Note: This is my first time writing the characters here so I apologize for the OOCness. Honestly, I don't have a good grasp at any of the characters' personalities may they be from HP or KHR.
Warning: Fem!Tsuna, 69fem!27, Twin!fic, OOCness
Oh! By the way, if you have any ships you would like to have here, just tell me~ Though the 69fem!27 is already final and I won't change that one, I'll accept other pairings. Criticisms are accepted and encouraged.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter nor Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Chapter 00: The Sky, The Mist, and the Green Eyed Child
Harry Potter, the son of James and Lily Potter, the younger twin brother of Henry Potter, and the son who was, more or less, usually forgotten. Now, it wasn't always like this. Though Harry certainly doesn't remember it, their parents once loved them equally.
But as we all know, fate came knocking at their door on that one memorable night when the Dark Lord personally came to kill the babies. At the time, James and Lily were out and had left their children in the care of their friend, Peter Pettigrew, who turned out to be a traitor who assisted the Dark Lord.
This event was the turning point of their lives.
No one really knew what had happened, but after coming back, Lily and James found their children unharmed. Except for a scar in the shape of a thunderbolt on little Henry's cheek.
They had immediately notified Dumbledore, their old Headmaster, of the situation. The wizened old wizard then inspected the older twin and came to a conclusion. The boy was marked by Voldemort as his equal.
The parents were both proud and devastated at the same time. Proud, because their little boy had done something incredible like defeating the Dark Lord and was even marked as his equal. Devastated, because their Henry would have to bear such a burden and responsibility.
They weren't stupid. They knew that Voldemort would come back in the future, and Henry would be the one who has to defeat him all over again.
And so, that was the start of it all.
The Potters gave all their focus, attention, and time to the older twin, making sure that he got a good childhood and subtly teaching him some things in order to prepare him for the future.
Harry, the younger twin, wasn't abused, nor was he hated, but he was forgotten by all, overshadowed by his bright and shining twin.
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One day, the family went to a park. Lily bent down to face Henry. "Be nice to the others, okay? And remember, no magic or anything related to it." She tells her son.
Henry nodded enthusiastically, he was excited to meet other children his age and already wanted to play some muggle games. He had been waiting for this all week and he was practically bouncing with energy.
James and Lily watched as Henry went over to play with some muggle children. While Harry, being the quiet little boy that he was, sat on a swing far from the others.
The green eyed boy watched the children as they played. He wanted to join them, but due to his shy nature, he couldn't get up the courage to go to them.
He swung his legs back and forth, waiting for the time to go home, but as he waited, he began nodding off and he then accidentally dozed on the swing.
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Harry stirred slightly from his sleep. He blearily opened his eyes and saw that the sun was starting to set, giving the skies an orange hue. He marveled at the beauty of the sky for a few seconds before shaking his head lightly and started scanning the park for his family.
The green eyed boy frowned lightly as he saw the part where the other children had been playing, empty. He stood up from the swing and searched for his family.
He wandered over to the bench where his parents had been sitting, hoping that his parents were still there. When he saw that the bench was empty, his eyes started to water as he began to understand what had happened.
He was forgotten.
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Tsunayoshi, or as she liked to be called, Tsuna, walked alongside Mukuro. They were currently in England, though she doubts that they'd stay here for long. Their group never really stayed too long in one place, lest they get captured.
She looked up at the orange hued sky and she couldn't help but make a troubled look. There was this nagging feeling that something was going to happen that would cause a big change. She had no idea what it was, though.
"Kufufufu~ What's wrong, my dear Tsunayoshi-chan?" The illusionist asked, seeing the troubled look on her face.
The petite brown haired girl shook her head lightly, "I don't know..." She confessed. "I just have this feeling that something is going to happen."
Mukuro frowned at her answer. Tsuna's intuition was 99.99% accurate and it was never to be doubted. They learned that fact the hard way.
"Is it good or bad?" He asked the doe eyed girl. "I'm not really sure yet, but it doesn't feel...ominous" she answered.
After that, the two went silent and continued their aimless walk. As they passed by the park, however, they heard someone crying. More specifically, they heard a child crying.
Tsuna's maternal instinct that she knew she inherited from her mother, made it's presence known as she immediately ran to the crying child.
She crouched down in front of the black haired child and wiped his tears away. "What's wrong, little boy?" She asked the child gently. The child hiccupped but still tried to answer, nonetheless. "M-mommy a-and D-daddy a-and H-he-henry l-l-lef-ft m-me" he managed to say.
Her heart wrenched for the little boy in front of her. Suddenly, she hugged him. "Shhh, it's okay, it will be okay," she murmured softly as her hand made soothing circles on his back.
The doe eyed girl continued comforting the little boy even as she felt the Mist's presence behind her. A few moments later, the four-year old was asleep in her arms, no doubt mentally and emotionally tired.
The girl looked at the older boy with determination in her eyes. "We're keeping him." She says. And really, Mukuro thinks, he knows he can't refuse her when she has that determined look about her. And even more so when she uses the puppy dog eyes.
"Kufufufu~ you'll be responsible for him, then." He says. Tsuna brightened at that and the smile she gives him is breathtaking. "Thank you!" She shouts as she tackled him in a hug, of course, she laid the little boy in a safe position before doing so.
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The Moon was hanging up in the sky, watching as the older boy carries the child for the walk back while the girl hums a soothing and gentle melody.