I'm Free from College and got my degree, finally. Now I can go back to writing fanfiction. However, I am tired of the James Lee series or doing stories about history for right now. So i decided to make a fanfic crossover that included my favorite book series and my favorite anime back when SyFy did Anime Monday (I feel old thinking about it, because that was when I was in middle school) called Tokko. Tokko has a unique plot in terms of the anime, while the manga does not go as deep into the plot. I remember when i had a crush on my first waifu, Kureha Suzuka, and got into anime because of Tokko. I like the graphics for what it was at the time, because to me anime graphics were different. However, Tokko never got the complete ending that I wanted, at in terms of the Anime, and I always wanted to write a story of the anime. Then recently I decided to crossover the anime with Harry Potter (If it was not going to be Harry Potter, it would have been Doctor Who/Tokko) and I got inspired. This is a story that I definitely want to finish with hard work and dedication. I already have written three chapters for the story to show my commitment. I plan to come out with at least one chapter per week. If I fail to make up for that, then I will release an additional chapter or Interlude to make up for it. I would swear on my magic if I had any.
June 25, 2006
In a Airplane above Tokyo, Japan
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now landing in Toyko. Please remain in your seats with your safety belts on. Thank you and we hope you a nice time in Toyko." Said the pilot flying the plane that Harry was on.
Harry Potter had no idea how this happened so fast. The whole thing started out with his Uncle Vernon, Cousin Dudley, and Aunt Petunia, the Dursleys, being threatened by the Order of the Phoenix into treating him right. Then as Harry got into their car, they told that they were taking him to the airport with a ticket to Tokyo, Japan. When Harry asked why they replied that apparently, he has family there that were willing to take him. In fact, they were paid by his former godfather, Sirius Black, to bring him to the airport. Harry was ecstatic because finally there was a possibility that there was family somewhere that actually cared for him. However, he wondered how he would be able to communicate with his friends from such an incredible distance. He did not want to think what Hermione would say if she found out. Although, she would be disappointed in him for not trying to contact the order after the Dursley's left him at the airport. They would literally be half a world away from each other. He say one thing though was that he had never seen them so happy in their lives, because the moment that he stepped out of the car and walked himself to the airport, with his luggage and his snow-white owl, Hedwig, they just sped off into traffic in laughter.
"Probably lost their minds, because they never thought that their dreaming of getting rid of me would ever come true." Harry thought to himself.
Honestly, Harry could not blame them because he never really considered the Dursley's family and it was obviously vice versa as well. To be with a different family was a dream of Harry's since his childhood. Harry would have never thought that he would finally believe that he had family besides the Dursley's. He wondered what they were like? Were they pleasant and kind? He would have to assume so, especially when learning that Sirius had paid for the tickets and the Dursley's off to send to the airport. He questioned how Sirius was able to pull this off, while trapped in Number 12 Grimaund Place. Dumbledore would never approve of such a plan. However, Harry stopped caring what Dumbledore wanted ever since he hid the fact that there was a prophecy between him and Voldemort, his arch-enemy; the man who murdered his parents. In addition, he blamed the old man for the death of his Godfather at least partly and considered him someone he never wanted to see again.
"It's my fault that your dead, Sirius. I should have checked if you were alright and not listen to Kreacher."Harry thought again as the plane made contact with the runway in the Tokyo Airport.
He let Voldemort trick him into believing that Sirius had kidnapped him and was holding him hostage in the Hall of Prophecies within the Department of Mysteries inside the British Ministry of Magic.
He felt the plane slow down and wondered how long that he would have to wait until he met his new family. Would they even be able to talk to him in English? He knew that he would need to learn Japanese after landing to fit into Tokyo and would he need to get a citizenship. There was another problem, were they Muggles like the Dursley's or were they magical like his parents? What would he need to do if they were Muggle's? All that Harry knew that the Dursley's, just before leaving him, threw him a passport and a large Envelope that was definitely filled with paperwork of some kind. All that his Uncle Vernon said when asked about it was that Harry was supposed to give it to one of his new relatives in Tokyo named Saya. If Harry could guess, it was probably adoption papers or something along those lines. Although, the flight for Harry was eleven hours with him sleeping for like 9 of them, he knew that when he landed that it would be daytime in Tokyo. Harry was sure that his sleep schedule would be messed up once he landed in Tokyo.
"Maybe, things are looking up for once, Harry Potter." He muttered to himself as the passengers began to depart the plane.
An hour later in a the Tokyo Airport Lobby
"Why the hell, do I have to be the one to pick up our cousin? Why couldn't Saya do it? Even more, since when did we ever have a Cousin in England?" Ranmura Shindo thought as he waited in airport lobby with a sign that had his new cousin's name. He wore a blue suit with a black tie, had yellow hair with streaks of orange around it, and had brown eyes.
"Harry J. Potter. Sounds English to me. Wonder what he looks like? Why would his other relatives simply give him away to us? Does he know how to speak Japanese? And if he doesn't, then what we are going to do? Luckily, I took English at school, so he will be able to understand me. And also, like I told Saya, how in the hell are going to even have room for him? We only have two bedrooms in our apartment. I swear if she puts him in my bedroom and me in the couch, then I will being yelling my ass off at her."He thought as he thought about the events that happened recently.
Tokko or more importantly its Second Division or Section 2. This section contained people that were highly unknown to him but were in reality some way connected to him. The Second Division looked more like a biker gang that an actual police force than anything. However, they were powerfully in not physical abilities but in some form of magical powers. They could go at super-sonic speeds with their weapons, which were mainly swords and daggers, and use them to kill these monsters that recently appeared. In this section of Tokko, three people take this approach and there was their leader, a woman that the Chief wished he could hit at times. Super-Intendent Ryoko Ibuki was her name. Although, it was funny at times to witness the event occur. Ranmura joined the Mobile Forces of the Tokyo Police to find out what or who killed his parents in the Machida apparent complex those five years ago...
These monsters that Section 2 of Tokko kill varied in type ranging from larva-like bugs that could take control of the human body and make them into zombies to the most recent, which were humanoid brown monsters that could phase through walls and grab as well as slice people.
The whole thing started with his sister Saya (who acts more like a mother watching over an underage child) wanting to find him a date to hang around with. Well, she did by introducing him to Yukino Shiraishi in a blind date. This date resulting in both Ranmura and Yukino discovering more about the situation that was occurring around them. They questioned the death of Yukino's mother and the intentions of her father, who examined the remains of the monsters that the Second Division killed. The two started to investigate more and more about Yukino's father as well as the monsters that the Second Division killed in their line of work. Ranmura was strong suspicious about Yukino's father and decided to investigate. Eventually, he would have a talk with him, and he regretted it as Ranmura learned and witnessed Yukino's father turn into a hybrid of the monsters with many mouths and eyes. Horns on his forehead and a couple on his back. To say, Ranmura never had been horrified by what he saw was an understatement. Shiraishi, before becoming the monster that he was, explained a box that a wealthy European family brought an Alchemist to home to grant them immortality and found a box that would be called the Box of Dirge. Instead, the Alchemist opened a gateway between a demon world and humanity. From the gate made by the Box, 108 Devils (the number of pieces that made the box) that wanted to consume humanity and would not stop until all of humanity were dead.
Ranmura stopped thinking as he saw a scrawny teenage boy, about 16, walk up to him. He had messy black hair, green eyes, a weird scar on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt. The boy wore clothing that was way too big for him while carrying a trunk with his initials on the sides and an owl that was snow-white. He could tell the kid was suspicious about whether he found the person that was going to pick him up. Ranmura would not blame as he was sure that Harry Potter must be a common name in the world.
As the boy got closer, he asked curiously, "are you a friend of Saya's?"
Ranmura starred for a second and just laughed as he said, "More than that, I'm her brother, and she is my sister. My name is Ranmura Shindo. Did your family in England not tell you who was going to pick you up?"
Harry shook his head sideways as he said, "No. They just left me at the airport and waved goodbye, essentially."
"Well, that is rude of them. I wonder why they would do that?" Ranmura thought.
"Oh well. At least, you found me. Let's get going to Harry. We got a long day ahead of us." Ranmura explained.
Harry nodded as Ranmura grabbed his luggage from his cart. Leaving Harry to just carry Hedwig to Ranmura's car, which was old Sudan outside in the parking lot. Slowly, Ranmura carefully placed the luggage in his vehicle and then turned to look at Harry; mainly the Owl in the cage that Harry was holding.
"Harry, we now have a problem that I should have mentioned. I was only able to get enough time to pick up during my job. And I have to go back, so I can't get you to me and Saya's apartment right now; which means that I have to take you to work, but the problem is your owl. Because I do not know how the Chief is going take it, you having an owl in his office. Plus I really do not want to leave your pet in the heat, especially in this hot summer weather." Ranmura stated.
Harry looked at Hedwig, concerned until she gave a loud hoot. Instantly, he knew what she wanted and opened her cage. He held his arm out for Hedwig to fly onto, which she did with a cheerful hoot.
"Why don't you go to stretch out your wings Hedwig and enjoy Tokyo for a bit? Just remember to be careful and I will see you later." Harry said to the Owl.
Ranmura was trying to not to look at Harry like he was crazy until he noticed that Hedwig nodded at Harry and turned its head to look at Ranmura as it gave him a wink.
"Did that Owl just wink at me?" he thought, he shook his head, "No, you are seeing things Ranmura Shindo. The past two weeks have been hell for you, literally and figuratively."
Then Hedwig flapped her wings as she took off from Harry's arm. Ranmura watched as the bird flew off into the sunset.
"Ok, I guess that would work. Will she be coming back to you?" Ranmura asked him
"Yes, she always does." Harry nodded.
Ranmura did not ask anymore as he and Harry got in the car and drove off.
At a police department building in the Shibuya part of Tokyo
Ranmura explained that he worked essentially as a police officer in Tokyo along with his sister. Although, she mainly dealt with minor issues for now as she was not a part of the higher-level police program unlike Ranmura. She had to wear her uniform out in the streets, where Ranmura was not required to do sp. The sight of all the buildings in Toyko was interesting to say the least, especially with the view that Harry had from Ranmura's workplace. He could see a big difference between Tokyo and London, the people were really nice. Well, most of the people as Harry learned when he met Ranmura's boss or Chief as he learned everyone called him. The man, reminded him a bit of Snape, only he was not straight out picking on him at first sight. No, this guy had only an attitude issue and all just kept screaming about this group in the Tokyo police called Section 2 or the Second Division. He heard, with small amount of Japanese that Harry knew so far, the man talk about something of human body parts and creatures that grew faces on human bodies. Although, Ranmura told Harry to ignore anything that the Chief said as he most likely had a bad day. Harry was not very convinced that Ranmura was being honest that it was nothing.
"Great. So there is something dealing with monsters going on in the city. That's it, Potter, it is confirmed, you are cursed for life with nothing but danger. Can't even go to a foreign country and travel half the world without having some danger in your life. Bloody Hell... You know dealing with Voldemort does not sound too bad now. At least, he doesn't cut people up much." Harry thought to himself, as he began to read out of an English to Japanese Dictionary that Ranmura had given him on the way to the Police Station.
"Hey, Rookie." The Chief yelled at Ranmura, wearing a white suit and a red tie. Harry, on the other hand, had no idea what he said, but could tell that he was yelling at Ranmura.
"Sir." Ranmura replied with a salute.
"Go tell your English cousin that if he wants to make himself useful in this building, he can go help by getting some stacks of printing paper down in the supply closet downstairs. I got to make some copies of the evidence I managed to attain about those body parts." Chief yelled.
Ranmura nodded as he explained what the Chief said to Harry and explained where he could find the closet. Harry responded by turning toward the Chief and nodded as he left to the elevator with the dictionary in his raincoat pocket. When Harry got to the floor that he wanted to be at, he walked down the hall and found the paper. He tried to find a cart to carry some boxes of the paper but was unable to find one and decided that he would have to take one at a time to Ranmura's section.
"It's not like I am allowed to use magic. Well, I guess that its better than the Dursley's as the stuff that I am doing is making some good, especially with Ranmura being a Muggle Cop." Harry thought as he grabbed a box of paper.
He really had no problem with helping out as he felt that he was a part of something different than usual stuff at Hogwarts and the British Wizarding World. As he walked out of the closet with a massive box of paper in his hands.
"I wonder if I will be staying here permanently. If so, then I will need to find out if Japan has a Wizarding school here or not. In addition, I should wonder how crazy Wizarding Japan is in comparison to England when they hear that I'm in the country." Harry thought.
Harry did not notice the wet puddle of water on the front that he was about to step on. Suddenly, Harry slipped with his feet forward apart and then he fell on his back hitting his head on the floor with a loud bang. The box with its heavy contents was on top of his chest squeezing him. He was out like a light for at least a minute as he felt someone lift the box out of his chest and was asking him if he was alright. Slowly, Harry opened his eyes again and stunned by the sight before him. For a moment, he thought that he was imagining things. Because in front of him was a couple of beautiful women that were looking at him with concern on their faces.
They both kept talking to him in Japanese and Harry had no idea what they were saying. He looked up at one of them, who had blonde, as they slowly helped him up back on his feet. The other one, who had brown hair, checked the back of his head to see if he was bleeding or not. Throughout the whole time, they kept talking to him in Japanese and Harry could tell that they were worried as he was not responding. So he knew that he had to speak in English to tell them that he was alright.
"I only know English, sorry." Harry said with a groggy throat as his vision was started to return to normal.
"Oh, why didn't you say, so." The blonde one said with a chirpy English voice that sounded appealing to Harry.
He looked toward her and was absolutely stunned by her beauty. She wore a black leather biker jacket that was unzipped, showing that she was definitely not wearing a t-shirt or bra underneath and below her belly button was a tattoo of a butterfly. Harry had never seen a woman of this type and it did not help that she was wearing black pants that acted like a second skin to her lower body. The face that went with the blonde hair was sculpted really well, like something that came from one of those Greek statues. In addition, the face indicated that she was still really young and in her prime. She had black eyes and a smile that matched her voice, which sounded like a goddess. Harry quickly stopped himself from admiring her face before she noticed. However, he knew that it was too late as her smile got wider and looked a Cheshire cat.
"Sorry." Harry said quickly before closing his eyes, expecting to be immediately slapped.
"Actually, I don't mind having my body scanned by somebody as young as you" she said in the same chirpy voice that she had earlier.
"Oh." Harry said surprised.
"Now, are you alright? What about your head? It's not bleeding, but how do you feel?" the blonde girl asked.
"Fine…I feel fine. A bit dizzy though, but fine." Harry replied.
"Good, that's good. The dizziness that is to be expected for how you tripped and fell." She said, "The name's Kureha. Kureha Suzuka. Lieutenant in the Second Division also known as Section 2 of Tokko. Please don't salute me. You don't need to as I know that you don't work here."
Harry was surprised and said, "How…."
"It's obvious. Because everyone that works here wears a standard uniform for their job. You're not wearing one, which means that you are here just visiting and volunteered to help someone until the end of the day. If I had to guess your related to someone that works here for a living. Also you have a noticeable English accent to you and I do not know many people here with that accent." She explained.
"Well, congratulations, you would make my friend Hermione jealous by your hindsight." Harry thought.
"So what's your name, my little English cutie?" she asked.
"um….Harry…ma'am….Harry Potter." He replied.
"Harry Potter. That's a cute name. I like it. Well, Harry Potter, you know my name already. But let introduction my supervisor here. This is Ryoko Ibuki. superintendent of Section 2 of Tokko."
"Nice to met you, superintendent." Harry said as he bowed his head as he examined her as well.
Ryoko wore the standard blue police officer uniform that he saw some of the other officers in the building were wearing. Her face was just as well-crafted as Kureha's, she wore a pair of glasses that suited her and made her more beautiful. Her brown hair looked like silk with parts of it in front of her uniform.
"Pleasure." The superintendent said.
"Who is the relative of yours that works here?" Kureha asked sounding curious.
"Ranmura Shindo, ma'am." Harry replied.
"Inspector Shindo ? Well, I guess that it makes sense. I can see how you two are related. You both have adorable faces. Although, I will say that I like that lightning bolt scar that you have on that forehead. How did you get it?" Kureha asked, while looking at his scar with interest.
"By the man who killed my parents about 15 years ago." Harry stated.
"Oh. I'm sorry…"
"It's fine."
"Well, Harry, let me be one of the first people to say welcome to Tokyo. And let me ask how old are you right now?" Kureha asked with a seductive look on her face.
"Fifteen, ma'am," Harry replied.
"Fifteen. A few more years from now then we could do some certain things in the future. But for now, we can only do things like this." She said as she got closer to Harry, showing that she was taller than him by at least a few inches.
Harry thought she was going to kiss his face for a second, but instead the unexpected happened.
She licked his scar from the bottom tip of the lightning bolt to the top.
She licked his bloody scar!
Harry had no idea what to think when this happened. He had never met a woman like her, especially so forward. He was actually shaking from the bravado of the muggle woman. The long tongue of the woman was a like heaven to Harry and he was trying to keep all the blood in his brain from going down. Then just as quickly as it happened, she retracted her tongue and chuckled at the look on Harry's face.
"My favorite flavor. You taste just like Ranmura but only better. I love it." She exclaimed as she leaned into him again to give him a kiss on the scar, which felt good to Harry.
"very addicting. Tell you what! If you ever need a tutor to help you learn Japanese, let me know and I would not mind helping you at all, Harry. Or even better, if you are ever looking for a part-time job, let know me. I think there might be something that will help you fit right in, especially for my section, alright? I am sure that I could give you a special welcome." Kureha said as she licked her lips seductively.
"I will see you later, cutie-pie." She said as she walked off with the superintendent following her.
Harry just stared at the back of Kureha as they walk away. As he regained focus, he wondered just what the hell did he get himself into at times? He could still feel Kureha's tongue on his scar and for some reason, he did not want the feeling to ever end at all. After about five minutes, Harry went back to the task at hand and started to carry the box of paper back to the chief's office.
"What did you mean that Harry tasted like Ranmura but better? Surely, you don't mean that…" Ryoko asked Kureha as they walked to the top floor of the building, which would ensure that no one would listen in on their discussion.
"Yes, but no. Something is living in that scar of his. Something really impure and dangerous. And im talking more impure than a phantom. I smelt the impurity before he even fell on the floor… I know for sure that he was not at Muchida, but there is seriously something dangerous in that scar of his. Something that can harm not only him but anyone else." Kureha answered with a smirk.
"But what could be more impure than a phantom or something from the other side?" Ryoko asked, concerned.
"I don't know. That is what has me concerned. But one thing is for sure. We need to keep an eye on Mr. Potter. A very close eye." Kureha replied.
"You want to seriously tutor him or me to hire him for something in Section 2?"
"Something needs to be done, Ryoko. If left unchecked, it could become a serious problem. Like I said, something dangerously evil is in that scar." Kureha stated.
"Your probably right about the scar as that is uniquely shaped. But what about Shindo?"
"I will still be having the date with him tomorrow, but Potter be will next."
"What about his story about how he got the scar? You think he was telling the truth?" Ryoko asked.
"Yes. But I think he intentionally left out some crucial details about what happened." Kureha answered.
"Very well, I will see what I can do. Maybe I can find out the story toward the murder of his parents," Ryoko replied.
After completing the task given to him by the Chief, Harry began to make some attempts to socialize with Ranmura's partners. Turned out a good number of the officers in Section 1 had a basic understanding of English. The main person in particular that Harry liked to talk to was Ichiro Hanazono, who reminded him a bit of Ron but was less than a git. He always kept with a good joke and explained some funny things about Ranmura, who was recently called for an assignment. To say, Harry could not help but laugh about the troubles that Ichiro and Ranmura got themselves into, especially in the Academy. Ichiro had messy brown hair and wore the same type of suit that Ranmura wore but only in a lighter blue.
"So, how are you related again to Ranmura?" Ichiro asked as he tilted his head back on his chair after filing some paperwork.
"To be honest, I really do not know for sure." Harry answered as he had been wondering the same question ever since he arrived to this foreign country.
"Oh, well. I doubt Ranmura has a clue. The idiot seriously cannot tell up and down. Its bad enough that he got himself injured a few days ago." Ichiro said.
"He got hurt?"
"Yea, something about a car hitting him or something. Never got the full picture. But I will tell you ever since he got that tattoo, he was able to heal much quicker than normal." Ichiro explained with a curious look.
"Then whatever happened at the Crime Lab the other day." Said a friend of Ichiro's sitting in a desk not far from him.
"Yea, well. Let's not talk about that one and all. No need to scare the kid." Ichiro replied.
"What does Tokko usually do?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well, you heard about the body parts mentioned by the Chief. Supposedly, they deal with monsters and all. Another name that they go is the Special Mobile Investigative Forces, Section 2. The reason why I say monsters is because that's the only way me and the others can describe them due to the events that we experienced in recent weeks. Like seriously kid, I am talking about some seriously sick shit here. For example, if you ever see some lavra creature that's white with legs as well as face near you, run for the hills or find Section 2 to save the day. Because if you don't then you will end up like some sort of Zombie, where bullets won't even kill you." Ichiro explained in a serious tone.
"Great. Just great…" Harry muttered to himself as he began to hate himself for the way that his luck was turning out for being in Tokyo. He seriously could not travel half the globe without having trouble find him possibly around the corner.
"But anyway, let's not think of that right now. So, Harry, I was curious. Are you staying in Tokyo permanently? Because if you are, you are going to need to start learning Japanese to go to school and all." Ichiro asked.
"I really don't know. I'm hoping Saya will tell me. Plus I'm supposed to hand her this envelope filled with papers." Harry replied as he showed him said envelope.
Ichiro took the envelope from him before even asking and opened it.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed in protest.
"Don't worry. I'm just going to take a quick look. It's not like the Chief is going to notice with how much he is yapping with that mouth of his and Ranmura's not here. Plus, it does not say confidential or anything like that." He said as he began to examine the stale like paperwork.
"These are adoption papers from the looks of it. They were signed by a Sirius Black, Godfather, and apparently there is a line that Saya is supposed to sign. This would essentially make her your legal guardian until you are of the age of seventeen. Weird, the adulthood age for people in Japan is twenty. Does it deal with the fact that you are from England? So, why seventeen?" Ichiro explained.
Harry shook his shoulders as he realized Sirius's name was on the paperwork. Maybe Sirius was planning to help him get away from the Dursley's after his fifth year at Hogwarts. Or it could actually be possible that Sirius before dying in the Veil of Death found another extension of his mother's family in Tokyo willing to take him in as a member of their family.
"And this document says that you are now a citizen of the Japanese Ministry of Magic. Got to be a joke right? Magic?" Ichiro said.
"Probably a typo or some sort of mistake. I have seen that happen before. Now, Hanazono, if you would kindly hand Mr. Potter back his papers as Inspector Saya Shindo will be here soon." Said a man that walked up from behind. He wore a dark business suit with glasses and had sleek black hair that reached to his neckline.
When the word "Saya" was mentioned, Ichiro rushed in putting the paperwork back into the envelope. Harry sighed as he was worried about what excuse that he was going to have to make had the issues continued. The moment could not have been perfectly timed as the moment that Ichiro handed Harry the packet, a woman arrived in the workspace. She was as short as Harry with long brown hair that reached past her elbows. She wore the same type of blue police uniform that Super-Intendent Ibuki wore, which included a black tie. Her eyes were as brown as her hair and shinned well with the sunset.
"Hi, Ichiro. Hi, Mr. Muramasa. Its good to see you two here. Where's Ranmura?" Saya asked in Japanese.
"Oh, your brother was called in for an assignment just now. The Chief wants him out in the streets to patrol for a bit." The man by Saya who helped Harry earlier, apparently named as Muramasa, replied with a sincere tone.
"Oh, man. That's fine I guess." Saya said as she turned to Harry and began to speak in English, "You must be Harry. Man, Sirius gave me a perfect description about you and I'm glad to say that he was right. You do look cute for a teenager. I'm Saya Shindo, your cousin through your mother's side. Did Aunt Petunia ever tell you that she had a second sister, who was me and Ranmura's mother?"
Harry shook his head side to side.
"I'm not surprised at all. Sirius told me that your relationship with the Dursley's was not…well..family friendly. But that's not for here. Now, I hope you do not mind that if I go ahead and ask for that packet in your hand?" Saya asked.
Harry nodded as he handed her the envelope with the paperwork.
"Now, luckily, I managed to get the rest of the day-off just now. So say bye to the others, I will take you to me and Ranmura's apartment. We got a lot to do. I know that you will love our place. Don't worry about your luggage. I know Ranmura will take good care of it, because if he doesn't then he will what's coming to him."
Harry nodded again as he said goodbye to the others and followed Saya outside. He did not notice that as he walked out that a Kureha Suzaka was watching him, in interest, leave with Saya. She was not far from the office when she heard about the adoption papers and the use of the word "magic," she was even more curious. Five years ago, she would say that it was an idea overtly crazy to think that it existed. However, recent events showed her otherwise and to say she was now even more interested in learning more about the identity of Harry Potter.
"Just who and, maybe, what are you, Mr. Potter" She asked herself.
