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The pro heroes rushed to the sight of the call. A kid, 8 years of age, had accidentally used their quirk. It had opened up a portal. To a whole nother world. Hawks had been the First one to get there, Aizawa soon after. It wasn’t like they needed to fight, but the situation definitely needed control. The two didn’t know the extent of the quirk, just that it led to different worlds. The quirk was held by a young girl, and it was still active by the time they arrived. The other side of the portal looked like it was raining down large and red rocks, water on the ground, with statues of people. Before Aizawa could cancel the quirk, a figure ran through the portal from the other side, panting. A… thing that resembled a kid, no mouth or nose, glowing eyes, short in stature, and a brown cape with glowing diamonds on it.

Aizawa soon after disabled the child's quirk. The small…. Thing, honked. It honked at them. It walked closer to hawks, pulling a candle out of thin air. “S-Stay back.” Hawks spoke sternly. It might’ve seemed innocent and harmless, but they didn’t know what it was. I mean, what if it carried some other worldly disease or something!? The child tilted its head, before walking closer. Hawks looked at Aizawa, unsure of what to do. “Lets just… Take it to Nezu. He’ll be able to figure out what to do, and get it back to where it belongs.” Aizawa sighed. “Well… what do I do about it coming towards me with a candle?..” Hawks said, looking down at the small being, staring at him with anticipation.

Aizawa walked closer, crouching down in front of it. “Can you understand us?” Aizawa asked tiredly, a brow raised. The small being just stared at him, before making a honking sound. This was going nowhere… Aizawa held out his hand, hoping the child would take it. Luckily, it did. He stood, starting to walk. The child kept pace easily. After only a couple minutes of walking, they had gotten to UA. (Time skip because i'm lazy asf). Nezu said he would get in contact with some professionals to try and find a way to get it back to its world, but Aizawa would have to watch it for a little while. They had figured out a couple things about it. One, it doesn’t talk, or seem to understand them. It just honks. Two, it can FLY. It had flown on the way to Nezu’s office, and completely confused Aizawa.

This being said, they still had to figure some stuff out. They didn’t know what it ate, or if it even ate in the first place. I mean, it has no mouth! What if it got nutrients from other things in their world that they couldn’t get here? Whatever.. He had a class today aswell, with 1-A. Nezu let him bring it with him to teach. He made midnight stand outside the class to watch me before he brought me in. “Hey! Everyone, quiet down!” Aizawa said sternly, a bit more so than usual. “Today we have a very special guest, due to a quirk malfunction. They aren’t from our world, and can’t understand us.” the class broke into surprised whispers and gasps. He walked to the door, taking the child's hand instead of midnight.

The child walked in excitedly, and honked multiple times at everyone. Uraraka, Midoriya, momo, mina, and kirishima immediately wanted to coo at the small creature, unknown to them. “Just be careful with it, kids.” Aizawa scolded softly, before laying on the ground as if it were normal. The students previously mentioned rushed over, crouching and talking to it. Others staggered close with a look of curiosity on their faces. The small being honked at them materializing a candle out of nowhere, and putting it back to…. Nowhere, again. The class had a fun time learning it could fly, when Bakugou yelled and it jumped into the air, particles of light coming off of it. It seemed like it's cape helped it fly.

After some time, and the rowdy teens settled down, so did the child. They ended up on the floor next to midoriya’s desk, reading a book they had pulled out of nowhere.

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Dazai aimlessly walked down the halls, lost yet again. He hoped his subordinate would appear as usual, because he didn't feel like starving to death; too slow. He took a turn down a hallway, and it looked the same as all the other ones.

‘The classroom should be right…. It’s not there.’ Dazai thought, rounding yet another identical corner. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound. One of giggling and running. He turned around to see the twins running up to him and giggling.

“We glitter bombed Lockfart again, Snakey!” George exclaimed excitedly, a wide grin on his face.

“Yeah, and then we saw you were over here on the map, so we came to see you! Are you lost again Snakey?” Fred said, practically cooing at the boy, who just looked at them with a sly smile.

“Maybe, maybe not. I almost starved to death over here; that would be too painful..” Dazai huffed, crossing his arms over the long robe he wore. Ofcourse, at this they hugged him, squeezing him between them. Dazai froze, and then pushed them back.

“Anyways, I have to get to Snape’s classroom!” Dazai said, starting his way down a hall.

“Professor Snape’s classroom is this way, Snakey!” Fred exclaimed, causing Dazai to turn around to face them. “Oh.” Dazai spoke before quickly walking passed the two as if he hadn’t gone the wrong way at all.

The twins followed after him, like some sort of stray dogs. George put an arm on the smaller boys shoulder, smirking mischievously. “Why do you have to go to Professor Snape's room anyways?” George asked, though he very well knew the answer to that question.

“Detention. Again.” Dazai responded, nonchalantly.(Shake those dreads). “Not surprising for Snakey… You wrack those up like we did money for selling test answers!” Fred laughed proudly, patting his brother on the shoulder rather harshly in agreement.

God… the two practically followed Dazai around like dogs - Dazai would never get the end of that, with Akutagawa in the future - but… Atleast they saved him from a slow, painful, starving death once again!

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Notes: This chap is of some encounters with Ron, and some other stuff…

Snape walked along the classrooms sides, watching the students do their work, a scowl evident on his face. A student raised their hand as he walked by, and he called on them.

“Yes, Mr.Chezerei?”

He said, pausing to look at the student, slightly annoyed.

“Uh, I don't have any raven feathers…”

Snape sighed a bit, rubbing his temple.

“Go grab some from the closet..”

He hissed, irritation clear in his tone. The child walked quickly over to the closet, opening it. Everyones head shot to the kid, when they let out a blood curdling scream. Snape quickly strutted over to the closet it the child. Despite knowing what it probably was, his heart sped up a bit.

“What are you yelling about?”

He said, his tone very slightly frantic.

“I-It’s…”

The child stated, quickly backing up after slamming the closet door shut. Snape grunted, shooing the kid with a slight of hand, who scrambled to his feet and back to his desk. Snape opened the closet door slowly, seeing the rather… Disturbing sight yet again. He leaned over a bit. He couldn’t be scared of some child ghost, not right now..

“Shoo! Get out!”

Snape had hiss quietly at the dead- well, undead child, in the closet. The childs head tilted more than it already was, which was hard to believe was even possible, before the closet doors slammed shut. Snape slowly opened the closet, to find nothing inside. Except for the raven feathers, which he did grab…

Snape awoke peacefully; for once. He took a few minutes before sitting up, rubbing his eyes groggily. He stood up, walking to his bathroom, feet dragging slightly as the weight of sleep tried to pull him back into a restful slumber. He walked into his bathroom, squinting his eyes as the light practically blinded him. He got ready; brushing his teeth, hair, and going to the bathroom, before walking out of the bathroom to stand. Just standing there.

He looked over to his closet, dreading having to open it to get his robes and clothes. He sighed, deciding to just get it over with. He walked over to it, taking a moment of peace, before reaching out and pulling open the doors. His heart leapt, but to false alarm, seeing nothing there. Thank the everlasting lord… He sighed, before grabbing some clothes out from it, and getting changed.

As he walked into the great hall, Poppy waved him over. He, obviously, went over to her, sitting down across from her.

“So, how’s it been going Severus?”

Poppy had asked, a quaint smile spreading across her face. Severus look at her, shrugging slightly.

“A usual, stuped children. I’m glad none are staying for break this time..”

Severus explained, his voice tired. Poppy had laughed.

“You should loosen up a little… And, also, about the ‘ghost’ thing, I managed to look through some records with Mcgonal, and we gathered some info. Aswell as borrowing a ‘phone’ from someone to get some information.”

Severus had looked at her, eyes wide a bit. He knew this had been an ongoing issue for all the professors, especially recently, but he hadn’t expected Mcgonal to help. He shook his head slightly, snapping back into the real world, and not looking… well, dumbfounded, anymore.

“Well?..”

He inquired.

“I have a folder for you about what we currently know, so you’ll have to do with it. We don’t know if it’s everything, but it’s most of what happened.”

Poppy promptly explained, holding out a grey folder in her hand. He took and and thanked her, and they finished eating some breakfast before he went back to his quarters. He’d have to read these…

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Electric bolts flashing out of nervousness, about every 5 seconds. Sure they were small, but they still hurt when you’re zapped, that’s what class 1-A figured out when Kaminari Denki was found tiny in the 1-A dormitory.

Aizawa walked quickly into the room after being informed about the situation by one of his students. He used his quirk to disable Denki’s quirk, and watched him curl into a ball. “What happened?” said aizawa. Kaminari covered his ears and hissed in pain.

“We don’t know!” Some of the class yelled. “”Shhhhh! You're going to make him go deaf!” Aizawa whisper yelled. Aizawa quickly, yet gently, scooped Kaminari up and held him gently to himself. “Ah!” Yelled Kaminari. “You’re okay Problem child, you’re fine. I’m bringing you to my office while I talk with principal Nezu” said Aizawa while speed-walking out of the classroom.

Denki didn’t respond.”Are you okay?” whispered Aizawa. “Mhm...” Denki responded. ‘He’s probably just nervous…’ thought Aizawa.(Denki’s POV) I was held up to Aizawa-Sensies chest, it was comfortable but it was also scary; he’s so big! I don’t think that I'm expected to be perfectly fine with this though.

We walked into Senseis office, god it’s a mess. It also has a strange amount of cat decoratives... Wierd. Anyways, he dropped me down onto his desk which I was surprised to see had a picture of all of class 1-A on it. Huh. “Alright problem child, i’m going to go talk with Nezu, stay there”. Aizawa explained. “O-Okay.” ‘God why did I stutter!’. Aizawa walked away.