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Summary: Toushiro Hitsugaya had been called a lot of things in his life, labeled at every turn. When Aizen tries to get rid of him he loses his memory but still the labels follow him. Set after the Rukia arc for Bleach and in year 6 of Harry Potter but not Half-bloof prince complient.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or Harry Potter all characters and places are not mine.
Author's note" Hope you enjoy, it may take a bit to get into it, I'll try and update ASAP.
Chapter one: Prodigy
Harry's POV
I sat with Hermione and Ron under a tree, the sun was in the sky, the lake next to us was calm and I had a book on my lap that I wasn't really reading. It was a nice day, we'd been back at school for a month now and so far it had been a quiet year, the new DADA was adequate, a little boring but at least he didn't seem to be trying to kill me.
"Harry what do you think?" Hermione's voice broke through my thoughts as she spoke my name.
"What?" I asked confused, as I hadn't been paying attention. Hermione sighed knowing I hadn't been listening.
"I was just saying that with your power if you put more effort into studying, you could easily beat everyone in our year."
'What?' I though, 'what does she mean my power, everyone could try just as hard and so I couldn't beat them, would I?'
"What do you mean?" I managed to find my voice.
"Your power level Harry." She answered and upon seeing my confused look continued. "I guess you don't know, Harry everyone has what's knows as a power level, a level in their magic, by training and studying, everyone can increase the strength of their spells, but the maximum strength and power wont change drastically, there is a limit for everyone, the power level." She paused and continued, as I tried to understand. "Your power level is above mine and Ron's, it's probably higher then anyone else in our year."
I didn't believe what she said, why would my power be higher then anyone else? I'm barely making it through some of my classes and yet I'm more powerful then most of our year? Yeah right.
"I don't think that's right Hermione?" I tell her, "I think your power is about your age and how much effort you put in, I don't put much effort in and I'm still young, so I don't think I'm more powerful then anyone in our year."
Hermione seems annoyed at what I said, like I'm a stupid boy who wont understand, after a few tense moments of silence, she gets up and tells me to stay here as she gets the proof, I watch as she leaves, probably to the library to find a book, that of course will support her. Why do I bother arguing with her? I wonder.
After a few moments I see her walking towards Ron and I surprisingly not with a book but with a kid following her. He was short, wearing the Ravenclaw robes, he didn't look to be older then a first year, but what was most startling was his hair, it was white, not a bleached blond, but pure white.
Hermione smiled to us, but the kid seemed to have a frown permanently attached to his brow.
"This is Shiro Yuki." Hermione said, "He's a fifth year with Ginny." She explained, my eyes widened this shrimp was in fifth year? No way was he old enough, and yet as I looked in his eyes, an icy blue, I couldn't help but think they were too mature to belong to his body, like they'd seen too much.
Why haven't I seen him before? I couldn't help but wonder, if he's in fifth year I would have seen him around the castle numerous times even if he was in Ravenclaw, and with his hair colour I'm sure I could remember him well.
"He's 12 Harry." Hermione told me answered some of my unasked questions.
"He's skipped a few years." She continued, "So Harry he's younger then us and hasn't had time to study as much, so by your theory we are all more powerful then him, right?"
I nodded my head trying to understand where she was going with it all.
"Well I think its time for a demonstration, Shiro has agreed to participate." He sure didn't look happy though, I realised that maybe that frown really was permanent.
"So what are we doing?" asked Ron speaking up for the first time, I think he was sleeping before.
"Well" Hermione said, "All four of us are going to use the same common and easy spell and we'll compare strengths."
It was reasonable really, it'd be easy to tell who was stronger this way.
Hermione gathered the nearby sticks into four small piles.
"We'll each do a fire spell one by one, it's easy to tell who's is more powerful with fire." I nodded to Hermione's logic.
She agreed to go first and shouted the spell sending her pile of sticks on fire, she produced a reasonable fire that with help would easily stay lit.
Ron was next and his spell was about the same as Hermione's that surprised me as she spent a lot more time practicing then him.
I went next, sending my spell to my pile, it easily caught alight and I was a little annoyed to see that it was in fact more powerful then Hermione's and Ron's.
"See Harry." Hermione said, "Mine and Ron's is about the same, as he is more powerful but I've studied more, you've studied less then me and about the same as Ron, yet your fire was greater then ours because you are more powerful."
I still wasn't convinced, many I was just better at this spell it didn't prove anything.
She seemed to know what I was thinking as she nodded for Shiro to do this spell. He barely whispered the spell and yet his wood didn't catch alight, the fire was so great, it turned to ash in seconds, I became alarmed as it started to burn the grass, Shiro obviously saw this as well as he sent a water spell to quell the flames.
"Wow" Ron said, "you really are the prodigy my sister said you are, you're amazing." Shiro didn't seem to like this.
"It was nothing." He said quickly, "I'm not that special besides… fire isn't mine."
Who was this kid? I wondered, how could anyone be that powerful and yet so young? How could he have skipped so many grades and yet be fine? And what did he mean? Fire isn't his?
I know one thing though.
He's a prodigy.
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