when he realized the female from before sat in the seat across from him. She smiled at him cheerfully and it looked as if she had brought the two people who had been sitting next to her. Two males to be exact and one had hair so red that Kakashi figured he was related to the twin terrors that had just left.

"Hello. I'm Hermione Granger," she said eagerly and she stuck her hand out for him to shake. Kakashi had seen this before in Diagon Alley, so he knew what to do, but he still looked at the hand a little suspiciously before giving it a brief shake.

"Kakashi Hatake," he said in clipped tones. Hermione seemed pleased with herself and she introduced the two boys next to her.

"This is Ron Weasley," she said pointing to the red-haired boy next to her, who nodded at him.

"Sorry about them," Ron said while nodding in the direction his brothers went to. "They're always like that. You'll get used to it."

"And this is Harry Potter," Hermione introduced the darker haired male on the other side of her, who gave a nod and a weak smile. Kakashi nodded back.

"It must be so interesting being Professor Namikaze's student!" Hermione said suddenly, startling Kakashi a little with her eagerness. Sure, Minato-sensei was an okay teacher, but these kids couldn't be doing much that it would be called 'interesting'.

"I guess," Kakashi said in a slightly monotone voice. "But you guys are probably just going over the basics right now. I wouldn't call that interesting. Unless you like endurance building." Kakashi didn't think anybody did and his thoughts were confirmed when he saw the two males give identical grimaces. Hermione scowled a little.

"It's not that bad, but you're much more a head of us, right? Your lessons must be much more interesting," Hermione said with almost a jealous tone. Kakashi raised an eyebrow.

"You could say that," Kakashi said vaguely. It looked as if she was going to say something further, but she was interrupted when she became distracted by the new arrivals.

"Look who's just arrived," Hermione said informatively. She was pointing up at the staff table. The two remaining empty seats had just been filled. Kakashi didn't recognize the two old men, but the three in front of him obviously did.

"What are they doing here?" said Harry in surprise.

"They organized the Triwizard tournament, didn't they?" said Hermione. "I suppose they wanted to be here to see it start." At this the trio said their goodbyes to Kakashi and went back to their seats in time for the second course. Kakashi waved goodbye to them and turned to look at the desserts that had magically appeared, quite literally. After Kakashi picked at some of the foreign sweets for some time, the golden plates finally wiped themselves clean (something Kakashi could get used to), and Dumbledore stood up again to speak.

A pleasant sort of tension seemed to fill the hall now and even Kakashi was a little excited, even though he already knew what was coming. Kakashi noticed that a couple seats down from him the twin terrors were leaning forward, staring at the old Professor with great concentration. Kakashi scoffed at them, in his mind, of course.

"The moment has come," said Dumbledore, smiling around at the sea of upturned faces. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to start. I would like to say a few words of explanation before we bring in the casket just to clarify the procedure that we will be following this year. But first, let me introduce, for those of you who do not know them, Mr. Bartemius Crouch, Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation"- there was a smattering of polite applause- "and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports."

There was a much louder round of applause for Bagman than for Crouch, perhaps because he looked so much more likeable. He acknowledged the applause with a jovial wave of the hand, whereas Bartemious Crouch didn't even smile or wave when his name was announced. The man looked very odd next to Dumbledore with his toothbrush mustache and severe parting as opposed to the Professor's long white hair and beard, which made him look exactly like the wizard everyone thought of when you thought of fairytales and magic.

"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly over the last few months on the arrangements for the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "and they will be joining myself, Professor Kakaroff, and Madame Maxime on the panel that will judge the champions' efforts."

At the mention of the word "champions," the attentiveness of the listening students seemed to sharpen noted Kakashi. Perhaps Dumbledore had noticed their sudden stillness, for he smiled as he said, "The casket, then, if you please, Mr. Filch."

The man Kakashi guessed was Filch approached Dumbledore carrying a great wooden chest encrusted with jewels. It looked extremely old. A murmur of excited interest rose from the watching students. One of students from Kakashi's table actually stood on his chair to see it properly, but since he was so tiny, his head hardly rose above anyone else's. Kakashi scoffed again wondering when he had last been that small and stupid.

"The instructions for the tasks the champions will face this year have already been examined by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman, " said Dumbledore as Filch placed the chest carefully on the table before him, "and they have made the necessary arrangements for each challenge. There will be three tasks, spaced throughout the school year, and they will test the champions in many different ways...their magical prowess, their daring, their powers of deduction, and, of course, their ability to cope with danger."

Kakashi thought that this 'tournament' was beginning to sound more and more like the chunin exam. Pretty much the same principals except they held theirs twice a year instead of every fifty years, and they had to fight to the death with the other genin or 'champions' at one point or another. Kakashi looked around at the sea of students. If it came down to it, he was pretty sure he could take on any of the students here with some well executed taijutsu even if they displayed great 'magical prowess'.

'Let's see what these lazy, peaceful ninja have,' thought Kakashi.

"As you know, three champions compete in the tournament, one from each of the participating schools," Dumbledore went on calmly," however, as the students of Hogwarts know from earlier this year, Professor Minato Namikaze's student will be participating in the Triwizard Tournament regardless of his age."

Several students (most notably the Weasley twins) grumbled under the breath, several colorful comments that were thankfully not well heard. Although Dumbledore seemed to know their general content seeing as how brightly his eyes were twinkling with amusement. The rest of the staff were slightly less amused then the Headmaster and were scowling at these several various students (again most notably the Weasley twins).

"The Champions, once chosen, will be marked on how well they perform each of the Tournament tasks and the champion with the highest total after task three will win the Triwiziard Cup. The champions will be chosen by an impartial selector: The Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped three times upon the top of the casket. The lid creaked slowly open. Dumbledore reached inside it and pulled out a large, roughly hewn wooden cup. It would have been entirely unremarkable had it not been full to the brim with dancing blue-white flames.

Dumbledore closed the casket and placed the goblet carefully on top of it, where it would be clearly visible to everyone in the Hall.

"Anybody wishing to submit themselves as champion must write their name and school clearly upon a slip of parchment and drop it into the goblet," said Dumbledore. "The one exception to that will be Professor Namikaze's student, however, Professor Namikaze shall inform his student of the slight variance after the feast," he nodded towards Kakashi and Minato before continuing. "Aspiring champions have twenty-four hours in which to put their names forward. Tomorrow night, Halloween, the goblet will return the names of the four it had judged most worthy to represent their schools. The goblet will be placed in the entrance hall tonight, where it will be freely accessible to all those wishing to compete.

"To ensure that no underage student yields to temptation," said Dumbledore, "I will be drawing an Age Line around the Goblet of Fire once it has been placed in the entrance hall. Nobody, again with the exception of Professor Namikaze's student, under the age of seventeen will be able to cross this line.

"Finally, I wish to impress upon any of you wishing to compete that this tournament is not to be entered lightly. Once a champion has been selected by the Goblet of Fire, he or she is obliged to see the tournament through to the end. The placing of your name in the goblet constitutes a binding, magical contract. There can be no change of heart once you have become a champion. Please be very sure, therefore, that you are wholeheartedly prepared to play before you drop your name into the goblet. Now, I think it is time for bed. Good night to you all."

'Thank God it's over,' thought Kakashi. That was possibly one of the longest speeches he had ever listened to and that included the Hokage's lectures and Gai's speeches about the 'wonders of youth' combined. Kakashi snickered when he saw that his sensei's eyes were glazed and he was still nodding attentively even though Dumbledore's speech was over.

Kakashi moved through the students and instead of following the direction of the crowd, he moved against the current toward his sensei who had finally realized it was time to leave. When Kakashi reached his sensei he was stretching slightly and yawning as he waved at his student.

"Hi Kakashi-kun,"Minato said in their native tongue.

"Sensei,” Kakashi said with a nod.

“Where am I sleeping?” he asked as he fingered the slim pack that he was still carrying around. He was tired after all the excitement and changes, so the only thing he really wanted to do was go to sleep.

“There’s a room connected to mine,” Minato said while smiling knowingly. “You don’t mind of I just tell you all the mission stuff tomorrow, do you?”

Kakashi shook his head and Minato just motioned for him to follow him through one of the side exits from the hall. Minato paused for a second and turned around. Kakashi looked at his sensei questioningly.

“Oh yeah! I almost forgot,” Minato said while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Welcome to Hogwarts”

Kakashi rolled his eye at the corny line and just walked past his sensei, but before he got too far he looked back as well.

“Thanks”

Hooray! I updated! Again, I blatantly copied from the book, but I suppose it was less un-original then the last chapter. Alas, it must be done for the sake of authenticity!

I would just like to inform you readers (at least the ones that actually read these little notes) that I might not be able to update for a while. I might have mentioned before my cousin’s wedding is coming up very, very soon, I have to do all my homework by Monday, and I’m going into Manhattan tomorrow to visit my new college (WOOT!)

Anyway, thank you for reading and please review ( you know by now to review or else)

(Eleven pages! Eleven! That’s the most I’ve ever done! You better review or else I’ll be collecting some major organs, do you hear me?!)