Disclaimer: I don't quite get why these might be needed given it's Fanfiction but Just In Case, I don't own Harry Potter or Bleach, though I do claim the Idea that Harry is Jushiro's son, seeing as I've never seen it done before.

Ukitake Jugorou

In Which Harry Is Jushiro's Son By Way Of Potter's Luck And Unpredictable Illness Colliding And Leading To An Improbable Meeting Followed By An Even More Improbable Potions Accident. Because I Said So.


Prologue

Lily Potter nee Evens, out grocery shopping for the week, in a quirk of fate that can only be Potter's Luck, finds Ukitake Jushiro, visiting the English Soul Society Avalon on a relations mission and the dim possibility of alternative treatment for his disease, caught in the midst of a sudden, very unexpected, flare-up. It had come on without any warning at all, leaving him suddenly leaning against a nearby wall, coughing painfully as he fought to control his breathing. When Lily asks if she could help get him to a hospital, Jushiro is initially surprised she can see him but refuses, saying hoarsely, 'I'll be fine in minute, I just need to catch my breath, thank you.'. But Lily, being a healer-in-training, hears the wet sound that starts to accompany his cough, and decides to take him home and attempt to treat him there. James Potter, Lily's husband, is suspicious at first, 'He could be a death Eater, Lils! Or a sympathizer! He's got a sword for Merlin's Sake!-Oh calm down James, does he look like he's in any fit shape to do anything even if he was!?', but as Jushiro's fit becomes worse and he starts to cough blood, James helps settle him in the guest bedroom at Godric's Hollow, where he and Lily have lived for the past six months since their marriage a month after Lily's twentieth birthday.

It's about this time that Jushiro learns that Lily and James are wizards, people who can manipulate magic, which is separate from but similar to reiatsu in that it can allow humans to affect their surroundings and at least peripherally see and sense spirits. He can also sense that they have a decent amount of reiryoku, which despite their magic, is what allowed them to see and touch him as any other human, rather than as a pale ghost, 'Interesting.-What is?- Ah, the difference between Eastern and Western, I've never thought much on it before.-Now that you mention it-No, Lily, no theological debates over dinner, we agreed.-Fine...later then.-Over tea?-Oh Merlin, not another one.'. Over the three days it took him to recover enough to leave bed he told them he was a captain of secretive, 'Very secretive, unfortunately, a little bit more trust would go a long way, I feel.' military branch in Japan dedicated to hunting malevolent spirits as well as assisting benign ones in crossing over, and that he was here seeking treatment for his disease, but had been disappointed. He was on his way home, nearly about to open the senkaimon, though he didn't say that, 'I just missed my bus.', when the attack struck.

While caring for him, the Potters told him about the war, 'You don't know already?-Not much news, particularly foreign news unless you look specifically. Secretive, didn't I say?', and why James was so suspicious of him, how it seemed like they couldn't trust even their closest friends, 'It's like they're everywhere!-It gets depressing.'. Jushiro in turn confided that he felt like that about a few of his fellow captains lately and briefly shared the story of Urahara Kisuke's supposed betrayal and his suspicions that he was framed, but was unable to find any proof on who had done it, 'I knew Kisuke, he was a mad genius, but he wouldn't' have played with power like that.'.

As they spoke longer began to trust each other more, they started to talk about other things, like family and friends, too few of the former all of them, 'I'm the last Potter, least 'til I convince my Lovely Lady Lily to make another with me!-Only my sister left, we don't get on these days, unfortunately.-Most of those within four degrees have gone on, ironically out of eight children, five brothers and two sisters, it's the sickly eldest that's lasted longest, but I enjoy visiting my many nieces and nephews, though I don't often have time.' but many of the later, 'I sometimes go out with Selena, Alice, and Amelia, not as often with the war ,but...-Most of the guys in training are pretty good, of course Siri is still my best friend and Remy and Pete too, though they've drifted apart some, these days.-Shunsui is, of course, my best and oldest friend, lazy drunkard that he is, but I like to think of most of captains and some of the lieutenants as friends, and I try to be on first name basis with all of my division.', strange or unique traditions, 'That's how I got my name actually, it means Fourteenth Son, and I am the fourteenth heir to the name Ukitake, my father was Jusanrou, thirteenth.-My family's like that, all daughters are named for a flower, comes from Da's side funnily enough, mum's name, Rose, is a coincidence.-No names, but since Potters have a tendency to die young they make a necklace that has the parents magic stored in it, so the child will always know the love they felt for them.-Morbid.-Hey you married me.', Jushiro's illness, 'The little we've discovered of it suggests an autoimmune disorder, they thought it was Tuberculosis at first, but I'm not contagious.', James' Auror training, 'Exhausting -CONSTANT VIGILANCE- all the damn bloody time!', Lily's healer training, 'Also exhausting, though not as prone to inducing heart-attacks funnily enough.', and the important part, as regards the continuation of Potter's Luck at least, her potions mastery test that she was studying for.

"Really, it's the unusual restrictions of this one that are fascinating, more than its use or history. The Dead Man's Heir potion, as its name implies, uses something of a dead man's remains, and it does have to be from a man who is, at the time of collection, dead, usually blood, sometimes hair though it requires more, but best results come from semen." Lily explained enthusiastically.

"Semen!? From a dead guy!? How would they even-why-that's disgusting!" James exclaimed, looking quite green at the thought.

"It also requires consent-proper willing consent, not that pureblood it's your duty to the Family consent-from not only the mother-to-be, which is already unusual, but also the man who-donated-shall we say, given beforehand, though there's also record of a case of a ghost who gave consent after death that resulted in successful pregnancy." She continued, completely ignoring him.

"How does the potion know if they consent though?" Jushiro asks, enjoying Lily's passion at discussing something she obviously loves, despite his own mild disgust.

"Oi! Are you just going to ignore that!?" James asks incredulously.

"How the potion registers consent is not fully known, though most theorize there's a kind of magical imprint the potion reads somehow. But that's not the strangest part; there are all kinds of potion that can determine intangible concepts like that." She answers, still ignoring him.

"Oh really? A potion that uses a dead man's semen and that's not what's strange about it?" James mutters sarcastically, resigned.

"Dead Man's Heir also requires that the woman taking the potion have sex immediately after she takes it, which is why it has a mild-very mild-lust component, it still requires proper consent, and the man-performing-let's put it, usually the husband, must accept that the child that results from this act, would primarily be the donor's Heir, though he can choose to adopt the child as his own, should he wish." Lily said, resolved to ignoring James.

James grunts lowly, and turns his face away, sulking.

Jushiro spares him a glance before focusing on Lily, "That does seem very-involved-for something that was, presumably, invented for-convenience-in the case of sudden, unexpected, death." he said, somewhat hesitantly.

"That's why it's not a popular option, despite its high success rate, too many purebloods rely on it's for the Family consent instead of I Want to consent, and it fell into obscurity. It's refreshing, actually, to work on something like this, despite the fact that it makes me want to tear my hair sometimes, it's so bloody complicated." She complained.

Jushiro hummed lightly and sipped at his tea, "If it wasn't so difficult, they likely wouldn't have made a master's test." He said calmly.

Lily sighed, slouching back into the sofa. James, who was still sulking lightly, softened some as she leaned against him, "I know. It's still frustrating."

"I imagine so. When will it be finished?" Jushiro replied.

"It needs to simmer for another day at least, so sometime tomorrow it will be ready for the next stage. By then you should be completely healed, maybe you could watch, if you like?" She asked, and kissed James' cheek, directing the question to him as well. He grumbled slightly, but kissed her back, so she counted that as a 'yes' and turned to Jushiro who sat in the large arm chair by the fire place smiling at them and nodded his assent.

"I'd like that."

Sure enough, the next day Jushiro was finally pronounced as healthy as Lily could make him, and his own assessment agreed, so he joined Lily and a still slightly reluctant-sulky-James in the basement potions' lab.

"There's still a few minutes left before I take it off the fire and begin adding the rose petals, which are primarily what makes it a mild aphrodisiac, along with a few other non-reactive ingredients that help tie it all together, before it's finished. Anytime after that the donor's part can be added." Lily explained, mostly to Jushiro, as James was mostly there to watch Lily, and began to carefully remove the cauldron from the fire. She waited until all signs of any bubbles were gone before adding the petals, one by one.

She started to say, "After the rose petals, it's supposed to turn from the ugly brown-black it is now, to a sort-of clear sparkly gold-"

"Um-Lily, I hate to say, but-that doesn't look like gold sparkles to me." James said uneasily; looking at the suddenly frothing potion with trepidation. "It's not going to explode, it is? 'Cause I thought I left that behind at Hogwarts, and I really don't feel like a refresher course."

Lily rolled her eyes, "It's not going to explode, James, rose petals are entirely non-volatile, there's no way-"

Which, of course, is exactly when it did precisely that, drenching all three of them a nearly completed, though crucially changed, Dead Man's Heir potion, sweeping them up in a haze of lust that took the better part of two days to work its way out of their systems, leaving vague if pleasurable memories behind.

James was first to wake, "Mild aphrodisiac my deliciously sore arse, I haven't had such long and thorough lovin' since that time in fifth year when Siri blew up that prototype infatuation draught he was making. That was a good night and a good morning after, despite the embarrassment when we finally got back to the dorm."

Lily groaned and buried her head further into Jushiro's chest, "Shut up, and leave me to mourn my dignity in peace."

Jushiro chuckled softly, "Come now Lily, it's surely not so bad. At least you know where you are and who you're with; being friends with someone like Shunsui means I am unfortunately familiar with such circumstances. Though I admit, the way it happened was different, usually it's because Shunsui tricked me into drinking too much. Be glad we knew each other at least passingly well."

"Somehow, I get the feeling that your friend Shunsui would get on well with that hound dog my husband calls his best friend." Lily said wryly.

"Likely." He responded. "Now much as I enjoyed the last…however many days it was, I ask that further discussion wait until I've had at least a few hours of actual rest instead of-"

"Orgasm induced stupor?" James asked innocently. Lily smacked the arm he had around her waist.

"Yes. Exactly." Jushiro said dryly.

"I agree. Sleep now, deal with consequences later." Lily said, proceeding to make herself more comfortable, tucking her head under Jushiro's and relaxing her body back into James'.

"Well, never let it be said that a Marauder didn't avoid the consequences for as long as he could." James said lightly, and followed his bed-mates to sleep.

The consequences, as they called them the night before, amounted to little more than reassurance that nobody held anything against anyone for actions done-under the Influence-so to speak and that Lily had taken a preventive a week before, 'War is no time to raise a child.', though Jushiro said he would take responsibility should it come to that, 'I've always wanted children, but refrained, for similar reasons.', and James reassured also that he would have cared for it just the same, 'Imagine if they'd had red hair with a streak or two of white, I'd never beat all the perverts off!-My hair was naturally black, you know.-Ah, details, magic works in mysterious ways, it could happen.', before Jushiro finally said he had to go.

"I've been out of communication for nearly a week now; they'll start to get worried soon, if they're not already. Still I don't like leaving you without a way to contact me if needed." He said as he frowned worriedly.

"I promise Jushiro, nothing's going to happen, I took a preventive a week ago, and took another after we woke, just in case, I promise." Lily said exasperatedly.

"You also said the potion wouldn't explode, and we all remember how that went. In fact I can still feel it." James said cheerily.

"Oh hush, you. That was different. And have a little shame, will you?" She said heatedly, hit his chest.

"Can I help it that two days of near non-stop sex with a gorgeous woman, who happens to be my wife, and a very handsome man, who happens to be prodigiously-gifted-, has left me feeling very good about myself indeed?" He asked without a hint of embarrassment.

Jushiro laughed, "Well, glad as I am that you enjoyed my-prodigious gifts-, and I am truly, for I quite enjoyed myself, I'd still prefer if you had some way…Ah! I know. I told you, I think, of Urahara Kisuke-or rather Kisuke Urahara here-and that he's exiled?"

Lily looked at him curiously, "Yes, I remember. You said you believe he was framed for a horrendous crime and currently live on the run in exile. Why?"She asked, though she thought she could guess.

"Yes, exactly. I couldn't say where he is precisely except that he's in Japan somewhere, and is most likely at least in contact with Yoruichi Shihoin, Tessai Tsukabishi, and possibly some others, Lisa Yadomaru, Shinji Hirako, Rojuro Otoribashi, Mashiro Kuna, Love Aikawa, Hiyori Sarugaki, Hachigen Ushoda, and Kensei Muguruma." He said seriously, writing down the names in both English and Japanese on a piece of parchment. "If you need me, find him. Though I purposely don't look for him, I have no doubt that he keeps track of us, and I'm sure he can get a message to me if need be. And even if he can't, for whatever reason, he can help with any problems that might crop up."

James looked at him concerned, taking the parchment from his hand, "What sort of problems?"

Jushiro relaxed slightly, now that he was assured they could get help, even it was never needed, "Well, not problems as such, it's just that the magics I use, though they could technically be learned be any one given enough time and determination, a certain inborn talent is required to truly excel, which does, more often than not run in the bloodlines, though there are some that just seem to pop up out of nowhere." He said calmly.

"Also, I don't boast when I say that despite my illness, I'm one of the strongest captains, particularly as it comes to reiryoku-the amount raw power I have, and reiatsu-my skill at manipulating it, any child of mine would very likely inherit at least some portion of that potential, and if left to their own devices, it could affect their surroundings." He explained, "I know one of our current captains, the youngest- Toushiro Hitsugaya-had to join the academy young because the sheer force of his reiryoku caused the temperature to change around him, which being strongly ice-oriented, caused problems for his grandmother."

"Now I still say that it won't come to this, but to satisfy you and my own curiosity, how likely is it that this would be a problem?" Lily asked resigned to Jushiro's need to be thorough.

Jushiro hummed, and thought for a moment, "Probably not to likely, still-"

"Just in case." Lily and James joined in amused.

Jushiro laughed, "Yes. Just in case. Now, It's time for me to leave, before Shunsui, Kiyone, Sentarou, and Rukia tear down all of England in their search for me."

"Alright, be safe. And if you're ever in the area again, and feel like some-fun-" James cut off with a grunt as Lily dug her elbow into his side.

She smiled, "It was a pleasure meeting you Jushiro, don't hesitate to stop by if you happen to come back someday, no need for more-fun-."

"But what if he does want another round or ten?" James whined.

Jushiro laughed even harder, "I promise if I'm ever sent to England again, I'll visit." He smiled wickedly at James and said, "We can discuss the possibility of more-fun-then, how about that?"

James laughed, pulling a fuming Lily into his arms and agreed, "Alright, until next time then."

Lily smiled reluctantly, "Until next time." She said as Jushiro left the cottage, looking for an out of the way place to summon the senkaimon.

Nine months later, the Potters were very grateful for Jushiro's insistence on just in case, 'Don't. Say it, James.-Say what? I wasn't going to say anything, honest!-Don't.', but were unfortunately forced into hiding shortly after the birth of their son, and then killed only a year later. Harry James Potter, or as he was called only by his parents and his sworn godfather, 'Prongs you sly dog! Not only the Lovely Lady Lily, but this White Hot Asian Stud too!? You held out on me!-I'm not a dog Padfoot, that's you. I am a sexy Stag.-Both of you knock it off, you'll wake the baby.', Ukitake Jugorou-Jugo for short-, thought to be an orphan was left in the dubious custody of his maternal aunt and her husband, with the only one who could have said differently locked away in Azkaban without trial.

The only fail-safe the Potters devised for this was a very special locket, to be delivered by Gringotts on his first visit, that contained within it a blood-locked pocket that had everything they knew about Jushiro and all their efforts in finding Urahara Kisuke, little as it was, as well as all his true documentation which showed his true name. Solid platinum, engraved with a stag lying in a field of lilies with a tall curtain of bamboo in the background, set with a ruby charged with Lily's magic, a sapphire charged with James', and a pure green jade that the Potters filled with every last stray trace of Jushiro they could find. It's not much, but it's enough to give a lonely little boy a taste of what it might be, and filled his dreams of flying over stormy seas that whispered, 'We love you so, so, much, Jugo'.