First and foremost: This story takes place in SapphireMoon's Spellbound Reapers universe. Toshiro's posistion at Hogwarts belongs to them, nor do I own either series. It will start part way through their story, so I would recomend reading that as this will mention previous occurances. It will start off just after the boggart incident.
One of the differences will be that Aizen is already dead and has been for 12 years.
On another note: Harry will NOT have soul reaper or hollow powers. He inherited purely human abilities.
For those of you interested in my other stories, please understand the trouble of an overactive mind. My time management isn't the best, combined with it being hard to focus on one subject...
Toshiro scanned a critical eye over the room. It was of absolute importance that he wasn't seen. Potter had too much of a resemblence to HIM for it to be a coincidence, because of this, he had an important report to give to the soul society. He had found the long lost son of Ulquiorra Chifer and Orihime Chifer Nee Inoue. Truthfully, Toshiro had had his suspicions since he saw him in the Leaky Cauldron, but now it was confirmed, and Toshiro would just as soon die than have someone else suffer like he did.
'Calm yourself master. Getting angry will do no good.' Came the ever comforting voice of Hyourinmaru from his inner world.
'I am aware. It is just so infuriating to think of the damage Aizen still manages to cause from beyond the grave.'
'Technically master, you are acting from beyond the grave as well.'
'As are we, elder.' Hyourinmaru chuckled and Toshiro found himself hardpressed not to do the same at the irony. With a final calming breath, Toshiro popped a soul candy into his mouth.
He silently and swiftly sprinted to the cave in which he made his important reports. The ones that couldn't risk being intercepted.
"Hitsugaya Taichou. Why have you called us here?" On the screen Toshiro could see the typical captains meeting arrangements with the addition of the presence of Oriheme Cifer. The espada were in Heuco Meundo due to the damage to the precevice world, the head captain felt they couldn't sustain them for such an unknown period of time without a human soul being devoured.
"Remember my report about Harry Potter? Cifer's look alike?" A slight gasp from Cifer told Toshiro that this was news to her. The other captains narrowed their eyes. "I have confirmed that he is in fact Sora Cifer."
"You are absolutley postitive about this?" Captain Kuchiki spoke up, his eyes open in suprise. Toshiro noted various reactions, Headcaptain had his eyes half open as well while Soi-fon was carefully indiferent, and still struggling to hide her shock, Ichimaru, who had at some point in between the last meeting and now reclaimed his place as third squad captain, widened his grin a little, Unohana was frowning in thought, Kyouroku had tipped his hat down some to hide his expression, Kammamura had a furrowed brow and was notably clenching his fists, Zaraki's eyes gleamed with bloodlust, Kurosutchi was twiching his hands in eagerness for a new test subject, Ukitake was smiling happily to Cifer who had tears in her eyes and had put a hand on her heart.
"Shortly after our last meeting, he had a flair of reiatsu. Average wizard level, but easily recognizable. It was definitly him."
"Is the precevice world repaired?" The quiet, hopeful, voice of Cifer stopped all conflict. She looked ready to reject anything that would dare keep her family apart any longer. It was understandable, after Aizen had escaped his prison and tried to rerecruit her husband, she hid Sora, now Harry, with her old friend Lily, knowing Aizen didn't know about him.
Knowing the power of her rejection, and Kurosaki would likely take it into his own hands as well, the headcaptain sighed in defeat. The fact that even Toshiro felt like death was approaching from his end, most the captains had slid to the other side of the room, probably didn't help. A glance at the fourth squad captain confirmed this theory. So she is on the Cifer's side. He would have thought this if he hadn't been inching away himself. When you are caught trying to leave the fourth division without clearance, you learn to fear that smile. The two dragons in his head seemed to be subdued as well.
"While we are here, Captain Ichimaru. Do you have any information on what Aizen had planned with the heavenly guardian?" Head captain chose to ask instead. Ichimaru frowned at that.
"M'fraid not. When I learned that Aizen had taken interest in Chibi-taichou, I tried to learn what it was, but he had been adamant about keeping it to himself. Even Ulquiorra, who he trusted with vital information, dosn' know." The former double agent reported in a serious manner wither than his usual childish one.
Toshiro was now back in his dorm, thinking of how to inform Potter of this developement. Should he just come out and say it? He knew he should give warning regarding the boy's father, but what should he say? How does one go about telling someone who knew nothing about him that he knew his real parents, and that one of them has trouble comprehending emotions? Let alone the fact that his father could be compared to a dementor, his worst fear.
'Perhaps we should let Oriheme explain master." Hyourinmaru suggested as Sephiroth stayed quiet in his confusion.
'We will have to. I don't know how to explain this.' A slight rustling of cloth alerting Toshiro to his dormates' awakening, not wanting to talk to Potter for the moment, he left for the great hall. He should tell a teacher first.
Albus Dumbledore was having a decent morning, the transfer seemed to be unfazed and the students were on the first hogsmade trip of the year without interruption.
"Headmaster. A word." Came the voice of said transfer.
"Ah, captain Hitusgaya. May I ask why you are not in Hogsmade?"
"Recent circumstances. Lupin will need to be informed of this too and I'd only like to say it once." Dumbledore got a bad feeling about this.
Dumbledore now sat in his office with proffessors Lupin and Snape as well as young Hitsugaya, all three apprehensively awaiting what the icy transfer had to say. What really scared them was that the boy himself seemed apprehensive about giving the information.
Ulqiorra was sitting in his room, thinking about the woman again. It had taken a while, but he seems to have fallen in love with her. The fealing was still foreign to him after so many years. At first he was just intrigued. She was different from the rest of the trash that was her race. After his fight with Ichigo Kurosaki, she had rejected his death, and then rejected the deaths of some of his fellow espada. After Lord Aizen was defeated, Ulqiorra was no longer able to serve him, he had failed his purpose, so he saw no need for anything. For the longest time, he did nothing, yet in that time she always insisted he did something. He had grown more intrigued and asked her what had driven her to save him. Afterwards, he had taken to going to her when he did not understand, she alone had the power to make him understand. Naturally, when this foreign emotion stirred within him, he had gone to her for answers. They still eluded him. He did not understand it. Later, Lord Aizen had escaped his containment, and offered him another chance to fufill his purpose, yet he found himself torn. To rejoin Lord Aizen would mean to leave the woman. Fortunately, he had not needed to choose. When Ichigo Kurosaki had found out, he had been furious. He turned back into his final form and crushed Lord Aizen. Unfortunately, the effects of destroying the cleaner chose then to appear. The sould society had deemed it safest for all the espada to stay in Huaco Meundo while they repaired it and sealed the gargantuas. Ulquiorra was unsure of how long ago that was, time did not pass the same here. Feeling a spike in reiatsu, Ulqiorra left Los Noches. Ironic that a gargantua would open as he thought of it. Feeling the reiatsu of the woman, he felt his despair receed and slightly, unnoticably, quickened his pace.
"Ulquiorra! I missed you so much!" She yelled as she ran out of the gargantua and flung her hands around Ulquiorra in a hug. Yet another foreign thing.
"Hey Ulquiorra." Ichigo Kurosaki spoke as he stepped out at a more casual pace. Ulqiorra acknowledged him with a slight nod and a glance toward the woman. The human gave an amused smile elicting a frown from Ulqiorra. What was amusing?
"Onna. Why are you crying?" He asked. What had upset her?
"Hmm? Oh, these are tears of joy. I'm so happy to see you again, and we know where Sora is. We can finally be a family Ulqiorra!" Wait, were tears not a sign of sadness? She was not with Sora? Oriheme finally got off of him and took his hand in hers. He let it easily slide out of the pocket it was in.
"Let's go. I'll explain everything at home."
Ulquiorra closed his eyes as he processed the information he had been given. Onna had never moved out of her old apartment in which he currently sat, and had also taken to wearing the clothes he had given her when he brought her to Los Noches everyday. That was something he was willing to dismiss as one of her many abnormallities.
What he was more concerned about was that the soul society had made custom gigais for the espada, one of which he was currently inhabiting. Their son was in England after Onna hid his existance from Lord Aizen. A wise move. He had proven he would use emotional attachments to recruit. However, Sora now had the attention of another being. A human with delusions of godhood. Trash. Sora had been sent to Onna's friend's sister to live as everyone thought he was hers. He had been mistreated. He saw the magical school as a home. He blindly served the headmaster. Toshiro Hitsugaya was currently attending undercover and had been the one to inform them of Sora's identity. He had suspicions, but he would need observations to confirm wether he was being manipulated or not.
The scent of Onna's cooking entered the room. Ulquiorra would also have to make sure Sora got what humans call 'normal food'. He would admit to not being an expert in this particular area, but he had read of a thing called 'food poisioning'. Though Onna seemed to be immune.
"Onna. It would be benefitcial to observe Sora's current life before I can come to a conclusion." Orihime popped her head around the corner as she stirred a pot of...something... in her hands.
"Are you saying you want to go to England?" She asked curiously. Ulquiorra got the impression she would start daydreaming about magic soon. Ulquiorra stared at her.
"I said it would be beneficial. We will go if you wish to." Oriheme smiled and got starry eyed.
"All right lets become wizards then beat the champ at her own game!" As she said this, she was swinging her spoon enthusiastically. Had Ulquiorra been anyone else, he would have sweatdropped, but being who he was, he simply looked at her.
"The soul society already have one of their own inside. It should not be difficult to get us in." He stated. Oriheme came to her senses and looked thoughtfully.
"Ichigo said that you have to be born with magic. Do you think I could pass off my reject ability as healing magic? Where do you think Sora got his from?" Ulquiorra thought about this for a moment.
"I suppose you could pass your power off as eastern magic as Toshiro Hitsugaya is doing the same. Though I am not aware of where Sora got it from. Perhaps he is what they call 'muggle born'."
"Then how would you be in? I doubt you would be approved as a teacher." She asked. Ulquiorra had yet to come up with an answer for that.
"We could use their emotions to our own gain." He said eventually, however as emotion was still foreign to him, someone else would have to plan this part. The smile she gave indicated she knew just the person.