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The Sorting Hat had been dabbling in way too many fringe philosophies. (Neo-Rosicrucianism? Really, Sorting Hat?) It seemed that puppet!Ron Weasley's name for it, Sorting Hat the Wise, had gone to the Hat's lack-of-visible-head.

On the morning of Dec. 13 (or was it the 14th?) the Hat's esoteric interests affected the school for the second time.

The first instance had been more than a year past, when the Hat took a cue from Rev. Sun Myung Moon and united most of the Hogwarts students in mass marriages. That had been a lengthy and concerted effort by the Hat and its house-elf minions, opposed vigorously by the wicked (or noble??) Kojiro. Kojiro's kidnapping of the Hat's bride had been something of a turning point for the headstrong headgear.

This new instance ... even Kojiro might be powerless to counter. And the Hat's agency would be difficult, if not impossible, to discern.

In a mighty magical working, the Hat projected many of the students ... to the astral plane, in their astral forms.

Astral Hogwarts resembled the real material Hogwarts (well, the Sorting Hat's version of material Hogwarts) very closely indeed. There were some dissimilarities: did Hogwarts, on the material plane, really sparkle so much? Were there so many rainbows in the sky, without a hint of rain to prompt their presence? Were there really pastel-colored unicorns frolicking on the grounds? Unicorns with hair made of cotton candy?

Could the students fly without brooms in material Hogwarts?

Other than that, it would be instantly recognizable as Hogwarts. The astral students would find nothing jarringly unfamiliar, being astral themselves. No disorientation, as there had been with the mass weddings; only a pleasant surprise, if they did happen to remember the absence of pastel unicorns and self-propelled flight.

Finally the Hat would have achieved paradise! Too bad not all the students could be brought into this happy realm. The Hat hadn't quite figured out how to bring everyone en masse. But many of them could be.

Including Kojiro, perhaps ...


(( OOC note: People are welcome to RP astral shenanigans here, or to start their own new posts for interactions of a closed variety. Please, if you embark on NSFW action, make a new post so that it can be lj-cut with appropriate warnings. ))

Date: 2008-12-15 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura ran his fingers through Kurama's hair. "You...just gotta find someone who appreciates you. I mean, you're gorgeous, you know. It can't be that hard, can it?"

Date: 2008-12-15 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
He sighed in a way that can be considered extremely dramatic, but this is serious business. "Oh, but don't you know? The crime of beauty is that love is always out of reach."

Date: 2008-12-15 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura's hand went to Kurama's cheek. "Not always," he whispered, leaning in close.

Date: 2008-12-15 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
Kurama's eyes lit up. Obviously he had found his soul mate, the only other person here beautiful enough to be a perfect match, and quite certainly the only one who understood him. He gazed into Yukimura's alcohol-glazed eyes and sighed. Certainly, it was God who had given him this wonderful miracle. "Praise Jesus," he sighed, leaning in for a kiss.

Date: 2008-12-15 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura didn't know or care who this Jesus character was. All he really cared about was the pretty boy was kissing him. Clumsily, he pulled him closer. He broke their kiss enough to whisper, "There's a closet just around the corner we can have some privacy in."

Date: 2008-12-15 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
"I've spent enough time in the closet," he said fiercely. "Right here will do just fine. The Lord won't mind."

Date: 2008-12-15 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura laughed. "Then, here it will be," he said, running his hands down Kurama's back and up under his shirt. Clothes were abandonded, gods were invoked and a redheaded boy claimed salvation in the arms of a drunk samurai.

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