"We going to die in this world!" moans Ron as they head to the next city.
"Don't say stuff like that Ron!" says Hermione.
"Why not?" yells Ron, "I don't know where I am, I don't know when I am, and it's really hard walking around in this heavy clothing!"
"Wanna trade?" asks Harry, "There's nothing under what I'm wearing."
Ron looks mischievously at Harry.
"Don't even think about it" says Harry coldly.
"Oh Ron" says Hermione in disgust, "How perverted."
"I'm sorry" says Ron quickly, "A man can dream, can't he?"
"Besides" says Hermione, "You can't trade clothes with Harry anyway."
"Why not?" asks Harry.
"What a person wears represents their social status" explains Hermione, "Your kimono shows that either you have or you had a very important position in society. Harry, your clothing shows that you are a commoner. My clothes are strange, though. They are a little ahead of their time."
When they get close to the city, Hermione turns towards Ron and Harry. "Okay," she starts, "First of all, when we're in the city, we have to call ourselves by the names of this body."
"So" says Ron, "I'm Fuu, Harry's Jin, and you're Mugen?"
"No!" says Harry, "I'm Fuu, You're Jin, and Hermione's Mugen."
"Second of all" continues Hermione, "If someone is trying to kill you, you have to kill them. No ifs, ands, or buts."
"You two have swords," says Harry, "What am I suppose to do?"
"I don't know" shrugs Hermione, "Clock them with your sandal or something."
"That's the best thing you can come up with?" asks Ron, exasperated.
"What do you suggest?"
"Err… okay I see your point."
"Third of all" says Hermione, "We are going to have to work for food and shelter."
"We don't have any money?" exclaims Ron.
"Well I don't" says Hermione indignantly, "Do either of you?"
Harry and Ron shake their heads.
"So we're going to work for food and shelter" says Harry.
"Yes" says Hermione, "Since we all understand the rules, we are now ready to go into the city.
Then the threesome walks into the city.
Harry groans as he carries the pouch of money around his neck. After two hours of walking from house to house, they were finally able to gain shelter at this run- down dojo as Hermione called it. Ron and Hermione went to the forest to cut firewood for the oven. It was Harry's job to go to the marketplace and buy some groceries. As he walks to the store, he senses the stares of the two men that pass him. He walks faster as he hears shuffling feet behind him. All of a sudden, one of the guys jumps in front of him. "Hey girlie" he says, "Where ya think you're going?"
"I'm just going to the marketplace" Harry says sweetly but nervously.
The man grabs the pouch around his neck. He smirks. "I know something you can do to get more money than this."
Harry has a feeling about what they're talking about, but there was no way he was doing that.
"Oh, no thank you" says Harry, "I'm just going to the market."
The man steps in front of Harry as he tries to walk away. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice."
Remembering what Hermione said, Harry reaches down for his clog, but then he is bashed in the back of the head. Before he blacks out, he remembers the second guy who was behind. Finally, Harry falls unconscious onto the ground.
"Har…Fuu!" shouts Ron as he and Hermione looks for Harry. Harry had not come back with the groceries, so the owner of the dojo sent them to look for him. While Ron is running around screaming for Harry, Hermione is taking the more effective route of asking people have they seen her. Nothing is coming from this course of action either. As Hermione was out looking for Harry, she starts to hear whispers from the men in town.
"I hear they have a new girl at the brothel."
"Yeah, I heard she was a real feisty one."
"Excuse me?" says Hermione as she goes over to the group of guys, "Where is the brothel?
One of the men tells her the location of the brothel. "But you won't be able to get that new girl" he says, "She's going to be in high demand!"
"Thank you!" says Hermione as she runs to Ron and grabs him.
"What's up?" asks Ron, startled.
"I think Harry's been taking to a brothel!" shouts Hermione.
"What's a brothel?" asks Ron.
Hermione looks at him like he's crazy and tells him what a brothel is.
"Eww" says Ron, "You have stuff like that in the Muggle world?"
"Yeah" says Hermione matter-of-factly, "Don't you have brothels in the Wizarding world?"
"No!" says Ron, "Everything we do in the Wizarding world we use magic for! The only thing we use our bodies for is Quidditch!"
"Oh honestly" Hermione sighs, thinking that the Wizarding world depends too much on magic. Then, Hermione and Ron start on their way to the brothel.
Ron and Hermione make it to the brothel. As Ron starts to go in, Hermione stops him. "We can't just waltz into the brothel" hisses Hermione.
"Why not?" exclaims Ron.
"First of all, you need money to go into a brothel" explains Hermione, "Second of all, swords are not allowed in a brothel, which is a bit problematic for us. Third of all, if someone went through all this just to get Harry, they're not giving him up without a fight."
"So, we have to sneak in?"
"Yes. Let's go to the back."
When Ron and Hermione go to the back of the brothel, they see, on top of the trash, Harry's pink kimono. Hermione goes to pick it up.
"I don't think that Harry will want to wear anything that's been in the trash" says Ron.
"He can't walk around looking like a geisha" sighs Hermione, "It will make him an easy target."
When Hermione picks up the kimono, Fuu's dagger falls out.
"Well," says Ron, "It looks like Harry has a weapon."
"By the way" says Hermione, "Don't kill the girls."
"But you said…"
"Don't kill the girls! Most of the girls in brothels are prostitutes because they are forced to be!"
"Okay, okay!" says Ron as he grabs the dagger, "Let's go!"
Hermione grabs the kimono as Ron and she proceed through the brothel's back door.
Harry looks around at the sad faces as he is led into the room by a strange man. He felt sorry for the girls, but he knew he couldn't help them. He could help himself, however. It is going to be hard getting around this man, though. The man is as big as a house, and the brothel took away his clogs and replaced them with small sandals. There go his weapons.
"Hey baby" he says in a gruff voice, "Why don't you take those robes off."
When the man grabs for his robes, Harry got ready to fight. He thinks about all the evil Voldemort has done, all of the people he has hurt, and goes ballistic. Harry lets out a war cry, which startles the poor guy. Harry jumps into the air and thrusts his feet into the guy's chest. As Harry falls to the ground, the huge guy hits the concrete wall and slumps to the floor. Harry goes to the wall and sees the blood splattered on it. That's when he decides to leave the room and get out of the brothel.
Hermione checks to see if all of the cooks they knocked out are still alive. She sighs when she finds out everyone is alive.
"Hey Hermione!" shouts Ron, "I found Harry's shoes! They were going to be use as firewood!"
"Good job!" says Hermione, "but remember, in public, use the bodies' name, not our owns."
As Ron and Hermione run into the meeting room, they see many prostitutes and some clients running out of the brothel. Ron takes this opportunity to yell at them. "What's the matter with you?" shouts Ron, "Why don't you use your bodies in a more constructive way?"
Hermione slaps Ron in the back of the head. "Ron, pay attention!" says Hermione. Some of the bolder patrons and the bodyguards, who have swords, start running towards them. Hermione starts fencing again, while Ron starts impaling them. Out of the corner of his eye, Ron sees a prostitute drop-kick one of the patrons.
"What?" says Ron, which nearly caused him to get his head cut off if Hermione wouldn't have stabbed the bodyguard in the back of the head. Hermione then notices Harry; he was fighting the men like a madman.
"Harry, catch!" shouts Ron as he throws Fuu's dagger. Harry catches and unsheathes it. All of a sudden, Harry is surrounded by a big pool of blood and numerous cadavers. The brothel grows quiet because all of the men were either unconscious or dead, and all of the women have escaped.
"Come on!" Hermione calls to Harry as she grabs Ron, "We have to get out of here before the police find us!"
The three of them then leave the establishment.
Harry groans as he washes in the river along with the pink kimono and the dagger. In the woods, Ron and Hermione are sitting next to a fire. "Ron" says Hermione, snapping him out of his fascination with the fire.
"What?" says Ron.
"Give me your kimono coat."
"Harry needs something to wear while his kimono dries."
Ron groans as he takes off his kimono top. "I don't see why he couldn't wear the kimono he wore at the brothel" he mutters.
"We can't have Harry looking like a prostitute on our journey!" says Hermione, "Men will get the wrong idea about him!"
Ron rolls his eyes as he watches Hermione go down to the water and give Harry the kimono coat. Ron gasps as Hermione and Harry wearing the kimono coat come back to the fire. "Why do you get to look at the girl's naked body, Hermione?" says Ron.
Hermione puts her hands on her hips. "Honestly Ron, grow up. Even though I am a man on the outside, I am still female on the inside. Don't even say anything, Harry" says Hermione when she sees Harry snickering.
"I have to admit," says Ron, "It was smart to leave the dojo."
"I didn't want to get the dojo owner hurt on our behalf" says Hermione.
"I'm just glad I have a weapon" says Harry as he looks at the dagger. Ron and Hermione nod in agreement as they look to the sky, wondering what tomorrow will bring them.