A/N: Well, here's the foray into a different fandom that I mentioned on my profile. I'm not sure where this is going, but it's something I wanted to try!

There will be an original female character, most likely inspired by Yuuki from my other story "His Unbroken Silence." She'll come into play in the next chapter.

The Ouran High School Host Club boys will probably come into play in the third chapter.

This story was inspired by Stalker of Stories (and Araceil to a lesser extent).

Please Read and Review!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Ouran High School Host Club!

Prologue

The lid of the seven-compartment trunk closed with a resounding thump. Dobby turned around to look at the young, disabled man calmly sitting in a leather armchair. The man had a peaceful, yet overwhelmingly lonely look on his face. The man was staring past him, seemingly at nothing, most likely at emotional memories. Dobby looked up at the man nervously, too shy to say anything and resolving to simply wait. The house elf did not wait long before the man's attention slowly turned to him. The man looked at Dobby gently. "Thank you for packing my trunk Dobby. You've been very helpful these past few weeks. I couldn't have done any of this without you."

Dobby immediately brightened, though his eyes and tone did not hide his underlying sadness. "Oh, Master Harry is too kind! Dobby is only wanting to help. Dobby is always very happy to help Master Harry!"

Harry smiled softly. "I know I can always count on you Dobby. Thank you."

Dobby nodded enthusiastically before quickly stopping short. The house elf looked down at his feet and anxiously wrung his pillowcase clothing between his hands. He looked up demurely and asked, "Is Master Harry really leaving Britain? Forever?"

Harry blinked slowly as sadness overtook his eyes. However, his smile remained. If anything, his smile became even softer. "Yes, Dobby. I am moving to muggle Japan forever. I have nothing left in Britain. I have done my duty. Voldemort is dead; his horcruxes are gone. Even though I am still seventeen, I can no longer return to Hogwarts. It is not home without my closest friends, and they have already given their lives to the war."

Dobby wrung his pillowcase even more anxiously. "But Master Harry still has the Wheezy twins Gred and Forge, Mr Wheezy, Charry Wheezy, and Billy Wheezy!" Harry laughed quietly at Dobby's names for the remaining Weasley family members. It was true that Fred, George, Mr. Weasley, Charlie, and Billy were all still alive, but the Weasley family just wasn't the same without the others.

Harry sighed. He had moved on, truly he had, but there were still times when he wished he could go back in time. He wished he still had Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna. He wished Ginny had not betrayed him. He wished many things, but none of those wishes ever came true. And though it wasn't fine, Harry would live on. Just like they wanted him to.

"I know there are still people here for me in Britain, but I can't do it anymore Dobby. I need a fresh start, and Japan is just the place for that. No one will think to look for me there, and I can finally reach my dream of owning a bakery. This is the best option for me Dobby." Harry said. Dobby opened his mouth to reply, but Harry held up a hand. His smile once again returned, but the sadness in his eyes was gone. In fact, his smile was brighter than before. "And since I can barely do anything without you, how would you like to come with me Dobby?"

Dobby stared at him in shock, jaw dropped low. A second later, his large brown eyes were tearing up, and his hands were wringing his pillowcase viciously. Another second later, and he was throwing himself at Harry in joy. Harry caught him in a hug with a chuckle.

"I'll take that as a yes."

A/N: I know; I know. It's super short, but it IS only the prologue. Depending on the feedback, I'll add more later. Wish me luck! Please review!