So I've been on a bit of a hiatus lately. Real life is just being a pain as jump through hoops to get loans so I can go back to art school. Plus my motiviation for anything creative has run dry which pisses me off a bit since I tend to write or draw to de-stress myself. But I think I might be getting my inspiration back so I'm feeling a little better over that matter. Anyway, lots of changes in the lineup but I finally bring you the third part of the Black Birds series! This will be multichaptered and mostly focus on Harry and Hibari's relationship over the years. They don't flow in any particular order so sometimes they'll still be teenagers and other times they might be adults. Either way, I hope fans of the series will enjoy this and I shall work my hardest to keep things interesting. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, merely the plot and the circumstances I put them in. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Akira Amano.

Warnings: Slash (male/male pairings), AU for HP after GoF, violence, language, sexual situations, crack, etc.

Pairings: 18Harry (Hibari/Harry), minor 6927 (Mukuro/Tsuna), mentions of Neville/Luna, Cedric/OMC and past Cedric/Harry

Even Prefects get Sick

Harry immediately knew something was wrong, he sensed it as soon as he got up that morning. Sure his routine was normal; get up, change, wash up, eat breakfast and then head out to school meeting either his friends or boyfriend along the way depending on the day. And it certainly was one of Hibari's assigned days to walk him to school, but when Harry had stepped outside to meet him the Prefect was nowhere to be found. Of course the teen wizard had waited for a few minutes since he knew that if he left and Hibari showed up, he would be in trouble.

But the thing was that Hibari was never late for anything really. His life was about rules and to be tardy was something he frowned upon no matter the reason behind it. So Harry waited, but as it drew closer to the start of class Harry knew he couldn't wait much longer. Thinking perhaps his boyfriend had last minute work to do at school and might have forgotten to inform him, Harry decided to just start walking not wanting to be late.

Luckily he managed to make it to school on time, but became more concerned when he didn't see Hibari lingering out at the gate like he usually did in order to catch stragglers. And despite how he might deny it, Harry only grew more anxious throughout the day when he failed to spot the familiar figure of his boyfriend roaming the halls bringing order to Namimori. Even the students had taken to gossiping as they questioned where their head Prefect was, a few brave enough to ask Harry if something was wrong.

When lunch came around, Harry decided to find out what was going on. Gathering his lunch and waving off Ryohei with a promise to eat lunch with him and the others tomorrow, the teen wizard made his way toward the Discipline Committee's office hoping to find his wayward boyfriend there doing paperwork or even one of the Committee members to let him know where Hibari was.

"If that blood git is really okay, I'm going to hex him for making me worry," Harry grumbled to himself as he reached the doors. Knocking, he waited for a moment hearing footsteps. Glancing up when the door slid open, Harry frowned when he met the curious gaze of Kusakabe but no Hibari.

"Potter-san, is there something I can do for you?"

"Er, well I was just wondering where Hibari was. I haven't seen him all day and I guess I'm just a little worried," Harry admitted trying not to blush. Kusakabe seemed reluctant to answer which meant he knew something was going on and Harry narrowed his eyes.

"Tell me what's going on Kusakabe-san. I don't care if Hibari ordered you to not tell me, he's my boyfriend and I have the right to know what he's hiding," Harry ordered his voice firm, but his eyes held traces of deep uneasiness. Sighing Kusakabe replied, "Kyou-san is at home under the weather. It's rare that he is ever ill, but when he is he never allows anyone to see him in such a state. He feels it is a weakness to be cared for when he's sick."

Rolling his eyes Harry groaned in annoyance, grumbling under his breath. Nodding to the vice-chairman, Harry offered his thanks before walking off deciding to take action. Sometimes he wondered about his boyfriend, but he would chew him out later once he was better. For now, he had plans to make.

The rest of the day seemed to drag on, but Harry was grateful when classes finally ended. Packing his things quickly and sparing only a few minutes for his friends, he hurried back home knowing he needed to prepare. Once he arrived to the house, he only briefly explained his plans to his guardians before Harry began to pack an overnight bag and helped Remus make a simple broth. Sirius had wanted to protest since he wasn't comfortable with the idea of his godson spending the night with his boyfriend (partly cause he could get sick too and partly because he still didn't trust Hibari), but seeing the determined look in his features kept him quiet.

Nearly an hour later, Harry was once again making his way down the streets of Namimori as he followed a somewhat familiar route. He had only been to Hibari's place a handful of times, the Prefect's parents often away due to their busy careers and it was a cold, lonely place to be. Everything had been basic and minimal, appearing more like a set for some sort of modern home decorating magazine rather than a house or at least that's how Harry had viewed it.

Walking into the building and nodding to a few people, Harry took a short elevator ride up before stepping out onto the sixth floor, digging in his pocket for his key. Hibari had given it to him after his first visit and ordered him to always have it on hand just in case. And for once the teen wizard was grateful for his boyfriend's pushy and possessive tendencies. Reaching the last door at the left end of the hall, Harry easily unlocked it before stepping in.

Not surprisingly, the living room was beginning to darken as the afternoon began to fade into night and it was quiet. Removing his shoes, Harry stepped further into the apartment pausing in the kitchen to set aside the soup before guiding himself toward Hibari's room. Quietly turning the knob in case Hibari was asleep, he opened the door and poked his head inside.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw the Prefect sitting up in bed gazing at him with an intense look on his face. It appeared he was surprised and perhaps irritated by his presence, but between the flush of his cheeks and being surrounded by discarded tissues his boyfriend was anything but intimidating. In fact, he looked downright pathetic if Harry were honest, but he wasn't stupid enough to admit it out loud without facing consequences.

"Remus made some broth for you, I put in the kitchen for now. Should still be warm since he placed a charm on it," Harry explained as he walked over to the bed and began to clean up a bit. Hibari watched him with a keen eye, grunting quietly, "Who told you?"

"Kusakabe-san told me after I spent half the day wondering where the bloody hell you disappeared to," Harry replied gathering trash, "Although I would have liked if you had just told me yourself."

"You didn't need to know."

"Like hell I didn't! I'm your boyfriend Hibari, I have a right to know! Because despite everything I do care about you and I was worried!" Harry exclaimed trying to convince himself that he was flushing in anger and not embarrassment. He wasn't heartless, he did care about Hibari's well being although he had no clue why. Perhaps he was just mental, but there was just something about the other teen that got under his skin and refused to leave.

Sighing, the wizard rubbed his forehead, "You'll never be weak in my eyes Hibari. No matter what you do or how much shit you go through, you're always strong. I think of you and the first word that comes to mind is strength, then stubbornness. So you don't have to constantly hide from me and you know… sometimes it's okay for you to rely on me. I won't think any differently of you."

Hibari blinked in honest shock having not expected Harry's little tirade. It made him uncomfortable even though he tried not to reveal it. Hibari had always been alone having grown up practically raising himself, his parents too busy to even realize they had a son. They didn't bother him and he didn't bother them, it was just the way it was. He was single, independent and he associated that with strength. Then along comes this curious wizard who had to change all of that; who smiled at him, laughed for him, worried for his health, who actually cared. It was new, it was frightening and perhaps a bit elating.

Turning away, Hibari grunted, "Hn, I'm still punishing Kusakabe."

"Don't you dare," Harry scolded as he tied closed the trash bag, "I'm going to go put this out and then I'll bring you some soup." Moving to turn away, Harry yelped as a hand grasped his wrist and yanked him onto the bed. Frowning he exclaimed, "What was that for?"

"Hn, you're a daring herbivore to order me around," Hibari remarked before leaning close and kissing the teen wizard. Harry blushed but relaxed into the gesture shyly kissing back. He pulled away a moment later mumbling, "You're going to get me sick if you keep doing that."

"Then I'll just take care of you," Hibari stated smirking a little. Huffing in annoyance, Harry stood and walked out of the room ignoring his boyfriend's burning gaze on his back. As he set out the trash and prepared a bowl of soup, he touched his lips and smiled a little. Maybe he was off his rocker but Harry couldn't deny that Hibari was growing on him. The Prefect always told him that he belonged to him and that he would be the one to protect Harry. But the wizard always wanted to protect Hibari and take care of him. It was his responsibility after all.

"Git," he thought fondly as he carried the bowl back to Hibari's room. And it was over the next few days that Harry diligently cared for the sick Cloud Guardian until he regained full health. By the following week Hibari returned to school and his duties of putting terror into the students of Namimori. And while many wept over the recovery of the Prefect, Harry was pleased to have him back feeling all was right with the world. Until he got sick the next day and had to convince Sirius to allow Hibari into his room if only to save his godfather a major beating. Other than that, life was good.

So how did I do? Hibari is seriously the hardest to keep in character! But I like to think under certain circumstances (such as dating) he has some leeway to act a little OOC cause no doubt he's just as new to this as Harry is. So anyway, let me know how you liked it! And if you have any suggestions for future chapters, let me know! I'm totally open to ideas! So remember to review! Thanks!

~Seth