New Friends at Hogwarts - Harry Potter & Vocaloid

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 When Kamui Gakupo opened his eyes, the sight that greeted him was an unfamiliar sky. A towering stone castle stood in the distance, its spires pointing straight at the clouds, the surface of the lake reflecting the outline of the ancient buildings. Far off, a few owls swept across the sky, the beating of their wings carried on the morning breeze, lending the scene an air of the impossible. "...Luka, where do you think we are?" He lowered his head and looked at Megurine Luka beside him, who wore the same bewildered expression. The pink-haired girl looked around, and finally her gaze came to rest on the castle. "I don't know. But that place looks like something out of a story about magic." "Do you mean we've really crossed over into a magical world?" "If it isn't that, then the only explanation is that we're having an incredibly realistic dream together." Having said that, Luka couldn't help reaching up to pinch her own cheek. "Ow... Not a dream." Gakupo watched her earnestly testing reality, and the corners of his mouth curved upward. "At least we're still together." The words made Luka pause for a moment. She looked up at him, then broke into a relieved smile. "Mm. As long as you're here, that's all that matters." The two walked toward the castle side by side. Along the way, they saw many students in long black robes; some waved their wands to make their luggage move on its own, while others flew past in the distance on broomsticks. By the time they finally worked out that this was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it had taken both of them quite a while to accept it. What surprised them even more was that they had each been given a house of their own. Luka was sorted into Gryffindor. Gakupo entered Slytherin. "What an unexpected combination." One afternoon, Luka stood in the corridor looking at Gakupo in his Slytherin robes, and couldn't help laughing. "You seem happy?" "Because I think it's funny. We do everything together every day, and yet we have to attend classes in different houses." "Still, we can sit together at dinner." "That's true." Luka laughed and linked her arm through his. Gakupo glanced down at her. He didn't pull his arm away; instead, he naturally matched her pace and walked with her toward the Great Hall. Little by little, they adjusted to life at Hogwarts, and they also made an unexpected friend. Harry Potter. They had met Harry that day near the library. He had been carrying several heavy books of magic and seemed troubled because he couldn't find a certain classroom. Luka went up to ask if he needed help, while Gakupo helped check the location on the map. In the back-and-forth, the three quickly grew familiar with one another. Harry discovered that although Luka was a Gryffindor, she had no reservations about Gakupo being from Slytherin; and that Gakupo, though he seemed calm and reticent, was actually very attentive and always noticed details others overlooked. As for Luka, she liked Harry's frank personality. Before long, the three of them could stroll through the courtyard together, discuss their coursework in the library, and occasionally swap amusing stories from their respective houses over dinner. Then, one afternoon, Harry suddenly mentioned a name to them, rather mysteriously. "Oh, by the way, I want to introduce someone to you." His expression as he said this was a little different from usual. Luka blinked. "Who is it?" "You'll find out soon enough." Harry cleared his throat, trying to look nonchalant. "She should be nearby right now." Gakupo noticed. Harry's mouth kept curving upward, and he seemed even more eager than usual; his tone had unconsciously become much lighter. It was really quite out of character. What kind of person could make Harry wear an expression like that? Before Gakupo could come up with an answer, Luka had quietly tugged at his sleeve and pulled him behind the wall at the corner of the corridor. "Luka?" "Shh!" She poked out half her face, her long pink hair hanging down from the edge of the wall, her blue eyes peering curiously ahead. Not far away, a blonde girl was walking along the corridor. Her long hair shone with a soft golden gleam in the sunlight, and her neat uniform and brisk stride made her look confident and elegant. Even just walking down an ordinary school corridor, she carried herself as though she were always ready to be the center of attention. Luka ducked back behind the wall, then couldn't resist peeking out again. "Is that Malfoy?" Harry didn't hesitate for even a moment. "Yes!" His answer came so fast it was startling, and his tone was clearly more excited than before. "That's Draco Malfoy." Luka blinked and looked again at the blonde girl. "I see..." She slowly retreated behind the wall and turned to look at Gakupo. The two exchanged a glance. Gakupo happened to be looking down at her as well, a hint of thought surfacing in his violet eyes. He couldn't help speculating in his mind. Why was Harry so happy? Could Malfoy be his girlfriend? The thought had barely surfaced when Gakupo realized that Luka seemed to have thought of the very same thing. She widened her eyes and silently sought confirmation from him. Gakupo raised an eyebrow slightly. Luka gave a small nod. Though neither of them had said a word, it was as if they had just completed a secret discussion. On the other end of the corridor, Draco had already noticed Harry. Her confident stride slowed slightly, for some reason. Seeing Harry standing there, her eyes lit up at once, and the corners of her mouth very nearly rose into a smile. But when she realized she was longing for his gaze, she immediately pressed her lips together, trying to restore her usual haughty demeanor. She couldn't let Harry find out how much she had been looking forward to seeing him. Especially when there were two strangers beside him. Draco was about to walk over when her eyes suddenly landed on the wall. A lock of pink hair had poked out. Luka seemed to want to say something to Gakupo and had moved a little closer to him. To hear her lowered voice clearly, Gakupo naturally bent down. The distance between them was just right. Luka tilted her head back to look at Gakupo, her eyes bright with laughter; Gakupo gazed quietly back at her, his expression gentle, as though everything around them had nothing to do with them. Draco stopped in her tracks without realizing it. She watched the two of them, and a strange, unfamiliar thought suddenly welled up inside her. What if... What if she and Harry could be like that? What if one day Harry would lower his head to hear her speak, looking at her patiently, and she wouldn't have to keep up that haughty front all the time, but could simply move close to him? At the thought, a flush gradually spread across Draco's cheeks. She even began to imagine what expressions people would wear if she could link her arm through Harry's and walk with him down the castle's corridors. The imagining made the tips of her ears burn as well. "Draco?" A familiar voice suddenly came from in front of her. Draco snapped back to herself. Harry had somehow already walked up to her and was bending down slightly, studying her face closely. "Are you all right?" "I-I'm perfectly fine, of course!" "But your face is so red." Harry frowned, his expression full of worry. He even reached out a hand, as if to check whether she was unwell. "Do you have a fever? You were fine a moment ago, so why did you suddenly turn like this?" Draco looked at Harry, so close in front of her, and froze completely. He was too close. So close that she could even see her own reflection in his eyes. Worse still, he was genuinely worried about her! "I-I'm not!" Draco abruptly turned her face away, trying hard to make her voice sound as arrogant as usual. "Potter, don't just come barging up to me! I just think it's too hot in here!" "But it's actually nice and cool today?" Harry looked out the window in confusion. The autumn breeze was drifting through the courtyard, a few leaves fluttering gently down, and there was even a slight chill in the corridor. Draco's face turned redder still. "Why do you care so much!" "I was just worried about you." Harry said it very naturally. The retort Draco had prepared stuck in her throat at once. She stole a glance at him and found that Harry still looked completely serious, with not the slightest intention of teasing her. That only left her more flustered. "...Idiot." She muttered under her breath. "What?" "I said you're an idiot! Asking about something like this!" Harry was taken aback for a moment, then broke into a smile. "All right. As long as you're really okay." Draco's heart beat a little faster. She wanted to tell him that she didn't mind his concern at all. On the contrary, as long as Harry was willing to look at her a little longer, she would be so happy she'd forget what she had meant to say. But how could she ever say something like that? She was Draco Malfoy. She could never admit in front of Harry how much she liked him. At least not now. "Oh, right, Draco!" Harry said, as if suddenly remembering something, and pointed excitedly behind him. "I was just about to introduce two friends to you!" Draco followed his hand with her gaze. Luka and Gakupo had already come out from behind the wall. Luka was struggling to hold back her laughter, and Gakupo, though his expression was as calm as ever, had a clear glint of amusement hidden in his violet eyes. They had seen the whole thing, after all. "This is Megurine Luka, she's a Gryffindor," Harry introduced them warmly. "And next to her is Kamui Gakupo, from Slytherin. They're both really good friends of mine." "Hello." Draco quickly composed herself and lifted her chin once more. "I'm Draco Malfoy." Her tone had returned to its usual confidence, as though the person who had been blushing in helpless confusion a moment ago had not been her at all. Luka greeted her with a smile. "Nice to meet you, Malfoy." "Likewise." Draco answered quickly, then added, "Not that I was particularly looking forward to meeting Potter's friends." "I know, I know," Harry said with a laugh. "You just happened to be here." "Potter!" Draco glared at him immediately. "What is that supposed to mean?" "Nothing, I'm just stating the facts." "You...!" Luka finally couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, but still couldn't fully hide the laughter in her eyes. Standing beside her, Gakupo tilted his head slightly and asked in a low voice. "So it seems we guessed right?" Luka leaned in close to him. "I think it's not just that we guessed right." Her gaze fell on Draco. The blonde girl was still huffing and scolding Harry, yet her eyes kept drifting back to him. And whenever Harry smiled and explained himself to her, her expression softened without her noticing. Even if she refused to admit it aloud, her feelings could no longer be hidden. Gakupo looked thoughtfully at Harry. "I see. No wonder he was so happy earlier." "And Harry seems to like her a lot, too." Having said that, Luka met Gakupo's eyes again. This time, neither of them was in a hurry to look away. Gakupo's gaze was gentle, while Luka wore a slightly sly smile. She reached out and gently tugged at his cuff, as if remembering something amusing. "Gakupo, when do you think they'll realize how the other feels?" "Perhaps later than we imagine." "Why?" "Because both of them seem rather bad at expressing themselves honestly." Luka couldn't help nodding. "That's true." While they were talking, Harry had already invited Draco to go to the courtyard with them. Draco had meant to put on a show of disdain, but the moment she heard Harry say, "I want to go with you," she changed her mind at once. "Since you put it that way, I suppose I'll reluctantly accompany you." "Great!" Harry's smile instantly brightened. Draco lowered her head and secretly let the corners of her mouth rise, then quickly returned to her nonchalant expression. Luka saw it. Gakupo saw it too. The two exchanged a perfectly synchronized glance, then followed behind the awkward pair. The afternoon sunlight spilled over Hogwarts' ancient stone walls, and the four shadows gradually stretched along the corridor. One was a blonde girl who wouldn't admit she liked him, yet turned bright red at a single word of concern from him; the other was a boy who clearly held her in his heart but hadn't yet fully understood his own feelings. As for the other two, though they had only recently arrived in this magical world, they had unexpectedly become among the first witnesses of this tender, budding romance. Harry, walking in front, suddenly turned around. "Luka, Gakupo, what are you laughing about?" Luka shook her head immediately. "Nothing." Gakupo answered calmly, "I just think the weather is lovely today." Harry looked up at the sky in puzzlement. "Is it? I feel like every day is pretty much the same." Draco shot him a glance and couldn't help muttering under her breath. "What an oblivious fool." "Draco, what did you just say about me?" "I said walk faster!" She turned and strode ahead, her long golden hair swaying gently in the sunlight. Harry hurried after her at once. "Wait for me!" Watching the two figures, one after the other, Luka finally laughed until her eyes crinkled. Gakupo put a hand on her shoulder so she wouldn't bump into a stone pillar in the corridor from laughing so hard. "Be careful." "I know." Luka looked up at him, her eyes still full of laughter. "But Gakupo, I suddenly feel like coming to this world might not be so bad after all." "Because we met Harry and Draco?" "Mm. And because we get to witness their story together." Gakupo looked ahead. Harry had finally caught up with Draco and was smiling as he said something to her. Draco was still sharp-tongued, yet her steps had quietly slowed, letting him walk at her side. He withdrew his gaze and looked again at Luka beside him. "Then let's look forward to it." Luka smiled and nodded, linking her arm through his once more. In this castle full of magic and wonder, their brand-new life had only just begun. And the story of Harry and Draco had only just turned its first page.